The carved beams and paintings in the Chang'an Palace, the corridor waist is back, and the door leaf carving is also a new pattern. The middle of the courtyard is lined with mountain stones, the banyan tree supports the huge shade, and the roots are new soil, which is thought to be moved in a square direction.

I don't know how it is.

Ruan Yuyi suddenly thought of the courtyard outside the palace, and her heart tightened.

"Niangniang, let's take you inside?" Wen Pheasant saw that her expression was different, and said instead. He knew about those days, and he knew that she was a little scared of the new place.

But it wasn't just her who was depressed at that time. How many times has Wen Pheasant seen the new emperor wake up with sweat on his forehead, and press his temples with his eyebrows locked, and at this time, he knew in his heart that His Majesty was caught in a nightmare again.

People who have never seen the tragedy of that war will not empathize with the depression in his heart.

At the last moment, the screams of the soldiers were probably not the resentment of not killing all the enemies and dying with regret, but the unwillingness to die in a foreign land.

Even as a flesh-and-blood person, the purest cry of pain.

How can an arrow not hurt when it pierces the throat!

Even if it is a pheasant, but in front of the royal service, he did not put on armor on the battlefield, and a few years have passed, but he still feels palpitations about the screams. What's more, it is the new emperor who is responsible for leading the troops.

Thinking about it, His Majesty must have clearly understood in his heart that the relationship between him and Concubine Jin has always been not just a collaboration with the enemy and treason, or a doctor Hu who was accidentally rescued.

That was the soldier who should have survived and was in the triumphant procession, and that was the life of the deputy general who was a brother and sister to His Majesty!

Wen Pheasant's face remained unchanged and led her to the palace.

She is slender, but her demeanor is excellent, her spine is straight, and she is a neck stretch, and she has been sick recently, and she is a weak willow to help the wind, I see a pitiful posture.

Such a fragile person, if Your Majesty is really ruthless, it is impossible for her to go to the concubine position.

Fortunately, her collusion with foreign enemies was only a misunderstanding, so His Majesty did not have to press himself so hard. Wen Pheasant sighed for a moment.

The Zhu Door was pushed open, and there was a long "squeak", as if he was also sighing.

Ruan Yuyi froze.

The layout in front of me is no different from her house in Wuzhou Ruan's house, from the soft curtains of lamps and lanterns to the set of tables and chairs. A burst of orchid fragrance came faintly, and it was also the fragrance she loved to use when she was still in the boudoir.

She walked inside.

She slowly stroked the treasure bottle on several cases, and there was a cold and delicate touch under her fingertips. Everything in front of her made her feel like she was in her homeland.

She even felt that when she turned around, what she saw in front of her was a small boat, the willow was green, and the smoke and rain were hazy and I didn't know how deep it was.

But how dare she look back.

She stroked the smoothness of the bottle's mouth, and suddenly regained her senses.

Because of the fiddling when she was a child, there was a small gap in the vase in her house, but she was happy with the picture of the double butterfly playing with the orchid, so she never discarded it.

Seeing the familiar scene in front of her, Mu Xiang's eyes trembled, and she was speechless for a while, and only said for a long time, "Miss-the slave maid thought she was in the wrong place." ”

Ruan Yuyi could only suppress the sourness on the tip of her nose by quietly holding Mu Xiang's sleeve and feeling her standing beside her.

"Niangniang," Wen Pheasant said, "can you be happy to be laid out like this?" I don't know if he didn't hear Mu Xiang's momentary gaffe, or something beside him, he didn't insist on correcting the name in Mu Xiang's mouth.

This was His Majesty's idea, and he knew that she was homesick, so he ordered this place to be repaired, so that she could chat with her feelings.

Although the furnishings in front of me are not as beautiful as other places, I don't know how many letters I went to Ruan's house in Wuzhou, and I don't know how much effort I spent on buying and purchasing them everywhere, and even found a similar chair.

It's just that later I couldn't find the same vase, so I found the original craftsman and burned a new one.

She breathed a deep sigh of relief and said softly, "You have worked hard, to achieve such a degree, it is extremely tedious to think about it." ”

Wen Pheasant replied a few words of the scene, and according to the instructions of the new emperor, he only said that it was a craftsman's idea. With that, he found the opportunity to retire and vacate the place for the master and servant.

"Miss......" Mu Xiang called softly, but there seemed to be something choking in her throat, and she couldn't say any more.

Ruan Yuyi understood, lowered her eyes and said, "A-Niang said that she wants me to live a good life, and don't treat myself badly." Let's send a letter to Wuzhou when we return to the palace. "She can't miss it.

She didn't mention it anymore, but instead looked at the vase, and curled the corners of her lower lip, "There's a little hibiscus missing in there." ”

Her thoughts drifted away, her eyelashes half-drawn, and the shadows under her eyes fell in a mournful and gentle manner. Although her smile is faint, it is rare and genuine.

Yes, in autumn, when the hibiscus flowers of the family school are in bloom, the son of the Ruan family will always put some fresh flowers in this bottle and raise them with water.

Mu Xiang opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to take, and her eyes were full of worry.

The door behind him was pushed open, Mu Xiang was stunned, and hurriedly saluted, seeing him waving his hand, he retreated to the side because he lowered his head.

Ruan Yuyi was distracted, a bony hand reached in front of her, and inserted a few red plums pinched by her fingertips into the bottle, and the slender branches were crooked in the bottle.

The red plum is extremely gorgeous, so beautiful that it makes her heart move.

"Hibiscus no," Jiang Huaiyang casually fiddled with the few red plums, making the length stagger and short, "I saw that the plum blossoms in your palace were blooming." ”

An inexplicable emotion enveloped her whole, and she didn't have time to discern it, and her body reacted first. She turned around and saluted, "I've seen Your Majesty." ”

The plum blossoms in her palace are indeed in excellent bloom. It's just that when the snow falls on the red plum, one white and one red, reflecting each other, that's called a surprise.

She handed Mu Xiang the sleeve stove, and reached for the plums, a cold hand that Rou Yi touched intentionally or unintentionally. "Your Majesty came to reward it on a snowy day, it couldn't be more appropriate." She invited.

His eyes darkened, and he grabbed her hand, Xu was always holding the sleeve stove, her hand was warm and soft, as if it had dispelled a lot of cold on his body.

"It's a pity that Namei has only seen her for one season." She smiled at the corner of her lips and said softly.

He knew that what she said was moving here in the future, so he wouldn't be able to see Mei Xuan every day. He said, "If you like it, you can have someone move it." ”

She shook her head, "The concubines are afraid that moving around will spoil their vitality, so it's better to plant them in the same place." "There are some things that are where they should be, and they are easily moved by the joy of the moment, but I am afraid that they will backfire.

He said no more, and let her go.

After being silent for a while, Ruan Yuyi suddenly spoke, "When the concubine was still at home, she once moved a hibiscus plant, and after living for a spring and autumn, it gradually withered. ”

She rarely talked about the events before Jingzhong, Xu was in a clear mood now, and she unconsciously wanted to find someone to talk to. He didn't interrupt her, and listened quietly.

She continued, "It turned out that the concubine's brother used to exchange fresh flowers for the concubine every day, but then he simply moved the whole plant, but it turned out to—"

He paused with the hand that was playing with her fingertips, his eyebrows skipped slightly.

I had never heard her mention her brother.

(End of chapter)