When I returned to the Northeast Institute, it was not early or late, but it was before noon. Stepping on the road of Ziwei Shrine and looking at Ziwei Shrine with my own eyes, it is also much more cordial than what I saw in the sedan chair yesterday. Pavilions and pavilions, carved beams and painted columns, red wall bead curtains, are countless rich and graceful. The high house is huge, the eaves are in the clouds, and the royal atmosphere is everywhere.

Stepping to Chu Lixuan, pushing the door with his hand, I saw Qi Qiuli leaning over her bed in a close-fitting middle coat, sobbing with her back.

Wanying walked to her side hesitantly, hesitantly pulled up the quilt next to her and put it on her, the moment her fingers touched her, she felt extremely cold, thinking that she had just come back from outside, and the cold on her body had not yet faded. Pull open Qi Qiuli's quilt and cover her.

Qi Qiuli noticed that Wanying was back, and her crying voice was a little higher than that of Fang Cai.

Wanying thought about her father's many words before leaving, and sat down on her bed without saying a word. Just silently watched without saying a word.

For a long time, Qi Qiuli stopped sobbing, bounced up from the bed all of a sudden, rubbed her face with makeup that had already been unrecognizable, and asked coquettishly and foolishly on the one hand: "Look at people crying, why don't you even say a word?" ”

"What's wrong with you?" Although they only lived together for one day, Wanying intuitively felt that Qi Qiuli was not a bad person, it was nothing more than a lower family background, and the two were a little incompatible, and there was nothing else.

If you don't ask, it's enough, and when you ask her, who was already wronged, she is even more out of control. I continued to cry even harder. Wanying hesitated, moved to Qi Qiuli's side, wiped her nose for her, and wiped her tears.

This wipe simply tore apart Qi Qiuli's scar, no matter whether Wanying heard it or not, she cried and said: "I entered the palace on the first day, just to celebrate, in our hometown Taiyuan, even if I got married yesterday, I wore a red dress, I wanted to please myself and have a scene." I hope that I will be safe and smooth in the future. How did I know that Concubine Lu's nurse died yesterday? ”

I see. Wanying thought about it again, when she got up in the morning to dress up, Qi Qiuli was dressed in a pink and delicate palace dress, with a jasper-colored purse hanging from her waist. Wearing red and green like this, even if Concubine Lu's nurse does not die, it is indeed a bit piercing in the eyes of Concubine Lu. Originally, she wanted to remind her kindly, but Qi Qiuli couldn't listen to it at all. I didn't speak. Who would have thought that something would happen.

Thinking of this, Wanying suddenly thanked her mother for her foresight in her heart, and thanked her mother for teaching herself these trivial contests of women long before she entered the palace.

Qi Qiuli only cared about her own sadness, and said: "Niangniang didn't say anything, a grandmother next to her was so fierce that she asked the palace maid to peel off my clothes directly, and punished me to kneel outside the gate of Niangniang's palace to repent." ”

'There must be a father and a son', this sentence should be used on Concubine Lu Niangniang' should be 'there is a master and a slave', if Concubine Lu is a kind person, how can she let her people fly? Most of them shake their own feather fans and watch the minions charge into battle. Wanying sighed, can she be an ordinary man in the Ziwei Divine Palace?

"You're not going to get up in the morning and fall on your knees all the way now, are you?" Wanying asked.

"Before lunch, the little eunuch came to spread the word, saying that the emperor would come to Dongzhao Palace to gossip with the mother after dinner. That's why the mothers sent me up. Qi Qiuli said this, and the sobbing sound became even more ruthless.

Wanying pressed the quilt to her, put her index finger on her mouth, and softly: "Shhhhh

Qi Qiuli also seemed to hold back her cry as if she was afraid, and looked around.

"I knew this was the case, it was better to stay in Taiyuan, I thought I could add some lintels to the house, but looking at today's situation, the palace is much more dangerous than I imagined."

"I don't want to think so much, didn't Niang Niang say anything about you?" When she said this, even Wanying herself didn't believe it, so her heart was half cold. Niangniang didn't say anything, but if Niangniang was a bodhisattva-hearted person, how could she bear to let a hairy girl kneel in her middle coat for a long time in the cold wind. What's more, she didn't have the intention to collide with her mother. Thinking of this, I can't help but feel that half of my heart is also cold. The whole heart is cold inside and out.

"If it weren't for the fear that the emperor would not look good, Niangniang would still refuse to call me up." Qi Qiuli is also a crystal clear person, and some things can still be understood.

"Concubine Lu is probably a noble person, and I don't know what I forgot about you, don't think nonsense." Wanying comforted her, but she couldn't even convince herself.

"Today's shame will never be forgotten. I will remember this Concubine Lu well. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, how can you pronounce such foolish words?"

Qi Qiuli looked at Wanying meaningfully and said, "I know that you are not a person with a long tongue, let alone a gentleman in front of people and a villain after people. ”

"How so?"

"Intuition."

"Thank you."

"You don't have to thank me, it's Concubine Lu who should thank me!" Qi Qiuli said.

When Qi Qiuli said this, even Wanying was inexplicable.

"What do you mean by that?"

"The emperor hasn't stepped on the Dongzhao Palace for more than half a year, as soon as I enter the palace, how can the emperor come? Do you think Concubine Lu has to thank me? After saying that, he burst into tears and laughed.

These words made Concubine Lu very unbearable, and Qi Qiuli's humiliation was also vented. Wan Ying also pretended to smile helplessly and said, "I see." ”

The girl's sadness came quickly, and she walked even more hurriedly, and Qi Qiuli's sadness quickly calmed down.

"Yesterday, I should have thought that this Concubine Lu is not easy to get along with. Came and went and forgot about it? ”

"Yesterday? We just came here yesterday! Wanying said.

"You don't know, I was looking for food for you last night, and when I found the kitchen, I happened to meet the little eunuch with a rotten cup and a rotten bowl, saying that Concubine Lu smashed it herself."

The first time Wanying heard this, she was not very interested, and Gu did not answer.

"I figured it out, this Concubine Lu wanted the emperor to think about it, so she smashed the dishes. Definitely. ”

Wanying had no intention of chewing her tongue with Qi Qiuli, and pushed out Gong, cutting off the topic of Qi Qiuli.

On a winter afternoon, there is no work in the palace, and the grandmothers in charge probably don't know how to gamble and eat tea in that place. Qi Qiuli took out the unfinished embroidery she had brought from her hometown.

Wanying leaned against the window, holding a copy of her own copy of the "Collection of Movements", and opened the song "Eight Voices of Ganzhou" 'Reading to go, thousands of miles of smoke and waves, the twilight is heavy and the sky is wide. Affectionate parting since ancient times, it is even more cold to the Qingqiu Festival. I can't help but cry like rain, in the past, when I read the words of parting, I always felt that the lyricist was exaggerating, but now that I am immersed in the scene, I feel that no matter how painstakingly the sentence is, I can't tell the pain of parting in my heart. 'This past year, it should be a good day and a good time, even if there are thousands of styles, let alone who to say. One sentence is to express the infinite sadness in my heart.

It is difficult to part, and the world is even more difficult. 'To the twilight rain sprinkled on the river, a wash of autumn. The gradual frost and wind are tight, the Guan River is cold, and the afterglow is the building, which is the red decay and green reduction, and the things are resting, only the water of the Yangtze River, which flows eastward without a word. I can't bear to climb high and far, look at my hometown, and it's hard to return. Sigh the traces of the coming year, what is the bitterness to drown. Thinking of a beautiful woman, looking at the makeup building, realizing a few times, and returning to the sky. Striving for knowledge and grace, leaning on the railing, is contemplative. It is precisely because of the hardships of the world that I will miss it even more, just like in front of me, when I am at home, I always look forward to when I can get out of that huge cage, and when I really come out, I find that the bitter, spicy and sweet in "Eight Sounds of Ganzhou" are properly hidden between the lines.

"My Miss Shi, what's wrong with you, you are so dignified for a while, and crying for a while." Qiu Li opened her mouth for a long time.

Wanying was a little annoyed by her, and said, "Embroider your flowers well." ”

At sunset, in the evening, the house gradually became cold, and the padded jacket draped on her body had long lost its warmth, Qiuli took a few pieces of charcoal, put a few pieces into the fire, and took the flint, and after a while, the house was warm again. She is still her front, and Wanying is still immersed in Wanying's euphemism.

There was no wind for half a day, and I stole half a day's leisure in my burnt forehead, but I was fine.