The bluestone path passes through flowers and willows.
There are lush green bamboos on both sides of the road. As far as the eye can see, there is lush greenery.
The moss under my feet is thick and thin, and the shadows of the bamboos are uneven.
Qiuyan carefully supported Song Lingzhi and walked slowly along the alley. After passing through the narrow path, the view gradually became clear.
Passing through the screen wall and entering the courtyard gate, I saw three upper rooms with red railings and white jade, and the door rails and window lattices, all the same as in the previous life.
The old woman was overjoyed and smiled: "Look, young lady, the banana trees under the window were planted by His Highness himself."
The sound of iron horses under the eaves of the corridor was like the tinkling of spring water. The old woman smiled happily and bent down to raise the turquoise felt curtain for Song Lingzhi.
The four sides are made of exquisite wood, delicate and small. Further back, the brocade screen is shadowy and flickering.
The chaise longue by the window is covered with a brocade quilt and a mat, a few red lotuses are offered on the Ru kiln linked pearl vase, and the narcissus flowerpot on the table is also dotted with a few spots of Xuan stone.
Song Lingzhi's heart was filled with turmoil, and he managed to keep his balance by holding Qiuyan's hand.
The whole garden was filled with rosy clouds, and through the layers of green gauze, she seemed to have returned to her previous life, as if she saw herself leaning on the chaise longue, listening to the rain falling on the banana leaves in the courtyard.
At that time, I had not yet lost hope towards Shen Yan.
Yang Fei's beautiful and graceful figure is outlined in her cicada-wing shirt with precious flower patterns. Her hair is covered with pearls and jade, making the swallows jealous and the orioles ashamed.
"Bai Zhi, what do you think of this dress? Does His Highness like it? My mother said His Highness likes gentle and virtuous women. This Yang Fei color is a bit too flashy. It's better to change to the dark blue one."
Bai Zhi smiled and teased: "Madam, don't forget, you just said that the dark blue color is old-fashioned and makes people look lifeless and old."
Song Lingzhi held her face in her hands and muttered softly, "Then change into another outfit. How about the moon-white one? But this is a banquet in the palace, and the moon-white color is a bit dull and plain."
Bai Zhi covered her mouth and laughed, "Madam, you should hurry up and get dressed. If you delay any longer, you might miss the time."
Song Lingzhi exclaimed and hurriedly ordered someone to bring over the makeup box. All the rouge and powder were carefully selected.
Worried about missing the time, Song Lingzhi didn't even dare to drink more tea, and quietly waited for Shen Yan in Furong Courtyard. The small canopy was cut into pieces by the eaves, and Song Lingzhi held her face, leaning on the chaise longue, waiting from dawn to dusk.
She didn't wait for Shen Yan to take her to the palace for the banquet, but only waited for the news from the maid in the front yard, saying that Shen Yan brought two concubines to the palace. Song Lingzhi was ill and could rest in Furong Courtyard.
That night, Song Lingzhi, who was "sick", sat on the couch all night long. The banana trees in front of the window were swaying. The gauze used to paste the lattice windows was the Yuhua gauze sent by her grandmother from Jiangnan. The candlelight was dancing in the room. Song Lingzhi was still wearing gorgeous clothes, sitting under the window in silence.
The courtyard was silent, with only faint laughter coming from next door, where people were admiring the rare treasures bestowed by the nobles in the palace.
The past is still vivid in my mind, and desolation and coldness are lingering in my heart.
Song Lingzhi covered his forehead with his hands, and felt his vision blurry and dark.
The old woman was delighted and said in a loud voice: "Young lady, look at this blue and white lotus-patterned six-ridged vase on the antique shelf. This is a reward from the palace. His Highness values you so much..."
Song Lingzhi suddenly interrupted in a sharp voice: "Where is he?"
The old woman was stunned for a moment: "Who are you asking about, young lady?"