To say that the most capricious in the palace has always been the only Princess Ruan Shiyue of Zhaoyang and Princess Yu Xinling of Zhaoran.

On weekdays, all princes under the age of sixteen come to the queen Su to ask for peace before going to school, and His Royal Highness the prince, the third prince and the fourth prince who need to go to the early dynasty will also come to the queen to ask for peace as soon as they retreat from the court. Only Yu Xinling and Ruan Shiyue slept until they woke up naturally, and only when they had eaten and drunk enough did they remember to say hello to the empress, and they would not be condemned by Emperor Sheng (Emperor Luanyang).

No, the two who went to Fengluan Palace to ask for peace after lunch coaxed the queen to be happy again......

Zhaoyang looked at the chic sachet that was circling around his fingers, and his face was unconcealably happy, "I'm going to Jinghe Palace to visit my mother, do you want to go with me?" ”

Yu Xinling shook her head, "I haven't seen you for three years, you can talk to the concubine." ”

"Sister Zhaoran—"

When he walked to the Imperial Garden, Ruan Shiqiong's soft and glutinous voice suddenly came from behind him. Yu Xinling turned around, just being pounced on by him.

"Sister Zhaoran, Sister Zhaoran, there is a brother who likes to wear Tsing Yi as much as you asked me to bring you this thing." Ruan Shiqiong raised the small bag behind her back, took out a light box from the bag, and raised her head to invite credit, "Look, it's such a beautiful box." ”

Yu Xinling half-squatted down and scratched the tip of his nose, "Does Qiong'er like this box?" ”

Ruan Shiqiong couldn't stop nodding, her eyes sparkling with anticrisy.

"Then when I go back and open it, take out the contents and give you the box, okay?" After that, he led Ruan Shiqiong, who was excited, all the way back to the Autumn Palace.

"Uh-" Well, there was only a chic cyan waist seal in such a beautiful box, and I remembered that Ying Feng said that a box of things was sent from the Xijun Fifth Hall yesterday, and the box seemed to be similar to this, so I found it.

If it is really the same series of boxes, only a carved Lingshuang Aomei, a carved Qiu Ju Yingshuang, as for the carving on the box surface, it seems to be different from the surrounding patterns.

There was light in Ruan Shimu's eyes, shaking Yu Xinling's arm and shouting at my sister I want it. Yu Xinling was helpless, and opened the box yesterday, which turned out to be a set of green glass inlaid silver jewelry, light and pitiful, full of aura, but it made people nervous.

"Okay, let's collect the box for Qiong'er."

Ruan Shiqiong held the box and nodded, patted her little chest and said seriously, "Sister, don't worry, I will store it well." After a pause, he added, "That brother said that every day every day, I will go to the bamboo forest in the palace garden to get good things for my sister." ”

The imperial garden is also called the palace garden, which is generally used by harem women to play and enjoy, and foreign ministers are not allowed to go without reason. The palace garden is different, there is still a distance from the harem, and it is mostly a place for the princes and military generals to relax, however, because it is in the palace, ordinary officials rarely have nothing to do to go there, in case you see something that should not be seen, isn't it......

"Oh? Why is Qiong'er so good at talking? Yu Xinling's eyes were crooked, revealing a cunning.

"How is that possible! I'm a noble prince," Ruan Shiqiong raised his head with a proud face, "It was that brother who promised that as long as he helped him give him gifts every day, he would bring me good things that were not the same every day, and this prince saw that he was pitiful, so he reluctantly helped." ”

"Yes," Yu Xinling leaned over, pinched Ruan Shiqiong's fleshy little face, and said with a smile, "No wonder Qiong'er has a sweet smell of peach blossoms, but people gave you peach blossoms?" ”

"I ...... I'm not, I rarely touch the sweetness made by those small vendors outside the palace. Ruan Shiqiong's mouth pursed slightly, "This prince is just a fresh." ”

Yu Xinling laughed and teased him for a while, and when she saw that the sun shadow was skewed, it should be the beginning of Shen Shichu, so she called Ying Xue to prepare some refreshments, Ruan Shiqiong was reluctant to leave, and wrote something seriously on the desk with rice paper, and occasionally a bite of pastry was a handful of pastries......

Yu Xinling reclined on the beauty bed, closed her eyes and thought carefully, since she saw Wen Qiye that day, her nightmare has also changed, what she dreamed of was no longer a bloody face, but slowly turned into Wen Qiye's appearance, the overlapping figures of these two people were surprisingly just right, but those dreams, like a memory, did not seem to belong to her. She has lived in this deep palace since she was a child, and her father would send her a letter for a long time, or tell her some ways of life, or a few words, but never come to see her. What does a father look like? I don't know, I can't remember what my father was like, and I can't remember where her home is located...... Where are those places in dreams? She's never been before!