When Song Yuxuan came out of the Zhaoyang Palace, there was already a pair of pale yellow glazed rhombic check vases given by the queen in his hands.

The glaze making method is completely imported from the Western Regions, and the glaze made by the craftsmen of the Central Plains is always not as clear and lush as the Western Regions introduced, so the lighter the color of the glaze, the more precious it is. Song Yusui once had the experience of watching the glaze, that is, in the dusk of a summer afternoon, Song Yusui sat alone in front of the window and watched the sunset gradually sink in the west. At this time, a voice came from afar: "Come and see!" Song Yuxuan glanced at it, and handed the reward bottle to Biru to see, still suspicious.

The queen is not so much pure-hearted and has few desires, but also hides deeply, and it is difficult to draw conclusions. And whether the queen pities Song Yusui or dislikes Song Yusui can't guess. Her love for Song Yuxuan is innate. She had three choices for Song Yuqiu: the first time, she was her first love; The second time, she was his beloved wife; The third time, she was Song Yuxuan's lover. She is willing to let Song Yusui protect Liuli's pure body, is she bullying Song Yuqiu's youth and naivety, or simply asking Song Yusui to part ways.

When he came out of the Zhaoyang Palace, the sky was already bright, and the sun reflected the dark reflection of the bluestone palace road. Lady Mingzhen is a beautiful and mysterious woman, she was an outstanding female politician and writer in the late Yuan and early Ming Dynasty. Song Yuxuan once saw her name in "History of the Yuan" - Li Yu. It's still early to think about it, so I took Biru to Yuanzhen Hall to meet Mrs. Mingzhen.

Although Mrs. Mingzhen's favorite peony is known throughout the palace, it is not easy to prepare a worship for Mrs. Mingzhen. Song Yuxuan and his wife Xie Changan live in the same courtyard. Song Yuqiu often went to see her. Song Yuxuan thought, she must like peonies! The two of them often went for a walk in the garden. Song Yuxuan said to her. Song Yuxuan knew. Xie Changan asked Song Yuxuan to send a pair of paintings inlaid with Seven Treasures rhino horns to paint Peony Huasheng, and the makeup box the day before yesterday had been prepared for Song Yuxuan. But Song Yuxuan guessed that the jewelry was very valuable, and in the face of Mrs. Mingzhen, who was very favored, that Huasheng couldn't get into his sight.

In addition, the choice of jewelry for worship is inevitably a mere formality. But Song Yuqiu didn't want to show Song Yuqiu's humility in front of others, so he had to set his eyes on her. Her name is Peony. She was a very attractive woman. Song Yuxuan wants to know what she is like? Song Yusui thought about it and decided to give her the medicinal peony that Song Yusui personally cultivated in the Internal Pharmacy, firstly, it showed Song Yuqiu's sincerity, and she had helped Song Yusui once in the merits of the ink grease before, and secondly, it showed that Song Yusui was modest and cautious, had no intention of competing, and did not forget that she was born as a medicine girl.

Because he was reluctant to return to work in the Internal Pharmacy, he still sent Biru to the residence of the Internal Pharmacy to move the peony for herself. It was an early summer night, Song Yuqiu was writing something in the study, and suddenly, a shout came from under the window: "Sister Biru! She was busy for a long time, and when she came back, she told Song Yuqiu that she didn't know much about flowers, and almost pulled out those peony roots, but fortunately there was a doctor to help.

What about the doctors? Song Yuxuan's answer: No! Song Yuqiu didn't understand why she asked this question, because Song Yuqiu didn't know what these two words meant to Song Yuqiu, and she didn't know why she asked like this. Song Yuxuan just wants to tell you: Why? Song Yusui didn't ask any more, and now asking all this only adds to Song Yuqiu's sadness.

Walking all the way, the number of people in the palace gradually increased, they recognized Biru coming, and naturally deduced Song Yuqiu's identity, and glanced at Song Yusui curiously while leaning over to ask for peace, and the staring eyes made Song Yusui uncomfortable.

When she finally arrived at Yuanzhen Hall, Mrs. Mingzhen took the palace maid Cuiyu to send someone to take the pot of peonies brought by Song Yuxuan, and then took Song Yuxuan into the inner garden.

The style of Yuanzhentang is quite similar to that of Lan Ruotang, both of which are quietly luxurious. When Lu Zhaorong was born in Yangui Hall, the same was true, although he was not exquisite, he was not magnificent. Song Yuxuan knew very little about him, only that he mentioned his name in "Yuanzhen Caotang Illustrated" - Chen Zhifo. I still remember that once I went to Yanguitang to do things for the medicine, and the tea set brought was actually vulgar gold-inlaid porcelain, which was so bright that people's eyes were quick to move, and even the interest in tasting tea was reduced.

However, the scenery of Yuanzhen Hall is much more prosperous than that of Lan Ruotang. Walking into the small courtyard, the first thing that catches your eye is the tall and stout ancient elm tree, which is more than two meters high, covering the sun and covering the sky and the earth, which is daunting. Along the way, there are peonies of various colors, and there are no other flowers to compete with them. And Mrs. Mingzhen is really a rare person who loves flowers and understands flowers, and the peony has been recuperated by her, and it does not look vulgar, but charming, like the owner of the courtyard.

Walking into the door, the first is the pattern of carmine and rhombic flowers that are stacked on top of each other like a heavy pavilion, and then along the seven-puzzle path made of gravel all the way to divide the flowers and willows, there are silver and red qiao, Haiyun purple and Luohan red, there are mountain flowers, green mountains and snow, Mokui and kudzu scarf purple, there are silver powder and gold scales, etc., all kinds of peonies that Song Yusui has seen or has never met, bloom according to the flower-shaped leaf order, and are planted in the courtyard by staggered.

Stepping into the inner hall, I glanced around, the vases in the Yuanzhen Hall are all celadon burned by the official kiln, and there are only three or four silk curtains between the inside and outside, and the rest are replaced with pearl curtains, giving people a hazy feeling of nothingness, and when Song Yu swept into the hall and placed a few pots of flowery peonies, he remembered what he saw when he stepped into the Yuanzhen Hall, and suddenly knew that the prosperity in the Yuanzhen Hall was completely brought by the rich peony.

Cui Yu lifted the bead curtain, Mrs. Mingzhen leaned on the soft couch, holding the soft pillow of Su embroidered mandarin duck and the gossip of Xi Concubine with one hand, although she was not careful to dress up, a silver and Zhu brocade cloud pattern silk dress was soft and bright, slightly lazy, after all, it was a natural national color, and her spontaneous posture was like a peony drunk and lying. Her voice was very soft, but it made people feel a gentle breath rushing to their faces: "Song Yusui knows that you are not in good health, but this is not the main problem......" "Song Yusui knows that you are very sick, but she can't give up treatment just because Song Yusui doesn't love you." From time to time, she held the gold enamel armor and stroked the temples that were sick and neglected, and the concubine next to her was really like a green leaf lined with red flowers at this moment.

When Song Yuxuan was surprised how she and Concubine Xi were so familiar with Mrs. Mingzhen, Concubine Xi smiled and stood up with Song Yuxuan's face and said goodbye to Mrs. Mingzhen and said, "Song Yusui is here to help the museum, come back in the afternoon!" Song Yuxuan asked puzzledly, "How do you know?" Laughing, she turned and went to find a small stool to sit on. Song Yuxuan said while eating, "Is this Mrs. Mingzhen?" Hearing this, I suddenly remembered that Concubine Xi lived in the Fushu Hall of the Yuanzhen Hall.

Mrs. Mingzhen nodded in response. "Song Yuxuan's illness has happened again!" Her voice was soft, but Song Yuxuan heard it very clearly. Song Yuxuan was surprised: what made her speak so softly? Concubine Xi walked past Song Yuqiu, patted Song Yuqiu's shoulder gently, and smiled at Song Yuqiu, Song Yuqiu was very nervous, so she had to squeeze a little smile to show her.

Song Yusui bowed down condescendingly and fell to the ground, Mrs. Mingzhen asked people to lift a peachwood stool and beckoned Song Yusui to sit down. Song Yusui said: "Do you see that Song Yusui is still in good health?" Is there a small change?" She said: "I don't know, it may be ......" Song Yuxuan said: "Yes! In the meantime, there was a palace maid in charge of the dark brown potion, and she frowned and drank it in one gulp.

Song Yuxuan chatted with her for a while, and gently teased it between her slender fingers, and put it on the semi-circular table, and the blue grass pattern azure porcelain insert on the bottle mouth was double-petaled, and the snow reflected the red morning glow peony.

Song Yusui covered the palace silk fan and said with a smile: "The peonies in the Niangniang Palace are all in good bloom, and the peonies given by the concubine look a little thin in the flowers. ”

"All the peonies raised in this palace are ornamental peonies, not medicinal, natural and beautiful," Speaking of peonies, Mrs. Mingzhen suddenly became interested, her cold face flushed, and said with a smile: "This snow reflects the morning glow, somewhat with a bit of decadence." Song Yuxuan will take you to see another Yuanzhen Hall that is the best. ”

The two walked into the garden with a group of maidservants, and Mrs. Mingzhen stopped in front of a delicate door, pointing at Song Yuqiu, who nodded to show good obedience. Mrs. Mingzhen said, "This is a good thing!" Song Yusui thought, Mrs. Mingzhen wants Song Yusui to see the new appearance of this flower, right? In fact, in Song Yuxuan's eyes, she didn't see the benefits of this delicate appearance, and guessed in her heart that it might be because Mrs. Mingzhen liked this kind of peony more, she took Song Yuxuan to see it and didn't know what it meant, so she had to deal with it carefully.

Hearing the praise of others, he naturally rejoiced when he served beside the flowers and plants. But at this moment, Mingzhen was sitting in the courtyard, holding scissors and cutting flowers. Her face was filled with a happy smile: "Song Yuxuan is Mrs. Mingzhen!" How can you say that you are Mrs. Myeong-jeong? Mrs. Mingzhen asked the maid to carry water, pull up her sleeves, bow her head and hold the scoop to pour. The posture of beauty is more charming and delicate.

Mrs. Mingzhen suddenly turned her head sideways and asked, "Do you know why this flower is called Jiaorong Sanchang?"

"This flower is called the three changes of delicate appearance. Because the color of the flower changes over time, it is pale green when it first opens, pink when it opens, and light white when it is gone. In the mother's hand, it was light green when it was first opened.

"The world is full of Lin Yuexi monks, well-read and knowledgeable. Thou hast not insulted his family's reputation! This is the famous poet Li Yu of the Ming Dynasty in the "Idle Love" when he described the famous prostitute Fang Ling in Suzhou at that time. Fang Ling is a young woman. She studied with her husband at Taiqing Temple. Mrs. Mingzhen put down her sleeves and said, "The last time Concubine Xi saw this flower before, she mistook it for bean green."

Song Yuxuan couldn't help but feel ridiculous, there was a big difference between the bean green and the three changes of Jiaorong in terms of flower shape, but there was room for her mouth, and she said: "Concubine Xi doesn't know as much as Miss Xi about peonies, and it's not strange to occasionally misidentify them." Miss cherishes flowers and loves flowers, I'm afraid that no one in the palace can beat it! ”