The hand that opened the beaded curtain was still frozen in mid-air, and the people behind the gauze curtain had already raised their eyes together to see how unhappy they were, but they couldn't be wrong in terms of etiquette, so they had to bow down and shout, "I've seen my mother and brother." "The people who came to the palace were the eldest princess of Boling and Feng Dan. Nominally, they are Feng Miao's mother-in-law and brother.

The eldest princess of Boling has a face like a full moon, thick eyebrows, and her words and deeds are very dignified, but she lacks a little bit of a woman's charm and softness. When she saw Feng Miao, her expression was a little unnatural, but with the Empress Dowager by her side, she could only barely squeeze out a smile and ask about Feng Miao's current situation.

"Ah Chang and Su'er don't have a seal, and they can't enter the palace at will according to the system," the Empress Dowager said to Feng Miao with a pleasant face, "You can talk to your mother and brother." ”

Feng Miao nodded in agreement, sat beside the eldest princess of Boling, and answered her questions one by one. In the Fengyi Palace, there is a rare burning of fine silver charcoal, and wisps of heat float out from the tangled lotus pattern charcoal basin, which makes people feel like they are drunk, and their faces are red. In this spring-like warmth, Feng Miao felt more and more chills on her back.

She understood what the Empress Dowager meant, her aunt and younger brother were people with no status at all. If she is trapped in the Gan Weaving Palace for the rest of her life, then her aunt and younger brother will not be seen for the rest of their lives. As for the ruthless mother-in-law and brother-in-law, their kindness at the moment is only because of the presence of the Queen Mother.

Her life, death, honor and disgrace cannot be controlled by herself at all.

The eldest princess of Boling didn't have a good impression of Feng Miao, so it didn't take long for her to get up and say goodbye. Feng Miao thought obediently, knowing that this scene was almost performed, and also said goodbye to the Queen Mother. A palace man took her out from the corner gate and returned to Ganzhi Palace.

Not far away, Feng Dan hurriedly caught up, and Yin Yin asked, "What is my sister missing in the palace?" I asked someone to send it in. ”

Feng Miao was annoyed by the note he sent last time, and curtsied coldly, "Don't dare to bother the eldest prince, the Gan Weaving Palace is full of guilty palace people, and you can't send things in private." ”

Feng Dan took a diagonal step and blocked her way, "Sister Miao, I treat you the same as Qing'er, I don't ...... about the paper."

"As for the paper, the Empress Dowager has already been judged." Feng Miao put on an impeccable smile, "Besides, that's all in the past, why should the eldest prince mention it?" Feng Miao bypassed Feng Dan again and followed the palace people away. How could she and Feng Qing see it the same way?

Feng Miao didn't dare to look back, and almost trotted back to Gan Weaving Palace. Seeing Yu Xing, she hugged it, tears quickly wet Yu Xing's shoulders, I don't know whether to be happy or sad, it took a long time to murmur, "I want to leave here, I don't want to pinch my life in the hands of others again......"

In February, the palace began to prepare for the festival. This was originally a popular festival among the scholars of the Southern Dynasties, and in the early days, people only gathered at the water's edge to hold a ceremony to ward off disasters and diseases, and gradually developed into an elegant drinking feast. When customs spread to the north, they became more and more diverse, and young men and women gathered on this day to sing and dance.

Originally, it was determined that a banquet should be held in Zhixue. On the festival of singing, the prince should take the lead in dancing, but the emperor is still young, there is no prince in the palace, and the song link has always been led by King Tuoba of Shiping. After a few steps to prepare, just sent someone to the Shiping Palace, the Shangyi Bureau received the Empress Dowager's dictation, this year's Shangyi Festival, to invite Xianbei and the unmarried ladies of the Han family to participate, the place in the knowledge is too small, and it will be held in the palace Changhe Garden.

Changhe Garden was originally a garden, dotted with pavilions and pavilions, and although the scenery was good, it was not suitable for banquets. The Shangyi Bureau is distressed, and this problem is somehow known to Tuoba Hong. He seemed to be in a very good mood, and personally drew a sketch to dig a curved ditch in Changhe Garden, and then divert the water from the blue wave pool in the palace and pour it into it to form a flowing curved water. The female dependents who come to participate in the palace banquet of the Shangyi Festival can drink and compose poems, or they can set up a small banquet, which is very comfortable.

"After the festival of worship, it will be spring." Tuoba Hong raised his eyes and looked out the window, only to find that the window was still covered with thick winter gauze. At this time in previous years, it was already possible to replace the blue shadow yarn used in spring, but this year there has been no movement. Lin Lang has always been in charge of these things, and he has never forgotten them, but recently, Lin Lang has been very abnormal. A few times when I served in front of the emperor, I almost spilled tea into the inkstone.

Tuoba Hong only thought that those few words were serious, and Lin Lang would naturally think about it in a few days, and he didn't ask much. He was thinking about another thing in his heart, one of the straw grasshoppers thrown into the Gan Weaving Palace, which was wrapped in a silk handkerchief and thrown out, and the silk handkerchief was embroidered with the word "Wang", and he was asked to meet when he looked at the day.

He picked up a pen and sketched on the paper, and he had already made up his mind to play tricks on the little girl to relieve the hatred in his heart. When she sees her true face and recognizes her identity, do you dare to be so arrogant? When I suddenly came back to my senses, I found that there were two arcs on the paper, the front end was curved, and the tail end was slightly upturned, just like those shining eyes.

Tuoba Hong rubbed the piece of paper casually, and was about to throw it out, but his hand was raised in the air and then withdrawn, flattening the paper and pressing it to the bottom of a stack of books.

Digging ditches, preparing wine bottles for the day of the festival, and eating all require manpower. The six inner bureaus were very busy, and they all went to Gan Weaving Palace to borrow people. Aunt Wenlan is still sick and has no intention of taking care of these chores, Feng Miao thinks that this is a rare opportunity, after returning to Aunt Wenlan, she will agree to anyone who comes to borrow someone. More than half of the people in the Gan Weaving Palace were taken away by each of the six internal bureaus.

When there was no one in the room, Feng Miao quietly grabbed Yu Xing and solemnly told her, "I must leave Gan Weaving Palace, this is my last chance, if I miss this time, I am afraid that I will never have a chance again in this life." She paid attention to the conversation between the people of the Inner Sixth Bureau Palace, and knew that it was the Empress Dowager who ordered her to invite the unmarried ladies of Xianbei and Han families to participate in the Shangyi Festival. This means that it is already obvious that the Empress Dowager is going to start choosing a wedding partner for the emperor.

The emperor's first choice of concubines was not directly canonized, but first from among the unmarried women of the right age, selected women with good appearance, family background, and talents, and sent them to a separate garden in the palace. Generally speaking, the queen of the emperor's wedding will also be selected from these women. For women who are unsuccessful, there are two ways out, one is to marry other royal relatives as wives, and the other is to enter the harem and become a high-ranking female official in the inner court. The female officials selected in this way do not serve people, but formulate etiquette, copy documents, and even participate in political affairs.

No matter which kind of ending, as long as you enter the candidate range, you can soar from now on. For Feng Miao, the ideal is naturally to become a female official in the inner court. She has only met the emperor a few times, and she has said no more than ten words, where can she talk about any feelings? She has listened to A-Niang since she was a child, all of which are interesting stories about the boudoir like raising her eyebrows, and asking her to marry someone she doesn't love is too incredible.

The Empress Dowager's meaning is already obvious, and she will not take special care of her, and ask her to go out of the Ganzhi Palace with her own skills. After thinking about it, she only had one way to go, which was to attract the attention of the emperor and become a candidate for the palace.

Yu Xing is straightforward temperament, holding his head with his hand and thinking about it, "Isn't the festival to chant poetry, you like to read so much, make a few good poems in advance, you will definitely be a blockbuster." ”

Feng Miao shook his head lightly, "This can't be done too deliberately, the emperor is also a man, he may be interested in women who take the initiative, but he doesn't really take it to heart." It's best to meet him by accident, but it's a glimpse and unforgettable. If he invites me to travel with me, I will refuse him, and make him feel sorry for him, so that he can always remember me. ”

She is ignorant in the affairs of men and women, and she speaks frankly and generously, without any twist.

Yu Xing's eyes widened, "No wonder you always don't grow tall, everything you eat is used to grow your eyes." You can do it yourself, I just have to contribute, the idea is still you think, what you need, I'll help you prepare. ”

"I've already thought about it," Feng Miao smiled confidently, "Taka was originally an ancient song, and now it is mostly a masculine men's dance. A-Niang taught me to sing and dance, and the movements were very soft and moving. I'm also going to need some props to make a blockbuster, and I'm going to ask your sister for help. ”

That night, Yu Xing sent out a long list of people, and the next day he received a reply from Liang Yue, promising to help them prepare before the festival.

Feng Miao secretly practiced in the small attic every night, striving for perfection in every movement. This time, she can only succeed and not lose.

On the night of looking at the sun, just after the time of the child, Tuoba Hong came to the outside of the Gan Weaving Palace as promised. The moonlight was cold, and there was no one around. He was thinking that he would be wrong, maybe the word "hope" did not refer to the hope of the sun. Turning his gaze, he caught a glimpse of an identical handkerchief on the ground.

His heart was shocked, he had never been so impatient, he picked it up and unfolded it, and a jade hairpin that was broken in two was wrapped in the silk papa. The heart cooled inch by inch, and the corner of the silk handkerchief was embroidered with a line of beautiful and upright handwriting, "I think of it".

The broken hairpin represents an eternal farewell, and the four words "I think of it" clearly indicate the reason. He is not the lover in her heart, rather than being entangled, it is better to end it as soon as possible, so as not to make mistakes and be irreparable.

The palace wall was cold, and Feng Miao was in the small attic, just enough to see the figure outside the wall. She believed that she had done the right thing, that the young man could come and go in the forbidden palace at will, and that he wept when he saw the situation in the secret room, and that there must have been a secret in him that no one could know. But for some reason, when she saw the young man's figure leaving, she suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness, something passed by quickly, and she couldn't hold it anymore.

In the Sogo Palace, in the bronze cast Qingyun Ding, a rich ambergris incense is burned. Tuoba Hong lay on his back on the couch, holding a half-cut hairpin in his hand.

"Lin Lang," he whispered to her with his eyes closed, "change my clothes." ”

No one answered, Tuoba Hong opened his eyes, and only then did he notice that Lin Lang had not appeared since he entered the door just now. She's not in Sogo at the moment!

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