Li Huang

When Shen Xiyao walked into the Xipei Hall, Huiju had already gone out for supper, so I was the only person in the Xipei Hall.

The halo of the room full of red candles seemed to be the softest moonlight halo on the ground, the white smoke of benzoin slowly spreading, and the lightest cloud yarn fell for the room, making everything appear ethereal and unreal.

At this time, I had changed into an apricot and lotus moiré satin bedclothes, and my long and smooth hair fell from my shoulders and slid on the couch, looking very stunning. I sat on the couch and concentrated on reading a book of "Poems on Drinking Water", and I didn't even notice Shen Xiyao walking in.

"What are you looking at?" Shen Xiyao's hearty voice sounded behind him. I was startled, and the book fell on the ground unsteadily.

Shen Xiyao stooped to pick it up, ""Drinking Water Ci"?" He flipped through the book and said with a leisurely smile: "Not bad."

I took the book out of his hand and placed it on the small table casually, slightly angrily said: "The emperor didn't say a word when he came in, and he frightened the concubine when he spoke suddenly." The little daughter's expression appeared on his face. The lapels of the robe: "I thought the emperor would not be able to come, so I changed the bedclothes." I said I was going to go behind the screen: "It's really indecent to face the monarch. Concubine Rong Chen will go and change clothes."

Shen Xiyao grabbed me, and there was a gentle desire in his eyes: "That's good." He looked up and down: "There is no flavor."

I smiled shyly, gently pushed him away, turned and went to the screen, and quickly put on a piece of Hunan yellow silver silk embroidered with butterflies, a peony and water-red silk drape, and a fallen horse bun at random, without a headdress. Had to fold off a cuckoo in the vase and put it on, and then went out.

Huiju has sent a supper to come in. The thick millet porridge is served with two pickles, five-spice cooked mustard and sweet-scented osmanthus mustard, and a fresh mushroom vegetable heart. It is simple and refreshing.

As I pulled the drape, I smiled gently and said, "I saw them toast at the banquet. The emperor did not refuse, but the food was not enough. The concubines were worried that the emperor’s stomach would be upset, so they ordered them to cook. Congee. Don’t look at the common millet, but the most nourishing stomach."

Speaking, he walked to the table and served Shen Xiyao a bowl, and then blew it carefully before handing it to him: "The emperor has a taste."

Shen Xiyao was full of satisfaction in his eyes, so he took a sip with my hand and applauded: "This porridge is thick but not greasy, and the taste is sweet. Wei Er will drink a little too."

Huiju was winking and wanted to serve a bowl for me. I waved my hand, pinched a bit of sweet-scented osmanthus hot sauce in my mouth and chewed slowly, picked up the tea cup and laughed: "The concubine let them put brown sugar. Brown sugar. It warms the stomach, but the concubine doesn't like the taste. This is specially made for the emperor."

"Weir has a heart." Shen Xiyao looked at me and smiled, "I am really hungry." He said, drinking porridge.

"By the way, what did you put in that purse?" Shen Xiyao asked me casually as she drank porridge and chatted with me, looking at the same purse given to merchants on the couch.

I gave Huiju a wink, and she presented the purse to Shen Xiyao. While looking at the wheat ears above, Shen Xiyao said: "Vil's embroidery workers are really good, I am afraid that the folks can't find an embroiderer comparable to yours."

I lowered my eyes calmly to conceal the sadness in my heart about the past that was caused by this sentence. When I lifted my head, I returned to my usual peaceful smile.

"The concubines can only do this little effort for the emperor." I continued: "There is nothing in it. But some wishful things, jade pendants, and some bead flowers. They are not very expensive. But they are bestowed by the queen. The seal of the palace building office has become a rare treasure among the people."

Shen Xiyao said "Well" and drank the porridge in the bowl. He waved to the palace man to remove the dishes. Then he stepped forward and took my shoulders and took me into his arms.

"Vir," his voice was full of joy like a golden bell in the wind: "With you in this life, what can your husband want?"

My heart seemed to be hit hard by someone, and I felt sad, wronged, and moved for a while. And the little uneasiness hidden in the depths made me embrace him involuntarily.

The soft feather curtain did not know when it was put down, covering the two entangled figures on the couch in the Xipei Hall, and also isolating the low moaning of men and women.

In the early morning of the next day, Shen Xiyao wore court clothes carefully. On the four-open skirt gown connected by bright yellow clothes, there was a five-clawed Jinzheng dragon on the front and back of both shoulders, and twelve chapters were juxtaposed on the front and back of the clothes. This is the first time I have stood in Kunning Palace so close to the dragon robe after many years. This shows that I finally returned to my position, completely.

I removed Shen Xiyao’s usual Dongzhu Chaozhu from the tray in the hands of the young eunuch, and hung it around his neck on my tiptoes. I took a step back and looked at it carefully. Then I stretched out my hand to even out the corners of the robe. Then I smiled to Shen Xiyao satisfied: The emperor, it's okay."

Shen Xiyao stood in a bright yellow halo, Junyi's noble figure and face looked like a **** who had walked down from nine days, his smile inevitably brought estrangement in such a halo, and his voice became more imperial.

"From today, the Sixth House will invite An Zhiyi."

I didn't respond, I just bowed to send him away, and then I greeted Huiju to dress me up.

The straight red Lifeng eight-piece Lingluo wide skirt is decorated with a layer of light gold inlaid silver silk soft yarn. The soft yarn is embroidered with the finest silver silk by the first-class embroiderer. From a distance, the skirt The phoenix above stands proud of the crowd, and looks like in a fairyland, adding a layer of unattainable luxury. The golden phoenix jade belt flicked to both sides when walking, bringing out the most charming flowing shadow.

Huiju combed my hair carefully with a rhino horn comb. I closed my eyes and said lightly: "Flying swallows are all you need to do."

Huiju answered, and not long after, the woman in the mirror's jet-black bun was embellished with a flat-fibril hollow golden phoenix, embellished with golden bead flowers on the temples. A pair of gold, jade, butterfly, pearl and tassel earrings. It looks clean but graceful.

After all, according to the emperor's announcement to the court, the queen recovered from a serious illness and returned to Kunning Palace to take charge of the sixth palace. I have to have a good posture of "healing" and not wear too many jewelry. But as a queen, you must be dignified and noble, so you dare not look directly. In addition to the gorgeous and complicated precious accessories, the natural temperament is also very important. Although the days of the people and the cold palace have wiped out my style, the moment I stepped on the white marble floor tiles of Kunning Palace again, I was no longer Xie Niang.

I am Ling Xuewei. From the moment when she was born, Ling Xuewei has no shortage of grace and grace.

"Niang, the harem concubine has arrived at Luanfeng Hall." Zi Ying walked in and said respectfully.

I put the last butterfly-shaped sticker on the sideburns, slowly got up, and looked at the woman in the mirror. There was an unpredictable noble smile on her face, but her eyes were cold.

The door of Dongnuan Pavilion opened slowly, and the bright sunshine of Mu Chun poured over me. I breathed the air of power and struggle that permeated the harem, and put on a majestic and dignified mask.

This prosperous and charming world opened to me again, but I am no longer the ignorant and innocent woman.

"Hui Ju," my voice was like Dingdong Creek: "Let's go and meet them for a while."

Luanfengdian was close in front of me, and I looked at the flying corners of the eaves, which were as light as the wings of a bird. A copper bell on the corners of the eaves made an ethereal sound under the breeze, bringing a peaceful atmosphere to the dawn. Where does this harem come from? What kind of peace, all harmony is just an illusion made in front of the emperor.

Facing the morning sun, I walked into the Luanfeng Hall. Inside, all my concubines and concubines bowed to the ground, their voices were extremely respectful.

"Greetings to the Queen Empress, Empress Chitose Chitose Chitose Chitose."

Their voices are uniform and extremely loud. On the albizia tree outside the temple, a pair of swallows flapped their wings and flew into the endless blue sky.

I walked up to the phoenix couch step by step in their greetings. The golden dragon and phoenix chair is a symbol of my status. Before, I dismissed it, but now I am not interested in it. But I need it, I need the power it represents.

I slowly sat on the phoenix couch, with a low voice: "Flat."

The concubines dared not speak when they got up, and they didn't even dare to look at me. They only exchanged glances in private. I took a closer look and found that Hefei, Liufei, Lifei, Yi Zhaorong, and Haoyue were all among them.

Hefei wore six chest-length skirts in lilac grape and pomegranate, and covered a short coat of the same color. She was still a breezy face, with a hairpin on her hairpin and a golden hairpin for carp fishing. The child looked naughty and cute. The carp seemed to have just been pulled up from the surface of the water, and then gently swayed as a tassel following her movements. This golden hairpin is vivid in shape and lifelike characters, which is a royal treasure at first glance. The carp swayed, inadvertently revealing her pregnant arrogance.

Concubine Liu was dressed in a lake-colored butterfly, wearing a full-chested skirt and she was wearing a light gold tulle and silk. I recognized that tulle at a glance. It should be a tribute from the Western Regions. This shows that Shen Xiyao still loves her and she is calm. His face was betrayed by a pair of unwilling eyes. And the beaded cui, which is beyond her rank, shows her unwillingness to return to me.

Li Fei's face was gray, and her outfit was not as gorgeous as before. A pair of rose embroidered with pale peach blossoms, only two broad bands of blessing are rolled on the neckline and cuffs, with rhinestones and pink crystals. The black hair was only combed in a high bun, and he didn't even wear a sway, just a few red hairpins, and they chose a very simple peach pattern. Her defeat, I think, has nothing to do with me, but from her father who is already in prison at this time.

The Xinglin Chunyan on Yi Zhaorong's body looked familiar to me, as if I had worn it before, and it was like the one I embroidered when I repaired the clothes for Miss Li Jiacun in Huangjiacun. But the concubine is guilty of wearing the queen's old dress, I think Yi Zhaorong will not know it. Wearing the clothes made by the queen is even more arrogant, but no one knows that it was self-handling after all. Moreover, she looked submissive at this time, with only humility and tension in her drooping eyebrows. It was just a coincidence that she wanted to come to this dress.

The upper skirt of the blue floating light brocade of Haoyue Lake has a butterfly flower embroidered with silver silk, and the lower skirt has a pure moon white color, which looks delicate and well-behaved. However, her evasive eyes and her hands that tighten Sipa from time to time showed that she was deeply disturbed.

This anxiety is natural. She once wanted to put me to death, even after she thought that I had taken poisoned alcohol, she told her secret. But she never imagined that I crawled out of that **** and returned to where I am today. I think she knows that although I am kind, I love and hate. So, after experiencing so many things, I will definitely not let her go.

My gaze swept over them slowly, and then fell on the other concubines below. Inside, I saw two familiar figures, the daughter of Mrs. Wu in Anyang County and the daughter of Chen Zuoling. Seeing my gaze staying on them, Huiju said in a low voice while serving tea, "Wu promised in the purple dress, and Chen Changzai in the pink dress." She paused and said, "Chen Changzai sang tactfully , And being able to read and write poems was the most loved by the emperor among those who entered the palace.