Chapter 1224

"Miss Zhou, please have a seat."

Nangong Yue said kindly, in order to let her not so nervous, specially called Xiao Fei to accompany.

Zhou roujia sat down solemnly at the head of nangongyue, clasping her hands on her knees, and her handkerchief was crumpled.

The maids served hot tea and dim sum, and after two words of greetings, Xiao Fei said excitedly, "Miss Zhou, you can see that the stone people are in Luoyue city."

Zhou Rujia, who had been so nervous that her palms were sweating, lit up her eyes and asked, "is everybody here?"

"Yes. It just arrived yesterday. " Xiao Fei said with a bent eyebrow and eyes, "it is said that all Shi are good friends of Madame Jiang in Huanxi Pavilion. This time, they are invited by Mrs. Jiang. They will discuss Qin in Huanxi Pavilion in a few days. Would you like to go with us?"

Shi you, named Shi Qingya, is a master of Qin art in the world.

The stone family was originally the home of the former dynasty's Gongxun. After the former dynasty was destroyed, the stone family's orphans moved back to their ancestral home. Shi Qingya once worshipped famous master Zhang Xianzhi as her teacher. She spent her whole life pondering over the art of Qin. At the age of 16, she combed herself. Over the years, she has traveled all over Dayu to pursue the perfection of Qin art. She has already surpassed her teacher and formed her own school. Now she is a great master of a generation.

Nangong Yue is good at playing Qin, so after getting the post from Huanxi Pavilion yesterday, she should immediately go down. Xiao Fei was overjoyed after hearing the news. At the moment, Xiao Fei couldn't help but invite her to go with her when she thought of Miss Zhou as well as Qin.

"Thank you very much, Miss Xiao. I like Shiyou's song "apotheosis", which has the meaning of deification and floating... "

As soon as she talked about the piano, Zhou Rujia fell into a trance and talked with Xiao Fei in a lively way. Her smile also deepened.

The servant girl sent a snack. Seeing that Zhou roujia was no longer as nervous as she had just been, Nangong Yue turned to the topic and said, "Miss Zhou, have a taste of this camellia cake."

Zhou roujia looked at the dim sum curiously. The dim sum was made of tea patterns and was pale pink. When she took a bite of the flower, she did not stop.

Camellia cake is made into a finger square size, one bite at a time, and there will be no fear of falling debris, there is no decency.

Zhou roujia ate two pieces in a row, and then said with embarrassment: "princess. Is this cake made of Camellia

"Miss Zhou is really smart." Nangong Yue said with a smile, "now that the camellia are blooming just right, I'll let people pick some camellia to make snacks. However, now eating this camellia cake, but feel that there is still a lack of some camellia to embellish. I wonder if you could ask the girl to pick some flowers in the yard for me

Zhou roujia's body suddenly became a little tense. He guessed the deep meaning of Nangong Yue's move. He felt uneasy in his heart, but he still got up and stood up to be blessed.

Nangong Yue makes a sign with his eyes. Magpie is in front of him to guide Zhou roujia. They go out of the small flower hall and gradually go far away

Xiao Fei looked forward to seeing them go.

After Nangong Yue visited Dingyuan general's house last time, Xiao Fei also thought that the marriage was hopeless. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a turning point In her heart, she only hoped that this meeting would be smooth.

Magpie and a servant girl lead Zhou Rujia and her servants through a veranda and walk along the winding cobblestone path. After a while, the small garden appears in front.

Last month, Zhou Rujia also came to the small garden to enjoy the flowers at the birthday party of Nanwang. But now it seems that it is another scene. Last month, the camellia here are still in bud. Now they are competing to bloom. At a glance, the branches are thick and the leaves are green, and they are colorful. Occasionally a breeze, the charming sea of flowers swaying with the wind, graceful, bursts of flower fragrance.

The Camellia in southern Xinjiang is well-known. There are many rare varieties in the garden of Wangfu, such as eighteen bachelor's degree, hexagonal Dahong, Chidan, zhuangyuanhong, Fei claw Hibiscus If it was usual, Zhou Rou Jia would stop and enjoy it, but now she is a little absent-minded.

"Miss Zhou, this way, please." Magpie led Zhou roujia around a small lake and came to a flower house. Outside the flower house, there was a field of camellia flowers, and several women in the flower room were waiting.

As soon as she saw the magpie coming, a lady in green met her and said, "Miss magpie, how did you come? But what do you want from the princess? " As she spoke, she looked at Zhou roujia without a trace. She was secretly curious about the girl's identity.

Magpie son says with a smile: "the princess wants to pick some camellia and put them in the Bixiao hall."

As soon as she heard this, she promptly brought the scissors and the flower basket.

Magpie sent her mother-in-law away, and accompanied Zhou Rujia to pick and choose along the flower field, and told her about Nangong Yue's preferences.

Although Que'er also knows that it is false to let Zhou Rujia come to the small garden to pick flowers today, and that the real purpose is to look at Xiao Luan, the second childe. But since she has found this reason, she has to do enough on the surface.

Zhou Rujia tries to focus on the camellia. Click and wipe Cut off a branch with branches and leaves of flowers, one after another

Gradually, Zhou roujia's impetuous heart also settled down, concentrating on picking camellia. What she chose was not the most blooming and beautiful flowers, but the ones that were half in bloom and half waiting until the flowers that were kept in the vase in the future were in full bloom.Magpie is also cutting flowers. From time to time, she turns her head and looks at Zhou roujia, her eyes tinged with a little smile.

"Meow --"

a cat's bark rang out from the flowers. Zhou Rujia cut a camellia and saw a ball of orange hair flying by the flower field and heading for the Pavilion by the lake

It's probably the cat of the people in the mansion. Zhou roujia didn't think much about it. She quickly withdrew her sight and continued to cut flowers.

Magpie son also looked up half a circle, thought that he had heard wrong, and put his attention on the Camellia in front of her.

Xiaoju ran after a green butterfly and ran hard. From time to time, she stretched out her claws to pick up the green butterfly in the air. The butterfly flew slowly, sometimes high and low. I don't know if she was deliberately teasing Xiaoju.

"MIWU --"

the little orange gives out a soft, almost coquettish cry. It flutters to the left and jumps to the right. In the sun, the pupil shrinks into a thin black line in the golden cat's eye, and the two eyes glow. Except for the green butterfly, there is almost nothing to see.

She was so happy that she didn't notice that there was a young woman in a peach red brocade pattern hanging all over the lake in the pavilion beside the lake. The young woman wore a slanting pony bun, inserted a red gold flower hairpin on her head, and wore a peach red camellia flower. It was so beautiful that her snow like skin showed a trace of young women's unique charm.

But at the moment, her brow was locked, and she seemed to be in a bad mood. She took a big red camellia in her hand and broke off one petal after another angrily.

"Gu "Auntie," a servant girl in green beside the young lady carefully advised, "the princess will not let his wife and the old lady come in to see you Why don't you talk to the Lord? Since you passed, the Lord has always been very fond of you. " In the servant girl's eyes, the prince naturally loves his master's son. In addition to Wei's side concubine, the most common thing the Lord comes to is his own master's house. There is a saying: "the old man loves his wife". The master is in the prime of his life. People are more delicate than flowers. How can the Lord not cherish them!

The young woman, Fang Ziman, first brightened her eyes, but then she became depressed and said, "although the Lord is good to me, it's a matter of the house. I'm afraid that the king's character will not be in charge of it..." Zhennan Wang likes a clever and sensible woman. She has only been in the palace for half a month, but she has not yet established her foothold in the palace. If she goes to sue her son and concubine rashly, she may leave a bad impression on Zhennan king and fall into the same situation as his aunt Fang. I'm afraid it will take ten times more effort to reverse the situation.

Isn't she against her will.

Thinking about it, Fang Ziman kneaded the camellia into a ball, then threw it on the ground and glared at the red flower, as if looking at the enemy.

Wei's family has been in the mansion for so many years, and has not given birth to a baby for the prince. However, he has been occupying the Lord for a long time. It is just a dead man!

Fang Ziman wanted his grandmother, Mrs. Fang Sitai, and his mother, Mrs. Fang Qi, to come to the palace to give her advice, so she asked her maid to deliver the news. At first, her grandmother and mother came, which made her very happy. However, from the past two days, as soon as the four Fang's posts were sent into the palace, they were rejected. It must be the imperial concubine who is in charge of the family!

Obviously, the imperial concubine is because of the fact that she almost married her cousin, so she deliberately embarrassed herself!

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