The old lady smiled and replied respectfully, "It is a blessing for the slave to be able to groom the young lady, please take a bath in the fragrant soup first."

Then a little eunuch carried a large barrel of nanmu and placed it in a small room on the north side of the main hall. In the bucket is a layer of freshly picked lilac buds floating on top of it, and the fragrance is overflowing. The doors and windows of the small room were covered with silk twisted plain silk on all sides, and two maids stepped forward and gently removed her clothes.

The robe slipped off, revealing the skin on the shoulders like congealed cream. Feng Miao was embarrassed, and hurriedly covered her front with her hand with an "ah" sound, her face burning hot. She was not in the habit of being served, and there was still an old woman and two maids in the small room, and she could not do it anyway if she was asked to relax and bathe as if no one was around.

The old lady only thought she was young and thin-skinned, so she persuaded her, "This is the rule of the palace, everyone who goes out of the Ganzhi Palace must first bathe in fragrant soup to wash away the bad luck, and from then on the bitterness will come." ”

The maid helped Feng Miao into the wooden barrel and added hot water to the bucket with a copper kettle. The heat made her mind dizzy for a while, as if she were in an unreal dream.

After bathing, the maid spread out a piece of finely woven soft cotton embroidered with green luan soaring sky patterns and wrapped it around her to absorb the water. Feng Miao lowered her head slightly, and suddenly felt that her body at this time was extremely unfamiliar, her legs were straight and slender, like carved from beautiful jade. With a slender waist and a plump chest, she glanced at it and hurriedly looked away, as if it wasn't her own. She is no longer an undergrown little girl, she has been dressed poorly for more than a year, covering up her graceful figure that she has just grown.

The two maids pursed their lips at each other and snickered, their eyes skimming over a barbed hibiscus flower under her collarbone for a slight surprise. The women who are to be elected to the palace are extremely protective of their skin, and usually refuse to wear even coarse clothes. However, the small hibiscus flower added a bit of seductive charm to her.

Feng Miao was like a puppet, dressed by the two maids. Apricot yellow lotus pattern belly pocket, rouge begonia light robe, lower body with flowing gold silk long skirt, covered with a peacock feather tail cover. The clothes were all ordered by the Shangyi Bureau, and they were neatly dressed, and their temperament was different all of a sudden.

The old lady combed her hair up and coiled it into a high bun, and from then on she was a woman to be married, and she could no longer comb her hair. Ruyun's bun lined up a small face, and the old lady exclaimed, "Miss is so beautiful, without gouache and lipstick, she is already a national beauty." ”

At this time, she should have rewarded her with a reward, but Feng Miao didn't have anything at hand, so she could only smile and say, "Thank you for your skillful hands." ”

The long tail of the finch swept the stone steps of the Gan Weaving Palace, and Feng Miao stepped out of the wide open main gate and stepped onto the chariot that had been waiting outside the door. Yao Fuquan personally dragged the long note and sang "up-" followed by the deafening sound of firecrackers.

She is not the first person to leave from Ganzhi Palace by foot and wearing a golden hairpin, and the empress dowager of the year also came out of Yongxiang in this way. The palace officials are already very familiar with such rituals, using firecrackers to drive away bad luck and evil, and splashing water boiled with fragrant wormwood all the way.

"Feng Niangzi, the Empress Dowager has a message, please go to the Fengyi Hall first, and then go to Changhe Xiaozhu." Yao Fuquan followed the side of the step and spoke. Feng Miao didn't react for a while, and when she saw him staring at herself, she realized that the voice of "Feng Niangzi" was calling herself. The woman to be selected will not necessarily become a concubine, and she cannot be called a mother, but only a lady.

"There is a labor arrangement." Feng Miao opened her mouth to answer, but her voice was a little hoarse.

Bu Yuan stopped at the side door of Fengyi Palace, Yao Fuquan stretched out his hand to put Feng Miao down, and then stepped forward to pay respects. The little palace maid at the door is in a hurry, going and returning," Aunt Cui said, the Empress Dowager is still taking a break, please wait a while. ”

When Feng Miao heard the reply, she stood respectfully in place. In this situation, she especially needs to be cautious. The sun rose higher and higher, the golden hairpin on his head became heavier and heavier, the exquisite robe was airtight, and Feng Miao gradually felt that his inner shirt was soaked with sweat. The palace maids and eunuchs who accompanied them were silent, and only the cicadas on the willow trees could be heard.

When she was a little dizzy, the side door opened with a "squeak", and the little palace maid preached, "The Empress Dowager invites the lady to go in alone." ”

Feng Miao followed behind the little palace maid, entered the dormitory, and knelt down, "Miao'er to meet my aunt, the Empress Dowager." ”

The Empress Dowager looked kind, asked her to get up and sit beside her, and when her eyes swept over her face, she was inadvertently slightly stunned, and then stroked her hand and said, "Good boy, you are so good, your aunt must be very pleased." ”

"Thanks to the Empress Dowager for teaching me." Feng Miao replied with a lowered brow.

"You are from the mourning family and are coming to the palace, who else can you take care of if the mourning family doesn't take care of you?" The Empress Dowager took off her gilded armor, took a wrong gold incense burner from the small case on her side, and handed it to Feng Miao, "This thing, the mourning family will still hand it over to you, you can do it yourself in the future." ＂

The wrong gold incense burner is small and exquisite, but it is still heavy in the hand, and the handle is smooth and shiny. Feng Miao recognized that this was the incense burner in the small Buddha hall, and he didn't know how many things were drawn from it. She lifted the lid, and the incense ash was still there, mixed with purple confetti that had not been burned.

Feng Miao's eyes were wet, and she was about to close the lid, but suddenly felt that something was wrong, the color of the paper at that time was very uniform, because there was her brother's handwriting on it, she read it several times, and she would never admit it. But the crumbs in the incense burner at the moment are obviously darker at the edges, and there is a fragrant smell, and this time the crumbs are paper dyed with purple incense root.

"After all, Qing'er has half of the Tuoba royal blood," the Empress Dowager took her cold hand lovingly, but the words she said were cold, "The matter of poisoning and rash can be big or small. You have been in Ganzhi Palace for more than a year, and the mourning family knows your suffering, but if you don't do this, it really makes Boling trouble, and your situation may be worse than now. ”

Feng Miao clenched her fingers, lowered her head and answered "yes". Poisoning the royal family is an unforgivable felony. The confetti has been replaced, and now this wrong gold incense burner can only prove that she did indeed burn the paper mixed with purple incense root. She thought that she had borrowed the Empress Dowager's intention to get out of the cage, but she didn't know that everything had already been arranged by the Empress Dowager.

"Since you want to serve the emperor, don't do foolish things in the future," the empress dowager said, "After a few years, when you have an heir, your biological mother and younger brother can also be crowned." ”

Feng Miao couldn't say a word, and it wasn't until this time that she realized that the Empress Dowager was far more far-reaching than she had thought before. At first, she thought that the Empress Dowager just wanted to choose more daughters of the Feng family to enter the palace, and then plan for her mother's family, after all, the three young ladies of the Feng family have different appearances and temperaments, and no matter how bad they are, one of them should always be able to get into the eyes of the emperor. The relatives of all dynasties have consolidated their favor in this way, so there is no shortage of precedents for sisters to serve the same king.

But the Empress Dowager wants more than that, she has personally raised two generations of emperors, and when she has a rightful crown prince, she can support the crown prince to ascend the throne. The mournful shouts of the first emperor in the secret room seemed to be still in the ears, and the warm Fengyi Hall became gloomy and bitter for no reason.

"Miao'er," the Empress Dowager raised her hand to take off the emerald gold hairpin on her head, "the mourning family will give you another small character." She dotted a little ink with a golden hairpin, drew two words on the paper, "Runlian", and then took out a bird's tail nine-fold hairpin and inserted it into her hair, "Since you are a daughter selected from the Feng family, how can you not have a piece of jewelry from her mother's family, this is the hairpin that the mourning family wore when they were young, give it to you." ”

Feng Miao got up and knelt down, "Runlian, thank the Empress Dowager." She didn't like this little character, but the Empress Dowager allowed her to use the word next to Qing Shui in the small character, which was to approve her with the same grace as Feng Qing and Feng Ying, and she had to make a happy appearance.

Bid farewell to the Empress Dowager and leave the Fengyi Palace, walk again, bypass the shaded path by the blue wave pool, and go in the direction of Changhe Xiaozhu. The Changhe small building is built in the middle of the blue wave pond, and there is a path that connects to the Changhe Garden on the shore. The women to be selected may not really be able to become concubines, and some will marry their clan relatives as princesses and live on the water just to avoid it.

"The road ahead is narrow, please change the lady to a small sedan chair." Yao Fuquan bowed down and said, and a soft sedan chair had been prepared not far away.

Feng Miao stepped down, and a palace maid had already opened the sedan curtain for her. Just after sitting down, he walked a few steps away, and the sedan body suddenly shook heavily, and Feng Miao hurriedly grabbed the handrail of Nanmu so that he didn't fall. She raised her voice and asked outside the car, "What's wrong?" ”

The little eunuch carrying the sedan chair replied through the curtain, "The lady is frightened, it is the soft sedan chair of the Zheng family, and she has to pass through here, but the path on the lake is narrow, and only a soft sedan chair can be allowed to pass first." ”

It turned out that it was not a big deal, Feng Miao instructed, "Just let Miss Zheng go first, I won't be in a hurry." ”

"But, but," the little eunuch muttered, and stopped talking, "Lady, your soft sedan chair has already been on this path, and Miss Zheng has to ask you to go back, and when she has finished walking with her things, it will be your turn to go." Miss Zheng also said, and said......"

The little eunuch's voice became lower and lower, and he didn't dare to continue. You don't have to think about it to know that she is nothing more than saying that she is a criminal maid of Gan Weaving Palace. Feng Miao couldn't bear it anymore, if she was insulted by her today, she would only be more sad in Changhe Xiaozhu in the future.

Feng Miao lifted the sedan curtain and walked out, and saw Miss Zheng not far away, also standing in the shade of the tree outside the sedan car.

The Miss Zheng family has a well-proportioned figure, but there is too much fat powder on her face, but she can't see her facial features clearly, and her head is surrounded by pearls, as if she is afraid that others will not know that she is a young lady from a wealthy family. As soon as she saw Feng Miao, she threw away the silk handkerchief she was fanning in her hand, and picked up the corner of her mouth with disdain, "I wore it, but for the Qingluan hairpin, you just have a bird's tail hairpin on your head, do you want to grab it from my head?" ”

Feng Miao sneered in her heart, worthy of the young lady of the family, she turned several corners, laughing at her that the birds were not as good as Qingluan, and she didn't know the height of the sky.

Just as he was about to speak, there was a sudden "giggle" laughter behind him.

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