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On the afternoon of the winter moon, a cold wind swept the snow particles through the former flowery imperial garden, which made Guo Ai, who braved the cold wind to collect flowers and water in the snow, pause.

She covered her forehead with her hand, glanced at the sky, and then at the snowflakes that had gradually melted in the vase in the rattan basket, thought for a while, put away the delicate shovel in her hand, and said to her palace maid, "Okay, almost, it should be enough." ”

When the concubine heard that the emperor was seriously ill, she tried her best to ask for a fairy prescription, and she wanted to use the snow water on the plum tree as a guide, which can prolong people's lives, so she wanted her to give it a try and help her be favored.

Thinking that as soon as the concubine heard that she was from Fengyang, she asked her to go to Changning Palace to talk about her fellow villagers, Guo Ai smiled sweetly, in this palace, there can be a high-powered concubine to protect her, plus the queen is benevolent, her life should not be too sad.

Although some palace people reminded her that the concubine is now grounded and is not allowed to be favored, but looking at the magnificent decorations in the Changning Palace and the grace of the concubine, Guo Ai refused to believe that the concubine would be silent from now on.

The concubine also said that she was lazy because she was unwell, and she was favored by the emperor and the queen, although she ignored the affairs of the palace, she still retained the position of the concubine.

If you really fall out of favor, how can you still sit firmly in the position of concubine?

Guo Ai, who has left her hometown, has an inexplicable good impression of her hometown, so she naturally can't listen to the persuasion of others.

In the distance, a large number of palace maids and chamberlains walked over. Guo Ai swept the corner of her eyes slightly, stopped, bowed her head and stood beside the road, waited for the crowd to walk in front of her, and knelt lightly: "The concubine has seen the queen's mother." ”

The aroma of orchid-like musk deer hit his face, and Sun Qingyang, who was sitting on top of the phoenix chariot in a big red fox fur, did not let the inner servant stop, but when his eyes swept over the rattan basket carried by Guo Ai and the palace maid, and the vase with snow water in the rattan basket, he was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but look at her more.

Yan Zhi, who was accompanying him, paused when he saw the opportunity, and Feng Yuan stopped.

"Guo Meiren is so elegant, she actually collects plum blossom water in this snowy day, aren't you afraid of the cold?"

Guo Ai didn't know how to answer for a while, and didn't know if she should tell the queen the truth.

After thinking about it, she bit her lower lip and didn't speak.

"Beauty? The queen asks you. The clever personal maid behind her approached her in a low voice and reminded her to answer.

Sun Qingyang smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, shook his head lightly, and there was a hint of implication in his eyes that outsiders could not see.

Feng Yuan, who had stopped, continued to move forward, and it was not until the crowd of them walked away that Guo Aifang slowly got up, her black and white eyes stared at the fading red in front of her: such a color, she will not be able to wear it in her life!

I heard that the emperor is glamorous, so even the queen is always red, such a red, only the queen can wear it, she was born white, such a red lining, and her skin is like jade.

People in their early thirties, the bright light is even brighter than those girls in their twenties.

In the eyes of Guo Ai, who is only fourteen years old, he is as popular as a celestial man.

Thinking of the palace examination that day, I saw her beauty picture, the queen mother once said that the emperor is "the lord of Chengping", not to mention that he is more enlightened in the court and politics, and his cultural cultivation is very high. When Chongxi is tired, the four seas are safe, and the time of all opportunities is often attentive to the words and paintings, and they are at will, especially exquisite.

It is precisely because of the emperor's hobby and support that not only the court painting has developed rapidly and become prosperous, but also the people, but also many words and paintings.

Guo Meiren's calligraphy and painting are exquisite, and she will definitely be able to be liked by the emperor, and she must serve the emperor well, and she will be happy for the emperor.

It's really the kind of emperor that the queen said, and he will definitely appreciate his talents, right?

The fairy recipe she picked water for today should have been told to the queen, but she had promised the concubine Niangniang before, and she would not bother the two masters with anything, so it was naturally not good to talk to the queen again.

She looked at the half-melted snow in the treasure bottle, and said to the palace maid: "Let's go quickly, so as not to wait for the concubine for a while." ”

As soon as Guo Ai arrived at Changning Palace and saw her come in, He Jiayu got up first: "How is it?" Did my sister pick it all? ”

From the first time they met, He Jiayu insisted on being commensurate with Guo Ai's sisters, saying that it was a very rare fate to be able to see people from Fengyang in this imperial city.

"Found it, sister." Bowing down, Guo Ai nodded and replied, seeing the joy that suddenly appeared on He Jiayu's face, she couldn't help but be happy.

He Jiayu clasped his hands together, "God is pitiful, I finally picked it all." The emperor has been saved this time, sister, you are a blessed one, and when the emperor is healthy, he will definitely be able to rise to the top. ”

At this point, Guo Ai was a little hesitant, "Sister, since this method is very good, why didn't you use it for the emperor before?" ”

He Jiayu was a little impatient, but she still explained with a smile: "Didn't my sister tell you before? When you were born, the plum blossoms were in full bloom, and they were born like plum blossoms, and they were born like plum blossoms. ”

"But if it is, if it is......" Guo Ai couldn't speak.

If it doesn't work, won't she hurt the emperor?

"No, this is the immortal prescription that the palace used a thousand taels of gold to ask for from the true monarch of Lingji Palace, the former imperial grandfather, who used the immortal prescription, came back to life several times, how could it be useless?" He Jiayu is full of confidence.

She heard that when Emperor Yongle was seriously ill in the fourteenth year of Yongle, he had summoned the Taoist priest Zeng Chensun into the palace for diagnosis and treatment, and obtained the immortal prescription of Xu Zhizheng and Xu Zhige of Lingji Palace.

This is simply God's will, God help her He Jiayu.

With this dose of immortal prescription, after the emperor's dragon body recovers, she will definitely be released from the grounding, and maybe, she can be promoted to the position of the imperial concubine again.

She asked Guo Ai again: "The water in this bottle is indeed picked by you with your own hands, and there is no fake hand?" ”

Guo Ai nodded, "Before, my sister told me to collect water by myself, so I didn't fake it for half a minute." The palace people just helped carry the basket, bit by bit, and it was all picked into the vase by her sister. ”

He Jiayu's face became more joyful, "Good sister, you can hand over the things to Mama Zeng, sit down for a while, and you can get it." ”

Guo Ai was eating wine and drinking tea in Changning Palace, and about touching a pillar of incense, Mama Zeng came out of the house and said happily: "Niangniang, it's all right." ”

The colorful glass bowl she held in her hand contained a dark blood-like juice that swayed with her moving steps.

With her footsteps, the bowl is full of aroma, elegant and fragrant, smelling it is inspiring, just like being in a hundred gardens in spring, the breeze is blowing, comfortable and comfortable, and makes people feel refreshed.

"This ...... This ......" Guo Ai smelled it, only feeling pleasantly surprised, and didn't know how to say it for a while.

He Jiayu said proudly: "Look, the immortal prescription is the immortal prescription, we smell so comfortable, and it is for the emperor?" As long as your sister takes this bowl of soup before you go to bed, and after merging with the emperor, he will be able to eliminate all illnesses and prolong his life. ”

Hearing the waiter's bed, although Guo Ai knew that this was the only way for concubines, she was still shy and unstoppable.

Especially when she thought of her fiancé who had vowed never to separate, she felt sad for a while.

From the moment he entered the palace, he had no fate with him!

His body and mind, in terms of rules, can only belong to the king of the world who has not yet met Watching Mama Zeng carefully pour the soup into the colorful glass bottle, He Jiayu affectionately took Guo Ai's hand, "This is really magical, right?" Fortunately, my sister has colorful glass bowls and bottles here, which can maximize the medicinal effect of the soup, and fortunately, I chose you to enter the palace, so I can just use this fairy prescription. ”

She saw that Guo Ai instructed the palace maid to put away the medicine carefully, so she took her, walked to the soft collapse on the side, sat down together, looked at her and said, "Good sister, don't worry, when this thing is done, what my sister promised you will definitely come true." ”

Looking at the smile in those beautiful eyes, Guo Ai was silent. In any case, she came in this deep palace, and she had to let go of all the things in the past, and this matter of serving in bed, but sooner or later, if she could really get the holy favor because of this, it would also be regarded as fulfilling her father's wishes.

At that time, she repaid her father's nurturing grace, and she could always die to repay her fiancé's affection.

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At the time of the third watch, the moon was shining outside the window, and the surroundings were silent.

Although the palace Qionglou Jade Hall is still splendid, the loneliness and hesitation buried deep in the bones have been invading Sun Qingyang all the time these days. She held the hand of the person next to her pillow, no longer as warm and powerful as before, and she could even feel life dissipating from his body little by little.

Since he came back from his patrol, it was like this, and it was getting weaker and weaker every day.

Huoxiang said that it was because she accidentally ate food with goat's milk outside the plug, which caused a chronic disease in the body, so she did this.

She expects a miracle, but she also understands that the anticipation is mixed with fear, withdrawal, and helplessness.

Whenever she was around him, she didn't even dare to close her eyes, for fear that when she closed her eyes and opened them again, he would have dissipated like ice and snow melting into the sun.

Every day, she lives in fear of loss.

In the dead of night, when I heard his heartbeat, I felt a little calmer.

Outside the window, above the black velvety sky, there is a bright moon and stars. In this familiar environment, only his breathing, weak but still steady, long, could give her heart a moment of intimate peace.