Afraid that Song Jieyu would see through the gap between her and Leng Qinghuan, Leng Qingzi smiled, turned her head to look at the easel in the depths of the orchid, and diverted the topic, "Sister, come and help me see if this orchid picture can get into the eyes of the emperor." ”

Song Jieyu took in her strange appearance, her smile became more and more gorgeous, and she walked through the secluded path with her, came to the easel, and after watching carefully, she carefully commented: "My sister has a wonderful hand, and the essence of the orchid jumps on the paper, if you don't look closely, my sister almost thinks it's true, my sister is good at painting." ”

After a lot of praise, Song Jieyu's eyes fell on the orchid map again, "Look at the veins of this flower and leaf, the spots are visible, and then look at this cricket, playful and cute, lifelike, I have long heard that my sister catkins are high, ice and snow beauty, I can see it today, it is really worthy of the name, and my sister admires." ”

Leng Qingzi was praised so that her face was slightly red, and she felt that her feet were getting lighter, as if she was in the clouds, and she smiled shyly, "Sister lift, how can my sister be as good as my sister said, but ordinary women will do it." ”

Song Jieyu disagreed, and took her hand affectionately, "Eh~ Sister is just telling the truth, my sister is far better than the sisters in the harem, our emperor is the most elegant, I believe ah, as long as the emperor sees his sister, he will definitely fall in love, just ......"

Leng Qingzi's eyes were stunned, "Just what?" ”

Song Jieyu looked up in the direction of the middle palace in the southeast of the Imperial Garden, and said regretfully: "It's just that the emperor hasn't set foot in the palace of other concubines for a long time, since the canon, in addition to staying in Kunning Palace, he has only stayed in the Qinzheng Palace, we people, we haven't seen the emperor for more than a month, even the most favored concubine Niangniang, in the past month or so, has only slept once, not to mention the other sisters......"

Leng Qingzi followed her gaze and looked over, under the golden mang, the glazed red tiles of Kunning Palace were magnificent and towering, like the moon in the sky, proud of the palaces, and the other palaces were only scattered like stars, not at all inconspicuous.

It is not only a gorgeous palace, but also a symbol of status and rights, the queen, the most noble woman in the world, except for the emperor and the queen mother, who sees it and wants to pay homage, which can be the pinnacle of women.

However, it is a straw bale that enjoys all this reverence.

What will she be?

Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting?

Poetry and songs?

Or is it a philosophical life?

No, she's not good at anything!

Although a woman is virtuous if she is not talented, it also refers to a woman who is virtuous and conscientious, how can a woman like her who is arrogant and arrogant and has nothing to do with virtue and virtue be worthy of being the queen?

The flame of jealousy is burning in my heart, and it will not be extinguished for a long time, Leng Qingzi really wants to get rid of Leng Qinghuan now and replace it!

Song Jieyu caught a glimpse of her ruthless face, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise, only for a moment, she sighed, and changed it to a relieved smile, "Look at me, what do you do when you mention these unhappy things, let's go, go to my sister's Chunxi Hall and sit down, when I first entered the palace, the emperor rewarded a picture of Zhao Mengjian's Melan, whose orchid painting is unique in the world, and may be able to give my sister some inspiration." ”

Zhao Mengjian is a master of orchid painting, Leng Qingzi has admired since he was a child, and now he heard that Song Jieyu has a genuine handiwork, and he was surprised and excited, "My sister is invited, and my sister should obey." ”

The two went to the Spring Palace as a companion, and talked happily along the way.

Jasmine reported what she saw and heard to Leng Qinghuan word for word.

"Master, Song Jieyu wants to borrow the second lady's hand to deal with you, how should we deal with it?"

Leng Qinghuan picked up the golden scissors, cut off a wild flower, and said incorrectly: "Since Leng Jieyu is preparing for the emperor's birthday gift, then I, the queen of the main palace, naturally can't slack off, go, go and find the rarest of the internal affairs office." Jasmine's mind has always been clear, and when she heard Leng Qinghuan say this, she knew that she knew it in her heart, and she didn't say much, so she had to mention it intentionally, "Master, the slave maid saw that the other masters in the palace were trying their best to prepare for the birthday gift, would it be too casual for you to do this?" ”

Leng Qinghuan glanced at her and said lightly: "Jasmine, do you know what this palace likes you the most?" ”

Jasmine's face changed, and she knelt on the ground, "It's the slave who talks a lot, the slave and the maid deserve to die, please forgive the mother." ”

Leng Qinghuan had turned his head, and his voice was cold, as if he was in the sky, "Don't take it as an example, go ahead." ”

Jasmine was pardoned and quickly left the dormitory.

It was noon, the sun was scorching, but Jasmine was chilling, as if she had been fished out of an icy lake, and it was cold to the bone.

Everyone in the world accompanies the king like a tiger, but her master is even more unpredictable than a tiger.

seems to be obedient to the emperor, but in fact, he doesn't care about the emperor at all, otherwise he wouldn't let her go to find it, and I don't bother to think about it.

Shu Yun saw Jasmine come out of the dormitory with a pale face, and passed by as if she had lost her soul, and was a little puzzled, "What's wrong?" Sick? ”

"Shuyun, come in."

Shuyun was about to ask, but because he heard Leng Qinghuan's summons, he turned around and entered the dormitory.

"What do you command?" Shuyun is still a little awkward when she says the word Niangniang now, she is still used to calling her Miss, but that is not in accordance with the rules.

Leng Qinghuan reclined on the couch, holding a book in his hand, and looked at it boredly, "Is there any news from the regent recently?" ”

Shuyun took a step forward and whispered: "Back to Niangniang, the regent fought against floods in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and was assassinated twice during the period, and he was in danger. ”

The jade finger resting on the rosewood coffee table knocked again and again, and in the smoker of the peony and green leaves, there was a curling cigarette, covering her beautiful face, like a cloud and mist, and it was blurry.

"The regent is a minister, but he is in charge of the world, and it is inevitable that he will be hated, and this palace guesses that he will be in danger again, what do you say?"

Shuyun bowed his head and smiled meaningfully, "Niangniang Jinkou Yuyan, if there is, there will definitely be one, and the slave will arrange it." ”

"Well, there are many eyes and ears in the palace, you must be careful!" Leng Qinghuan reminded.

Shuyun nodded, "The slave will not do this in person, the slave and maid's hands are clean, and the young lady can rest assured." ”

Xu was aware of his gaffe, and Shuyun hurriedly changed his words, "Don't worry, Niangniang." ”

Leng Qinghuan shook his head and smiled, "No one will be here in the future, let's call me Miss, you say it is awkward, and I will listen to it awkwardly." ”

"Yes, miss." Shuyun smiled and flew out of Kunning Palace like a happy bird.

It was night, the moon was dark and the wind was high.

In the Imperial Garden, the shadows of flowers are mottled, insects are crowing, and occasionally patrolling guards pass by, making the sound of rubbing footsteps, but after a moment, it is quiet again.

In the west corner, in the small pavilion, two black shadows emerge from the depths of the flowers like cats.