Yang Xiaohan was stunned.

Concubine Shu covered her mouth and smiled: "Isn't it, Xiaohan, Xiaohan...... It sounds like a lifetime of hardship. ”

Before Yang Xiaohan came back to his senses, Feng Qingxu had already walked away.

When Concubine Shu saw it, she no longer paid attention to Yang Xiaohan and walked away with the wind.

The rain began to crackle and fall on her again, she didn't understand the meaning of the breeze's words, and she didn't have the strength to think, so she could only smile bitterly and continue to endure the rain.

The wind was light and she held her umbrella and walked slowly down the damp cobblestone path, raindrops rolling down the smooth surface of the umbrella, wetting the hem of her plain skirt. Behind her was an expressionless wind and dust, holding an umbrella in one hand and hooking a jar of mud-sealed autumn dew in the other.

The smell of earth in the air is mixed with the scent of moist grass and trees. In the summer rain, the East Palace is as cool as autumn, and the hibiscus and hosta flowers on both sides of the road have quietly bloomed, exuding a rich fragrance that belongs to the middle of summer.

Turning the bamboo forest with green □□ drops, the words "Ningxiang Garden" suddenly appeared in front of me.

The wind walked in familiarly, around the pond and around the corridor, all the way to a yard with an old locust tree.

The old locust canopy is full of large leaves, lush, and the white locust flower buds in the green are bustling, and the strings are falling, and it seems that they are about to bloom as soon as they are irrigated by the rain.

Under the tree, an energetic old eunuch was sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground in a robe, and in the rain curtain, I saw the old eunuch drooping his face, and then pulling the ground with a broom in an orderly manner, not so much sweeping the floor, but more like venting his dissatisfaction.

Feng Qingxu walked two feet away from the old eunuch and stopped, and glanced at the wind and dust. The wind and dust immediately stretched out the unopened autumn dew white of the altar to the eyes of the old eunuch.

The old eunuch squinted at the wine jar swaying in front of him, and then glanced at the wind not far away with his residual vision, snorted coldly, lowered his head and continued to pull the ground.

Seeing this, Feng Qingxu also snorted lightly, and said: "It's not that I lied to you, who is to blame for falling into someone else's way, since you don't want us to comfort you, then we will drink this wine ourselves." ”

It turned out that this old eunuch was the father-in-law of Fu who was guarding the Ningxiang Garden, because he was deceived by Li Ronghua's maid Jianqiu to leave the garden yesterday, so that Li Ronghua and Yang Xiaohan had a gap to enter the garden, and they were very angry in their hearts, and they swept the ground for two days in a row.

When Father-in-law Fu heard this, he didn't raise his head or be moved.

Feng Qingxu was not annoyed, but said to Feng Jiechen: "General, since Gonggong Fu doesn't want this autumn dew, let's go to the pavilion to open this wine, I feel a little cold on my body, and I drink it to warm my body." ”

After speaking, he didn't wait for Father-in-law Fu to speak, Feng Qingxu walked to the Moon Pavilion three zhang away, and Feng Jiechen followed closely with wine.

As soon as I entered the pavilion and sat down, Feng Jiechen raised his hand to pat open the mud seal, the refreshing aroma of wine suddenly overflowed, pour a glass in his hand, only to see that the color of this wine is like autumn dew, white and sweet, smell it has been drunk.

When Gonggong Fu heard the sound of the mud breaking, he couldn't help but pause with the broom in his hand, but soon turned his back and continued to sweep the floor.

Feng Jiechen handed the wine to Feng Qinghua, Feng Qingfu took a sip, only to feel that the wine was soft and refreshing in the mouth, and the aroma was mellow when it rolled on the taste buds, and after swallowing, the mouth was rich and sweet, and the aftertaste was endless.

Feng Qingxu couldn't help but sigh: "No wonder someone likes autumn dew, this taste, Yaochi jade liquid is nothing more than that." ”

As he spoke, Feng Qingxu glanced at Father-in-law Fu in the rain, and sure enough, Father-in-law Fu's figure was another meal.

Father-in-law Fu had already smelled the smell of wine in the rain, and the familiar smell made the wine worms in his stomach ready to move, but when he thought that he had been deceived by a servant girl yesterday, he only felt extremely ashamed, so he resisted the urge to rush to the pavilion, and only swallowed his saliva with a grunt.

Feng Qingxu felt that it was not enjoyable to drink alone, and encouraged Feng Jiechen to taste it together: "General, you can also taste it, this autumn dew white is an old wine that has been treasured in the East Palace for twenty years, and ordinary people can't drink it." ”

Feng Jiechen refused with a face: "I never drink." ”

Feng Qingxu's eyes were full of disagreement: "A man can't drink, it's a shame, it's the same." ”

When Feng Jiechen heard this, he almost fell off the stool, barely stabilized his body, and said angrily: "I don't drink, it's not that I can't drink." ”

"Have a drink, then." The wind lured the way.

"Drinking and making mistakes." Feng Jiechen refused to be fooled.

"I have nothing to do with you today."

"You've said this so many times that it's lost credibility."

Feng Qingxu was impatient, put the wine glass in front of Feng Jiechen, and said with a straight face: "Drink!" ”

Feng Jiechen saw that Feng Qing's face was not good, so he had to pick up the wine glass aggrievedly, and after hesitating, he gritted his teeth and poured the wine in his hand down like drinking poison.

As soon as the cooking wine was entered, the spicy and stimulating taste made Feng Jiechen's body react immediately, and before it entered his throat, he had already choked and vomited all the wine with a "wow".

Feng Qingxu looked at Feng Jiechen, who was coughing and his facial features were almost distorted, and couldn't help but slap the table and laugh wildly, pointing at Feng Jiechen with one hand, covering his stomach with the other, and laughing almost out of breath: "General, you really don't know how to drink!" ”

At this time, a gust of wind swept by, and the autumn dew white on the table had been taken away with lightning speed, and an angry voice came: "Damn! Damn it! It's so bad for this autumn dew! It's just abominable! ”

Feng Qingxu couldn't hold back a smile, and looked at the Fu Gonggong who was so angry that he almost jumped to his feet in front of him, and the wine jar that he held in his arms like a treasure, and said, "Don't you drink it, no matter how bad I am." ”

Father-in-law Fu hugged the wine jar tightly, glared at the wind and said lightly: "Then I will fold all the lotus flowers in the Ning Xiang Garden!" ”

"You dare!" The wind is light.

Father-in-law Fu no longer paid attention to the wind and lightness, sat in the corner of the pavilion with the wine jar in his arms, looked left and right with Qiu Lubai, and the smile lines crawled all over his face, and then began to take small sips to taste the wine, smashing his mouth while drinking, looking fluttering.

Seeing that Gonggong Fu was already relieved, Feng Qingxu smiled softly, and was about to leave with Feng Jiechen, who was still coughing faintly.

"That Yang Liangyuan...... What a beautiful woman! ”

The father-in-law Fu in the corner suddenly sighed, but he didn't look at anyone, as if he was talking to himself.

Feng Qingxu instantly understood what Father-in-law Fu meant, but laughed and said, "Why, even the well-informed Father-in-law Fu was blinded by Yang Liangyuan?" ”

Gonggong Fu laughed and said: "Since our family entered the palace, we have been people without roots, and the only thing that can make our family fascinated is this palace secret brew." ”

Feng Qingxu looked at Father-in-law Fu as if he was drunk with fine wine, and did not answer, just waiting for Father-in-law Fu's next sentence.

Sure enough, Grandpa Fu turned his head to look at Feng Qingxu, stared into her eyes, and said, "I just think she looks like an old man." ”

Feng Qingxu also looked back at Grandpa Fu, and in his seemingly intoxicated expression, his eyes, which were originally a little cloudy due to age, were shining.

Feng paused lightly, and said lightly: "It seems that Gonggong Fu is really drunk, don't let the prince hear this, otherwise...... I can save your life, but your tongue can't. ”

Hearing this, Gonggong Fu smiled, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a rather emotional look: "Yes, people are old and useless, and they have long forgotten that this tongue cannot say anything." ”

The wind was light and silent.

Gonggong Fu looked at her again and said, "I heard that Yang Liangyuan offended the queen mother and was punished to kneel in the Deyang Palace?" ”

Feng nodded lightly and said: "She dropped the jade bracelet given to her by the queen's mother, which was still the queen's dowry back then." ”

Father-in-law Fu shook his head and sighed: "Sure enough, I still don't feel at ease, as long as there is a newcomer in the palace, there will be a lot of trouble, and the cycle will start over and over again...... I saw the newcomer laughing, and I heard the old man crying! ”

The wind was light and couldn't cry and laugh: "How can the old man cry, even if the old man cries, he just cries in his heart." ”

Father-in-law Fu smiled: "That's another old person, but the crown princess won't cry." ”

Feng Qingxu raised his eyebrows: "Oh? ”

Father-in-law Fu didn't speak, poured a big sip of wine in his mouth, wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, smashed his mouth, and looked intoxicated.

Feng Qingxu was too lazy to listen to his rambling anymore, opened the umbrella by himself, and slowly walked into the rain curtain with the wind and dust.

Gonggong Fu watched the two of them leave their backs in an extremely uncoordinated manner, and after a long time, he said in a low voice: "Because you are from the rivers and lakes, even if you have been in the palace for many years, your heart is still not in this East Palace, fortunately...... Thankfully......"

When Feng Qingxu returned to the East Palace, the maid Rose had rushed over with her hands and feet, took the umbrella in Feng Qingxu's hand, and instructed Bai Lan to bring a dry towel to wipe off the water droplets on her clothes for Feng Qingxu, while urging Hongying to hurry up and sprinkle some lotus petals in the fragrant soup pool that had been prepared long ago to bathe in the wind Qingfu.

Rose knows that the wind is the most afraid of the cold, even in summer, she never wears tulle, and when it rains, she has to bathe and warm up when she comes back.

Soon, Feng Qingxu was hugged by the maidservant all the way to the fragrant soup pool.

This is a fragrant soup specially prescribed in the palace for the physique of light wind and cold, which is usually only used by her alone, and few people in the palace have such treatment, even the extremely favored concubine has never had it.

The wind was lazily lying in the pool, and the heat was steaming, and soon her whole body was steamed warm and comfortable.

Hong Ying sprinkled flower petals and said with a smile: "Master, the matter of Deyang Palace has now spread all over the palace, and the story of Yang Liangyuan being punished for kneeling has also been reported, and people are making fun of it everywhere." ”

Feng Qingxu closed her eyes and did not speak, as if she was just enjoying the warmth of this fragrant soup.

Hong Sakura continued: "I'm afraid that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will be disgusted with Yang Liangyuan in the future, but such a beauty is reckless, and even the jade bracelet rewarded by the queen mother has been dropped, but how can I serve His Royal Highness the Prince?" ”

Feng Qingxu frowned slightly.

When Rose saw it, she hurriedly scolded, "Where did you learn to rap and talk a lot?" What is the crown princess doing in front of her? Don't hurry up and retreat! ”

Red Sakura knew that the wind was forgiving, but Rose was stern, so she stuck out her tongue and withdrew with the flower basket.

Rose waited carefully on the side, she knew that Feng Qingxu didn't like people to be too close, so she just stood far away, thinking about Feng Qingfu's needs before daring to step forward.

Feng Qingxu suddenly asked, "Do you think so too?" ”

Rose was stunned for a moment, and her heart turned around, only to realize that Feng Qingxu was asking her if she agreed with Red Sakura's words. Rose thought about it, but didn't know how to answer.

Feng Qingxu sighed and muttered, "You really still don't understand. ”

Rose stared blankly at the breeze, not understanding what she meant.

The wind was light but stopped talking, and continued to enjoy the warmth full of lotus fragrance with his eyes closed.

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