"Sister, you just came back from the queen's palace?" A familiar voice interrupted the silence, I fixed my eyes and looked, it turned out to be Wanyan, who had not been seen for a few days, followed by a woman with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, although this woman is not a famous beauty, but she is still beautiful in appearance, her identity I know, it is Fucha Jingyi, the daughter of Fengtianfu Cheng, known as a talented woman.

I was in a daze, and I saluted them with all the money, I didn't speak, but Nuo Min said first: "Sister Fucha has been gone for a long time. ”

"Sister Borzigit too." Hearing this, Jingyi smiled, neither humble nor arrogant, and replied softly,

Seeing that Wan Yan opposite me seemed to know, but pretended to be waiting for me to answer her, I thought about it helplessly, and responded in a lukewarm tone: "Sister Nuo Min and I have indeed just returned from the queen's mother, but I don't want to meet Sister Fucha and Sister Wanyan here. ”

Hearing this, Wanyan nodded tactfully, seeing her like this, I couldn't help but have some small calculations in my heart, thinking of the scene of the first meeting, her words really made people a little unliked.

While walking, while letting the autumn wind blow across his face, the yellow leaves on a tree in the courtyard of Chuxiu Palace fell down, almost half of the courtyard, the four of us talked to each other, and after a closer look, Jingyi didn't look as careful as Wanyan, but there seemed to be a sad feeling in those eyes, could it be that she had something unspeakable? I stopped and stayed where I was, and if that was the case, then she was so unlucky!

"Sister? Sister Sixue? I was in a daze, I saw a hand dangling in front of my eyes, I was stunned for a moment, and instantly came back to my senses, and found that the three of them were looking at me strangely, seeing this, I was at a loss, and asked, "Sister?" But what's the matter? ”

"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Wan Yan held my hand and stared at me with concern, Nuo Min and Jing Yi also moved to my side, concerned eyes almost surrounded me, I shook my head and pulled my hand from Wan Yan's hand, "It's nothing, sister don't worry." Seeing me like this, it looked like she was a little overwhelmed.

Due to Mama's urging, the four of us went back to the room after chatting for a while!

It was night, and the air seemed to be filled with a damp, foggy one, and the papier-mâché windows could almost see the faint light of the lighthouse in the distance, making the night even more silent.

The room was dark, Nuo Min had gone to bed early, and I was lying on the soft couch, turning over, I couldn't sleep, the figure of Fulin suddenly appeared in my mind, and his warm smile, I also unconsciously showed a smile, and the love with Fulin spanning three hundred years, is it really providence? However, I remember that Meng Po once said that I am a person with a mission, so what is the mission in Meng Po's mouth? Unconsciously, I yawned, and I was a little tired, and I simply closed my eyes.

The last day is the palace selection, held in the imperial garden, the weather on this day is exceptionally good, not like autumn at all, the blue sky sets off the strange flowers and plants in the imperial garden is very beautiful, there are peculiar trees that bend and coil into a circle, there are also pavilions for people to rest, pavilions and pavilions, craggy mountain stones, stone paintings are roads, there are various statues of strange shapes, there are also strange shapes of mountain stone rockeries

I stood with the show girls, waiting for the summons, the show girls seemed to be cautious, as if they were afraid of something, I understood that the emperor's draft is a long process for women who already have a sweetheart, and it doesn't matter if they are favored by the emperor, then they will be separated from their sweethearts in this life! suddenly remembered those two sentences: As soon as they entered the deep palace, they were as deep as the sea, and from then on Xiao Lang was a passerby, and these two sentences described them.

The autumn wind blows, and the leaves fall, like a yellow bird, which is very beautiful. After a while, the eunuch came out, told us not to speak or anything, and began a long roll call.

"Korqin's daughter of the first class Taiji, Borzigitnomin, is sixteen."

"Dong Ewanyan, the daughter of the first-class Adhaha Panbadu in the capital, is sixteen years old."

"Hesheri Zhenzhen, daughter of Sonny the Minister of the Interior, is fourteen years old."

"Dong Esixue, the daughter of the Minister of the Interior, is eighteen years old."

"The governor of Jiangnan inspected the daughter of Yang Nishang in the seventeenth year"

"Fucha Jingyi, the daughter of Fengtian Mansion Cheng, is eighteen years old."

"Chen Xinyan, the daughter of the prefect of Yangzhou, is thirteen years ......"

As the eunuchs announced their names one by one, we walked gracefully to the gazebo, some with worries in their eyes, while others with hope in their eyes, such as Wanyan and Nuomin.

The pavilion in the distance is formed by a square pavilion on all sides of the hugging building, the white jade steps in front of the hugging building are all four out, the white jade railings around the periphery, the green glazed sill wall is decorated with yellow turtle back brocade patterns, the heart of the sill window and the partition door are all hexagonal rhombic patterns, the top is made of the golden glazed tiles, shining, and the vermilion column glows with red light, which is particularly dazzling.

The pavilion is very cool, the blessing on the dragon chair, the mood seems to be very good today, although the face is cold, but the corners of his mouth are slightly hooked from time to time, I want to come from the ancient king loves beauty, such a scene, he is because he has seen so many beauties today, although I have some small calculations in my heart, but it is inconvenient to show it, and look carefully, the queen mother Xiaozhuang next to him holds the Buddha beads and closes her eyes as if chanting, and the queen Ronghui's face is as usual, it looks very dignified, and after the salute, he began a long answer,

Fu Lin raised his eyes and seemed to look at Nomin, with a light smile on his face, and asked, "What's your name?" What books have you read? Seeing him like this, Nuo Min seemed to pause, bowed down, and said: "The courtier Borzigit Nomin sees the emperor, enlightens the emperor, the courtiers are not talented, they have only read the Book of Poetry, and the women are with the female commandments." ”

"Nomin?" When Fu Lin heard this, he seemed to understand something, and said, "You can afford this name." He smiled warmly at her, but politely, Nomin looked down and didn't see him smiling at herself, and in a moment she got up and bowed slightly, and then retreated into the crowd, and stood on my left hand, looking nervous,

There was silence for a while, only the sound of the wind could be heard, and the sighs of people,

After a moment, the eunuch beside Fulin was slightly happy and shouted: "Borzigit Nomin left a sign and gave a sachet." Hearing this, Nuo Min had some surprise on his face, but he still bowed down without showing any expression, "Emperor Xie." "In the next time, we will be questioned one by one, batch after batch, and in the end, I only left seven show girls, which means that all of our first batch of show girls were selected! .

Fu Lin was bowing his head and saying something to Rong Hui, when a handsome man in a dark green robe was led in by Gonggong Qin beside Xiaozhuang, and we all looked at him carefully, very puzzled, "Weichen Anjun Wang Yuele see the queen mother, see the emperor." "King Anjun? I secretly looked at it, and looked down to think about it, Wang Yuele of Anjun seemed to be the fourth son of Abatai, the son of Nurhachi, the emperor of the Qing Dynasty.

When Fu Lin was puzzled and wanted to say something, she was interrupted by Xiaozhuang, who had been closing her eyes before, she slowly opened her eyes, still holding the Buddha beads in her hand, but there was no more rigor on her face, some just smiled kindly, and said, "Yue Le is here!" Give me a seat. ”

"Empress Dowager Xie." The minions brought a chair and put it not far from the Queen Mother's Xiaozhuang, and Anjun Wang Yuele sat down after thanking him, and the Queen Mother Xiaozhuang took a sip of tea with a tea cup, and instantly she smiled, and there seemed to be some purpose in this smile,

"Yue Le, it's been three years since Herna died, right?" Hearing this, a trace of coolness seemed to flash on King Anjun's face, and he did not answer, but listened carefully,

"Although there are two side Fujin who are taking care of the palace, after all, you are the prince, and it is not good to have a woman in charge in the palace." After the Queen Mother said this, everyone present seemed to know her purpose, she wanted to marry one of our show girls to the King of Anjun as a blessing, and this show girl should be me nine times out of ten, thinking of this, I felt a little awkward in my heart, holding the handkerchief tightly in my hand, why should she be a lamb who is only allowed to be slaughtered? No, I will never allow it, looking up, the worry in Fu Lin's eyes swept lightly, and Rong Hui's brows were slightly furrowed, people have their own hearts and purposes.

"The Empress Dowager, the Emperor, and Weichen already have a sweetheart."

Xiaozhuang didn't speak, but let Fu Lin take the lead and ask, "Oh? I don't know which adult's girl it is? ”

"Back to the emperor, it's Hesheri Zhenzhen, the daughter of Lord Suo." When he said this, Yue Le seemed to observe Xiaozhuang, I think although his face was as calm as water, but he must be afraid that something was wrong, when he wanted to say something and stopped, Hesheri Zhenzhen finally came out of the ranks, and saluted: "The courtiers see the queen mother, the emperor, the queen." ”

"Excuse me, raise your head and let the mourners see." She raised her head and went to Xiaozhuang respectfully and cautiously, and Xiaozhuang also looked at her kindly, her eyes were full of appreciation, "Sonny's daughter......" Suddenly her eyes blinked, and she seemed to understand something, "Passing on the will of the mourning family, Wang Yuele of Anjun and Hesheri Zhenzhen, the daughter of Sony, are in love, and they are a pair made in heaven, and they will get married on the same day." ”