"Feihua, you send this to the Qianyuan Palace." Bu Niannian stood in front of the shelf, carefully took down a wooden box and handed it to Feihua.

Feihua took the thing and asked, "Why don't you make some food and send it to Niangniang?" ”

"You're smart." Bu Niannian gently knocked Feihua's head, "Can I see people with that skill, poisoning the king is a big crime for the Nine Clans." ”

Bu Niannian felt that he was very moral.

The contents of the box were obtained by her with great effort, thinking about how hard the mouths of those old monsters were, she was only willing to give two after grinding for a few years.

Although it can't cure all diseases, it is also a good thing that can strengthen the body and prolong life.

Watching the official flag walk into the Qianyuan Hall with the box, Feihua breathed a sigh of relief and was relieved. Just now, Guan Qi's very incredible eyes fell on her for a long time, and God knows how nervous she was in her heart.

"Your Majesty, Ying Zhaoyi's maid has sent something."

"Really?" Gu Xiang put down the cinnabar pen in his hand and raised his head with interest: "Present it." ”

"Yes." Guan Qi put the box in his hand on the table, stepped back and stood behind.

Gu Xiang looked at the box in his hand, and his heart was mixed for a while, and all kinds of tastes were intertwined, and he was sad and joyful.

This is a fine snakeberry fruit, and in terms of color and aroma, it is some years old.

It stands to reason that Bu Niannian gave him this thing, and he should be happy. But he was afraid, afraid that it was because Bu Niannian didn't want to owe him, so he sent this thing.

What exactly do you mean?

Gu Xiang stood up suddenly, wanting to go to her to ask for clarification.

Seeing Gu Ming coming up, Guan Qi stepped forward and asked, "Does the emperor want to drive Yong'an Palace?" ”

Gu Xiang shook his head, sat down and said, "You go to the Internal Affairs Mansion to find a red sandalwood delicate buckle for me." After speaking, he picked up the cinnabar pen again and began to review the folds.

Although Xichu is prosperous now, his foundation is unstable, and he can't hand over such a country to Gu Duan.

In the afternoon, Yong'an Palace received a holy decree: the emperor will come for dinner tonight.

"Feihua, in fact, I really think it doesn't have to be so grand." Bu Niannian looked at the complicated bun and hairpin ring on his head in the bronze mirror, and expressed his opinion for the fifth time.

Feihua shook down a golden silk step, picked up a white hosta and gestured on the bun, "Niangniang, this is the first time the emperor has eaten in the harem, and others can't ask for it, of course it should be grand." ”

Seeing that Feihua had no intention of stopping, Bu Niannian accepted his fate.

Your Majesty, Your Majesty, where have I offended you, to punish me like this.

There was chaos in Yong'an Palace, and everyone was excited because the emperor was going to come over for dinner. In contrast, Weiyang Palace and Changle Palace are much quieter.

Qing Yu danced the sword in the backyard with all her strength, and the sword aura was like a rainbow in the clouds and water, and the momentum was magnificent. Before entering the palace, she was a general in the barracks, leading troops to fight, breaking formations and killing enemies. Although it is impossible to have this kind of life in the future, Qingyu still has not slackened, and after entering the palace for three years, his martial arts have increased instead of decreasing.

The maid hurried in, looking anxious.

Qing Yu put down the sword in his hand, but the palace people came up to wipe his sweat, frowned, and said, "Why are you so flustered?" ”

The maid was very anxious and said, "The emperor will go to Yong'an Palace for dinner tonight." ”

"Got it." Qing Yu didn't raise her eyelids, put down the Jinpa, and went into the house to drink two sips of tea, "Go and prepare some food that Niannian likes, and go to Yong'an Palace tomorrow morning." ”

Seeing that Qingyu was so distracted, the maid became even more anxious: "Niangniang, this is the first time the emperor has eaten in the harem in three years, we ......"

"Mouthy!" Qing Yu interrupted the maid's words and said, "Go down." Then he held his head with one hand and closed his eyes on the soft couch.

Changle Palace

"Niangniang, it's really unfair, obviously you often go to ask for peace, but the emperor never said that he wanted to come to us for dinner. Ying Zhaoyi sent it once, and the emperor went to her for dinner. It's too unfair to you, you still like the emperor so much. ”

Hearing the maid's words, Mei Yan's hand paused in the air. The black ink dripped down the wolf's hairs onto the rice paper, smudging a large patch of ink on the pure heart mantra she was copying, and then quickly spread around.

"Mother?" Seeing that Mei Yan was still stunned, the maid said cautiously, "Are you okay?" ”

"Huh? I'm fine. Mei Yan put down the pen in her hand in a panic and wiped the ink droplets from the rice paper with her hands.

The ink that had not dried easily attached to Mei Yan's hands during the wiping, and the white hands were soon stained with disorganized ink blocks. Then she stopped, looked at her hands and froze, a tear fell on her hands, blurring the ink that had stuck to her hands.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?" The maid was frightened by Mei Yan and didn't dare to step forward.

After a while, Mei Yan finally smiled, put down the rice paper in her hand, got up to clean her hands, and asked the maid to re-dress herself.

Sitting at the desk that had been cleaned up again, and between the pens, Mei Yan instructed: "Go and prepare some food that Niannian likes, and go to Yong'an Palace tomorrow morning." ”

The maid did not dare to say anything more, so she retreated, and for a moment only the sound of the wind blowing through the curtain was left in the room.

Mei Yan suddenly remembered the monk she met a long time ago when she was offering incense in the temple, at that time she didn't understand the meaning of the monk's words, but now she understands a little.

The piano accompanies the se, the seer follows the piano, the piano seer and the song, and the two depend on each other.

The concubine has affection, Lang has no intention, the water falls and the flowers fall, and they go separately.

The sunset gradually set, reflecting half of the sky, Gu Xiang appeared in front of the gate of Yong'an Palace on time, and he was greeted by a group of palace people who were looking forward to it.

The two sat down at the table, Bu Niannian gently rubbed his sore neck, and sighed: "Your Majesty, you are here, my neck has been shouting for an afternoon." ”

Listening to Bu Niannian's cautious complaints, Gu Xiang laughed and asked everyone to retreat. got up and pulled her to the dresser and sat down, took off the extra hairpin on her head, and gently pinched her neck, "Is it still sore?" ”

Gu Xiang's hand-beating Bu Niannian was caught off guard, the whole person froze on the chair, and stumbled: "Your Majesty, are you okay like this?" You have a body of gold, how can your concubines afford it. ”

Gu Xiang smiled when he heard this, but he didn't stop, looked at Bu Niannian in the mirror and raised his eyebrows and said, "You can afford it." ”

Gu Xiang's words are full of my willingness, what can you do to me.

Bu Niannian didn't know how to reply for a while, and retorted in a low voice: "We don't know each other well. ”

Suddenly, she felt that the hands that were pinching her neck stopped, and the warm temperature fused with the blood through the skin, and then Gu Xiang answered her question very seriously: "We have all sat on the roof and watched the stars and the moon together and talked about life, aren't you familiar enough?" So what do you think is familiar? ”

What is ripe?

Your Majesty, it's been a hundred years in a flash, I don't want to get acquainted with you, it was good like that before.

The two were silent for a moment, and the room fell silent.

"I thought you gave me that snakeberry fruit in the morning because you were willing to let me go to you." Gu Xiang's voice sounded again, with frustration and disappointment in his tone.

Bu Niannian didn't make a sound, and froze in place.

I gently pinched Bu Niannian's neck for a while, smoothed her green silk, and Gu Xiang said, "Let's go, the food won't taste good if it's cold." ”