The heat in the bathtub was steaming, Feng Zhiwei thought a little amusedly, in just half an hour tonight, she actually soaked in the bathtub twice.
Thinking of the horror in the bathtub half an hour ago, a certain light and shadow flashed in her mind, her face turned red slightly, and she quickly stopped, feeling a little embarrassed for a moment, and felt the woman standing stiffly behind her, motionless , a little uncomfortable, and wanted to find something to break the silence, coughed dryly and said, "Are you... the concubine of His Highness King Chu?"
After asking, I feel a little regretful. What are you doing? Is it necessary to ask this question? Also, I'm bored, it's hard to gossip, why did I just ask this.
The woman didn't answer immediately, but stood there silently.
The surroundings are full of white air, and the window lattices are covered with fine water light. There is only a slight sound of water stirring in the silence, and there is a strangeness in the silence, like a stagnant and unbreakable dream that is firmly pressed in people's hearts.
After a while, Feng Zhiwei heard that the woman behind her seemed to smile, it was a short, cool smile, and then in the light and shadow of the candlelight, Man Chunlian's stalking figure gradually expanded on the wall.
When she approached, Feng Zhiwei had already finished washing in a hurry, took a dry cloth to wipe, the candlelight reflected her back, the brilliance like pearls, the whiteness like jade, the beautiful figure like flowing water, reminding people of the most beautiful woman in spring Poetry blooms lushly in the depths of flowers.
Manchun's dark red eyeliner revealed a pair of ice-like eyes, and he looked at her coldly, took the almost coquettish apron on the side, and rubbed it carefully in the palm of his hand, thinking of those who wore these in the palace of the Prince of Chu. The famous women, thinking of themselves who have gone deeper into loneliness in loneliness, gradually have a desolate smile in their eyes.
"Is it a concubine..." A sarcastic arc appeared on the corner of her lips, and she walked towards Feng Zhiwei, who had her back turned to her.
"Is it a concubine..." The answer didn't sound like an answer, but rather a question. The person who spoke was lost in confusion, his eyes misty in his murmur.
Listening to the voice so light that it could be dispelled by the heat, Feng Zhiwei felt that the woman's words were a bit weird, or maybe she asked something wrong? She smiled, picked up the apron with her fingers mockingly, frowned and handed it back to Man Chun, saying: "Trouble... madam."
As soon as Madam said this, she frowned again, feeling greasy again in her heart.
Hearing the phrase "Ma'am", Man Chun's eyes flashed, but he didn't say anything. He took the bellyband with silky tentacles, and stroked the delicately embroidered figure with his fingers.
This suit... is hers.
A few days ago, His Highness casually asked her if there was anyone in the mansion who was good at embroidering, and she said that she might be able to do one or two, so His Highness ordered her to embroider a set according to the latest styles in the market, and be careful.
At that time, His Highness was reclining on the long couch, playing with a letter, and looking indifferently towards the west side of the palace.
His long black hair fell down on the couch, and his face was pure in the long hair. She was fascinated by such elegance for the ten thousandth time, and bowed her head for the ten thousandth time, deeply hiding her infatuated eyes.
She knew that as long as she showed a little nostalgia and obsession, Mingri Manchun would never be able to get close to him again.
She accepted the task respectfully and detachedly, her expression was as cold as before, she glanced at the letter between his fingers, it was indeed a secret letter handed to the cabinet by Wei Shangshu at that time. She is especially concerned, she waits for the pen and ink in the study, and Wei Shangshu's notebooks are always on top, and she is used to it.
He didn't look at her, leaned back and bent his knees, resting his slender fingers on his knees, in a casual gesture, but with a smile in his eyes.
She heard him softly said: "Well... the clothes should be light apricot, you don't need to be too conspicuous, the cloak is made of crepe like Jianghuai, the kind that can see through the shadows of lights, the wind is flowing on a spring night, and the shadows of people and flowers are chaotic like the tide, light and gentle." It must be a very good wind to come here in the light mist of the gauze and the fragrance of the moon."
He squinted his eyes slightly, as if thinking about something, the smile in his eyes gradually stained the corners of his lips, and the big white camellias on the screen opposite him lost their color.
"Underwear... Although bright red is good, it is unavoidably gaudy, deep purple is too cold, and smoky blue is not noble enough... let's go with light yellow... that kind of skin with that color... like a bright moon makeup into a white jade baby..."
He meditated slightly, his raised jaw seemed smooth and firm, like a white stone soaked in the moonlight of a thousand years, splashing the fine starlight all over the sky.
Turning around suddenly, he smiled at her.
Like a mandala covered with snow in the wind, it shakes down to the crystal.
She couldn't help herself blushing immediately.
Bai Yuwa...
Before she was sent to the Chu Palace by the prince, she was the top actress in the thirteen prefectures of the Northland. Because of her snow-like skin and smooth voice, she was always called "Jade Baby".
She also loves goose yellow the most.
She also lives in the west of the palace.
Suddenly, she remembered that she met Guard Ning a few days ago, that man was sitting on the roof tiles with his knees hugged, looking at the west side of the mansion, she heard him muttering: "Forget it, don't worry about it."
Although Guard Ning didn't like His Highness very much recently, and he was not allowed to serve by his side, he was still the first person around His Highness after all, and what he said often meant His Highness's meaning.
Could it be...
His Highness is all over the imperial capital, but she doesn’t know whether it’s romantic outside or not, but it’s not like that at all in Chu Palace. The concubines gifted by the princes can’t enter His Highness’s inner courtyard, although His Highness sometimes goes to the concubines’. In courtyards, such as her Xizhao Tower, His Highness would come three or four times a month, but after coming... don't worry about it.
She sometimes wonders, are the other concubines... the same as her
Maybe.
Once she accidentally ran into His Highness at Jin Han's place. At that time, the two of them were sitting in front of the makeup mirror. His Highness was painting her eyebrows and temples with a smile. In the movie, the woman is beautiful and the man is elegant, it is really a very beautiful and charming scene.
However, when she bowed down, she found that the back of Jin Han's neck was stiff, his veins were exposed, and his whole posture was stiff.
The next day, Jin Han disappeared.
Another time, Xiuyun, the most daring and lively, wore a Western-style tribute tulle and gold silk skirt, revealing a large area of snowy skin, pretending to be sleepwalking and lost, and broke into His Highness's bedroom.