V3.C50

Just now or "I", now call themselves slaves, Poria cocos helplessly shake her head, she said is the truth, estimated Lanzhi think she is a shelf perfunctory her.

"Elder sister Lan'er, let me do this kind of thing."

Standing outside the door, through the half open door, Fuling saw Lanzhi standing beside Laner, respectfully and carefully saying.

LAN son looked at the side of this clever maid, frowned, "will you?" Niang Niang is the close care of Poria cocos. In modern times, it's not her turn to interfere with Xia Yin. She disdains to do the rough work of washing clothes and sweeping the floor. Seeing that Niang Niang is a treasure of these begonias, she can easily cut flowers.

Lanzhi saw that Lan'er's face was not very good, and quickly said: "I have learned from the old lady who built the flower branches in the palace before, and I'm sure I'm not as good as my elder sister, but these jobs should have been done by us, elder sister. You'd better help me."

LAN son tiny pick eyebrow, this palace maiden mouth is quite sweet. You are welcome to hand the scissors to Lanzhi, said with a smile: "that's hard for you."

Lanzhi's face was terrified and said: "nothing. I just came here and I don't know anything. I'll ask my sister to talk about it more in the future."

Lan'er nodded with satisfaction, walked two steps, suddenly turned back and asked: "what's your name?"

"My name is Lanzhi."

Another look at her, Lan'er said with a smile: "then you trim it first, and I'll come and have a look later."

"Yes." Lanzhi answered and saluted respectfully. Lan'er is in a good mood and goes back to his room. The respectful look on Lanzhi's face disappears immediately, but the work in his hand is very serious.

Poria cocos sighed. People like Lanzhi may be more suitable for living in the palace. What she needs is just an opportunity. In fact, everyone in the harem is competing for favor. The masters are eager to get the emperor's favor. So are the slaves, hoping to get the master's appreciation. Everyone is fighting. Originally, she thought that Qingfeng and she are not fighting. Now it seems that Qingfeng is also fighting.

This is the harem. Poria cocos suddenly felt a little out of breath, looked up at the stars all over the sky, suddenly flashed a pair of cold and proud eyes in her mind, that person Do you disdain to fight? Realizing that he thought of the cold and proud man, Poria cocos frowned tightly.

"If you have something to say, say it."

The candlelight in the room is warm and the atmosphere is rare. Yan Hongtian's tone is relaxed and he seems to be in a good mood. Qingfeng thinks about it for a while and says, "mother Xu has been around the Empress Dowager for so many years. Now that she is allowed out of the palace, the Empress Dowager's daily life and food will not be taken care of by a close person. Let her stay in the palace to serve the Empress Dowager well and make up for her faults. "

Yan Hongtian holds the hand of wine cup, cold Mou is dim, "you want to say, is this?"

His voice was so light that he couldn't hear joy or anger. The Empress Dowager has pleaded for her many times, but the emperor can't refuse to sell her face. She still doesn't agree. She should want to leave the favor to her. What's wrong with her saying this now? Green maple surmised secretly some time, just return a way: "be."

"Since Princess Ai pleaded with her, I'm sure it will." Sure enough, as Qingfeng expected, Yan Hongtian didn't embarrass her, but the coldness in his tone was even disappointed. Why? Just as he wanted to look up at his face, Yan Hongtian suddenly got up, pushed open the door, and strode away in her astonished eyes. Staring at the figure that strode away, Qingfeng was full of doubts. Was he angry just now? But what was he angry about? Or did he expect her to say something?

The emperor has gone for a while, Poria cocos into the door also see their master brow deep lock of stay there, can't help but some worry, softly called: "master?"

Shaking his head, green maple or guess Yan Hongtian's mind, simply ignore, "I'm ok."

Glancing over the big black umbrella standing on the wall, Qingfeng thought about it and said, "Poria cocos, it doesn't rain recently, so put away the umbrella first." If the umbrella is put here again, it will be more embarrassing for Mingze to see it next time. She can't be in such a mess in front of him every time!

"Yes." Tuckahoe picked up the umbrella, found some ash on the surface, and took the umbrella out of the hospital. Tuckahoe opened the umbrella and wiped it clean with a dry cloth. When she closed it, she felt an uneven place on the handle of the umbrella. After a careful look, it was two words - Qiyu? The characters are so small that you can't see them if you don't look carefully. What do these two words mean? Is it the name of the umbrella owner or the sign of the umbrella shop? Can't guess why, Poria cocos also didn't care, close the umbrella into the umbrella cover.

It must be special for the master to keep this umbrella in his room for a long time. Pull open the drawer in the cabinet, tuckahoe put the umbrella in, and put it apart from other umbrellas.

As the sun sets, the maple trees lie on the couch in the courtyard and look at the crabapple in the courtyard. It is obvious that they have adapted to the new soil, and their branches and leaves are luxuriant and vigorous, but unfortunately they have not yet blossomed. Qingfeng also let people plant a few clusters of white chrysanthemums on the wall of the courtyard. The midsummer is over, and it's early autumn. The white chrysanthemum just spits new pistils. In the still green bush, it's very eye-catching, with a subtle elegance that fades into the breeze.

Under the careful care of Poria cocos and Huang Jiao, her body is much better, and her stomach doesn't ache any more. However, Huang Jiao said that she is still too thin. Poria cocos stews for her every day, just like now.Poria cocos just stewed chicken soup came to Qingfeng side, heard her voice sounded, "Poria cocos, these days do you feel some strange?"

Will soup Shenghao to Qingfeng mouth, Poria cocos said with a smile: "nothing strange." If you have to say strange, it is that they try their best to mend the master's body, but she is still bony.

She sat up straight and took the soup bowl from Fuling's hand. Qingfeng glanced at her and said, "I mean, the back palace is too calm. The Emperor didn't investigate the so-called witchcraft, and the Xin family gave up. It's really strange. What's more strange is that the emperor made me the Qing imperial concubine. The two empresses didn't announce that I was going to make trouble, and the queen was so calm ？”

Poria Ling grinned bitterly. It seems that the master can't take care of the baby without making it clear. "The celebration is about to start. Envoys and merchants from all over the world are coming to the capital one after another. The emperor says that state affairs are the most important thing, and the witchcraft and witchcraft in the harem is over. The Empress Dowager of the west is afraid that Princess Chaoyun will do stupid things again in two days. She has been accompanying her all these days Right, so I don't care about you. Empress Dowager Dong has always been at odds with the emperor because of the imperial concubine. In addition, she insists on marrying Ling girl, which makes her very angry. Fortunately, the emperor finally allows mammy Xu to stay in the palace. Empress dowager Dong's anger is a little better. She is preparing to leave for another courtyard in Linchuan these two days. She is out of sight and out of mind. As for the queen.... "

Green maple alert asked: "how is the queen?"

Poria cocos sighed and said with a smile: "the Queen's side has not recovered because she is closed and does not see guests."

"I still think it's weird." Shaking his head, Qingfeng absolutely does not believe that Xin Yuening will give up.

Pregnant women easily irritable and suspicious, Poria cocos look at the sky, sunset, the sun is not so strong, said with a smile: "or maidservant to accompany you out for a walk, the doctor said, more walking is good for you and your children."

"Not bad."

They walked along the path of the harem. When the eunuchs saw her from a distance, they already knelt down on the ground. If the other concubines could not get away from her, they all came to say hello and left after she nodded her head. Is this the treatment of beloved concubine? It's not bad to step on people all the way, but it's also tiring. She this kind of fox pretends to be tiger's favorite imperial concubine all has this kind of feeling, Yan Hongtian? Qingfeng has no reason to think of the appearance when he suddenly left a few days ago. She can be sure that he is angry, but she can't understand what he is angry about.

Qingfeng smiles. The women in the harem really have nothing to do. Besides thinking about men, they can only think about that man.

Approaching the Royal Garden, the fragrance of various flowers mixed together and came face to face. Green maple wanted to vomit. She took up the silk handkerchief and covered her mouth and nose, and said in a low voice: "the fragrance of the royal garden is too strong. It makes me feel bad. Let's go somewhere else."

"Yes." Knowing that she likes to be quiet, Poria cocos holds Qingfeng and walks along the quiet path.

On both sides of the path are newly grown acacia trees. It's early autumn, and the branches and leaves are still luxuriant. The setting sun falls on the ground through the layers of leaves. The green maple is stepping on the spot of afterglow, smelling the faint fragrance of plants. Her pace is getting slower and slower, and her mouth is catching a shallow smile. She likes here. Until the last glimmer of sunset was engulfed by the night, the sky gradually dark down, Poria cocos see green maple has no meaning to go back, gently advised: "it's late, master back."

But Qingfeng stood still, pointed to the woman not far away and asked, "Poria cocos, who do you think that person is?"

Poria cocos fixed her eyes and saw a thin figure. She didn't know what she was holding in her hand. She looked around all the way and walked forward carefully to see the figure Poria cocos returns a way: "seem to be the dance son of Hui imperial concubine side."

It's just getting dark. It must not be aboveboard to be so furtive. Qingfeng whispered, "go and have a look."

After dancing for a while, I saw her skillfully pass through a small round door. Qingfeng still wanted to follow her. Fuling stopped her. "Master, there is Lenggong in front of her. It's estimated that dancing is just going to see huifei. Your body is delicate. You'd better not go there. Let's go and have a look. "

What's the situation in the cold palace? She doesn't know anyone else except Zhen Zhen Zhen and wu'er, and she's pregnant. It's really not right for her to follow. After thinking about it, Qing Feng nods and says, "well. Be careful yourself. Whatever you see, keep quiet and come back as soon as possible. "

The worry in Qingfeng's eyes warms Fuling's heart, smiles and nods: "well."

After Poria cocos went in, only Qingfeng was left. She noticed that it was really remote here. A small palace lamp would be lit in the other palace every three or five feet, but it was dark. The trees on both sides of the road were neglected and grew to almost one person's height. Now, it's dark. Night wind also up, Qingfeng gently rubbed his arms, began to feel that let Poria cocos in is also a wrong decision.

After waiting for a while, Qingfeng was worried about Poria cocos. When he was hesitating to go into the cold palace to have a look at it, a voice came from three or four feet behind him. The half human high trees were shaking badly, not like the wind. Qingfeng was surprised. Who was there?