"Ah Xiang, Ah Lian, you have torn off all the red sheets on the quilts, pillows, doors, windows, tables, washbasin racks, new shoes, wardrobes and other items, and all the red sheets on the bed have been replaced with white." Wanrong drank morning tea and said lightly to the two maids beside her.

"Queen, forgive the minions for not daring! Red is the color of auspiciousness and festivity for the newlyweds, and the queen is only the second day of her wedding, how can she change it to the taboo white. The two maids fell to their knees, their heads bowed and trembling.

"What I say in the future, I will do what I say." Wanrong's face darkened, revealing a cold smile. The two maids shuddered.

"I'm sorry, I heard that the queen is going to change the white sheets, what do you say is going on!"

"I heard that on the wedding night, the emperor slept in the Heart Cultivation Palace."

"This queen, how can she be the same as the emperor, she has a very different approach."

Several eunuchs whispered, with a look of helplessness and incredulity.

White gauze, white sheets, white pillows, white curtains.

"Queen Mother, everything is settled, please go back to the house to rest." The maid bowed to the queen for instructions.

Stepping into Kunning Palace, all that fell into his eyes was a white expanse. The fragments of graceful memories came like a tidal wave, such a picture is so familiar, such a picture is so unbearable to witness.

When she was only five years old, she saw the funeral of her aunt, as soon as she walked into her aunt's house, she saw a long white curtain, Wanrong held her mother's hand tightly, and saw a white expanse, Wanrong was frightened and cried, the beautiful and lovely Wanrong was then draped in a white filial piety scarf and white clothes, her mother, father and brother all wore such filial piety clothes, everywhere she looked, all the places were covered with white flowers and white veils, at that moment Wanrong did not feel afraid, but chased her brother and frolicked, It turns out that everyone is wearing white, as if walking into a wonderful world.

Today, it is still a white world, and this is not a mourning hall, but a wedding room.

"Queen, this is the white you like." The maid saw the silent queen and tried her best to curry favor.

"Yes, this is the white I like, just like the white in the sky, who said that when you see white, you will feel ashamed."

"Yes, the queen is smart, and the white clouds under the blue sky are the most beautiful."

"The white clouds under the blue sky, the white clouds give people such a soft and wonderful feeling, just because there is a blue sky, and me?" Wanrong couldn't help but feel sad when she thought of this.

Everywhere she looked, it was all white, which made Wanrong feel that this was not her newlywed Kunning Palace, but another room of the surviving person who had exhausted her breath, white, everything was white, which always gave Wanrong a stinging feeling.

She wanted to please the emperor who was cold to her, but who could comfort her when her heart hurt? White, glaring, sad and even more painful.

"Come on, change all the white here to rose." Wanrong was expressionless, and if she smiled and said, eunuch, the maid would definitely think that she was playing some kind of trick out of boredom.

"Queen, the rose color is the red just now." Ah Xiang replied cautiously.

"I'm talking about rose, not red. Do you understand? After Wanrong said, she smiled suspiciously, which maids understood her hobbies and state of mind. If it weren't for the emperor, how could she toss herself like this, because tossing herself, her heart is very tired and tired.

"Queen Mother, send roses, please choose a few of them." The eunuch brought a large stick of vibrant rose petals.

"Blood red, so showy, so white, so heartbreaking. Pink is so soul-stirring. Blue is so calming. Yellow is so noble. Which one is your favorite? With his eyebrows lowered, his slender fingers fiddled with the petals of various colors one by one.

"Red!" Wanrong tried her best to use the loudest voice to strengthen her heart. Yes, she only needs red.

"Yes, Queen." The eunuch replied in a strange voice.

"I just like seductive, gaudy reds." Wanrong thinks about other people's hearts, I can't detect them, my own hearts, I know myself, why should I embarrass myself.

Looking around my room again, just like the new house when I was married, everything was a festive color, red dazzling, red publicity, red irrepressible excitement and joy. The difference now is that there are dried roses everywhere.

"If it weren't for you, at least I would have the red roses I like!" That day, she quietly looked at her favorite book and wrote her own poems with a brush.

The wind is light, and the veil is rolled

Hide alone

Roses, dark fragrance

Fragrance and jade segment

Originally, it was written in a fragrant jade body, but I felt that it was too unelegant, too bone-dewed, and accompanied by roses all night, which made people laugh at it, and changed the body to a paragraph, which made people feel confused.

Wanrong was very satisfied with her masterpiece, her white and tender face had a crimson color, and the corners of her mouth pulled a slight smile, only to realize that there was already a person standing in front of her eyes, and the light and shadow did not move.

"Your Majesty." Gracefully put down her pen in distraction, and there was nothing more pleasing than this.