These words made the empty words of hope suddenly gassed hope, and there seemed to be many dense little insects in my heart, itchy and uncomfortable. "Queen Mother, do you mean ......?"

"In the eyes of the mourning family, you are more suitable to be a queen than the Fucha clan." The Queen Mother did not shy away from it: "What is lacking is just timing." On the blue brick ground under the eaves of the palace, there are traces of dripping water through the stone for many years, so light and light a drop of water can also become a sharp weapon that is not strong, not to mention the sharp and invisible human heart. ”

Panyu's heart was painful, and he unconsciously tightened into a ball. The Queen Mother's words are good, instead of going against the queen again and again and annoying the emperor, it is better to accumulate strength, hide the sharpness in the invisible softness, surprise it, and win in one fell swoop. Suddenly brightened up, Panyu made up his mind, and finally knelt in front of the Queen Mother obediently.

"The concubines are dull, and they have a lot of support from the Queen Mother, and now they have a clear plan in their hearts, I just hope that the Queen Mother will not dislike the concubines for being stupid and can give more guidance." Panyu didn't want to say more polite words, so she said with a calm and worried face: "The concubine must obey the orders of the queen mother, only in this way can she get her wish." ”

"It's good that you can understand, if you can understand the words of the mourning family, you still have some understanding." The Queen Mother gathered her temples and sighed mournfully: "The first emperor went early, and the mourning family didn't have the heart to dress up themselves, but didn't the mourning family say that you are still young, you can't even dress up your heart, right?" Look at your clothes today, they are too plain, and they are sad to look at. ”

Panyu originally wanted to wear a lake blue flag suit, but the clear and pure color looked a little delicate, so she chose a royal blue wavy flag costume to wear. So as not to be red and pink all day long, you can always collide with Wei Changzai, right? When it comes to being delicate and young, she is not Wei Changzai's opponent.

What's more, old love and new love, how can a man not be greedy for freshness, and I'm afraid I can't talk about old love for a long time. "The concubine knows." Panyu didn't dare to say the inferiority complex in his heart, but forced a smile: "I originally thought that this color was calm and I wore it, but I didn't want to lose the magnificent color, thank you Queen Mother for mentioning it." ”

There was no solemnity and gloom on her face, and the Queen Mother smiled, kind and kind: "The mourning family itself can't dress up, but looking at you all pink and greasy, your elegant face is also comfortable." You always say that the mourning family reminds you, but in fact, the mourning family is an old woman with one foot in the coffin, what can I mention to you. It's just that relying on the old and selling the old, the mourning family has seen more than you. ”

After pondering for a while, the Queen Mother continued: "Come on, since I have said so much, then the mourning family might as well say another word." Duo Lan is the person next to you, and she was once the person next to the queen. Whether you use it or not, it's always awkward. It's better to think of some reason, break this line early, and then you will be clean, and the queen will be clean. ”

That is, let yourself break off Duolan...... Panyu didn't dare to think in her heart, although she was the queen's person, she wanted to come over herself. After so many years, she has finally been diligent in everything and has not planned anything for herself. Even if there were, it was something that the queen ordered, and as a minion, she couldn't help but do it. "The Queen Mother can rest assured, the concubines will definitely deal with this matter as soon as possible."

Although she agreed to the Queen Mother like this, Panyu still couldn't give up. When I returned to Chengqian Palace from Cining Palace, the small clothes I was wearing were already soaked, and the front and back were close to my skin, which was stuffy and unspeakably uncomfortable.

Xiao Gong brought the sweet soup of white fungus, put it aside and wanted to retreat.

Panyu glanced at it and asked softly, "Why don't you see Duolan?" ”

"Back to Concubine Xian's words, Aunt Duolan went to prepare fragrant soup, and after using the sweet soup for a while, she could move to the side room to bathe."

This is Duolan's thoughts, refreshing and satisfying. Panyu nodded slightly, and seeing that the little palace maid was still standing in place, she had to order softly: "Okay, you go down." ”

Glancing at the white fungus sweet soup on the table, Panyu didn't know how uncomfortable it was, and called "Duolan" softly in his mouth, and then didn't make a sound.

Jinlan walked in slowly with a bowl of porridge in his hand, and carefully rested it in the queen's hand: "Niangniang, although Imperial Doctor Cao persuaded you not to eat greasy food during the medicine, but the porridge and side dishes are too light, and it is not enough nourishment after all, otherwise the slave maid will stew some bird's nest for Niangniang?" ”

"Don't bother." Lan Xin didn't think the porridge was simple: "Although this porridge is a clear porridge, it is boiled viscous and stomachy, plus the refreshing side dishes, the palace can eat at least two bowls, which is enough." "In fact, Lan Xin can rarely eat so simply, although he has always advocated frugality, but after all, he is in the palace, and the rules set by his ancestors cannot be spent.

The queen's usual meal, no matter how bad it is, is still thirty-six dishes, which can be reduced into a bowl of porridge, and a few dishes are really a luxury.

"Then the slave maid will bring another bowl to cool it." Jin Lan could hear that the queen was in a good mood, and she couldn't help but relax with her.

"Add a bowl to me, I'm a little hungry too." Hongli's voice was magnetic, low but full of joy. "It's been a long time since I've eaten the side dishes of Biju, and I happened to meet it, so I should be able to satisfy my cravings."

Lan Xin was slightly uncomfortable, got up and saluted, and hurriedly said: "The emperor came to Changchun Palace for lunch, and he didn't let the servants know." The concubines only prepared clear porridge, and even the lunch in the imperial dining room was not passed on, wouldn't it snub the emperor. ”

"Between you and me, where is there such a separation?" Hongli grabbed Lan Xin's hand, and smiled brightly: "Didn't I say it, I was thinking about the taste of Biju's crispy side dishes, and I just came to you to satisfy my hunger." ”

"Eh, the slave will go." Jinlan agreed very crisply, and retreated happily.

Lan Xin looked at her happy look, just frowned and shook her head: "This girl, there are more and more rules." ”

Hongli didn't think so, still smiling brightly, and said warmly: "I just like Jinlan's straightforwardness, everything is written on my face." I also like to be like this, as if I am no longer a high king, but your husband, with you, there are not so many rules, and there are not so many rules.

Whether it is a variety of delicacies or coarse tea and light rice, as long as you can use them together, it is the best taste. Lan Xin, I haven't seen you for a day, and I suddenly felt a little flustered, so I got off the court, hurriedly finished dealing with political affairs, and couldn't wait to come. Where can I still care about calling the minions to pass it on, I can't wait to fly into this Changchun Palace all of a sudden. ”

Amused by Hongli's slightly immature appearance, Lan Xin rolled his eyes slightly, shook his head and said: "If you don't see each other for a day, it's like every other autumn, but the emperor only went to court from Changchun Palace in the morning, I'm afraid it won't even be half a day." ”

"Huh." Hongli smiled lightly and nodded a little embarrassed: "Yes, it's not half a day, but why do I feel like I'm looking forward to it?" ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, and finally fell silent, as if at this time, whether it is warm or delicate, it is not something that can be outlined in a few words. It's all in plain sight!

"Niangniang, the fragrant soup is ready, and the slave maid serves you to bathe and change clothes, right?" Duo Lan knew that Concubine Xian didn't like to wear wet clothes, so as long as her body was sticky and uncomfortable, she had to bathe at any time, not until nightfall. Glancing at the sweet white fungus soup on the table, Duo Lan frowned and said, "Don't you like this soup?" Is the small kitchen not cooked well? After serving the mother and bathing for a while, the slave and maid will cook it herself. ”

Panyu glanced at her, and then looked at the bowl of sweet soup: "It's not that it tastes bad, and it may not be as good as your craftsmanship, but this palace doesn't drink it because I want to leave it for you to drink." You have always served this palace with great hospitality, and it is not inappropriate for you to be rewarded. You drink it. ”

Duo Lan's brows tightened, and then she smiled: "Thank you for the gift of Concubine Xian." ”

"Gifts?" Panyu's tone was slightly cold: "It's just a bowl of soup, where can we talk about gifts." What's more, don't you also appreciate the meals that can't be eaten in the palace, the satin that you can't wear, and the palace flowers that can't be used up? Where it is a gift, it is just a waste of throwing it away, and then it is used to send you away. You don't need to be grateful to Hongu. ”

The thorny words came in from Duolan's ears and came out of her ears, just a sentence, and there was no weight in the end, and it couldn't mess with Duolan's heart. "As a slave, everything that the master rewards is a gift, which Duolan always remembers in his heart and never dares to forget. It is the duty of a slave to be grateful to the master, and it is also the mind that a slave and maid should have. ”

"It's good to hear, but it's not easy to do." Pan Yu's face did not change, and a little distrust flashed in his cold eyes: "This palace doesn't know who the master in your mouth is." Empress or Hongu? Of course, as a slave, the only real masters in the Forbidden City are the emperor and queen mother, although you serve the palace, you also have to be loyal to others. ”

Duo Lan knew that her identity was like this, no matter what she did, Concubine Xian would not trust her. It's just that she doesn't understand that the former concubine was not like this. Why has everything changed now? "Niangniang, the slave maid's heart for the mother can be seen by the sun and the moon, the slave and the maid only ask the mother, don't be confused by the illusion."

Panyu glanced at her coldly, and didn't say anything for a long time.

Duo Lan picked up the white fungus sweet soup in both hands and carefully held it in front of him. That feeling, as if holding one's own life, is both cherished and heavy. "The slave and maid don't serve their mothers for a long time, but there are always a few years. When serving Niangniang, the slave and maid only regard Niangniang as their own master, and nothing else. In the past few years, it is the blessing of the slave to be able to serve by the mother's side, and the slave can not serve the mother in the future, so she only asks the mother to take good care of herself. ”

After saying that, Duo Lan reluctantly glanced at Concubine Xian, and poured the white fungus soup down with a tilt of her neck.