"Miss Zhou is free, please sit down."
Nangong Yue said kindly, in order to make her less nervous, she specially called Xiao Fei to accompany her.
Zhou Roujia sat down on Nangong Yue's head dignifiedly, clasped her hands on her knees, and the handkerchief on her hand was crumpled.
The maids served hot tea and snacks, and after exchanging a few pleasantries, Xiao Fei said happily, "Miss Zhou, do you know that Master Shi is in Luoyue City."
Zhou Roujia, who was so nervous that her palms were sweating, her eyes lit up when she heard the words, and asked, "Master Shi is here?"
"Yes. I just arrived yesterday." Xiao Fei said with crooked eyebrows, "It is said that Mr. Shi is a good friend of Mrs. Jiang's boudoir in Huanxi Pavilion. This time I came here at the invitation of Mrs. Jiang. I will be in Huanxi Pavilion in a few days. Lunqin, do Miss Zhou want to go with us?"
Master Shi's name is Shi Qingya, and he is a master of piano art in the world.
The Shi family was originally the home of Gongxun of the former dynasty. After the former dynasty collapsed, the orphans of the Shi family moved back to the ancestral home. Shi Qingya once worshiped the famous master Zhang Xianzhi as a teacher. She spent her whole life studying the art of playing the piano. She combed it at the age of sixteen. Over the years, she traveled to various places in Dayu, pursuing the ultimate in playing the piano. It is a generation of everyone.
Nangong Yue is good at the piano, so after getting the offer from Huanxi Pavilion yesterday, she immediately accepted it, and Xiao Fei was even more overjoyed after hearing the news. At this moment, thinking that Miss Zhou is also good at Qin, Xiao Fei couldn't help inviting her to go with her.
Zhou Roujia said with bright eyes: "Thank you, Miss Xiao. I like Master Shi's song "Shen Hua Yin" the most, which has the meaning of being divine..."
As soon as the piano was mentioned, Zhou Roujia was fascinated, and they talked with Xiao Fei with great interest, and the smile on their faces deepened a little.
The maid brought the snacks, and seeing that Zhou Roujia was not as nervous as before, Nangong Yue changed the topic and said, "Miss Zhou, try this camellia cake."
Zhou Roujia looked at the dim sum curiously. The dim sum was made in a tea flower-like mold and was light pink in color. She picked up a piece, and before she put it in her mouth, there was a faint fragrance of flowers, which made her couldn't help but bite it down.
The camellia cake is made into the size of a finger square, one bite at a time, and there is no need to worry about crumbs falling and losing face.
Zhou Roujia ate two yuan in a row, and then said embarrassedly: "Prince Princess, is this camellia cake made of camellia?"
"Miss Zhou is really smart." Nangong Yue said with a slight smile, "Now that the camellias are blooming just right, I asked someone to pick some camellias to make desserts. However, now that I am eating this camellia cake, I feel that some camellias are still missing Come to decorate. I wonder if you can ask the girl to pick some flowers in the yard for me?"
Zhou Roujia's body tensed up immediately, and she faintly guessed the meaning of Nangong Yue's move, and felt uneasy, but she still pulled herself together, stood up, and Fushen agreed.
Nangong Yue signaled with a look that Que'er was leading the way for Zhou Roujia. They left the small flower hall and gradually walked away...
Xiao Fei watched them leave with some anticipation in her heart.
After Nangong Yue visited Dingyuan General's Mansion last time, Xiao Fei also thought that this marriage was hopeless, but unexpectedly, it turned around again, and the will was bright... She only hoped that this time the meeting would go smoothly.
Que'er and a little maid led Zhou Roujia's master and servant through a corridor and along the winding cobblestone path. After a while, a small garden appeared in front of them.
Zhou Roujia also came to the small garden to enjoy the flowers during the Zhennan King’s birthday banquet last month, but now it seems that it is a different scene. Last month, the camellias here were still in bud, and they are already blooming. Looking at it, the branches are thick and the leaves are green and colorful. Occasionally, a breeze blows by, and the charming sea of flowers sways with the wind, graceful and graceful, and the fragrance of flowers comes oncoming.
The camellias in southern Xinjiang are already famous, and there are many rare varieties in the garden of the palace, such as Eighteen Bachelors, Hexagonal Red, Chidan, Zhuangyuanhong, Scarlet Claw Hibiscus... If it is normal, Zhou Roujia will definitely stop. Appreciate it, but now she is a little absent-minded.
"Miss Zhou, please go this way." Que'er led Zhou Roujia around a small lake, and came to a flower house. Outside the flower house was a field of camellias, and several women from the flower house were standing by.
As soon as she saw Que'er coming, a woman in Tsing Yi came up to meet her: "Miss Que'er, why are you here? But what is the order of the princess?" While speaking, the woman looked at Zhou Roujia indistinctly, secretly Curious about the identity of this girl.
Que'er laughed and said, "The Imperial Concubine wants to pick some camellias and put them in Bixiao Hall."
Upon hearing this, the mother-in-law immediately sent scissors and flower baskets graciously.
Que'er dismissed her mother-in-law, and accompanied Zhou Roujia to pick and choose along the flower fields, telling her about Nangong Yue's preferences.
Although Que'er also knew that it was a lie to let Zhou Roujia come to pick flowers in the small garden today, and the real purpose was to meet the second son Xiao Luan, but since he found this reason, he had to do enough superficial work.
Zhou Roujia tried her best to focus on the camellia, click, click... cut off a flower with branches and leaves, one after another...
Gradually, Zhou Roujia's impetuous heart settled down, and she concentrated on picking camellias. She didn't choose the most blooming and most beautiful flowers, but those half-leaved, half-waited flowers, which will be the most beautiful when the flowers in the vase are fully bloomed tomorrow.
Que'er was also cutting flowers at the side, turning his head to look at Zhou Roujia from time to time, with a little smile in his eyes.
"Meow-"
A meow sounded from the flowers, and Zhou Roujia happened to cut off a camellia, followed the sound, and saw a ball of orange fur running across the flower field, towards the gazebo by the small lake...
Probably a cat raised by people in the mansion. Zhou Roujia didn't think too much, she quickly looked away and continued cutting flowers.
Que'er also looked up for half a circle, thinking that he had heard wrongly, so he turned his attention to the camellia in front of him.
Xiaoju chased a green butterfly and ran hard, stretching out her claws to pick up the green butterfly in the air from time to time, the green butterfly flew slowly, sometimes high, sometimes low, I don't know if it was deliberately teasing Xiaoju .
"Meow—"
Xiaoju let out a cry that was so soft that it was almost coquettish, flung left and jumped right, under the sunlight, her pupils shrank into a thin black line in the golden cat's eyes, her eyes glowed, except for the emerald butterfly, almost Can't see anything anymore.
It was having so much fun that it didn't notice that sitting in the gazebo by the lake was a young woman wearing a peach-colored brocade-patterned, hanging-footed, flower-wrapped beige. A red gold flower-shaped hairpin was inserted, and a peach-red camellia was worn, which was so delicate and charming that it set off her snow-like skin with the unique charm of a young woman.
It's just that at this moment her brows were tightly furrowed, she seemed to be in a bad mood, holding a big red camellia in her hand, she angrily broke off one petal after another.
"Aunt...Auntie," a maidservant in Tsing Yi cautiously persuaded beside the young woman, "The concubine will not let the madam and the old madam come in to see you... How about you talk to the prince? Since you passed the door, the prince has always loved you very much." Add." In the eyes of the maid, the prince naturally loves his master, except for the side concubine Wei, the place where the prince usually comes most often is his master's house. There is a saying: "Old husbands love young wives", the master is now in full bloom, and she is more beautiful than flowers, so how could the prince not cherish it!
The young woman, that is, Fang Ziman's eyes lit up at first, but then she languished again, and said: "Although the prince treats me well, this is a matter of the inner house. I am afraid that the prince will not care about it because of his personality..." The King of Zhennan likes well-behaved and sensible women. She has only been in the mansion for half a month, and she has not yet gained a firm foothold in the palace. Entering the same situation as Aunt Xiaofang's, then I'm afraid it will take ten times more effort to turn the situation around.
Didn't she go against her original intention.
Thinking about it, Fang Ziman crumpled the camellia flower in her hand even more vigorously, then threw it on the ground, and stared fiercely at the red residual flower, as if looking at an enemy.
That Wei family has been in the mansion for so many years, and he has not given birth to a son for the prince, but he has been occupying the prince without knowing it, it is simply a vegetarian meal!
Originally, Fang Ziman wanted her grandmother, Mrs. Fang Sitai and mother, Mrs. Fang Qi, to enter the palace to give her advice, so she asked the maid to deliver the news to Fang's mansion. At first, her grandmother and mother really came, which made her very happy. But since two days ago, the Fang family's fourth house's post was rejected as soon as it was submitted to the palace. It must have been done by the eldest concubine who is in charge of the family!
Obviously, the concubine Shizi remembered the fact that she almost married her cousin, so she made things difficult for herself on purpose!