Zhuang Luoyan felt that this noble lady had some inexplicable hostility towards him, but there was no sign of it on his face. The three of them walked to the imperial garden together, just talking about some insignificant things.
"I didn't expect that the begonias are still so gorgeous now," Qian Guiren looked at the begonias in front of her, and seemed to feel a little emotional: "Not long after the concubines entered the palace, the begonias were opened."
"When Ben Gong entered the palace, it was snowing heavily in the capital, but there were no such beautiful flowers to look at," Zhuang Luoyan said with a smile, "At that time, the grandmother in the palace led Ben Gong to Taoyu Pavilion and happened to see it. A red plum bloomed from the wall, and before I could take a closer look, I was reprimanded by my mother. This palace still remembers the words that my mother said, but does your noble lady know what that mother said?"
Lady Qian shook her head slightly.
"The aunt said, "Master Zhuang, don't look around. Although this red plum is beautiful, not everyone can see it. You have just entered the palace. It is better to watch less, move less, and listen more." Zhuang Luoyan said Here, with a smile, "Bengong is young and energetic, and he didn't take this sentence to heart, but he fell a big somersault."
Jiang Guibi knew that Zhuang Luoyan had fallen out of favor at the beginning, and when she heard the words, she said, "Since Niangniang is in a high position now, why should you think about the past."
Zhuang Luoyan glanced at the noble person Qian: "Also, how can I say this in front of the noble person Qian, I don't have to spoil my interest."
Jiang Guibi smiled and said yes, and followed Zhuang Luoyan's words.
Qian Guiren followed behind the two of them, staring coldly at Jiang Guibi's appearance of catering to Zhao Xianrong, her face was not very good-looking. She is not a fool, she naturally understands that Zhuang Luoyan said this to her, but they are all women who serve the emperor. Whoever is more noble is just to see who is favored.
Yesterday she was favored, today you are favored, and it is uncertain who will be favored tomorrow.
"What's the matter, Mrs. Qian, do you look stupid when you look at these beautiful flowers?" Jiang Guibi suddenly looked back at her, "The beautiful flowers in the imperial garden are blooming one after another, this one is beautiful today, and the one that will be more beautiful tomorrow, But don't be blinded."
Qian Guiren looked up and seemed to see the ridicule in Jiang Guibi's eyes.
After visiting more than half of the imperial garden, Zhuang Luoyan returned to Xihe Palace in the congratulations of Jiang Guibi and Qian Guiren.
While being served by the palace maid, he replaced the somewhat luxurious Luo skirt, and said, "Wait, let the small kitchen make a magnolia soup to taste."
Yun Xi helped her to take off the fringe on her temples: "Niangniang, you have to go to the emperor's place to watch the swing dance. Why did you take off the hairpin?"
"What do I look like the emperor has not seen before?" Zhuang Luoyan's mouth curved slightly and lay down on the beauty's couch, "Come and pinch me, besides flowers, this imperial garden is a flower, and there are flowers on her lips all day long. Go, my eyes are dying."
Yun Xi glanced around and asked the maid to retreat, then sat down on the foot and lightly beat Zhuang Luoyan's leg: "The servant knows that the maid is impatient, but those poets and lyricists love to use flowers. To describe our women, even the masters in the palace use flowers to hide their sarcasm."
"Forget it, I'll take a break." Zhuang Luoyan closed her eyes and used her words to say that no woman in the harem is a harmless flower, but a ferocious beast. If you really use flowers to describe it, only Piranha is suitable.
After having lunch, I changed into a wide-sleeved floral dress, and pulled up a simple bun, so I was rushed to the Qianzheng Palace.
Although he has been in the harem for a year, Zhuang Luoyan has only been in the palace for a few years. From her observation, Emperor Chengxuan is a person who does not like to call concubines to his palace. It can be seen that Emperor Chengxuan's defensive mentality is heavy, and he is still a person with a firm personality.
Even in modern society, such a man would not easily be tempted by a woman, not to mention that this was an ancient harem, and this man was an ambitious emperor.
All the way to the outside of Qianzheng Palace, Zhuang Luoyan saw Gao Dezhong standing on the stone steps.
"The slave has seen Zhao Xianrong, and the emperor is waiting for you," Gao Dezhong stepped forward to give Zhuang Luoyan a salute, and said with a smile, "Please come in quickly."
"There is Mr. Gao," Zhuang Luoyan helped Tingzhu's hand out of the chariot, and smiled at Gao Dezhong before saying, "But the emperor has been waiting for a long time?"
Seeing the annoyance in Zhao Xianrong's eyes, Gao Dezhong hurriedly said, "Miss, don't worry, the emperor has only finished lunch for a while, and it's just right for you to come here." After speaking, he bowed slightly and led Zhuang Luoyan inside.
Zhuang Luoyan followed him into the gate of the palace, passed through the second gate, and then through the hanging flower gate. Gao Dezhong, who was walking in front of her, suddenly stepped aside, and Zhuang Luoyan immediately stayed in place.
"Why, you look stupid?" Feng Jin stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Zhuang Luoyan's stunned appearance, a smile appeared on his face.
Zhuang Luoyan was a little excited, because she finally got the treatment of a time-travel heroine.
There was a flower swing in the yard, and there were actually a few peach and pear flowers in full bloom around, and petals fell from time to time. The emperor stood under the flower tree in a purple brocade robe. like a painting.
Suppressing the countless classic beautiful adjectives in romance novels in her mind, Zhuang Luoyan successfully made her eyes turn red, just like a woman who has lost her sense of being impacted by beauty, forgetting the rules, forgetting etiquette, mentioning it. The skirt took three steps and ran to the emperor in two steps, then looked up at the flower tree whose petals were falling, "It's so beautiful."
A petal fell between her eyebrows, and then fell to the ground as she tilted her head to look at the emperor...
The... craftsmanship of the palace... can almost be... real.
How come there are still peach blossoms and pear blossoms at this time, but they are all fake flowers. How can this cottage’s methods make the Chinese people suffer
Trying to maintain an elegant appearance and flicking off a petal, Zhuang Luoyan looked at the emperor with tearful eyes, as if looking at the most beautiful existence in his life: "Emperor, you... I... "
Feng Jin didn't care that Zhuang Luoyan called himself me in front of him, but just smiled and hugged the beautiful woman by the waist, gently placed it on the swing frame, and then hugged her whole body into his arms from behind Zhuang Luoyan.
"On the day of the Cold Food Festival, when I saw you standing alone in the corner, I thought of how you would look like sitting on the swing," Feng Jin tilted his head and whispered in Zhuang Luoyan's left ear, sniffing the faint fragrance. There are some regrets that I can make up for you, and there are regrets that I want to make up for it, but there is nothing I can do."
Some experts say that speaking love words in the left ear is more touching and memorable than in the right ear, but Zhuang Luoyan is not much moved at this moment, but terrifying. This is as terrible as an engineering man suddenly writing a love poem about Qiong Yao.
"Being by the emperor's side, the concubine has no regrets." The man in his arms raised his head, and his burning eyes were reflected in Feng Jin's eyes. Perhaps because he raised his head too quickly, the tears originally hidden in his eyes flowed down the corners of his eyes. down.
Embarrassedly, she raised the back of her hand and wiped it on her face, Zhuang Luoyan hurriedly turned her head, "The petals fell into the eyes of the concubine, it's uncomfortable."
Feng Jin was stunned for a moment, suddenly laughed softly, released Zhuang Luoyan and said, "Concubine Ai, hurry up." Then he pushed gently.
"Ah!" The swing swung out, Zhuang Luoyan in midair turned back, a strand of blue silk covered her cheeks, she turned back with a blushing face and shouted, "Your Majesty, you deliberately framed your concubine!"
Feng Jin looked at it with a light smile, and when the swing fell, he pushed it forward again, "Concubine Ai loves to watch the swing dance. In my opinion, there is no swing dance that amazes me more than now."
Zhuang Luoyan cooperated with the emperor to make a panicked appearance, but she felt a little emotional in her heart. She didn't expect the emperor to play such a romantic trick. Is it worth it in exchange for the emperor's romance with her various plans
However, if this kind of romance is repeated several times, she will definitely collapse! In order to act this scene, she recalled in her heart how many plots of classic romance novels, just to make herself cute and innocent. What's more, the emperor suddenly became so tender, and she was overjoyed.
There is no free lunch in the world, just as Emperor Chengxuan did not have free tenderness.
The queen brought the maid and eunuch into the Qianzheng Palace, and before entering the second gate, Gao Dezhong walked in from the inside.
"The slave meets the empress." I don't know if it was a coincidence, Gao Dezhong happened to be standing in the middle of the second gate.
The queen glanced at Gao Dezhong: "I want to ask to see the emperor, and I also ask Eunuch Gao to report."
"Returning to Niangniang, it's unfortunate. The emperor is afraid that he won't be able to see you at this time. If you have something to do, the servant will tell you." Gao Dezhong bowed again, "I also ask Niangniang to forgive me."
"Since the emperor has something to do, this palace will not embarrass you anymore," the queen smiled. "It's just about going to the field to demonstrate planting at the end of this month, and it's not a big deal."
"The slave will definitely report to the emperor," Gao Dezhong bowed his head and said.
The queen nodded and turned to leave, but she seemed to hear the woman's laughter, so she couldn't help but stop and turned to look inside. He raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Gao Dezhong, who had low eyebrows and pleasing eyes. Seeing that he didn't want to say anything, he said, "Which palace's concubine is this?"
Gao Dezhong raised his eyelids: "Go back to the Empress, maybe the emperor has summoned a dancer for the swing dance."
The queen was a little surprised: "The emperor likes watching this?"
"The emperor's preferences, the servants dare not speak ill," Gao Dezhong buried his head lower, "Madame forgive me."
"Bengong just asked casually, father-in-law doesn't have to take it to heart." The queen also realized that she had become more polite, and withdrew the expression on her face, turned around and continued to walk out.
Gao Dezhong watched the Queen's back, his brows moved, and then he lowered his head again.
"Niangniang, my servant heard that the eunuch next to the emperor specially sent a message to Zhao Xianrong this morning." After leaving the Qianzheng Palace, He Yu said in a low voice, "It is said that Zhao Xianrong will go to Qianzheng Palace to enjoy the swing dance after lunch. Well, it's almost this hour, the servant girl looks at it."
The queen's mouth twitched, "Zhao Xianrong suffered such a big crime, it's not an exaggeration for the emperor to favor him, but I don't know if Concubine Shu knew about this."
He Yudan smiled and said, "The servants believe that Concubine Shu will know."
Getting off the swing frame, Zhuang Luoyan looked at the smiling emperor, his voice trembling: "Emperor, it's been a long time since my concubine sat on the swing like this."
Feng Jin reached out and twisted the petals above her head: "Are you happier?"
"Emperor!" Zhuang Luoyan's eyes widened, as if he didn't expect the emperor to know that he was in a bad mood.
"You are my woman," the emperor put her in his arms again, "and I am your emperor."
Lying in the emperor's arms, Zhuang Luoyan was shy. Looking at the petals falling on the ground, Zhuang Luoyan wondered, what kind of craftsmanship is needed to make the petals fall naturally