My last day at my mother's house passed like this!

On September 15th, the palace team, the ministers, and the palace maids came to welcome me and Lin Kexin into the palace. Although it was just the palace concubines entering the palace, the pomp was still extremely extravagant, not to mention that two small masters were brought out of a door, and officials and people from dozens of streets flocked to see the excitement.

I said goodbye to my father and brother and sister with tears in my eyes, and entered the palace in a sedan chair. When I sat in the sedan chair, the sound of fireworks and drums was loud in my ears, and I could vaguely hear the faint crying of my mother and sisters.

Qiushui and Azhu followed me into the palace. They are all maids that I have served since I was a child. Qiushui is quick and decisive, and has the talent to adapt; Azhu is thoughtful, gentle and considerate. Both of them are my right-hand men, and they have to support me in the harem. Surviving in the palace, if the people around you are unreliable, it is like living on the edge of a cliff, and there is always a danger of breaking bones.

As soon as the auspicious time came, I carried the palace maid's hand under the guidance of the deacon. The sedan chair stopped outside the Xihua Gate, because it was a partial concubine, not the queen of the main palace, so she could only enter through the partial door.

When I got off the sedan chair, I saw Fan Yiren and Lin Kexin, and the hanging heart was comforted a lot. Because they couldn't talk because of the rules, they could only smile at each other.

The weather on this day was very good, better than on the day of my draft, which was blue and cloudless. The autumn morning sun is warm and bright, as bright as gold.

Looking at the harem of the Forbidden City from outside the Xihua Gate, the eaves are curled, and the glazed tiles of golden yellow and green are sparkling like dazzling golden waves in the sun, shaking so that people can't open their eyes, and there is a gorgeous atmosphere of wealth and peace.

I was silent: this is where I will survive in the future. I couldn't help but look up at the sky, and a flock of geese flying south hissed and flew across the blue sky.

Outside the Xihua Gate, there were already chamberlains in dark red robes waiting for them, and surrounded by Luan Yiwei and Yulin guards, led me and several young masters to the palace where they lived. Entered the Xihua Gate, crossed the royal street and turned west from the sandwich road, the tall Zhubi palace walls on both sides were like red dragons, winding and bottomless. In the meantime, the large and small temples are scattered and endless. After walking for about a cup of tea, he stood in front of a temple. The plaque of the palace has three red gold characters: Yonghe Palace.

Yonghe Palace is a small palace room in the harem, located in the southwest corner of Shanglin Garden, a very secluded place, is a two-entry courtyard. After entering the door, there is an empty courtyard that is the main hall Yingxin Hall, and there is a small garden behind the Yingxin Hall. On both sides is the east and west side halls, and on the south side is the drinking green pavilion, which is used by the concubines to live in the summer heat. The front porch of the main hall and the two wings of the hall are connected with the back porch of the drinking green pavilion to form a quadrangle. There are two huge Xifu begonias in front of Yingxin Hall, although they are not in the spring flowering season, but they bear a lot of coral red fruits, with green leaves that have been exposed to wind and dew, which is very gratifying. In front of the corridor in the courtyard, a row of laurel trees was newly transplanted, all of which were Yuzhou osmanthus flowers of Xingong, planted in the giant vat. The flowers are in full bloom, and clusters of golden yellow dot the leaves, rich and fragrant. When you hear it from afar, you are fascinated and relaxed. The garden behind the hall is full of pear trees, it is now autumn, and the flowers bloom like snow in spring, the fragrance is pleasant, and it is a rare beauty. No wonder it's called "Yonghe Palace", and it's really a wonderful place.

I stood silently in the courtyard for a moment, glanced at the inner prison palace maids who were kneeling in an orderly manner on both sides, bowed slightly, and asked casually: "Is it the newly moved osmanthus?" ”

The palace maid who supported me beside me replied respectfully: "The queen instructed that the new nobles in the palace should have a variety of osmanthus flowers in the palace to show that the new nobles are in charge, and the inner palace is auspicious." ”