Spring evenings are coming, and the trees are full of flowers. Cang Geng's chatter picks Su Qiqi.

It was like hiding behind the curtains next to each other that day, but at this time, his lavender incense did not make Song Yuqiu dizzy and disgusted, mixed with the quiet fragrance of plum blossoms, the two fragrances complemented each other, making people confused.

After a long time, Qi Shao let go of Song Yuxuan's hand and said: "The resentment in "Plum Blossom Fu" is not as much as this sentence in "The Book of Songs". ”

The words written by him holding Song Yuqiu's hand were a little distorted and deformed, and Song Yuqiu glanced at it with a smile, and inadvertently connected to himself again. Song Yuxuan knew what was on his mind, but he didn't say it. Song Yuxuan didn't understand why he did this? Song Yuxuan thought for a long time. What is he talking about? Song Yuxuan couldn't say clearly. What did he write for? Song Yusui was lying in the snow that day, so he wanted to know, but there are 3,000 love silks, how easy is it to cut them, Song Yusui has been suffering from falling plum blossoms, even if the willow tree has pulled out new shoots and given birth to new leaves, but he is unwilling to recognize each other in the near spring.

Qi Shao took out a rigid book from his sleeve and read it to Song Yuqiu, saying: "Take the joke book outside and read it with you, people will become ineffective, and if you have a daughter's family, don't keep reading Wen Crepe," Besides, you have always kept a straight face these days, and Song Yuxuan still thinks that you still have a knife hidden in your smile to look better.

Qi Shao's eyes dodged in the depths, Song Yusui was dull and astringent, and he could still understand the strangeness he brought to Song Yuqiu. Qi Shao will always be a mystery in his heart. In his life, how many stories haunted Song Yuqiu's soul? How many emotions make Song Yu's heart surging! However, Song Yuxuan thought that he and Song Yuqiu's historians and medicine girls were only staying at this point.

Song Yusui said coldly: "Lord Xie, but whether Song Yusui is beautiful or not has nothing to do with adults." ”

Qi Shao was slightly embarrassed and said: "The women in the palace all value their appearance, and I think the same is true for medicine girls, so I don't take the liberty of it." ”

"Adults must have heard of the sick plum in the Jiangnan area! Song Yuxuan is unwilling to be a sick plum that died early! ——Mr. Lu, "From the Hundred Herb Garden to the Three Flavors Study", this is an era that has been neglected for a long time. In this era, Song Yuxuan is an ordinary person who can't be more ordinary, but in this era. Those who are as casual as Song Yuyu do not like the extravagance of the court to consume human nature.

Qi Shao's playful smile quietly crawled all over his face and said, "Pretty is beautiful, fold off your spirit!" ”

In addition, Song Yuqiu was even more suffering, and said with a wry smile: "And if you see Song Yuqiu's full appearance, adults may not have the heart to do it!" "Who are you?" "Song Yuxuan is Qi Shao!" "Song Yuqiu is your friend!" Song Yuqiu's voice seemed very gentle, but Qi Shaoguan ignored Song Yusui and continued to tell his story. Song Yusui removed the silk scarf around his neck, even if the scarf was embroidered with dazzling hundred-plate wearing patterns, it would make Qi Shao's eyes shine, because Song Yuqiu had a rouge birthmark.

He seemed to see the glaring flaws in the beautiful jade, or the breathtaking failures of the peerless paintings that were carefully concealed. He was an artist, but he was not a painter; He was a writer, but he was not a writer. He was a philosopher, but he was not a philosopher. He was a poet, but he was not a poet. He was a poet. In his eyes, in addition to reading the usual compassion, there is more hesitation, unwillingness and bitterness.

Song Yuxuan inadvertently concealed it for several months, it always showed the best appearance in front of it, and now she tore up the tribute satin brocade made in a hundred days and looked at it with it, and its answer was also expected by Song Yuxuan. Song Yusui saw Song Yuqiu's good skin in his eyes, but he saw his bad skin in Song Yuqiu's eyes. Song Yuqiu's love for him has also developed from the original love skin to the love of bad skin. If he is purely just for Song Yu's good looks. Then he should be completely desperate today, and Song Yuxuan and him should have broken off their friendship.

Song Yusui gave him a blessing and said: "The palace maid of Tianlu Pavilion, Ah Yuan, has recovered, and from tomorrow onwards, Song Yusui will no longer need to work for her." The little girl and the old man worship here like this, and they don't know that the end of the world is close in the future. ”

Before Qi Shao could recover from Fang's palpitations, Song Yuqiu blocked the birthmark with a silk scarf and rushed out of Xiyuan in a hurry, but there was a lot of sadness in his heart, like a thousand mountains carrying snow and heavy like a person.

Later, I learned that Qi Shao only fell in love with Song Yuqiu's appearance.

Abandon Qi Shao in front of the internal pharmacy and then be blocked by Chen Dian Medicine, Chen Dian Medicine held the elm three-layer box in my hand, and ordered me to serve the warm medicine in the box to Chengxi Tang Moxuan.

Sister Ning, who lost the blessing of Si Yao, was ostracized in the palace, and recently contracted a disease, and her status was slightly inferior. In the palace, Song Yuxuan's task is to solve problems for her and take care of Sister An's daily life. Chen Dianyao is the person Song Yuqiu is most familiar with, and it was she who pulled Song Yuqiu out of the harem. Who is Chen Dian Yao? Chen Dianyao is known for seeing the wind and making the rudder, and he obviously doesn't give Song Yuqiu a good or bad thing.

Song Yusui pretended to be surprised and asked: "The concubines have never summoned the doctor to inquire about the condition, how can there be an internal pharmacy to diagnose the condition?" ”

"Let you go, how can there be such a big problem," Chen Dianyao impatiently withdrew Song Yuxuan and said, "Mo Xuanzhi is a favored minister, you must not blame her!" ”

Pushed Song Yuqiu to the internal medicine bureau, and Song Yuqiu and Mo Zhi also had a few verbal battles in private, I don't know if she still remembers Song Yuqiu. "Do you remember Song Yuxuan?" "Remember, remember......" There was a little shyness and helplessness in her voice, and she seemed to be a little disappointed. Xuan'an Hall, Yichun Garden, Fanhua Pavilion...... What kind of books are they? After tossing like this, Song Yuxuan became even more impatient with Xue Mozhi, obviously sick, and still running around, it is estimated that it is not a big problem, but she is just pretending to be coquettish.

When Song Yuxuan came to Yichun Garden, she found that spring had come, and she really fulfilled the picture of a swallow reporting spring embedded in the lid of the suitcase, full of purple and red, and the willow silk was light? "There are flowers in spring, there are fruits in autumn, there is cool breeze in summer, and there is no snow in winter." This is a beautiful scene depicted by the Tang Dynasty poet Wang Zhihuan in "Poems of Dengteng Wangtai". In March, spring blossoms, and everything recovers. , the soft breeze is slightly drunk, the birds are contending, Song Yuqiu walks on the cobblestone path, walks through a verdant bamboo forest, meanders in the meantime, and then looks at the battle for beauty, a two-storey open building near the water, is the flower pavilion.

In the Flower Pavilion sat a woman in palace clothes, and next to her were two palace maids in beige clothes. Song Yuxuan walked up to her and asked softly, "What's your name?" She replied with a slight smile: "Song Yu's name is Mo Zhifu." Song Yuqiu's heart burst with joy. Who is Ink Fat Fu? Put down the suitcase and bow his head to the ink fat blessing body, and the ink fat smiled arbitrarily: "Isn't that Su Yao Girl!" We are really fated to have no part! ”

But in my heart, I was thinking that I and her were not a bad couple.

Xue Mozhi wore a daffodil-colored pleated Ruyi moon skirt, three pairs of coral beaded butterfly golden hairpins on his head, which were so bright that they were not eye-catching, and matched with the opal earrings.

She is not yet the master of the first house, according to the convention, she will only use two pairs of silver hairpins at most, and she doesn't care that she will use three pairs of gold hairpins when she crosses the level, which is only allowed by the concubine master, I really don't know if I should say that I have a lot of ambitions, or I don't know how to be polite, or the saint's favor really makes her frightened.

Mo Grease had a grudge with the Internal Medicine Bureau before, and always felt that the Internal Medicine Bureau thought that its status was low and despised him, but now he has become the master, and it is indispensable to retaliate against the people of the Internal Medicine Bureau, and whoever sent the medicine was insulted by himself.

She deliberately waved her sleeves sharply, as if she wanted Song Yusui to see the gorgeous Su embroidered peony in her cuffs, but Song Yusui just felt disgusted.

Song Yuxuan took out the shallow bowl of flowers with blue background pastel and folded branches from the suitcase, and enshrined the maids, and the maids worshipped the ink selection attendants.

Mo Xuan's servant only touched the wall of the bowl with his hand but drank the wine without hurrying, and suddenly his face changed and he reprimanded sharply: "Such a cold medicine, how can Song Yuxuan drink it." Is this how your pharmacy works? ”

Song Yuxuan was startled by her at first, but soon calmed down and explained: "Originally, the medicinal fever was sent to Xuan'an Hall as the standard, and now it is common sense to send it to Fanhua Pavilion for cooling. Song Yu took a slight temperature and waited for a while. ”

"Snap" slapped sharply, and then I saw clearly that it was the maid next to Mo Xuan, but I saw her swaggering and admonishing: "Why can't you call yourself a slave in the face of the servant?" Such a bad rule! ”

Song Yuxuan has always been reluctant to claim that the slave has reduced her status, which is like this in the internal medicine bureau, and everyone is used to this. As for those female slaves, they were the most disgusting people in Song Yuqiu's life. When they were selected to serve in the palace, Song Yuxuan scolded them, saying, "What are you called!" "You're a slave! And now let Song Yusui demean Mo Zhi and other women as slaves and maids, Song Yusui is really unwilling, but thinking of what Shangguan Jieyu said in the past and what she felt, Song Yusui also endured this breath helplessly, and said: "The slave and maid have no mouth to cover up, and make amends to the servants, but now that they are generous and benevolent, all the women in the palace have been driven out and killed, and the abolition of the Zhang family is an example, and I hope that the Mo servants can respect themselves."

Now the status of the biological mother is low, so the person who can't see the concubine beating and scolding the palace maid is the most, and there are people who favor the Xue family, they may not be able to tolerate her arbitrariness.

Mo Xuanzhi was appreciating the profound meaning of Song Yuqiu's words, Song Yuxuan blessed her body slightly, and turned around and left with the suitcase.

There were many small kitchens in the palace, and Song Yuxuan borrowed a kitchen near Yan Hetang, and soon brought the medicine to Mo Xuan's attendant.

Xue Shi held the bowl close to his lips, Song Yuqiu was slightly breathing, but suddenly saw the corners of her mouth raised, raised her hand and poured the medicinal juice on Song Yuqiu's face, and the bowl also hit the ground, Mo Xuanzhi poked Song Yuqiu's eyebrows with his fingers, and said, "What kind of heart are you settling down?" How dare such a hot medicine be served! ”