Inside the sachet, there was also the pear blossom that Gu Shiqing had given her that year, which was dried by Shi Fuli and carefully preserved and stuffed inside.
Now, it has been swayed out, swaying in the wind, and falling into the dust helplessly.
At that moment, the softest place in her heart fell apart.
Shi Fuli's lips opened slightly, and although all the blood in her body was shouting, she did not yell or curse at Ling Qin.
She quickly went over and picked up the rags of the sachet and the dried and broken pear blossom lying on the ground.
Shi Fuli's head was buried low, and only her thick eyelashes were trembling uncontrollably, like the wind destroying the wings of a dragonfly.
When she was about to leave Prince Hui's Mansion, she turned back and glanced at the flower-filled back garden, her eyes lingering for a moment on the proudly standing peonies that were neither humble nor overbearing.
For a moment, the graceful and blooming peonies reflected in her eyes made her straighten up silently, no longer hunched over, she walked straight out of the door, and threw out the tightly held rags and flowers with her own hands.
At dusk during the Qiqiao Festival, laughter and laughter spread everywhere in Chang'an.
There are embroidery workshops and brocade workshops along the way. The hanging brocade embroidery shines more brilliantly in the gorgeous twilight of the setting sun.
Her eyes fell on the sachets embroidered with five-color auspicious patterns. She looked back and saw the exquisite thing she had worked so hard to embroider. She just wanted to hang it on that person's waist.
However, now, those torn pieces of cloth have been trampled by thousands of people and thousands of people...
Shi Fuli cried bitterly all night after returning home. After that night, all the hazy and beautiful thoughts about the girl's spring in her heart collapsed and disappeared.
She is a scorching flower with a face that is admired by thousands of people. Since her groveling and meekness cannot exchange for Gu Shiqing's love and affection, she will stand at the highest place so that he can only look up at her forever.
She entered the palace draft of her own free will, and the emperor did not look at her differently at first.
The most indispensable thing in the harem is beauty.
What's more, it's the beauties who are trying their best to compete with each other.
After Zhong Guo returned to Chang'an after a narrow escape, I felt pity for her crying because of the pear blossoms and the rain. In fact, it was just because she said goodbye to Gu Shiqing once she entered the palace.
At that time, Shi Fuli didn't have much ambition, she just wanted to prove it to Gu Shiqing.
For the sake of love, she could be willing to be humble and humble for him, or she could give up love and stand at the highest place in the world, accepting the worship of all people.
Including him... Gu Shiqing!
However, although Shi Fuli, who had an outstanding appearance, successfully climbed onto the dragon bed, she was not as pampered as she wished.
Fortunately, her belly was strong and she became pregnant soon. Although her status was not high, the honor of giving birth to a prince still gave her a place in the palace.
Concubine Li initially asked Zhong Guo to establish the mausoleum gate outside the palace, just to be able to control the concubines and relatives in the harem, so that she could live a comfortable life in the harem.
The reason why she was truly favored was because she accidentally discovered that the emperor had detained a woman outside the palace.
That woman is the hostess of the Miao Family Incense Shop... Yue Xinli.
During those days, Shi Fuli secretly visited Yue Xinli more frequently than the emperor.
When she learned that Yue Xinli was already a married woman and could still haunt the emperor, this fact made her feel fiercely jealous.
At that time, everyone thought that Yue Xinli hanged herself, but in fact it was Concubine Li who tricked her into writing a suicide note and pretended to help her escape from the palace.
And after Xinli left that last letter that month, Shi Fuli asked Zhong Guo to hang her on a white silk ribbon.
Yue Xinli's death made the emperor extremely sad, but he had nowhere to express his feelings.
At this time, Concubine Li, who was wearing a blue dress and imitating Yue Xinli's frown and smile, appeared in the emperor's field of vision. For a moment, Shi Fuli saw something light up in his eyes.
She knew what that gleam of light represented. Every time Zhong Guo looked at her, this kind of light lasted for a long time.
Just as Shi Fuli wished, she was pulled onto the dragon bed by the emperor. She wanted to resist but she hid her face shyly. Her clothes were gently removed. She closed her eyes and hugged this man whom she had never loved before, but she had to embrace him under him. Every moment he was a soft and submissive man, Gu Shiqing's face was in her mind.
And the man who hugged her for joy every night always called her: "Ali..." accompanied by the pleasure of catharsis.
Yes, Ali.
Not, Ali.
Every time at this time, she would comfort herself, what does it matter if she lives a false life
Anyway, I don't love the person next to me. This is just the price I pay to make Gu Shiqing look up to her.
Schiffli lived a life of everlasting grace and prosperity as she wished.
Her position was permanent when she entered the palace, and even if she gave birth to Xiao Yanjun, she was just a talented person.
But now she is just pretending to be another person, but she is directly named a concubine.
She was not even qualified to attend the palace banquets in previous years, but now, she was finally able to stand next to the man, accept Gu Shiqing's look up to him, and glance at him indifferently with her arrogant and arrogant peripheral vision when he was paying his respects.
However, Li Fei saw the light of envy in everyone's eyes, but she did not see even the slightest fluctuation in the eyes of the man she dreamed of.
He was very respectful to himself, but quiet and distant, even his breathing was undisturbed, and he never acted out of line.
However, when he turned back to his seat and bowed his head to talk to Princess Hui, the look on his face was so vivid and moving.
The glasses were intertwined, and the glass lamp swayed slowly, illuminating Princess Hui's slightly blushing face, making her originally ordinary and mediocre appearance look like a peach blossom in full bloom.
That was the unique beauty that Gu Shiqing gave her. It was a moving color that Shi Fuli could not render no matter how many gold hairpins and pearls she wore.
At that moment, she felt a cold breath slowly rising from her heart, traveling to her limbs and bones, and finally cutting her heart and lungs repeatedly like a knife. The pain was uncontrollable, and her hatred set ablaze.
Their loving smile deeply hurt her eyes, causing her to close her eyes shyly and suggest to the emperor softly: "Prince Hui's family has few heirs, the emperor should reward more beauties and spread their branches." yes."
Before the emperor could speak, Gu Shiqing had already pulled Princess Hui out of the procession and declined Li Fei's kindness first. He also used Du Hanfei, Princess Yirou, the Marquis and Zhao Lansheng as examples of the two beauties rumored in the capital.
Expressing that he does not want to accept anyone else into his house, he only wants to be with his wife.
Naturally, the Marquis helped Gu Shiqing, and the matter was settled.
However, Gu Shiqing's gesture of rejecting the emperor, his thick voice and affectionate eyes were like a sharp blade that stabbed hard into Concubine Li's heart.
It hurts when touched, and hurts even when not touched.
(End of chapter)