For Song Yuxuan's answer, he didn't look surprised, but asked calmly: "Why are you?" ”

"Does Song Yingche want to put Song Yuqiu and charcoal fire together? Song Yusui took off the pen in his hand, put it in the Beacon Mountain, and said gently: "If you don't do this, Song Yusui will thank Song Yingche for his mercy, and you must not be crowned a concubine!" He raised his head, looked at Song Yuqiu, and seemed to say calmly: "You are a very talented person, Song Yuqiu believes that you can make a career." When Song Yuxuan heard this, she felt very uncomfortable, and thought: This is not good! After saying that, he knelt on the ground and on the ground.

Song Yuqiu's words were like a scoop of cold water for Song Yingche, who was hot and wanted to spoil Song Yuqiu, so when Song Yuqiu said this, he lowered his head and didn't dare to look at him, Song Yuqiu could not distinguish whether he was happy or angry, and was silent for a long time, and the mahogany floor hurt Song Yuqiu's knees slightly.

Now that he has taken a risk, there is no harm in changing the conversation, Song Yuxuan kowtowed again and said: "The back court has always been a place where grievances gather. The red face and white hair complained to the end, and Wen Lan Ruo was haunted in front of the hall, "Thinking of this, the corner of Song Yuqiu's mouth overflowed with a wry smile: "There is a divine blessing in the saint." And so is Song Yuxuan.

Song Yuqiu is afraid of the ghost of the dead, Song Yuqiu is even more afraid of the surviving concubines, each with a ghost, the harem of the concubines from ancient times to the present day has fought wits and courage in this place of every inch of land, fighting wits and courage for thousands of years, killing people without blinking, killing people without blinking an eye, even ascending to the queen's throne is like facing the abyss, and it is difficult to avoid even the miserable end after the abolition, and Song Yusui has no roots, and most of the people who can look up are probably only the bottomless grace of the saint to Song Yuxuan, and he is not afraid. Song Yuqiu didn't dare to say how capable she was, but Song Yuqiu knew how small Song Yuqiu was, like a small flying insect. Song Yuxuan just wanted to make her life better. Today, the harem is even more wide-eyed by powerful figures such as Lu Zhaorong, and I am afraid that life is getting worse and worse.

The emperor sighed lightly, Song Yusui waited for him to speak, and did not want him to embrace Song Yusui into his arms, before Song Yusui pulled his sleeves in a panic, his hands were still in his arms and pressed an inch, Song Yuqiu's cheeks were instantly red, and it was difficult to push him.

Song Yuqiu's other hand swam around and didn't know where to put it, and was inadvertently held by his right hand, this moment was so close to him, the hair tightly on his temples Song Yusui also saw it in his eyes, and his breathing on the tips of his ears was hazy like a mirage, but it was real, just heard him mutter: "If I have been with you, you will not be afraid!" ”

This is the promise he made to Song Yuxuan? Is he the other half of Song Yuxuan's life? Song Yuxuan knew that he was Song Yuxuan's. But why didn't he give it to Song Yuqiu? He said, "When you grow up, I will marry you off." Accompanying Song Yuxuan to the present, is that the road of a lifetime? Song Yusui was expressionless in her heart, turned her head sideways to face his clear pupils, and there was no compassion but deeper pity, Song Yuqiu's hidden private thoughts dissipated in an instant like a breeze blowing through a wheat field, and for a while she was depressed, her heart skipped and she looked back at him in a daze.

His eyes were blurred and gradually approached Song Yuqiu, intimate contact, and for the first time, he found that his gaze was so delicate, even if a woman exhausted her eyebrows, it was difficult to portray, the tenderness in his eyes was like the gentle ripples in the wheat field, Song Yuqiu was instantly overwhelmed by those eyes.

Song Yusui couldn't help but close his eyes, and after waiting for a long time, he only kissed Song Yusui lightly between his eyebrows, as light and beautiful as a butterfly's wing feathers touching his skin.

Song Yingche left, and gave an order at night to seal me from the five beauties. Song Yusui took the will with a long sigh, after all, he was obedient to Song Yu's will. Song Yuxuan thought that since she was a noble concubine, she should have a golden book and a golden seal of her wife. Under the queen, she must also be given a seal letter before she can be entitled, which has been recorded in the "Book of Shang"; After the emperor, the jade plate will be awarded, which is a matter in the "Book of Rites: Qu Li". Under the beauty, it is in front of the Taiji Palace. It's only one more in Shaofu.

However, Your Majesty may give a knight against common sense, and I will not serve the sleep but give a knight a beauty. Biru had to sleep at night every day, preparing bathing soup and a change of clothes for Song Yuqiu. She began to work after arranging everything for me, while Song Yuqiu sat by and did not wake up until late at night. At this moment, Song Yuxuan secretly decided: You must do it hard! When she woke up the next morning, Biru was still busy. Seeing that she was very busy, Song Yuqiu also waited anxiously, and finally waited for the bad news that Song Yingche was sleeping alone tonight.

He seems to regard Song Yuxuan as a lotus that can be viewed from a distance but cannot be played with, and he happens to be the one who likes lotus. It was a summer afternoon, he took Song Yuqiu to see the lotus flowers, and by the lotus pond, he took Song Yuqiu's hand and said, "Do you know? It was the most beautiful moment in Song Yuqiu's life. Song Yuxuan did not refute. Then it is entirely possible that he will keep it hidden from the beginning, and Song Yusui will not debunk him, and the two of them introduce each other as confidants.

But today, in addition to changing to a more comfortable place, there are a lot of servants around, and life is boring, so it's better to stay in the pharmacy to enrich it. No, Song Yusui was sitting at the medicine table, looking at a man looking around inside, Song Yusui thought, he must have something on his mind, right? Song Yuxuan walked over and asked, "Who are you looking for?" He looked up at Song Yuxuan. The people in Lan Ruotang were worried about Song Yuqiu, worried that Song Yuqiu's condition would become a dilemma because of Song Yuxuan's condition; The palace maids who served Song Yuqiu were also anxious for Song Yuqiu, drank green-mouthed quickly, and told Song Yuqiu all the palace maids' private comments, but they were reprimanded by Biru again, and they were not allowed to chew casually.

Why is this happening? If the pear blossoms in the courtyard are about to fall, it may be difficult to control, and people's hearts will always be difficult to control. Unbeknownst to him, Song Yuqiu's willful behavior really made Song Yingche very angry, so he deliberately hung Song Yuqiu in the air for several days. On this day, while he was drinking tea in the flower garden, he saw a young man there, so he came up and asked, "When did you come here?" The young man replied, "Song Yu's name is Lu Yi'er." Although he concluded in his heart that he was not so easy to retreat, he was drunk and feared for no reason.

There are not many days when the pear blossoms can't survive, and the pear blossoms in the courtyard are blooming very vigorously and are slightly declining. This is one of the reasons why Song Yuxuan often went there to sketch and create when he was working many years ago. At that time, Song Yuqiu thought: It would be great if there was a piece of pear tree planted by himself! For many days, I didn't calm down to draw a Danqing, calculating to use paper and pen to leave a shadow of a white pear, but unfortunately the mentality was disturbed, and the pen was finally thrown back on the pen holder several times.

If you have a poor appetite, you will have lunch to deal with it. At noon, Song Yuxuan was still asleep in bed, and was suddenly awakened by a rapid knock on the door. It's Biru knocking on the door! Song Yuxuan turned over and got up, hurriedly dressed and went out to greet her. Biru was already waiting for Song Yuxuan at the door. In the afternoon, Song Yusui knelt on the brocade mat in the corridor to bask in the sun, and there was a noise outside the door while flipping through the "Taiping Guangji", and then sure enough, she saw Biru kneeling behind Song Yusui with a happy face, and said to Song Yuqiu: "Tonight, when Song Yingche lights the master's bed, the master should take a bath and prepare first." ”

Song Yusui glanced at Biru blankly, she felt that Song Yusui was so excited that she didn't hear clearly, and endured it over and over again, Song Yusui let go of the book in her hand, her heart was unsettled, and she vaguely tasted a trace of sadness that fate could not get rid of, and let Biru and Cai Lan wait for Song Yusui to go in and take a bath.

According to the regulations of this dynasty, the favored women under the noble concubines are sent into the Zhenguan Palace by the soft sedan chair that night, and the palace concubines can not stay for one night, and they will return to the residence when they are young, and only the position of the lord of the palace above the noble concubines can stay in the palace for the lord.

In addition to the noble birth, the lady of the family who was named the marquis when she entered the palace, the young lady who was born a little poorly, and the young lady who was not high in the marquis, of course, it was inevitable that she was a little humiliated, and I was unlucky.

I used to imagine that after waiting for a long day for the wedding, my husband would drink wine with his hijab and listen to the bride say that it would be a good match for a hundred years. This night, Song Yusui was surrounded by a happy atmosphere, and slowly immersed in sweetness and warmth in her gentle and considerate care. However, all this did not come true with Song Yuxuan's intention. And now it's a concubine after all, but thinking about its first night started like this, and I can't help but add a little embarrassment, I have never been selected as a show girl, and I once held the simple idea of "holding the hand of the son and growing old with the son", and now I am afraid that I will be teased if I say it.

Song Yusui slowly sank into the bathtub, poured water on her steam-smoked red face, and made up her mind to kill all those thoughts, forgetting that Cai Lan was combing Song Yuqiu's long hair, and pulled her hair up at once, and her mood was even worse.

After taking a bath, it was still early, and after changing into a moon-white pleated palace silk skirt, everything was ready, and it was half an hour before the soft sedan came. At this time, the emperor was already like a crown of jade, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and a solemn and gentle expression. He was closing his eyes slightly, staring calmly ahead, as if waiting for something. It was probably because the bathing water was too hot, and at this moment, Song Yuqiu only felt that her blood was surging, her heart was weak and uneasy, and she couldn't see the swaying in front of her, so she sent someone to withdraw the palace maid.

The heat of the hair made Song Yuxuan pick a hollow carved crape myrtle ivory hairpin and wanted to pull her hair up, but she was familiar with Ruyi bun with both hands, and her hands couldn't help but condense together. Song Yusui stared at the mirror in a daze: How did Song Yuqiu's hair grow? Why stay so much! Song Yuxuan thought, Shen Weizhi must have some secrets, right? Why? What should Song Yuqiu do? Song Yuqiu smiled bitterly in the mirror, in the end, she couldn't get around the entanglement of Shen Wei's illness, Shen Wei's illness left too many marks on Song Yuqiu's life, and even when combing her hair, Song Yuqiu couldn't get rid of the shadow of Shen Wei's illness, and finally Song Yuqiu still combed a not-so-skillful bun and loose and crumbling hair when she coiled her hair.