Qingtian lazily watched the lotus sheng holding the pink lotus, and disappeared into the grass and trees one by one, and pursed the corners of her mouth very sympathetically, this little girl, her life experience is very pitiful, she was sold to her biological parents when she was five years old, and she almost fell into the wind flower field as a cheap prostitute, and she also came to run and met the son, so she bought her and handed it over to the stewards outside for a few years, and three years ago, she was placed in the outer house of the general of Zhenguo, and was a maid for Sanniang An Jin.

Liansheng regarded the prince as a life-saving benefactor, and insisted on making a personal promise, but the prince treated her, but he eventually deliberately alienated her.

To say that, when I was in Yizhou, many small families and ladies were beautiful, even if they learned that the prince was suffering from a "hidden disease", there was no shortage of elegant things to convey admiration through poems and piano songs, but the prince laughed at them all.

Only then, when the prince was only ten years old, a trip, happened to meet Su Wu Niang - she was still a six-year-old girl, born round, living like a snowball, Xu is to follow the eldest princess out, in front of the door and the old princess met a square, the son was in the carriage, opened the window to look at the distance, saw Wu Niang to the old princess one by one to say ten thousand blessings, can't help but smile, that smile, very real stretch, no matter then, still now, the son of the world is rare to see that kind of smile.

Therefore, the clear sky also remembered the Su family's five mothers.

The little girl who can make the world smile genuinely, but I don't know what she has become after a few years.

Thinking of this, Qingtian sighed heavily.

In Yizhou for several years, he also paid attention to the news of Wu Niang of the Weiguo Mansion from time to time, and learned that she won the championship at the Fanglin banquet for two consecutive years, and he yearned for it infinitely, and then heard that she was both beautiful and beautiful - only such a woman is worthy of the prince of his family like a god!

Qingtian has already wishfully regarded Su Wuniang as the princess, for this future housewife, he really can't wait to see the beauty immediately, it shouldn't be like the round bun when he was a child, right? Must have grown into a fair lady.

I remembered that on the autumn eve of a certain year, the prince drank alone to the moon, and that night, he seemed to be a little half drunk.

At night, the lantern and candle, a painting of ink, the woman in the pen stands in the shade of flowers, looking back, but that painting, the clear sky has only seen once, and after that night, I have never seen it again.

At that time, he still wondered, when did the son of the world have a sweetheart? Obviously, she has always been reserved and distant from those women, so the Su family's five mothers, who are extremely sure of the clear sky and can make the prince smile sincerely, are the only ones who are different from thousands of purples and thousands of reds, but who is the woman in Shizi's pen?

After knocking on the side, verifying in many ways, and carefully probing, the clear sky completely ruled out the possibility that the prince had other sweethearts.

So, in his opinion, the prince must have drawn the appearance of the Su family Wuniang in his mind.

How could he not be curious and excited, and even more wanted to witness Su Wuniang's true face.

What is hateful is that the prince clearly knows his wishes, ignores them, and even deliberately makes things difficult, puts him in the torment of curiosity, and deprives him of the opportunity to see a talented woman again.

Qingkong clenched his fists, grinding his teeth secretly, and his face was angry, but his eyes suddenly widened.

Kindness? Who is the girl who came over with Sister Rongxitang Mandarin Duck? It's really beautiful.

Qiu Yue was holding a brocade box, talking and laughing with the old princess's maid, and came with flowers and willows.

Qingkong couldn't help but step forward, his anger was gone, and his white face was so white that he could squeeze out the water with a smile, and made a gesture respectfully: "I don't know what fairy wind is blowing today, but I actually blew Sister Mandarin Duck here?" Having said that, the black eyes were only staring at Qiu Yue's pretty face, and a sentence suddenly flashed in his mind, "The red face is like a lotus, and the plain skin is like condensation."

"Yo, the sun is coming out in the west today, and the little clear sky that has always been clear and high actually praised me?" Mandarin duck apricot was stunned, but said to Qiu Yue: "Clear Sky is the scholar of the prince, he has been cultivated in the academy for a few years with the prince, and he has regarded himself as a talented eight buckets, and he has seen us vulgar fans in the past, and he can't wait to avoid the detour, but I have never seen him so attentive, this is all stained with my sister's light, and I have become a fairy daughter." ”

Qiu Yue looked at the clear sky curiously, pursed her lips and smiled.

Mandarin duck said again: "This is the younger sister next to Wu Niang of the Weiguo Mansion, this time, there is something to be handed over to the prince." ”

As soon as he heard that it was Wu Niang's maid, the clear sky suddenly burst into joy, and he hurriedly let Qiuyue go to Guan Sui Garden.

"Brother just hand over the things, and I won't go in." Qiu Yue was a little uncomfortable with the enthusiasm of the clear sky, and thought to herself that the prince of Chu was a polite and gentle master, how could he have such a sweet-tongued, childish and ridiculous scholar, and it was too incompatible.

"The girl should go in person, if the prince has something to say, the little one doesn't know how to get back." Qingtian didn't want to let go of the opportunity, hunched over and asked again, and couldn't wait to drag Qiuyue in.

"Sister Qiuyue, let's go see the prince of the world, there are big rules in Guan Sui Garden, I won't go in, just sit in the gatehouse and wait for you." Clear Sky's eager attitude also aroused the curiosity of the mandarin duck, and he couldn't help but glance at him several times, the people in Guan Sui Yuan are all cautious temperaments, although they are usually polite and courteous, but they are all a little indifferent, Clear Sky is usually not like this, today it seems to have taken the wrong medicine.

Qiu Yue couldn't shirk anymore, so she had to enter the courtyard gate.

And this time, Qingtian did not hand over Qiuyue to the other maids, but personally led it in, and along the way, his lips opened and closed, and he didn't stop.

"When the little one was far away in Yizhou, I had heard of Wu Niang's name, the girl was used by Wu Niang's side, and she was also talented, right?"

"Little brother really can speak, where can I deserve it, but I just know a few words, don't be blind."

"The girl is really modest, this is both ability and political integrity." "I don't know if Wu Niang has any rare things to hand over to the prince, and Miss Lao ran away in person?" "Is it a purse embroidered by Wu Niang? That's precious. "What, Wu Niang is in Rongxi Hall today?" "Why don't Wu Niang come to Guan Sui Yuan to sit down, there are a lot of good teas here." "Girl, don't see outside, our two families were originally relatives, and they should come and go from time to time, if Wu Niang wants to come, Guan Suiyuan will be open at any time." "That's that, the prince's chess skills are really good." "What? In a few days, the prince and Wu Niang will go to the Buddha Temple together? ”

Qingtian finally stopped his mouth, stood under the green bamboo, and suddenly became annoyed.

Qiu Yue was inexplicable, looking at this little guy who suddenly changed his face, full of questions.

It's really too much, the prince actually wants to travel with Wu Niang, but he doesn't leak a drop of secret, and he doesn't want him to accompany him at all! Clear sky infinitely aggrieved.

When Qiu Yue finished speaking, presented a reply, and said goodbye and left, Qingtian still cried with a sad face, and had no consciousness of sending "relatives" out at all, but Rib came back to his senses and sent Qiu Yue away.

"Lord Shizi, do you want to go to Foguo Temple with Wu Niang of the Weiguo Mansion?" Qingtian couldn't help but stomp his feet: "The little ones should go with them!" ”

Shizi looked at the purse in his hand, the delicate and stretched blue grass pattern, his expression was still like a quiet pool, calm and calm, and he was simply deaf to the clear sky.

"Lord Shizi!" Qingkong shouted heavily, secretly wondering if the prince should lie on the ground and roll around if the prince didn't agree, this opportunity, even if he played tricks and self-destructed image, he must not let it go.

But the son of the world seemed to be isolated from the world, and only looked at the purse.

Suddenly, the corners of his lips curled up and he smiled sarcastically.

What does it mean to give this fake hand to someone else's purse? If it's perfunctory, you don't have to.

Shizi clenched the purse tightly in his palm, and suddenly, his eyebrows jumped.

When I loosened the green silk rope on my purse, I found that there was still something inside.

The green yarn is the bottom, the black bamboo is in the day, the clouds are stretched, the flowing water is murmuring, carrying the sunset to the east, there are several thatched huts along the embankment, there are drinking smoke curling, this one pen holder yarn cover, like an ink painting scroll, only black and white, the composition is extremely elegant, but the needlework is not exquisite.

A kind of joy, mixed with melancholy, suddenly overflowed Yu Feng's heart, and finally, the fingertips touched slightly, in that stitch and thread.

Hold the thin green veil in the palm of your hand and hold it close to your heart.

And the clear sky, which was already rolling on the ground, did not notice the change in Shizi's expression, nor did he notice that Shizi almost reverently wrapped the green gauze outside the pen holder.

"Lord Shizi, please let the little entourage ......" The clear sky was "rolling" and forgetting me, but suddenly felt light.

As soon as I looked up, I saw the face of the king of Hades and the black brow that was raised into the figure "eight".

"Let go of me, Du, you reckless man!" Clear Sky punched and kicked the ground, but it didn't fall into the ground at all, and it became a dangling sack that was carried in someone's hand.

Shizi seemed to have just come back to his senses, glanced at the clear sky, and the corners of his lips were stretched: "Du, he's too noisy, take him out to calm down." ”

Qingkong couldn't believe it, staring at his family's son, and only after half a sound did he let out a tragic cry: "Shiziye!" You're so ruthless......"

After the clear sky was solved and he was locked in an empty room to "calm down", Gray Du turned around and went back to the studio, and was surprised to find that Shizi's deep gaze was still staring at the pen holder.

Gray Du couldn't help but look at the pen holder-

Kindness? How did the ink painting of the Wuzhu River made by the prince of the world and the blue sky and white day become an embroidery set?

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On this night, the light and wind are shining, and the bamboo shadows are swaying.

For Yijing, it was a long night of tossing and turning.

simply opened the veil tent, slowed down, and went to the red corridor of the inner courtyard, looking at the brilliant stars and moon, and a cluster of irises in the lonely evening breeze.

At that time, the painting was embroidered into a pen holder cover, but on the spot, she didn't want to be perfunctory, and there was only one person, so she embroidered it by herself, but it was hidden in her purse.

I wonder if he found out?

Now that I think about it, my move is really abrupt, and I don't know what he will think in his heart.

Yijing sighed in annoyance.

I can't help but think of the time, when he was recuperating on the couch, she sat beside her, and when she was bored, she could only use female red to relieve her silence, and she embroidered intermittently for more than a year.

He once pleaded: "When you finish embroidering the silk handkerchief, I wonder if you can embroider something for me?" ”

She remembered that she replied like this: "I don't know what year and month it is, if the prince is in a hurry, it is better to tell the maids, their hands are more skillful than mine." ”

After a long time, she didn't hear his answer, and she didn't care.

But she knew that he must have seen through her perfunctory.

One day, when I was depressed, I painted it with my hand, and it was the pastoral scene of the blue sky and white day, black bamboo and flowing water.

When the prince saw this, he was very happy and asked for a gift, but she somehow relented, so she gave it to him, and the painting that year has been hanging in his studio.

Since then, she has not written until she died.

That painting was the only thing she gave him.

And in this life, when he was holding a needle and thread, he actually remembered this past by a ghost, and naturally embroidered the painting into a gauze sleeve.

The haze shrouded in his life, one day the clouds will open and the sun will rise, which is her good wish born from her heart.

Yu Feng, in this life, please let me make amends.

You must, be happier than everyone else.

Under the moonlight and starlight, the girl who leaned alone on the red corridor unconsciously shed tears.

In a blink of an eye, it has come to the Chinese Valentine's Day this year.

Yichen and Yijing were edicted to enter the palace together - the queen mother had a good idea, and ordered a number of nobles to go to the imperial garden for a banquet.

These noble girls, in addition to Yichen and Yijing, there are also the county lord of Pingle, the fifth mother and sixth mother of Jianning Houfu, the sixth mother of Jinxiang Mansion, the third mother of Qin Xiangfu, and the Zhuo Erniang of Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Officials.

Although it is said on the surface that it is "begging" to enter the palace, the nobles all know that this time they entered the palace in order to choose concubines for the three princes, so they are all carefully dressed and cautious.

And Yijing, of course, is the same as the county lord of Pingle and Huang Liuniang, as a foil.

The identity of Yichen's "Three Princesses" has basically been determined, although several noble ladies are unwilling to do this, they do not have extravagant expectations, their common goal is the four princes.

In the imperial garden, a color building was really erected, and copper needles and colored threads were also prepared, and the nobles were "begging".

Yijing is a clumsy man, and it took a lot of time to put the seven-hole needle on the extraordinarily slender multicolored silk thread, only when she must be at the bottom, but when she looked sideways, the county lord of Pingle was still with the brass needle with big eyes and small eyes, and couldn't help but smile: "Fortunately, there is still the county lord today, so I won't be clumsy." ”

The lord of Pingle County used to be rude, and he didn't like those twisted and pretentious family girls the most, but he was always enthusiastic about Yijing, and the two got along well. ”

Back then, King Kang was almost established as the East Palace, so there was also some mustard between him and the saint, and the queen was always on guard against King Kang, coupled with the temperament of the county lord of Pingle, he was more and more disliked. So he only pursed the corners of his mouth lightly and glanced at Pingle: "How old are you, and you are still so anxious, you should naturally be punished." ”

The "punishment" is not heavy, but it is just a leg run, go to the imperial dining room to get the "Qiaoguo" in person, and give it to the nobles to enjoy.

Jin Liuniang's hands and feet were neat, she won the top prize, and received a clever gift from the queen, she was in high spirits for a while, staring at Qin Sanniang with her eyebrows fluttering, the two elders are opposite, and the juniors are naturally enemies, not to mention that this time the choice of concubine is still a matter of family honor and disgrace.

The situation is clear.

In addition to the third prince, the second prince's biological mother is humble, and he has no support from outside the family, and he is not treated by the saints, so he is naturally not a good match; Jin Liuniang is arrogant, thinking that her grandfather is in power and the opposition, and her father is undoubtedly the future prime minister, with her identity, she should naturally be matched with the third prince and the fourth prince.

However, according to his grandfather's analysis, the three princesses and concubines were eight or nine percent of the Su family's eldest mother.

Jin Liuniang regretted it, of course, to fight for the title of the fourth princess.

Although Huang Wuniang of Jianning Houfu was born in a noble family, Jianning Hou was not as important as she was at the beginning, and Huang Wuniang was not her opponent at all.

As for Zhuo's Erniang, her father is just her grandfather's protégé, and her grandfather has been appointed as the secretary of the ministry, according to her grandfather's analysis, the crown princess has been married for many years without pregnancy, and Zhuo's Erniang should be the side concubine chosen by the queen for the prince, not a threat at all.

The opponent is only Qin's Sanniang.

Jin Liuniang glanced at Qin Sanniang, but said to Yi Jing: "At this year's Fanglin Banquet, Ah Qin lost to Ah Jing in the piano art. ”

This provocation is really obvious......

Qin Sanniang is quite arrogant, and in the past, she despised the rudeness of Xungui's daughter the most, although she knew that Jin Liuniang was provoking, she didn't bother to distinguish it, and only smiled slightly: "As the saying goes, no one is perfect, and Ah Jing is good in all four arts, but this female red is stupid and famous." ”

Yi Chenben sat silently alone, and when he heard that the two daughters of the prime minister were talking about Yijing, he was very dissatisfied in his heart, and said lightly: "The fifth sister was originally young and not good at female popularity, but recently she has made great progress. ”

Yijing is at home, she is often instigated by Erniang and Sanniang, and she is used to it, and she is now, but she is an eighteen-year-old soul, so she naturally doesn't care about a few cold words from Jin and Qin's second daughter, but with the protection of the eldest sister, she still feels very warm in her heart, and immediately responds with a sweet smile.

Qin Sanniang frowned: "What does Ah Chen mean, I am lucky to win today?" ”

Yichen was originally not a competitive temperament, but he just watched Yijing suffer, so he said a few words tactfully, and was also choked by Qin Sanniang's question.

Jin Liuniang's goal is achieved, and she only cares about watching the play.

Yi Jing still smiled smartly: "Sister Ah Qin, my eldest sister didn't mean this, she just said that she won the luck herself." ”

It turned out that although Jin Liuniang won the top spot today, Yichen was not bad, only a few breaths slower, but Qin Sanniang, even behind Huang Wuniang, was only the fourth.

Qin Sanniang's win can only be aimed at Yijing, but compared with Yichen, it is a disadvantage, not to mention any luck.

Qin Sanniang's face suddenly turned red, but she also remembered that she couldn't be rude, so she had to slash at the Su sisters with her gaze.

Jin Liuniang smiled happily and trembled, not noticing that the queen frowned invisibly.

Yijing no longer argued with the nobles, and only spoke to Yichen-

In fact, how to win or lose this begging skill, where is it so important, even this banquet is just a scene, the choice of the princess has always not only looked at the talent of the woman, but also depends on the family behind her, and you have to contact the needs of the government.

Disputes come and go, and there is no point in committing them.

Yijing looked at the girls who were thinking about each other, and sighed the sulking of the people who came over.