Chapter Twenty-Seven: True or Drama?
"Pick the bamboo, that girl...... Suddenly? The door of Fengyi's palace was closed, and Fu Yunrong held the jade in his hand, listening to Yunyi's hurried words. The imperial concubine sent people to torture people every day," Yun Yi was indignant, "When the prison guard came to report, he said that he was in an unsightly state. ”
"Jiang Fei...... Jiang Yu ......" The queen raised her head and smiled, and drank the wine.
Yun Yi was a little frightened when she saw the queen's appearance, and Nuo Nuo asked, "Isn't Niangniang just letting that imperial concubine go on like this?" ”
"This palace should prepare well and give her a few big gifts," Fu Yunrong stood up with the flowing Minghua brocade robe, walked to the palace door step by step, pushed it open suddenly, and raised his eyes to the sky, "Look, this backyard is about to change." ”
Fu Yunrong straightened the flower on his updo, and Yan smiled burningly, which couldn't help but make Yun Yi shiver.
Like Jiang Wei, what would you do if you knew that it was the man who doted on you the most who pulled you into the fight you hated and disdained the most?
Nine years of glorious pampering, enjoying the world's rich treasures, can you be spoiled?
The palace uses the coffin of agarwood, the mourning clothes of Yunjin, the pearl as the lamp, and the gold and silver as the ground, can you be buried?
In the Qianyun Palace, Sikong Ying grabbed a silk handkerchief from the table at will to hide his face, stopped the tears from falling, and left a pair of red and swollen round eyes carrying water to look at people.
Jiao'er on the side looked at her eyes, and stepped forward and bowed at the right time: "Queen Mother, princess...... Our noble concubine has never suffered this kind of grievance, and the imperial concubine is also too deceitful. ”
Fu Yunrong's lips made the teeth lock red, Cuiyun Luo hairpin, and said to her in a reassuring tone: "The imperial doctor has seen it, it's not a big deal, it's just that you are pampered, and the wound looks red." ”
Sikong Ying's mouth was still slightly undulating at this time, and she was busy choking, and when she looked at the queen, her body trembled, and the light under her eyes was well hidden, and she took a few breaths before she spoke in a dumb voice.
"The concubine just said that the imperial concubine was too luxurious and arrogant, and she was punished by her for throwing a cup and kneeling, and the palace people in the palace saw it, and the concubine lost face."
Fu Yunrong's eyes were shining, and her eyebrows were narrow: "She still has this temperament, the emperor is favored, what can she do." ”
Sikong Ying bit her lower lip lightly, signaling Jiao'er to take the maids out, Fu Yunrong waved his hand, and the jade on his wrist swayed soundly, Yun Yi also understood, half a sound, only the two of them remained.
"Although you came here with your relatives, you are still a princess in the end, and you have not suffered this kind of grievance, which is pitiful." Fu Yunrong summoned her to step forward, Sikong Yingxing's eyes were half-drooping and knelt obediently in front of Fu Yunrong, the wound on her knee was painful, Fu Yunrong's fingertips tapped a tear in the corner of her eye, and the long armor inadvertently crossed her sideburns.
"Queen Mother," Sikong Ying stared at the gorgeous embroidery on the toe of the person in front of her, and then raised her beautiful face to look at her, as if she was suing for injustice, "The concubine knows that she is a loser and her relatives will be looked down upon, but the imperial concubine is too arrogant and excessive, you have to be the master of the concubine." ”
Fu Yunrong rubbed his eyebrows with his elbows, his teeth touched up and down very lightly, and the tail note was very long: "That...... It's up to you. ”
Sikong Ying palmed his hands into a fist under his sleeves, bowed his head and saluted with a respectful appearance, and his face was hidden in the shadows when he was backlit, hiding irony.
"Yes."
The golden crow falls in the east, and the bright moon rises in the west. , the red lanterns are lit up in turn, the three-foot streamer cloth is decorated with thousands of stars, the world is like a wild, a cup of sunset is exhausted, and the sunset halo is smeared as rouge.
Jiao'er greeted Fu Yunrong away, and when she turned around, she saw that Sikong Yingnen was not eating Kodan, touching the book, and not looking at the gifts sent by the queen.
Jiao'er opened the curtain to make the green, took a small pestle and pounded the petals, the dark fragrance was full of snow, and the red piece was like rouge flying red. The small plate of black gold lacquer will hold a small plate, pull two coins of cinnabar and grind it finely, and put it on her knees, thinking.
"Princess, why are you ...... Do you want to be like this to the queen? ”
She has been with Sikong Ying for decades, and she has never seen her be wronged because of these things, and it is the first time she has seen her cry and red nose because of something other than Xie Shizi.
Her princess has never been of this nature.
"Just do what I say." Sikong Ying turned his head to look at the person kneeling beside him, picked up the flower branches that had fallen all his delicate bodies, and presented them in his hands, so that he could hold incense and ask for responsibility, "This incense is good, you quietly send someone to take some to Changle Palace at night, don't be seen." ”
Jiao'er heard the voice and handed it over, and there was a trace of her heart in her words, and she was puzzled: "Princess......"
"Send a message to the imperial concubine, she wants this palace to do it, and this palace has already caught up with the queen." Sikong Ying bent down to look at her with her elbows, and knocked on the case with two fingers, "Let her, but don't forget to promise Bengong's words." ”