In early spring and February, Pingcheng, the capital of Wei State, was still shrouded >in coldness

The snow on the ground has not melted, and outside the Fengyi Hall where the Empress Dowager lives, the little eunuch is spreading coarse salt on the ground. In the small Buddha hall in the hall, two teenage girls, wearing exactly the same tender yellow palace clothes, are kneeling outside the bead curtain, listening to the movement in the Buddha hall.

In the bronze mirror on the sandalwood table, two faces with the same hair ornaments and facial features are not similar.

The girl on the left-hand side, her face is like a full moon, and her eyebrows and eyes reveal the coolness of a northern girl, it is Feng Qing, the eldest daughter of Taiwei Feng Xi, and her biological mother is the eldest princess of Boling, the aunt of the current emperor, who has been pampered since she was a child.

The girl on the right hand opposite her was slender and looked more like a southern woman at first glance. The drooping forehead hair covers most of the eyebrows and eyes, revealing only the pointed chin, and the complexion is pale.

"Hey, Feng Miao, it's almost time, it's time to pick flowers." Feng Qing pursed his lips at her, as if he was giving orders, with a high-spirited look. Feng Miao is a few months older than her, her biological mother is a singer from a humble background, Feng Qing never takes her seriously, let alone calls her "sister".

Feng Miao glanced at the dripping on the side of the bronze mirror, and if there was half a pillar of incense, the Empress Dowager would come out of the Buddhist hall. At this time of the day, she and Feng Qing would take turns to go to the garden to pick fresh flowers and branches to be used to worship in front of the Buddha.

"I went yesterday, and I was the day before yesterday, so it's your turn today." Feng Miao lowered her eyes and stared at the blue brick floor on the ground, she didn't want to have more disputes with this spoiled eldest lady and disturb the Empress Dowager.

"You ......" Feng Qingxing's eyes widened, and she was about to get angry, remembering that the Empress Dowager was inside the curtain, and lowered her voice again, "I'm thinly dressed, and I'll freeze when I go out, and you'll go this month." Obviously, the two of them were wearing exactly the same clothes, but she said confidently and raised her eyebrows, "As long as you are willing to go for me, you can choose any of my jewelry." ”

Feng Miao laughed secretly in her heart, but the expression on her face was faint, she sighed softly, and followed her words, "Okay, I want your Feiluan bead to shake." She lowered her head, a subtle hint of a sly smile, "Now." ”

Sure enough, as soon as he heard this name, Feng Qing's originally triumphant face rose with a layer of anger. The Feiluan bead is a gift from the eldest princess of Boling and the time of the flute, and it was made by countless skilled craftsmen, and the huge East Pearl inlaid in Feiluan's mouth alone is already priceless. Feng Qing saw it by chance, liked it very much, and grinded for several days before asking for it from the eldest princess of Boling. After being brought into the palace, he was more and more reluctant to leave his body, and put it in his arms every day, for fear that someone would damage it.

I wanted to regret it, but Feng Qing had always thought very highly of himself, and he didn't want to lose face in front of this sister, so he could only grit his teeth and be ruthless, reached into his arms, took out a bag, and threw it in front of Feng Miao.

Feng Miao picked up the bag and praised it in her heart, it was really a valuable object, and even the bag that wrapped this thing was a good Shu embroidery. Fingers open the corner of the bag, inside is the Feiluan bead step shake, Dongzhu in the faint light, glowing with a smooth light, the surface of the Dongzhu slightly with a layer of light golden pink, than the pure white Dongzhu is more rare, the price is naturally higher.

Feng Qing snorted coldly from his nose, "Scrooge!" Do you want so many valuable things to bring into the coffin? ”

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