Biru obediently retreated, naturally knowing that she was cautious, and the men who stayed in the Huanyi Bureau paid more attention to the hard-won freedom than ordinary people, and did not easily play with herself.

Of course, drinking green is accidental, Song Yusui hilariously took the bowl of wolfberry herbal tea on the table and ate it, every day Song Yusui told her to only drink boiled tea, she obediently, followed Song Yuqiu, and finally got down to business.

Tossing and turning between wrists, inadvertently touching the makeup box and bead hairpins, mixed with the ingenious peach folding fan, and reflecting with Xue Mo's fat and blood fan.

Song Yuxuan spread out the fan, dazzling blood, and only sighed secretly at that time, crazy enough to do such a crazy act like her, and pitied her slightly, and did not make her own thoughts. Xue Mozhi was originally a friend of Song Yuqiu, and Song Yuqiu once wrote a poem for her: Song Yuqiu loves your fan, but she doesn't know what good it is. This was Song Yuxuan's last words to her after her death. But now that I look closely, I'm afraid that this fan is no longer a generation, and the blood may not be Xue Mozhi.

The truth behind the scenes of the glamorous peach blossoms has finally been revealed, and the enchanting and gorgeous behind-the-scenes, the dirty facts, there has never been such a blood fan. Song Yuxuan picked up the small bamboo tube in his hand, which contained a delicate and small fan. Song Yuxuan turned it slightly. Song Yusui didn't know who gave it to Song Yuqiu, anyway, Song Yusui liked it very much. Song Yuxuan threw the fan out, and the delicate paper fan swirled around the sky, like a peach blossom falling to the ground.

Biru obeyed the order, and Chun'er would not delay, but Xue Mozhi did not immediately present the painting scroll as Song Yuxuan expected. She was a very talented woman, and her paintings were always fascinating. Song Yuxuan wants to know what she thinks of her work? Why is she so fond of her paintings? Are her drawings really that good? Song Yuqiu waited patiently, thinking that Xue Mozhi's insatiable greed would not disappoint Song Yuxuan too much, and she would eventually be unable to help it.

On September 9th, the day of the Double Ninth Festival, Song Yingche and Lin Chi held a feast in the Linhu Palace, the palace has many names, frequent banquets, and I am also quite interested in the sense of the Shanshan, dressed up more casually, picked a golden chrysanthemum hairpin, and inserted a dark red dogwood that must be brought during the Double Ninth Festival, and the costume is also plain water and clouds.

Looking at himself in the mirror, I found that he was a little haggard, his skin was clear and white in the past, and he didn't need rouge, and his cheeks were slightly red as if he was drunk, but now his eyelids were swollen and there were dark shadows in his eyes. "What's wrong with you?" Biru asked, looking at the face in front of her. "Song Yuxuan is in a bad mood these days and wants to find a doctor." "What kind of illness, Song Yuxuan didn't see it. Biru immediately took out the powder box and pounced on it carefully, saying, "The master has been in a bad mood in the past few days, so it's better to go back and send a doctor to take a look!" ”

"Or do you not sleep well at night?" Song Yuxuan fiddled with the low-hanging ginkgo earrings. The voice faded away. The name of Song Yusui is recorded in the half moon of Tongshi, lying on the couch of the Zhenguan Palace, the bed is full of carnival atmosphere, and he leans on Song Yusui and sleeps peacefully. And Song Yuxuan happened to sleep extremely lightly, unable to adapt to the unfamiliar bed, listening in the outer room leaked even more drops, and was sent back to Lan Ruotang at dawn, unable to sleep all night, dark circles, not unexpected. "Is this Song Yuxuan's dream?" Song Yuqiu walked back and forth in the bedroom, wanting to tell him what happened in the dream. He didn't answer. "Sleep! Song Yuxuan is going to see you. He looked up. I didn't sleep well, and the water came inaccurately, and it was delayed for half a month.

When drinking a cup of wolfberry stewed chicken served by Green, Song Yuxuan felt greasy and disgusting as soon as he took a few bites, and couldn't help but hold his handkerchief and retch. "Hey! What's wrong with you? Seeing that Song Yusui was so uncomfortable, Biru hurriedly came over and asked with concern. This is all to blame on Song Yuqiu, it was Song Yuqiu who accidentally got the dish wet. Biru helped Song Yusui to persuade from the side: "The master is much haggard, the wolfberry nourishes the blood and calms the nerves, let's eat some well, I won't eat much for the banquet after a while." ”

Song Yuxuan scooped it out with a porcelain spoon, and had no choice but to pick a few wolfberries and swallow them, so that he could take them off.

Linhu Hall Danqi is empty, just the best place for feasting and drinking, the golden wind blows carefully, the water is blowing, the lotus that has faded is cleaned up, but it lacks autumn. In front of the waterfront hall, there was a man standing. He was of medium height, with a thin face, his hair was a little messy, and there was a faint fragrance on his body, as if telling a story of the past. Song Yuxuan knew that he was Brother Xie Chang'an. Song Yusui came earlier than Xie Chang'an, and the chamberlain wanted to lead Song Yusui to a place close to the president, Song Yusui pushed back, and chose a remote and waterfront place to sit down, it turned out that Song Yusui should be in the second seat in the distance.

Song Yusui looked around, but found that Ms. Mingzhen was already in her own position, she and Song Yuqiu's eyes quietly contacted, the beautiful appearance did not smile, cold and lonely as a crane's wings, suddenly smiled, toasted to Song Yusui from afar, it seemed to invite Song Yuqiu, and Song Yusui also toasted, the two tacitly drank the wine, and Song Yusui did not dare to stare at the lady for a long time, as if afraid of being scorched by the sun. The lady raised the wine glass to her chest and whispered slowly: "Life must be happy, don't let the golden cup fall all over the pool......" Song Yuxuan also sang in a low voice. The song came from afar, and it seemed to have been sent by the princess of Xincheng. But his wife returned to Concubine Xi's arms and hugged the princess of Xincheng, and Concubine Xi was also nodding and saluting Song Yuqiu.

has been waiting for a long time, the concubines are in pairs, and the prosperous Linhu Palace, but there is still no shadow of Xie Chang'an, and Song Yuqiu is bored.

Suddenly, the concubines who approached the palace gate stood up one by one, thinking that it was just Lu Zhao's face. "This is a gift from Song Yuqiu?" Mingzhen saw that Lu Zhaorong's face was a little unnatural, so she asked, "What?" Lu Zhaorong smiled and nodded to the concubine in return, a long skirt lined with pearls and emerald lined with light purple six apricot Lin Chunyan embroidered on the ground, the hollow inlay of agate gold silk arm in the right hand, the reflection of the golden light through the light purple shawl is still dazzling, and the three pairs of light purple and blue field jade bracelets on Hao's wrist made a jingle when he owed Mrs. Mingzhen to say goodbye.

The biggest advantage of Lu Zhaorong's appearance is that even if he looks pearled, he is not vulgar, although he cannot be compared with Mrs. Mingzhen's noble nature, but it is more than enough to press the flowers of the Linhu Palace.

Lu Zhaorong was followed by the beautiful and charming concubine, but the other woman in pink was even more dazzling, and she was Lu Zhaorong's sister Lu Ningzhu. Both of them are talented women with both talents and appearances, but because of their different personalities, they have become the most discordant pair in the sisterhood. Lu Ningzhu's beauty and intelligence were not a secret at the time. As a person who does not have the style of a sister, even if she tries her best to imitate her sister's outfit, she can't learn Lu Zhaorong with a peacock bead tassel hairpin on her head, and she can't avoid Lu Zhaorong's mind.