"This is Concubine Xian's return gift to the emperor."

Fengxue took a step forward and handed the box in his hand to Xiao Xing, Xiao Xing opened it and saw that it was a little unpredictable, and handed it to Shen Yan.

Inside the box is a piece of wood.

"What did Zhaoyi say?"

Shen Yan only glanced at it, and the fingers behind the box were raised, closed the lid, and raised his eyes to ask.

Feng Xuan hesitated a little and replied: "Zhaoyi said that this plate of water chestnut crisp is not well done, it is too crispy, and the color is not good-looking, so I am not willing to put sugar and water chestnuts." If the emperor likes to eat, go to the Feiling Palace, and the cook in her small kitchen will not say anything else, just count the delicious water chestnut cakes. ”

After saying that, Feng Xuan lowered his head in horror.

“……”

Shen Yan was speechless, but such wanton words were indeed something that only a woman like Xu Yu could say.

She seemed to have thought of Xu Yu's tone when she said this, and Feng Yu's expression at that time.

The real master of Fengxue is Xu Zhaoyi, when he heard Feng Xuan's words, his face was flat and steady, his hands folded in front of his abdomen, and he was polite and docile.

Shen Yan took the expressions of the two into his eyes, the wind and snow were cautious, and the wind and time were much simpler.

"You two go down first."

"Yes."

Xiaoxing's impression of Xu Zhaoyi is complicated. She is both fragile and flamboyant, as if through layers of veil fog.

Uncover the first layer, and there is a second layer, and discover her unusual side every time.

Shen Yan didn't think so.

"Xu Zhaoyi is indeed Xu Zhaoyi, if she wants to give me a gift in return because of a plate of dim sum, it is not the Zhaoyi I know."

Shen Yan's fingers brushed over the box, his eyes were full of smiles but did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

Xiao Xing nodded helplessly, turned around and added the incense to the incense burner.

Some time ago, the division sent a cold plum fragrance, and at this time, the elegant plum fragrance floated away, filling the hall, making people feel like they were in a plum garden.

"But, why did Concubine Xian return the gift with a piece of wood?"

Shen Yan turned the teacup in his hand, heard Xiaoxing's question, chuckled, and laughed at himself: "I probably want to say that I am a wood." ”

"If the emperor is wood, the women under the sky are all wood."

Xiaoxing said angrily, obviously angry.

Shen Yan took a sip of tea, his eyes fell on the box, and his expression was unknown.

This wood is not ordinary wood, and those who have been familiar with incense know that this is a good submerged wood, and she only saw it when she was in the other garden.

exchanged a plate of lotus cake for a piece of sinking wood, this virtuous concubine is bold.

has a good family background and generous shots, which is much more chic than her, the emperor.

suddenly got a heavy gift, if she didn't come to thank her, it would seem that she didn't know how to be polite. In the afternoon, Shen Yan got up and went to the Changle Hall where Concubine Xian was.

The central axis of the harem pattern is symmetrical, and the Changle Hall is located in the east, not far from the Qingsi Palace. She took advantage of the good afternoon sun and walked slowly to the Changle Palace.

There is a forest planted outside the hall of Changle Palace, and the branches are bare in winter, so I can't tell what kind of species it is. Outside the hall stretched a corridor, and the curtain hanging from the corridor hung with bells, and when the wind blew, the bells rang.

Standing in the corridor, the crisp bell in her ears reminded her of the wind chime corridor in Chang'an Villa.

"Standing here blowing the wind, I'm not afraid of catching a cold."

Concubine Xian stood in the hall and watched Shen Yan lose her eyes on the side of the corridor, so she called out to her.

When he entered the hall, Shen Yan found that there were several paintings hanging on the wall, all of which were peach blossom scenes, and a seven-stringed piano and a five-stringed guqin were hung on the low feet. On the table on the left is an unfinished painting.

The faint incense of agarwood, mixed with the cold wind and floral fragrance of winter, was exceptionally quiet, and Shen Yan came in from outside the hall only to feel that the tip of his nose was a cold aroma.

is so arrogant but so elegant, it is indeed the style of a daughter from a high-ranking family.

The two were about to say something, and after the virtuous concubine and maid Ah Tao made tea, she took Xiaoxing to the apse.

"Kang He is here to thank Niangniang."

"This is not necessary, this sinking wood is not just for your lotus cake."

Concubine Xian looked at her with a faint smile, meaning something.

This sinking wood is for the lotus crisp, and it is also for her to be the queen of the day. Although Shen Yan was for himself, the result was also good for Cui's.

"What are you drawing?"

Talking to smart people happily, Shen Yan smiled lightly and nodded lightly, which was regarded as accepting her kindness, his eyes fell on the painting behind him, and he asked.

When Concubine Xian heard this, her eyes were heavy, and she stretched her sleeves to lead her to the painting.

In the painting is a peach paradise scene, full of scorching peach blossoms, which is not in line with the light temperament of the virtuous concubine.

But unlike the peach blossom scenery hanging on the wall, when you look closely, there is a long corridor faintly in the peach forest, which seems to spread from one end to the sky.

Shen Yan's eyes suddenly froze.

This is, the Wind Chimes Promenade?

Thinking of the wind chimes in the corridor outside the Changle Palace, Shen Yan felt that he was not too sensitive, but it was just a corridor with wind chimes hung.

Concubine Xian is a concubine, how can she have anything to do with Wang Huanzhi? Xu Yes both of them thought it was fun to hang wind chimes in the corridor.

Concubine Xian looked at the peach blossoms and the corridor in the painting, her eyebrows frowned slightly, her fingers hovered on the painting, and said lightly: "The scenery in the painting is what I think but I can't reach...... Can Kang and understand it? ”

"Niangniang's words are profound, Kang He doesn't understand it very well."

Shen Yan replied with a smile, with a sincere expression.

She didn't know if the former Kang He Emperor Ji had any entanglements with Concubine Xian, and she didn't dare to extend the topic to the direction of talking about her heart and mind.

A person's face and body can change, but the thinking soul remains the same.

Shen Yan's soul was born different from the previous Kanghe.

"Well, what are you doing with this?"

Concubine Xian looked at Shen Yan with an inexplicable smile, and said softly: "This palace heard that Your Majesty is going to choose a husband for you, do you have a favorite person?" ”

"Where did this come from, the imperial brother did not choose a husband for me, he has lived in the deep palace for a long time, where is there someone I like in Kanghe."

Shen Yan always felt that Concubine Xian's smile was faint, but it was full of thousands of words.

In the face of her, she did not dare to relax at all.

In this deep palace, Concubine Xian's eyes and smile were too sincere. It's like another Shen Yan. smiled sincerely, but held a dagger in his heart.

Concubine Xian sighed, no longer continued to ask, just took off the five-string guqin on the wall and put it on the table, knelt in front of the collapse, and played it with her bare hands, making an ancient sound.

Before she entered the palace, she was considered to be full of talent, but now she can only play the piano in the deep palace to comfort her heart.

The earliest guqin was originally a five-stringed guqin, but two were added later to become a seven-string. The score of the five-string guqin is rare in the world, and it is even more rare to learn a first-hand ancient song.

Although Shen Yan didn't understand, she could also feel the waves on different surfaces from the sound of her piano.

Concubine Xian's cold face has the charm left by the years, her every move is full of charm, and there is a trace of sorrow between her eyebrows and eyes, which is a different kind of amorous beauty.