Li Huang

Apricot-red embroidery powder, white peony, and Luoqun were on the ground, and the delicate peony bloomed all over the place.

I was sitting in front of the dressing table, and the little palace lady was gently combing my hair with a rhino horn comb. Her hands were very soft, and the strength was just right, making me a little drowsy.

Hui'er shakes away the skirt that had been sent to Fanshi a few days ago, and was surprised by the excitement on her face.

I glanced at the skirt from the bronze mirror, and subconsciously turned around to hold it in my hand and take a closer look.

Suddenly turning around, the little palace lady combing her hair confiscated her hand, and her hair was pulled in pain. I whispered and waved her hand to let her go out first. After that, she walked up to Hui'er and held up the skirt, unable to help but praise.

At this time, the sky was getting dark, and the emperor turned over my sign tonight, so the candles were passed early in the Changchun Palace. At this time, in the swaying bright candlelight, I saw that six moon-white lotus leaf skirts with blue silk and hidden clouds seemed to give birth to infinite stars. The tops were sparse and the bottoms were dense, and the skirts merged into a twinkling of stars. I took a closer look and found that every bit of starlight is a small diamond pattern embroidered with fine silver thread, really worthy of a "starlight skirt".

This embroiderer seems simple, but the design is exquisite and unique, and the "starlight" on this skirt is really troublesome.

I gently stroked this treasure-like skirt, and said with emotion: "It is really embarrassing for her to embroider such a skirt in such a short time."

Hui'er nodded: "No, the slave and maid waited by the side. Seeing that she couldn't even drink the saliva in order to embroider this skirt."

I smiled and took a pierced gold lotus leaf Tian Tian and Tian white jade bracelet from the dressing table and handed it to Hui'er, confessing: "You can send it to her at some time, just as a gift from the palace."

"It's her blessing that she can do things for the empress, why should she thank you." Huier pouted, but took the bracelet and put it away carefully.

I shook my head, "You don’t understand. Although she is an embroiderer who has made mistakes, she is not a member of the palace after all. The palace treats her very politely now. If she can do things for the palace in the future, it will be the best. It."

"Just what can she do for the empress who has been relegated to the extinction?" Hui Er wondered.

I raised the skirt in my hand a little bit, and smiled: "Isn't this what it is?"

Hui'er had a suddenly realized expression, "Yes, looking at her embroiderer, if you want to come to the palace, no one can beat her, and the empress will be able to stand out in the future."

I smiled without saying a word, but thought in my heart, this Xie Niang can design such a skirt and make it in such a short time, I want to be delicate and neat. Now that she has the intention to leave Fansi, if I help her and treat her better, I will be loyal to me if I want to come to my future.

In addition, I always have a faint feeling that this Xie Niang is not a simple character. She made me be polite to her involuntarily, but I couldn't figure out the reason.

There was no time to think about it. The little **** heard a loud announcement from the front of the hall, "The emperor is here."

I was shocked. After all, she didn't have any makeup yet. Hui Er was also taken aback. She hurriedly put the skirt aside carefully, and hurriedly combed my hair.

I sat in front of the dressing table again and put on a pair of pink crystal pearls and butterfly earrings. Hui Er quickly put on a simple pony bun for me, looking for matching jewelry. I heard the emperor’s footsteps ringing in the courtyard, and in a hurry, I picked up the scissors and cut out two peony flowers in a pot beside the dressing table and put them on my hair. Then I got up and walked quickly to the door. Catch up to salute the emperor who is slowly walking in.

"The concubine welcomes the emperor respectfully." I lowered my head and felt uneasy in my heart. After all, such simple makeup would be extremely rude to the emperor.

The emperor helped me up, a pair of eyes that were as deep as the vast starry sky was a little surprised. He looked at me up and down, making me more uneasy.

He suddenly laughed, and his tone was very gentle: "Zhao Rong's makeup like this is really unique." He took a closer look, and gently straightened the peony on my sideburns, "but it's a bit simpler, with such a gorgeous look. The skirt doesn't match."

I was a little embarrassed and said, "So unkempt, please don't blame the emperor."

The emperor smiled and shook his head, "Zhaorong is born soft and moving. In fact, such bright colors are not as elegant as light colors." He pointed to the dressing table: "Since I interrupted your dressing. , Then go ahead."

I Yiyan sat in front of the dressing table, pasted the golden flower tree in the double peacock bronze mirror, and the emperor sat idly on the couch under the window, looking at me with interest. I smiled at him in the mirror and told Huier to continue dressing up for me.

"I also remembered that when I saw you at Yanbo Pavilion, you wore a light green silk embroidered magnolia dress, so elegant and refined, I will never forget it." The emperor leaned on the couch, smiling and chatting with me.

My heart sank slightly, but still smiling. "The emperor remembered which elder sister's clothes," then pretended to be annoyed: "The court concubine met the emperor at Yanboting, and she was wearing a skirt with a white embroidered butterfly orchid."

The emperor was startled, and immediately smiled embarrassingly. "Really?" His voice seemed to come from far away: "I remembered wrong."

I turned my head and slapped him lightly. His face was full of triumphant triumphant smiles. I hum, and said softly: "So the emperor was joking with his concubines."

The emperor's face was all relaxed, and he smiled and said: "You!" The tone was full of petting, making me no longer suspicious of others.

In fact, it is not the first time such a beautiful and harmonious moment. Sometimes the emperor spends the night in the Changchun Palace, and occasionally looks at me on the bed like this when he wakes up in the morning, joking with me at will. His eyes were all gentle and delicate, as if I were his most important treasure.

I should be satisfied, from meeting the emperor to now becoming Zhaorong alone in the palace, but in just a few months, I can be considered the leader in this harem. However, I looked at the eyes of the emperor in the mirror that seemed to be looking at me but not looking at me. The words of the noble man in the past few days rang in my ears again.

It was by the Feilong Pond. I was alone in the Songfeng Pavilion to enjoy the scenery, and a surprised and timid voice sounded behind me.

"Miss, is that you?"

That voice was not Hui'er. I turned my head and saw Yue Guiren standing outside the pavilion. The bright eyes dimmed the moment I saw clearly.

"Manny Zhaorong," she said, "The concubine admitted to the wrong person, and I hope the empress will not blame it."

I smiled and said, "You don't need to be polite."

The moon nobleman showed sorrow at the moment I smiled, but for a moment she smiled and said, "Is the empress admiring the pine and cypress here?"

I nodded, "The pines and cypresses are clean trees, I like them very much."

Yue Guiren listened to my words and sighed softly.

"What's wrong with Yueguiren?" I asked.

She had a pair of pupils on my face for a long time, and she said for a long time: "Before the empress was standing in this pavilion, the concubine thought it was my lady who came back. The empress said that she likes pine and cypresses, and my lady loves to come here to enjoy the scenery most. We're treating the grass as an orchid, and the root as a pine. Lanqiu is fragrant and windy, and Songhan does not change her face.' Empress Fang just smiled like my lady." She said with teardrops in her eyes. There is also infinite sadness on the surface.

I was stunned. Everyone knew that Yuegui Ren was the daughter of the Queen’s empress. Her remarks showed that I was similar to the Queen, whether it was intentional or unintentional.

After a few gossips, she said goodbye, but infinite reverie arose in my heart.

Now I look at the emperor's nostalgic eyes, but the joy I should have been disturbed by the sudden memory. Is it true that the emperor’s love for me is also pinned on my similarity to the queen?

I felt wronged and sad when I thought about it, but I couldn't show it to the emperor, so I had to concentrate on dressing up and choosing jewelry carefully.

The emperor over there said, "Hey", I heard it, and saw that he picked up the star-light dress that Cai Huier had placed on the couch, and his eyes were full of wonder.

"This dress is really chic, Zhao Rong is very clever." He smiled at me.

I lowered my head slightly, took off the peony flower, and put an enamel butterfly hairpin on my hair. Thinking of what Xie Niang had entrusted, it was a good time to impress the emperor. I said, "The concubine dare not take credit. This skirt was made by the embroidered lady, and the concubine couldn't think of what upper skirt to use for a while."

The emperor "haha" smiled: "How difficult is this? Let the Weaving Bureau make a light silver short jacket for you, embroidered with precious patterns on the neckline and cuffs."

Hui'er who stood by the side whispered "Ah", the emperor turned his eyes to her and asked, "What?"

Huier took a look at me, there was hesitation between her brows. I didn't care: "What's wrong, just say it."

Hui'er said to the emperor Fu Yifu: "In reply to the emperor, the embroiderer who embroidered this skirt said the same."

The emperor and I were both taken aback this time. I was about to open my mouth to intercede for Xie Niang, but saw the emperor's face slowly rise a shallow and satisfying smile, and it disappeared quickly like a cloud on the horizon.

He turned to me, picked up the peony flower I had placed on the dressing table, and put it on my newly combed bun seriously.

"I'm waiting for the day Zhaorong puts on this skirt." His tone was serious, as if he was talking about a major event.

I nodded and smiled shyly: "Last time the emperor said that he would like to see his concubine dancing. The concubine is learning the shamisen dance recently, and then he can dance for the emperor."

His eyes were shining brightly, and the gaze that fell on me was a little misty.

"Really?" He hugged me into his arms with joy in his tone: "I am very happy, you can finally dance for me."

I cuddled in his arms silently, moved by his joy. Looking at the peony flower left on the dressing table, I don’t know why, but I remembered a poem: "The ninety scenery is divided into two parts,

Heavenly pity alone wins the lingering spring of the palace.

A leftover wanting hairpin double bun,

No one is the first person. "

The first person in the world is me, who is in love at the moment, and after all, is the empress empress who is far away in Pengdao Yaotai?