On this day, as soon as the restaurant opened, I heard the officials on the street banging the gong and hurriedly driving pedestrians on the street, shouting: "The concubine Niangniang travels, all avoid!" When the concubine travels, she will avoid it! ”

When the peddlers and pawns on the street and the people who led the carts and sold pulp saw the officials coming, they were afraid to avoid it, but after a while, the originally bustling streets were cleared.

Some pedestrians who were in a hurry had no choice but to hide in their restaurants, order a bowl of food at random, and whisper about the world's things while whispering.

"The first queen has been abolished for so long, but the second position has been vacant, what do you say the emperor thinks, why don't you set up a queen again."

"Can why? It's just that the power of the former queen's mother family has not been eradicated. ”

"It turned out that it was said that this rear position belonged to Guo Guifei, but now that Guo Xiaotian is dead, the Guo family has lost its backbone, and I'm afraid Guo Guifei can't easily sit on the back seat."

"Today's saint only has one son from Guo Guifei, who else can she choose if she is not chosen as the queen?"

"This can be said to be two, it has long been rumored that Meng Guifei and her son King Qin more than 20 years ago did not die at all, saying that they were carried out of the fire by the old eunuch and quietly escaped from the palace."

"Oops! You believe in such a shadowless thing! ”

"There are noses and eyes outside, what can't be believed?"

There is no shortage of all kinds of anecdotes in the tea house restaurants, and the nobles are not allowed to go out on the street, and the people who are detained in the small restaurants gather in a nonsense.

After a while, the rumbling of palace cars sounded in the street, and the people who were confined in the restaurant closed the windows again and craned their necks to look out.

Love was sitting on the second floor of the restaurant, and she looked out the window to see more than a thousand palace guards crowding three gorgeous palace cars passing through the street.

Looking at the specifications of the palace car, the one at the front should be Guo Guifei, and the two cars behind should be her children, King Qi and Princess Shuangchi.

Among the palace people who followed, there were people holding yellow paper incense candles, and it seemed that Guo Guifei took her children to travel this time, and she should go to the royal temple outside the city to worship the Buddha and repay her vows.

Or is something going on in the palace again?

If it weren't for that, if it wasn't for the New Year, the concubine wouldn't go to the Imperial Temple in such a big battle.

Luo Fu glanced at Guo Guifei's gorgeous palace car, and couldn't help but remember her parents again.

Although she stabbed Guo Xiaotian, Guo Guifei was the real murderer who framed her father.

Love squinted as she stood at the window, staring at the heavily armed guards who surrounded Kwok's car, armed with knives and guns.

At this moment, she does not have the ability to slash Guo Guifei, but she has never forgotten the blood feud of the Luo family.

Suddenly, a Chinese car following behind Guo Guifei stopped suddenly, and then, a palace person stepped forward to open the car door and respectfully listened to the instructions of the people inside.

Love was condescending, and although she didn't see it very clearly, the sound of the frost pool in the car still fell into her eyes.

To tell the truth, she is a very beautiful woman, but she is very beautiful.

In her previous life, this Shuangchi was thinking about Sima Chao in her heart, and when Sima Chao wanted to marry Shuangchi, she begged Sima Chao to change his mind.

Shuangchi is the daughter of Guo Guifei, and let her make her low for the enemy's daughter Fu Xiao all day long, how cruel it is for her.

However, in his previous life, Sima Chao finally concluded a marriage contract with Shuangchi.

He explained to her that the alliance between the Sima family and Guo Guifei was just to take what they needed, and when the Sima family really won the world, he would break the marriage contract and straighten her up.

It's a pity that in her last life, she couldn't wait for the day when Sima Chao fulfilled his promise, and she died so miserably the day before he married Shuangchi.

In this life, she gave up Sima Chao, and I don't know if he and Shuangchi can continue their relationship.

Love, who pondered for a moment, raised his hand and closed the window, descended the stairs, and returned to the mansion through the back door.

It was noon, and she was sleepy, so she lay down on her little bed and fell asleep with her eyes closed.

By the time Love opened his eyes, it was Ugin in the west, and the afterglow of the setting sun cast a soft glow on the room through the window.

As soon as she woke up, Love was still a little dazed, and in a trance, she heard a noise outside the window, and she sat up and looked out.

It turned out to be Sima Rui.

He was digging in the yard with an iron pickaxe, he was wearing a short brown cloth coat and wielding the iron pickaxe vigorously, and the afterglow of the setting sun stretched his already long figure into a slender one.

At this time, Sima Rui came back to Mrs. Tai to see her in various names every once in a while, although Love knew that Mrs. Tai was just an excuse, but Love was not disgusted in his heart.

For the Sima family, Sima Rui is one of the few people that Love's can trust.

He and Sima Chao are completely different people, Sima Rui is polite and gentle, almost no one hates associating with someone like Sima Rui.

Love also regarded him as a friend.

"What are you doing?" Love leaned in front of the window and asked Sima Rui with a smile.

Sima Rui, who was sweating like rain, heard the prestige, and he looked at Luo Fu and smiled: "I see that there are no flowers and trees in your yard, I will plant them for you." ”

He raised his sleeve and wiped the sweat from his forehead, pointed to the tree on the side and said, "This phoenix wood is not your favorite." ”

Love's joy replied: "How can anyone who plants flowers and trees in autumn live?" ”

Sima Rui was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then said with a smile: "It's okay, if you can't live, I'll just plant it again in the spring." ”

As he spoke, he picked up the pickaxe and swung it again.

Love got out of bed, picked up the teapot and walked out of the room, and said to Sima Rui, "Let's take a break and drink some water." ”

"I'm not thirsty." Sima Rui replied, but the work in his hand did not stop: "You put it over there first, and then drink it after I have planted this tree." ”

When Love heard this, she brought the teapot to the pavilion, placed it on the stone table, and asked Sima Rui, "Where did you get the tree seeds?" ”

Sima Rui replied while waving an iron pickaxe: "I dug it out of the garden on the outskirts of Beijing. ”

There is a large piece of phoenix wood in the suburb of Beijing, which was planted by Sima Chao for her, and Sima Chao took her to see it before, but she only glanced at it.

"If this tree can live, it will bloom next spring, and then you can open the window and see it, how nice."

As he spoke, Sima Rui stopped his movements, looked carefully at the tree pit that had been dug out, and muttered, "It's almost." With that, she turned to Love and said, "Come and help me." ”

He pointed to the sapling beside him: "Put the sapling here and straighten it." ”

Love complied.

Sima Rui pointed out meticulously: "Straighten the point, if it is crooked, this tree will have to grow crooked in the future." ”

Love did it again, this time Sima Rui nodded with satisfaction, first bit by bit with his hands to bury the roots of the tree with the wet soil, and only when the sapling could stand firmly did he pick up a shovel and shovel the soil to cover the tree pit.

When he had done this, he went to the well again, brought a bucket of water, brought it over, and poured it with a ladle of water, and said to Love, "You must water this little flowering tree every other day, and when it is sufficient, it will take root." ”