"Why don't you understand what this means?" Xu Chongyi's sleeves brushed the strings, like a continuous catkins blowing down the branches, so thin that no sound could be heard.

The shallot-like nails choose a string and pick it slightly, and the sound of the piano is very clear and pleasant. It is indeed a good piano, and after hundreds of years, it still remains as good as new, as if it was only completed yesterday.

Concubine Xian Wen shook her head: "This palace only knows that this piano is Su Zhaoyi's favorite thing. ”

"Niangniang has good eyesight," Xu Chongyi said with a smile: "This piano was given to her sister by Su Zhaoyi herself." ”

Concubine Xian's eyes were lowered, and she indifferently fiddled with her newly repaired nails. These two inches of watery and jade-like nails have been raised since she was twelve years old, and now she has been more than ten years. Her sisters, all of whom have nails, but none of them are better than her.

She compared her nails to the sun and said, "So, Su Zhaoyi intends to win over her sister?" ”

Although she asked, for Xu Chongyi, it seemed to see the sun through the clouds, and it became clear in an instant.

Xu Chongyi was still steady, silently did not answer, and only looked at Concubine Xian quietly.

Concubine Xian smiled, held Xu Chongyi's hand, and opened her palm to see. Xu Chongyi's palm texture is sparse, but it is a bit complicated.

Xu Chongyi looked at her: "Does my sister know how to read palmistry?" ”

Concubine Xian smiled and said nothing, if you look at it from the palmistry, Xu Chongyi's fate is afraid that it will not go well.

She shook her head: "That's a trick often played by beggars on the streets, and this palace doesn't believe that." ”

Xu Chongyi bit her lip and said, "That's my sister who said it wrong." ”

"However, my sister's hands are very beautiful and unforgettable." Concubine Xian's gaze slowly shifted from her hand to Xu Chongyi's face.

Xu Chongyi's appearance is not beautiful, it can only be said that her eyebrows are clear and beautiful, and she has a little posture. However, her body is extremely well-proportioned, she is a standard Jiangnan person, with long legs and a thin waist, and her back looks very graceful.

She kept pinching Xu Chongyi's hand, which made Xu Chongyi a little uncomfortable. Xu Chongyi's face was a little crimson, and she wanted to withdraw her hand in a daze.

I couldn't talk to her a little, Xu Chongyi simply stood up and rushed to Concubine Fufu: "Sister rest first, sister still has something to do, so don't bother." ”

"Slow," Concubine Xian stopped Xu Chongyi with a smile, she stretched her wrist in front of Xu Chongyi, and said, "I was supposed to send my sister, but after sitting for a long time, these two legs are a little numb, and I asked my sister to pull me." ”

Xu Chongyi's heart trembled suddenly, and she turned her gaze to Concubine Xian suspiciously. She was still smiling, and she looked light, but in those eyes, it was very complicated, as if she could speak.

Xu Chongyi slowly handed her hand over, Concubine Xian grabbed it, got up and said with a smile: "That's right, my sister will pull the palace first, and the palace will give my sister a ride." ”

Xu Chongyi pursed her lips and said tentatively: "I don't know what my sister can do for my sister?" ”

Concubine Xian Wan'er, Chong Ruixiang hooked her hand: "Go and bring the blood scripture copied by the palace." ”

A stack of blood-copied "Dafang Guangfo Huayan Sutra" uses the common Chengxintang paper in the palace, which is not unusual. It's just that the handwriting on it is copied with blood mixed with gold powder, and the color is bright red and gorgeous.

Xu Chongyi flipped through it, and this thick stack of scriptures was all copied with blood, which made people feel a little frightened. Turning to the bottom page, I realized that it was not the end of the book, but only a third of the copy.

Xu Chongyi was a little surprised, she was stunned for a long time before she said: "Niangniang is so sincere, I think the Buddha will know." ”

Concubine Wen Ran pressed on her hand: "These days, this palace has been confined to Zhaotai Palace, and I have been meditating on the Buddha and praying for the emperor, so I copied this, hoping that the Buddha can see the sincerity of the palace and bless the emperor with peace and success." ”

Xu Chongyi already knew in her heart that Concubine Xian wanted her to hand over this unfinished blood meridian to the emperor.

Concubine Xian said, her footsteps were a little fluttering, Xu Chongyi hurriedly helped her sit down, and said: "It must be my sister who blood and copies scriptures every day, and loses her body." ”

Ruixiang gritted her teeth and said: "Chongyi doesn't know, there are many taboos in copying blood meridians, my master has not slacked off for a day, and now he has boiled his good body like this, and the slave and maid are distressed when they see it." ”

Xu Chongyi took a cup of ginseng tea from Ruixiang's hand and served Concubine Xian to drink: "Sister, don't worry, your sincerity, my sister will definitely find a way to let the emperor see it." ”

She took the scriptures and turned around and walked out of Zhaotai Palace, and Concubine Xian withdrew her smile and spit out the ginseng tea that had been eaten into the spittoon.

Glancing at the table, the primeval relict was still lying quietly in the box. She was a little disgusted in her heart, this was given to Su Zhaoyi by the Tian family, and now even Su Zhaoyi doesn't want it, what's the use of her keeping it?

She nunu said, "Throw it out." ”

Throw? Ruixiang stared at her, this is a rare guqin, it would be a pity to throw it away.

"Xu Chongyi sent it over, let's throw it away like this, won't it break Xu Chongyi's face?"

She also knows that this qin is extremely precious, but no matter how precious the guqin is, can it still be more precious than the emperor's favor? If there is no emperor's favor, no matter how wonderful the sound of the piano is, no one knows it.

"What are you keeping? It's also upset to see it. Concubine Xian propped her head with one hand, leaned on the table and closed her eyes: "Bring the knife." ”

A palm-sized scimitar, cast from stainless steel, with a silver handle and a silver scabbard inlaid with several ruby rubies.

She gently pulled down the scabbard, revealing the cold light. This knife is sharpened, and it is usually used by Ruixiang to peel the fruit. She held the blade across her arm for a long time, and she couldn't get her hands down.

No matter how painful she is, she has to cut it.

After thinking about it for a long time, she finally relented and made a cut on her arm.

Beads of bean-sized blood slowly poured out of the wound and dripped down the snow-white wrist, like dew falling from the blades of grass before sunrise.

The knife was still a little heavy, and the pain made her tongue smack, Ruixiang was a little distressed, and hurriedly took a white cloth and white medicine to bandage her.

"Niangniang is so attentive to the emperor, even if the emperor is hard-hearted, I'm afraid he will be embarrassed to imprison Niangniang again." Ruixiang frowned and lightly tied a bow on her wrapped wound.

Concubine Xian threw the knife on the table, shaking off a drop of blood stuck to the blade.

"Where's the nurse?" She asked.

Ruixiang lowered her eyes slightly, and said, "The slave maid asked her to cook some tonic soup, and she is drinking it." ”

Concubine Xian snorted lightly: "These days are also embarrassing for her, cutting blood, and breastfeeding, so she should make up for it." ”

Ruixiang bit her lip, she was angry when she thought of the nurse, she was slow to do things, and she spoke like a mosquito. It's far worse than the Su Niang who used to feed the princess.

"What do you think?" Concubine Xian glanced at her.

Ruixiang came back to her senses and said, "The slave is thinking about Su Niang." ”

Concubine Xian sighed lightly: "Su Niang has already left the palace, what do you want her to do?" ”

Ruixiang flattened her mouth: "It's not that the new nurse is too stupid, every time the slave tells her to do something, she always has to say it two or three times." always looks timid, I really don't know who she pretends to be pitiful. ”

Ruixiang's words are not unreasonable, although the new nurse looks obedient, she always feels that she is not of the same heart as them. Concubine Xian frowned, copied the blood meridian and cut the blood of the nurse, if she said this, wouldn't she be guilty of defrauding the king?

"Tell her not to come to the vestibule tomorrow, but to do rough work on the back porch, and you go to the inner mansion to pick a suitable nurse to take care of the princess."

In the evening, she drank a lotus seed soup to remove the heat, changed into a tulle dress, and sat down on the bookcase behind the screen to take a nap.

The sun was setting in the west, but the air was still hot, as if living in a steamer.

At this time in previous years, the palace had already sent ice cubes to relieve the heat, but this year she was grounded, and the eunuchs in the inner palace who saw the wind and steered her left her behind.

The wind was too strong on the roof of the shed, and she was afraid of sweat on her body, so she asked Ruixiang to shake a fan to fan her. Ruixiang fanned for a while, and she felt sweaty on her body.

I heard that the emperor ordered to expand the Lantai Palace, and then change the apse of the Lantai Palace into a bathing hall, so that the concubine can play in the water in the summer and bathe in the warm soup in the winter.

Thinking like this, Ruixiang felt a little jealous in her heart. She was in a state of annoyance, and suddenly was slapped from behind, and her anger surged for a while, and she turned her head and just wanted to reprimand, but she didn't think that it was Nan Jingpei.

Her face changed suddenly, and she hurriedly knelt down: "The slave should die, I don't know the emperor has arrived." ”

Concubine Xian was taking a nap with her eyes closed, but she was suddenly awakened, and she was also busy getting up to salute. She knew that the emperor would come, but she didn't expect him to come so quickly.

The Emperor only reached out and reached for her wrist, which had just been bandaged. He stared at her for a moment, and saw that she was a little embarrassed. She smiled awkwardly and withdrew her hand back into her sleeve.

"Don't copy it again." He said.

Concubine Xian replied lightly, and said with a light smile: "Sister Xu has too many things, and the concubine is just talking to her casually." ”

Nan Jingpei sat down, took the tea offered by Ruixiang, and took a sip: "Blood menstruation hurts the body, some beliefs are good, but don't be too addicted to them." ”

Ruixiang glanced at Concubine Xian and said with a smile: "What the emperor said is that slaves and maids often persuade Niangniang like this, but Niangniang said that copying the blood scripture is to pray for the emperor, and she must not slack off for another day, otherwise she will be uneasy." I have to copy it every day, in order to copy the scriptures, the mother has not touched the meat for a long time, and she refuses to even drink the broth. ”

Nan Jingpei glanced at Concubine Xian indifferently and said, "It's rare for you to treat me so sincerely." ”

Concubine Xian sat on the sandalwood pedal at Nan Jingpei's feet and gently rested her head on his lap. She hadn't been groomed yet, and her waterfall-like hair was scattered across his knees.

"The emperor is the heaven of the concubines, and the most cherished husband of the concubines in this life. As long as it is for the good of the emperor, no matter what the concubines are asked to do, the concubines are willing. ”

Nan Jingpei stared at her jet-black hair, hesitated for a while, and stroked her sideburns.

"I have decreed that your grounding will be lifted, and you will also go out for a walk, and the hibiscus has been opening just in time these days."

Concubine Xian smiled, and a pair of jade arms slowly extended to the emperor's shoulders like water snakes: "What about today?" ”

What today? Nan Jingpei was stunned, and before he could refuse, Concubine Xian had already hugged him tightly and kissed him on the earlobe affectionately.

"The emperor doesn't want to leave, can you stay with your concubines?"