Chapter Twenty-Five: The Lotus Leaf is Infinitely Blue

Chen Qingqing got the letter, and he didn't close his eyes all night with excitement. The fourth master lived in the Old Summer Palace for three or four months, but fortunately, he was going to take everyone back to his house before noon today.

didn't follow, it wasn't Chen Qingqing's intention. Instead, the fourth master praised her for being safe, and said that she was left in the house. In fact, it's not that the fourth master can't be seen, so he doesn't have to take her to the eyes.

Like a mirror in his heart, Chen Qingqing was not annoyed. The yard is so big, there are always eye-catching flowers. But those who are not famous products are also living well! Who can be sure that when the fourth master is not tired, he is tired of seeing those crooked ones, and he may be able to see her unpretentious.

According to Chen Qingqing's instructions, Yunlan carefully cleaned Wang Fuzai overnight, down to the flower decorations inside and outside the rooms of each person in the mansion. After finishing his work, Chen Gege came to the backyard to take a look. Thinking that there was nothing wrong, Yunlan happily stepped forward to ask for credit, and said with a smile: "Gege, what should be sorted out, the slaves and maids have personally checked it, the storage is spotless, and the old things are also wiped new." Let's take a look and see if you're satisfied. ”

Chen Qingqing nodded, followed the pebble path, and looked around, the newly added flowers were really delicate and eye-catching, fragrant and fragrant, making people feel more comfortable. "What flowers have been added to the room of Fu Jin and the two side Fu Jin?"

"There are two pots of peonies in the Fujin room, both of which are famous products of Wei Zi and Yao Huang. Gaofang Fujin has always liked the rich fragrance of flowers, and the slave maid chose two pots of osmanthus. The fur of the Ulanara side liked the bright flowers, and the slave maid put the newly blooming pomegranate flowers in her room, and she liked it for a while. The more Yunlan said and smiled, the stronger she became, and she didn't notice that Chen Gege's face was cold, and she thought that maybe Gege would give her some rewards as soon as she was happy.

"Wrong." Chen Qingqing looked at Yun Lan who was carried away, and couldn't bear it, so he reprimanded: "If the two side Fujin see it like this, there may be a lot of suspicion." ”

"Gege, why is that? In the past, the two side Fujin also arranged flowers like this, and the slave maid also asked the gardener in the yard! Yunlan didn't know why, his face turned slightly pale, as if he didn't believe Chen Qingqing's words.

"When you come, you'll say it's the same thing. Second, they choose their own flowers, so they can naturally put anything on it. Now you are in charge of Bengege, and if you are a little negligent, the blame will not be placed on my head. Chen Qingqing's expression was serious, and he was dissatisfied: "The letter from the Old Summer Palace said that Fucha Gege's death involved the three Fujin in the mansion. The fourth master has the heart to defend it, and he is no longer ready to pursue it, and the funeral is also hastily, and the coffin is still in her own room. seems unfortunate, but the person who died unfortunately is the eldest brother's mother-in-law. You decorate the house with flowers and celebrations, do you want the fourth master to blame me for being heartless, or do you want the eldest brother to resent me and gloat? ”

"The slave knows it's wrong." Yunlan only promised: "The slave maid thought that Fucha Gege's courtyard was just a little more elegant, but I didn't expect this layer in the depths." What's more, the emperor is in poor health, and the prince is not allowed to be filial piety in the house, so ......"

Chen Qingqing glanced at Yunlan fiercely, and rebuked as if he hated that iron could not become steel: "Shut up, it's getting more and more out of shape." Quickly replaced the flowers, and replaced them with jasmine, which was elegant and fragrant, but it was finally not eye-catching. ”

"Got it, Gege." Yunlan didn't dare to be smart anymore, and wanted to retreat stupidly.

"Wait, that pomegranate flower is not a seasonal thing, it's rare not to say, the intention is good, you choose two good-looking pots, and put them in an inconspicuous place in the Fujin room on the high side."

Yun Lan nodded and retreated obediently.

Chen Qingqing sighed leisurely and said to himself: "Pu'er tea is bad for the Fujin on the Wulanala side, and in the future, the courtyard of the Fujin on the high side of this mansion will be the warmest, and it will naturally bloom well." ”

Looking at Yunlan's distant back, Zhilan beside him regretted: "She also did something bad with good intentions, why should Gege be so angry." ”

Chen Qingqing touched his earlobe, smiled lightly, and groaned: "Now you will call me Gege, but don't forget, when I first entered the mansion, I was just a concubine." I'm afraid the fourth master can't even remember my name. It is true that my father is an official of the imperial court, but he has been bound by the identity of the Han people. ”

With a faint sigh, Chen Qingqing didn't know how to express his sadness, and smiled to himself: "I also have self-knowledge, and when it comes to appearance, I am extremely ordinary." Neither family background nor appearance can help me live safely, and the only thing I rely on is only a more cautious and meticulous 'mind' than others. A cold light flashed in his eyes, Chen Qingqing stared at Zhilan in front of him, and said heavily: "Before the grace is in your hands, only caution can save your life." There can be no mistakes. ”

Zhilan nodded convincingly, and said firmly: "Gege rest assured, no matter how difficult this road is, the slave and maid will do their best to share your worries." ”

Chen Qingqing smiled back at her: "Let's go, let's take a look around, we must be in place to be at ease." ”

"Yes." Zhilan held her hand and walked slowly on the pebble-paved path, only to feel the pain in the soles of her feet.

When they arrived at the palace, it was the hottest day of the day and the most poisonous. Although sitting in the carriage, separated by a thick curtain, and occasionally the wind slowly poured in, Lan Xin still felt unbearably hot. Thinking about it this way, Hongli, who galloped under the scorching sun, was not hotter and more tired, and he couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

After getting out of the car, Lan Xin called Jinlan to come closer: "You go to the kitchen and tell them to boil a big pot of mung bean soup, and send some to each room, it is the best way to escape the heat." ”

When Chen Qingqing heard this, he hurriedly greeted him, first blessed Hongli, and said softly: "Fourth master, you are back." He hurriedly blessed Lan Xin: "The mung bean soup has been boiled, and the concubine will let people serve it, please ask the fourth master and Fu Jin to use some in the hall." ”

Hongli bowed slightly, glanced at Yonghuang beside Lan Xin, and said with his eyebrows locked: "It's okay." “

Suo Nao, Luo Yitong and Zhang Erxiang are both concubines in the palace, and they stayed in the palace with Chen Qingqing. Seeing Hongli come back at this time, the two of them were overjoyed, but because of their identity, no one could speak at will. Standing behind Chen Qingqing reluctantly, he frequently sent affection to Hongli.

It's a pity that Hongli was intoxicated with his own heart and didn't see the hard work of the two.

Panyu saw it clearly, and there was a trace of disgust in his heart. She opened her mouth to say something, but closed sensitively. If she is in this situation, can she still casually accuse others as before? If she speaks, Hongli's face will be gloomy.

gasped, Panyu didn't want to annoy the fourth master anymore, so he only said to Lan Xin: "Fujin, the concubine may have suffered from heat stroke, and she felt a lot of discomfort, so she went back to the room first." ”

Lan Xin nodded: "It's okay." Later, someone will have lunch delivered to your room and have a good rest. ”

Hongli didn't look at Panyu, didn't even want to hear her voice, only smiled at Gao Lingxi. In fact, people are sometimes so strange, the closer the person, the more sincere the love, maybe it is because of the concern that the slightest mistake cannot be tolerated. However, at that time, Hongli didn't realize this, he just resisted the pot of Pu'er, which she Wulanala Panyu personally served in front of him.

Zhilan saw this scene as she wished, and her heart rolled slightly with the warmth that had been stirring for a long time. Wulanara side Fujin, finally has a day of being alienated and ignored. If she had stayed in the past, would she have expected this? And I just used a cup of tea, and I did it easily, which was really exciting.

Naturally, everyone flocked to Hongli to the hall, and no one saw Zhilan's pride. Walking behind Fujin, Side Fujin, and all the personalities, Zhilan's heart suddenly sank again, because of the loss and because of her embarrassing identity. But she didn't regret saying all this, Fu Jin knew better, she didn't have to hide it from now on, she could blatantly admire the prince.

Anyone can order her to do anything she is reluctant to, but no one can stop her heart from loving someone she truly loves......

Xiao Feng came over quietly, and his shoulder was almost on Zhilan's shoulder. didn't care so much, he said eagerly: "Fang Fujin has already found out that the tea was deliberately framed by you." Reminder, Xiao Feng kept up with everyone's pace casually, and never looked back at Zhilan again.

"Yes!" Zhilan said softly: "That's good." The more people are restless, the more interesting the life in the house becomes. ”

After drinking the mung bean soup, everyone went back to their rooms.

Hongli stopped Lan Xin and Yonghuang and went to the mourning hall of Fucha to find geese together.

The mourning hall is located in the small courtyard where Fucha Xunyan used to be, and the door of the courtyard is tightly locked. The little maid saw that the prince and Fujin were coming, so he slowly pushed open the heavy door.

After a squeak, the two different scenery inside and outside the door really made people's hearts sink.

The small courtyard was even more desolate because there was no owner. The maids who knelt on the ground, all crying pear blossoms brought rain. Flying all over the sky were pale yellow paper money, and ash that burned white or black. The yellow smoke rising in the air was very choking. All of this is sad, and Fucha Xunyan went like this.

What surprised Lan Xin was that Yonghuang didn't cry this time. He let go of Lan Xin's hand and walked towards the mourning hall step by step, towards her mother's coffin.

Hongli didn't speak, but told Yonghuang in his heart that the coffin had been nailed firmly, even if he flew over, he couldn't see your mother's face after all. For a long time, Hongli said hoarsely to Lan Xin: "Huang Ama is afraid that he won't be able to support it for long." At present, only Concubine Xi's mind is unclear, whether it is this king or Hongday. ”