Feng Miao didn't look at her either, and said to the little eunuch serving under the corridor with a smile, "Since this is the case, then take a screen or a bead curtain to separate me."

The little eunuch really carried a brocade screen with a peony spring pattern and placed it in front of Feng Miao's seat. Feng Miao sat comfortably behind the screen, without the slightest embarrassment and discomfort. In this way, it seems that she is reserved and dignified, and she must be shielded with a screen so as not to be bumped into.

Zheng Yingfu's face was a little ugly, but she said it herself, and she couldn't take it back at this time, so she could only sit down stupidly.

There was silence in the water pavilion for a while, and the palace maid sent rose dew, but the ladies present were afraid that they would lose their manners in front of the emperor later, so no one dared to drink more. After sitting quietly for a while, Zheng Yingfu suddenly asked Feng Miao again, "Is the inside of Gan Weaving Palace the same as other palaces and halls?" I haven't been there before, so I'm curious. ”

Feng Miao was very angry at her repeated provocations, and asked knowingly through the kneading gold yarn on the screen, "Are you asking me?" She paused for a moment before she said in a very polite and cheerful tone, "Sister will be in the palace in the future, and if you have a chance, you will know everything if you go and see it yourself." ”

When Gao Zhaorong heard this, he couldn't help laughing out loud, and the others also turned their heads with laughter.

Listening to the heart, the pavilion faces the water on all sides, there is no wall to cover it, only an ice veil hangs. As the night progressed, the coolness on the water surface came in, and the pavilion became a little cold. Feng Ying's body was the weakest, and she was already a little unbearable, so she persuaded that the time for medicine was up, said goodbye and left the table, and went back to Chang and Xiaozhu first.

As soon as Feng Ying left, it became quieter and quieter in the heart pavilion. Obviously very anxious, but I want to make a calm and relaxed appearance. With a screen to obstruct it, Feng Miao can observe the young ladies to be selected generously. Feng Qing and Feng Ying have naturally been familiar with her for a long time, and when they start their seats, they are also a pair of sisters with similar faces. This time, the sisters were selected at the same time, in addition to the Feng family, there were only the two daughters of the internal secretary Ling Li Chong's family. Opposite the Li sisters, there were a few young ladies who looked at the faces.

Before he finished reading the circle, Yao Fuquan hurriedly came in and said, "Ladies and ladies, there has just been a message from the Chongguang Palace, the emperor's old illness has recurred, and he can't go to the banquet today." The emperor specially told him during his illness that all the ladies must have fun and not be restrained. ”

His gaze wandered around the water pavilion as if he didn't seem to be there, and then said, "The emperor also instructed that a vegetarian meal be prepared for Miss Gao." Miss Feng San was frail and also prepared fish soup separately. ”

Feng Ying had already left the table early, and everyone's eyes fell on Gao Zhaorong, with a bit of indescribable and inexplicable jealousy. Gao Zhaorong didn't seem to be aware of it, looked at Yao Fuquan with a smile and said, "Thank you for the emperor's love, Zhaorong will pray for the emperor's hand-copied Buddhist scriptures tonight, and may the dragon body recover as soon as possible." ”

After Yao Fuquan retreated, all kinds of dishes were sent into the Tingxin Water Pavilion like water. Hearing that the emperor could not come, all the ladies were inevitably disappointed, and they had no intention of tasting the craftsmanship of the imperial chef in the palace, and symbolically moved a few chopsticks, and then got up and left the table one after another.

When she walked out of the Tingxin Water Pavilion, Gao Zhaorong came up again to hold Feng Miao's hand, walked side by side with her, lowered her voice and said in her ear, "Zheng Yingrong's father is a doctor of Chinese books. I heard that the Zheng family has high expectations for this daughter, and once said that 'if you don't take the dragon quickly, you won't marry'. ”

Feng Miao didn't want to talk to her more, so she responded to her with a smile, "If you marry into the heavenly family, wouldn't it be just the answer to this sentence of riding the dragon and being a fast son-in-law." ”

At this moment, in the Sogo Palace, two acolytes are decocting medicine on a small stove. For the decoction, take one-tenth of the amount of medicine first, give it to the eunuch who tastes the medicine, and the rest is still warmed over low heat. After a stick of incense, the medicinal juice was poured into a small bowl of gold and sent into the inner sanctum.

King Shiping Tuoba took the medicine bowl from the hand of the imperial master, closed the door of the palace, and then walked to the side of the dragon couch. The curtain of the shark yarn was lifted, and Tuoba Hong leaned on the cushion, his face without any sickness, and he looked at the medicinal juice and said, "Pour it." ”

Tuoba Xian's hand flipped, and the entire bowl of medicinal juice was sprinkled into the Ruihe copper tripod, and the medicinal smell was soon covered by the smoke in the copper tripod. "It's a pity......," Tuoba muttered in a low voice.

Tuoba Hong smiled and said, "The dignified prince of Shiping, I also feel sorry for a bowl of medicine, isn't it that the fief is not enough, and I want a bigger place?" ”

When there is no one in private, the two have always been close and laugh at will. Tuoba Xian sat on a small stool on the side of the couch, "Brother Chen said, it's a pity to listen to the heart, the emperor's illness, I'm afraid the beauties don't know how to eat." ”

"Who to choose or not to choose, the Empress Dowager has already made a plan, why should I waste time on this," Tuoba Hong winked at him and smiled narrowly, "You just have to rest assured, I know that you like Li Rongyu, and when the time comes, you will leave her in the palace to be a talented person, and you will have a private meeting." However, your father-in-law has just been promoted to the secretary order, and he has been in and out of the forbidden palace frequently, so you should behave well. ”

Tuoba Xian's face turned red, "No, no......" He hurriedly got up, "It's inconvenient for my brother to spend the night in the palace, so I went to see Sister Lin, so I went back." ”

At the mention of Lin Lang, Tuoba Hong's face sank, "Lin Lang has been very strange lately, if she is willing to talk to you, you can persuade and persuade her." ”

"What's wrong with Sister Lin?" Tuoba wanted to ask in detail, but seeing that Tuoba Hong didn't seem to want to say more, he got up and said goodbye. When I walked to the door of the temple, I heard Tuoba Hong say, "If you know that she has someone you like in your heart, come and tell me that I will definitely let her get her wish, and I will never wronged her." ＂

Early the next morning, the palace sent two master of ceremonies from the sixth rank to explain the etiquette to the young ladies to be selected. Gao Zhaorong was not among the candidates, and when everyone practiced bowing in the morning, she stepped on Su embroidered soft-soled shoes and walked over step by step in front of everyone. Feng Miao clearly heard Zheng Yingfu muttering, "Foxy!" ＂

The teaching lasted only half a day, and when the sun was hot at noon, it dispersed. Feng Miao was not afraid of the heat, but she felt lazy after being tired for a long time, so she leaned on the couch and covered her forehead with a wet handkerchief.

As soon as she closed her eyes and rested for a while, there was a round and cold thing sticking to the side of her face, reaching out to touch it, but it was gone, repeating it several times, Feng Miao finally opened her eyes and saw Gao Zhaorong holding a loquat fruit, rubbing it on her face.

Seeing her open her eyes, Gao Zhaorong smiled and put the fruit into her mouth.

"Didn't you go to accompany the concubine to chant, why did you come back so soon?" Feng Miao sat up, feeling that her hair was in a mess, and she was about to recomb. As soon as I got up, I smelled Gao Zhaorong's body, and there seemed to be an unusual smell of incense.

"The concubine is tired," Gao Zhaorong rolled the tassels on the handle of the fan with her hand, "Besides, I'm tired too!" The tone is delicate and casual, as if it is really not stained with red dust and mundane things.

Feng Miao sat up and asked quietly, "In the past, when the Empress Dowager chanted, she used sandalwood, and the same was true for the concubine?" ”

"The concubine never uses incense," Gao Zhaorong spoke with a sideways face, especially tactfully, "There are too many things in the palace that damage the heirs because of spices, and the concubine has always been careful, and after so many years, it has become a habit." The fan shook lightly, and the smell was especially obvious, and the slightest wisp of it penetrated into the nose.

Feng Miao was puzzled, but it was not good to ask again. Gao Zhaorong pursed his lips and looked around her, and suddenly pulled her up, "I just saw a few begonias under the cloister blooming just right, and I want to put on a begonia makeup, but I'm afraid that I won't be able to set off the graceful atmosphere of the begonia." My sister's complexion is fine and white, which is suitable for veneers with begonias. ”

She pulled Feng Miao into the Guanlan Pavilion, cut a half-opened begonia by herself, soaked the petals with water, and carefully pasted them on Feng Miao's forehead. As the petals dry, they leave a pink mark on the face. Gao Zhaorong took a small sheep's hair pen again, and dipped it in rouge to outline the stamens.

"It's done!" Half an hour passed, and Feng Miao finally heard Gao Zhaorong clapping his hands and shouting happily. The maid Ju Xin took the bronze mirror and reflected Feng Miao's face and asked her to take a closer look.

"This makeup is not good," Gao Zhaorong suddenly raised his hand to block the bronze mirror, and when she saw her surprised expression, she couldn't help laughing, "My sister is better than Huajiao, I can only see my sister in the eyes of others, who cares if the makeup I put on is good or not." After speaking, he lay down on the stone table and watched Feng Miao's shoulders rise and fall with a smile.

The two of them had nothing to do, so they asked Honeysuckle to fetch silk silk and play with Yuan Yingyue. Yuan Yingyue's hands are the most dexterous, and she can make a fresh look, but Gao Zhaorong can't even make the most ordinary wishful knots, so she follows her hand in hand. Before a knot was tied, I heard Zheng Yingfu standing far away and asking, "What scriptures does Miss Gao copy every day?" ”

"That's a lot," Gao Zhaorong replied, shaking his fan, "It depends on what the concubine means." Why, is my sister interested in this? ”

"I'm not interested," Zheng Yingfu pursed the corners of her mouth and smiled, "I just want to remind Miss Gao, don't copy the wrong book and worship the wrong person." She covered her lips with her cuffs and smiled, "In the palace of the concubine Niangniang, it is indeed a good place to chant scriptures, the prince of Beihai often comes, and the tall lord also often comes." ”

Gao Zhaorong's face changed at this time, and he slapped the fan on the stone table, "Zheng Yingfu, what nonsense are you talking about?" Do you dare to say this in front of the concubine? "Concubine Gao is Gao Zhaorong's aunt, and Zheng Yingfu is also chasing after the wind, but there is no real evidence.

Yuan Yingyue was already timid, and she didn't dare to say anything at this time, Feng Miao could only step forward by herself and pull Gao Zhaorong "Don't say a word, although this place is far away from the Empress Dowager and the emperor's bedroom, but in the end it is in the Forbidden Palace, what does it look like for people to hear?" ”

Zheng Yingfu glanced at them a few times before being pulled away by her maid. Gao Zhaorong was so angry that he threw down the half-beaten luozi, and turned around and went back to Yiran Hall.

Feng Miao didn't sleep well in the first few nights of Changhe Garden. Sometimes I woke up in the middle of the night and called "Yu Xing" in a daze, only to find that she was the only one on the wide bed, and Yu Xing was no longer crowded with her.

She got up and lifted the small hanging curtain, and looked out through the openwork window. The blue wave pool is quiet and deep, and a small boat floats quietly on the water. It's only been a few days since I entered Changhe Xiaozhu, but it seems to be longer than a year in Ganori Palace.

Zheng Yingfu's domineering, Gao Zhaorong's mystery, Feng Yue's indifference and hostility, and the rest of the noble ladies who couldn't see their faces clearly at the moment, swirled in her mind.

Thinking wildly, I don't know whether to sleep or wake up, Feng Miao felt that someone called her through the veil of the bed, and when she opened her eyes, she saw that Honeysuckle's anxious face loomed outside the tent.

"Please get up quickly," Honeysuckle said hurriedly, "Mrs. Zheng is drowning." ”

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