Time passed in a hurry, Yongzheng was mourned, and the spring election was changed to the autumn selection.

Wait for the expiration of the Hongli filial piety period, and add a harem.

A eunuch in the Heart Cultivation Hall walked smoothly and entered through a large gate with a soup snack in his hand.

Said girlily, "Your Majesty, this is the lotus seed and lily soup stewed for you by Zhang Xiaozhu himself." ”

"Well, I got it, let's go down." Hongli sat down and said without raising his head.

"Little Master Zhang is waiting outside the main hall, if it suits your taste, I'll send you some more," the eunuch continued.

After taking a lot of benefits from other nobles, you must get things done at night.

"Got it, let's go down."

"Chirp" The eunuch retreated resignedly, as long as the emperor drank the bowl of soup, he could rise to the top in the future, and ascend to the sky in one step.

Out of the main hall.

"Close the door and remember that no matter what the noise is, they don't have to come in." Hongli continued, where is there time to take care of these warblers and swallows when the state affairs are busy.

"Chirp"

"Wait, tell Zhang Guiren to go down too, it's not good if it's windy outside." In any case, this noble man still has a heart.

"Chirp"

The eunuch gently closed the door, it seemed that this matter was difficult to do at night, and the road to promotion and fortune was a little farther.

The soup soup in the evening, the color is indeed refreshing, and it is really good to quench your thirst.

It's just that this noble man has always been scheming, and it's a pity that this soup is a pity.

looked at the soup, and continued to correct the table full of twists.

Put down the pen in his hand and looked at the face of Fucha in his mind.

When you smile gently, it's beautiful.

It's just that those words that day, he, frowned, a little upset.

It is the richest place in the world. It is also the dream of countless young women.

But it wasn't the place I longed for.

In Fuchafu, the woman was dressed in green clothes, and because there was no wind, she erected the window lattice in front of her.

A few words on the white rice paper are very delicately displayed.

The lonely empty courtyard is late in spring, and the pear blossoms are all over the ground and do not open the door.

Many people envy the life inside the palace. But. How many unknown palace grievances are there?

Just like in the Tang Dynasty poet Liu Fangping. Said.

The lonely empty courtyard is full of pear blossoms and does not open the door, which vividly writes how lonely and lonely the girl in the deep palace is.

Youth is fleeting, and it can only be drowned in the countless young girls in the harem, and the years are wasted year after year, and in the end it can only be the white-headed palace maid sitting idle and talking about Xuanzong.

She looked down and sighed, and looked at the words on the rice paper again.

"Ruby, do you think I should go or not?"

Draft for him. It's a harsh reality.

Whether she wants to go to the emperor or not, she will eventually choose herself.

Looking at the beautiful face in the mirror, there was a girl's unique blush on the acid clip.

It's better to be ugly and stupid, maybe you can avoid such a fate.

The breeze slowly caressed, through the sprinkle to bring a moment of coolness, the sunset on the horizon gradually set, a figure in the huge courtyard stood lonely yellow flowers only to pear blossoms.

"The wind is blowing, miss, and the slave will close the window."

Fucha Yinyin stretched out her hand to stop her: "Send a message to the emperor for me, saying that I want to see her." ”

Ruby listened to her hand and stopped in mid-air with one hand.

"Miss figured it out."

Fucha Yinyin smiled gently, naturally she figured it out, sooner or later she had to enter the palace, since she couldn't avoid it, she had to think of a way to get along with the emperor.

It's just that it seems to be a violation of an agreement with someone.

But she didn't want to miss love.