Chapter Seventy-Five: The Garden is Full of Pear Blossoms

The wind is gentle and smooth, and the sun is like fire.

Before the hour passed, according to Xiao Guifei's instructions, Xue Hainiang went to the imperial dining room to get food the next day, and the servants in the imperial dining room saw that she was punished to go to the Proton Pavilion to serve, and the people she served were so unwelcome, but it gave her a lot of anger, but fortunately, Xue Hainiang was calm and skillful, but she was neither humble nor arrogant.

Carrying the food box to the Proton Pavilion, she pushed the door and enteredβ€”but it made her slightly stunned.

The scene is not the dilapidated and simple she imagined, and any palace in this huge imperial city is no different, majestic and magnificent, the eaves are anti-universe, the only thing that destroys this extravagant scene is the inscription on the black nanmu plaque, the huge gilt character 'Proton Pavilion'.

Proton –

What an unspeakable identity.

The word proton is destined to bear the fate of falling from the clouds to the mud.

Thinking about it, she had already subconsciously stepped into it, Xue Hainiang eased up, gently covered the palace door, and was about to carry the food box to walk, but what entered the tip of her nose was a fragrance that seemed to be nothing, if it weren't for her senses that were better than ordinary people, I was afraid that she would not be able to catch it here.

She survived for two lifetimes, although both generations knew that there was a proton pavilion in the palace of the Southern Dynasty, but neither of them had ever stepped into it, and now it was also a mistake and was punished here......

I didn't know how to move a few steps, until this scene of 'thousands of trees and pear blossoms blooming' appeared in front of me, which really made Xue Hainiang gasp.

No one would have thought that since childhood, he was confined here as a proton, and he could have such leisure and elegance, this courtyard full of pear blossoms, even if he planted it when he did not move in, but if no one watered and carefully maintained it day after day, I am afraid that I will not see such a beautiful scene today, according to the rules of the palace of the Southern Dynasty, the proton entered the palace, except for the boy who served with him, and the maid who delivered food and cleaned on weekdays, the Internal Affairs Office did not assign the palace maid to serve.

Therefore, this pear tree in the courtyard must have been carefully maintained by the proton and his boy to bloom so delicately and elegantly.

"Girl, do you like pear blossoms?" a deep and mellow voice sounded in her ears, recalling Xue Hainiang's fugue thoughts.

Xue Hainiang looked sideways, but saw a man in a brocade robe standing quietly not far away, a pair of unwavering eyes were quietly staring at her.

Xue Hainiang's heart overflowed with a hint of strangeness, blessed her body, and opened her lips and said, "The slave has seen His Highness." ”

The man was stunned, and then said lightly: "No need to be polite." Are you the palace maid who just entered the palace this year?"

Xue Hainiang also nodded lightly: "How does Your Highness know?"

Beichen Xu raised the corners of his lips lightly, like a sweet laugh from Qingquan, "If it weren't for the palace maid who only entered the palace this year, how could she salute like me." ”

Xue Hainiang always bowed her head, because she couldn't see the sarcastic or cold smile on his face.

It is clearly a bright spring, a bright sun, and a warm day, but for some reason, there is a trace of coldness all around.

"The people in the palace are weak, and worshipping high and stepping on low has always been like this. She bowed her head slightly, and her tone was light.

Beichen Xu sneered lightly before asking, "Why are you here today?"

Xue Hainiang blessed her body and was frank and honest: "Fang'er specially asked the concubine Niangniang to go out of the palace to serve due to changes in the family, and she specially sent slaves and maids to serve Her Royal Highness for Fang'er for one month. ”

"In that case, let me come. Beichen Xu turned around silently, but for some reason, his pace was sluggish, he turned to look at Xue Hainiang, and his faint eyes couldn't show a trace of emotion, "You haven't replied to me yet, do you like pear blossoms?"

Xue Hainiang didn't know why he was obsessed with this nonsensical question, but he liked pear blossoms?

What can you do if you like it, and what if you don't like it......

In his heart, he slandered, but he still replied respectfully: "The oblique sideburns Jiao'e lies late at night, the pear blossom wind is quiet and the birds perch on the branches, the pear blossoms are quiet, there is no dispute with the world, and the slave maid likes it." ”

He Nan Nan spoke, his expression seemed to be in a slight trance, "The oblique sideburns Jiao'e lie late at night, and the pear blossom wind is still and the birds perch on the branches." My mother loves this word too......"

Ignoring the sluggish Xue Hainiang behind him, he paced away.

When she entered the house where Beichen Xu lived, Xue Hainiang knew what it was to be strong outside.

Although the pavilion is spacious, but now it looks more and more inexplicably empty and lonely, the huge pavilion, the outer room rests on the soft collapse, the coffee table, the dresser, the brocade streamer bird screen, the inner room is resting on a bed, and there is nothing else.

Beichen Xu motioned for her to put the food box on the coffee table, and lightly ordered: "This is it." ”

Xue Hainiang put the food box on the coffee table, respectfully blessed Beichen Xu, raised her eyebrows and lowered her head: "I don't know if Your Highness still has orders?"

The corners of Beichen Xu's lips were lightly raised, but his eyes were looking outside, as if falling on the pear blossoms in the courtyard, and his voice came faintly: "If you really like pear blossoms, you will take care of the pear trees in the courtyard for me in the future, if you have no time, I have not told you." ”

"Yes. Xue Hainiang responded, paused and said, "The slave will take care of one or two when she is free." ”

......

At a moment in the afternoon, Xue Hainiang came over with a food box again, but this time, in addition to the food box, she also carried some carefully sealed tea leaves in her hand.

Familiarly walked through the pear trees in the courtyard to the pavilion, knocked lightly on the door, and only when Beichen Xu's cold and faint timbre came from inside, Xue Hainiang pushed the door in.

Putting the food box and tea leaves on the coffee table, Xue Hainiang blessed her body, compared to the courtesy and restraint when she came this morning, this time she was more comfortable, "Today, my little master rewarded me with some Biluochun, and the slave maid looked at His Highness's teacup in the morning with boiled water...... The slave didn't know whether His Royal Highness liked to drink tea, so he took the initiative to bring some tea, and if His Highness didn't like it, the slave and maid would bring it back later. ”

"......" Beichen Xu slightly, Bing Shao's eyes crossed a trace of strangeness, and he said lightly: "Tea can be refreshed, leave it here." ”

Xue Hainiang blessed her body, "Yes." If His Highness has no orders, the slave and maid will retire first. ”

Beichen Xu looked at her straight for a while, only to see that Xue Hainiang was very uncomfortable, so he laughed lightly: "I am not the pride of the sky, I am just a lowly body imprisoned here, the girl does not need to be so restrained." Besides......" he glanced at the carefully sealed tea leaves, "thank you girl for the tea leaves." ”

......

The moon and stars are scarce, and the cold wind is lonely.

When the man in the green shirt pushed the door in, he saw the scene of his master lying on the soft couch and reading the script, day after day, year after year, he returned every time he came back at this hour, and every time he saw this familiar scene, he looked at the count, and it was about fourteen or fifteen years.

"Tsk-" A dark object came into view on the coffee table, and the man in the green shirt looked at it, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed, and sneered coldly: "Yo, you can be regarded as knowing how to send tea to us." ”