Chapter 205: Why is it necessary to be charming and contend for wish (1)

Slowly walked back to Kunning Palace. Although the road was not far away, I actually got out of sweat and felt sore in my legs. I just wanted to hurry to sleep on the couch in Xi Nuan Pavilion.
Seeing my face turned pale, Huiju sweated on the palm of her arm, and couldn't help but worry: "Is your mother tired?"
I nodded gently: "I'm a little tired after talking for a long time. Please help me to sleep in the Xi Nuang Pavilion, and call me half an hour later." Pointing to the box in her hand again: "Take this away."
"If your mother wants to sleep for a while, you should go to the sleeping hall. If the couch is too narrow, your mother will sleep uncomfortably."
Thinking about it, I went back to the bedroom. I was thinking of closing my eyes and resting my mind, but I didn't want to, as soon as Tou Fu hit the pillow, he fell into the black and sweet country.
When Huiju called me up, it was less than an hour before dinner.
I woke up from a deep sleep, and I just felt unspeakably comfortable, as if I had never slept such a good night, and the whole person seemed to come back to life.
"Seeing that the maidservant was sleeping soundly, she pretended to call out for a while, and hoped that she would forgive me." Hui Ju put on my shoes and said.
"What a crime." I stretched slightly: "The left and right clothes are ready, not bad for that moment."
So he washed his hands and evened his face again, and then changed into a crimson-colored stand-up collar clip robe embroidered with dots of silver and white fortune. Although the color of this dress seems ordinary, the flowers are decorated with rice-sized citrine beads, which are like a stamen in a white blessed flower, with a soft luster. With his hair lying on the back of his head, he only wore a gilt eight treasures exquisite hairpin. The hairpin was made into the appearance of the two immortals of Hehe. On a closer look, the expressions of the movements of the two immortals are lifelike, and it is a piece of delicate jewelry with ingenuity. A pair of pendant earrings dangled on the side of the face, and a lotus-like white jade pendant was stuck quietly under the throat. The snow-white hands are clasped on the skirt, so the smile between the eyebrows is calm and calm.
I carefully traced a pair of willow eyebrows into the makeup mirror. Huiju was finishing the clothes I changed. A soft white ball fell from the clothes, and the evening sunlight poured in through the ridges of the carved windows and cast them on the ground. Put a little bit of gold on it. There is no candle in the sleeping hall, it is a little dark, and the white snow falls in the shadow, very conspicuous.
My eyebrows tremble, and the peak of my eyebrows rises, and the pink face in the mirror is a bit sharp.
Huiju bent over to pick it up, I coughed lightly: "Huiju, get a cup of tea to moisturize my throat."
In fact, there was a pot of brewed tea on the low table under the window, and the spout was venting outward. But Huiju nodded and walked out.
I slowly got up and squeezed the share gently in my hands. This letter cannot be kept, I know better than anyone, but I am reluctant to destroy it. After all, it was given to me by him, even if it was just such a small lump, it has passed away any treasure in the world.
But I finally lit it with the red candle I had lit. The beating candlelight added a little red to this plain white, and then melted away a little bit, slowly licking it clean and turning it into charred black pieces, like the wings of a withered butterfly, and finally turned into ashes. By the feet. I stared at the flame that gradually returned to peace for a long time, and before I knew it, there was a slight chill on my cheeks.
When Hui Ju came in, I was already sitting in front of the window and drinking a cup of tea slowly. The tea is cold and bitter, like the most desolate feeling deep in my heart.
"Niang Niang," Hui Ju's voice sounded behind her: "It's getting late. If Niang Niang is full, she can leave."
I said "Yeah", picked up the powder on the dressing table and fine-tuned the makeup. The person in the mirror regained his energy, and said, "Then go."
Before he finished speaking, there was a burst of pain in the lower abdomen, and a bone-seeking chill spread from the soles of the feet to the whole body, causing a cold sweat. I couldn't help but put my hands on my lower abdomen, frowning.
Seeing that I was different, Huiju hurriedly said, "Is your empress uncomfortable? The slave and maid go to the emperor!"
I waved my hand: "I want to come to lunch with too much ice bowl and it's cold, so it's fine. It's getting late, so I can't let the emperor wait."
Huiju looked at me worriedly: "The lady has always felt uncomfortable recently, and the servants think it's better to ask the royal doctor to see."
At this point, the pain has passed, and I smiled slightly: "Don't worry at this moment, if there is still discomfort tomorrow, I will pass it on."
But there was a drum in my heart, and there was indeed something wrong in recent days. This pain actually hit me day by day, especially when I was in the middle of the night when I couldn't sleep. I think that Xu has been too depressed in my heart recently, and coupled with the torture of Fansi and the Garment Bureau in the past few years, my body is not as good as before, so I should call a royal doctor to take care of it. Thinking about this, I suddenly realized that my sunflower water seems to have not arrived in the past two months.
Qing Xia Zhai is one of the four great landscape places in the harem. Here, summer is taken, so red pomegranates are planted in the front of the porch, grape loofah stands are set up behind the house, and there are pavilions and water lilies in the big urn. Around the house were covered with ancient trees from the sky, covering most of the sky, and casting cool shades.
The dinner party was not set in the house that day. When I arrived in Qing Xia Zhai, I saw bright yellow palace lanterns lit under the treetop flowers, which looked like countless small moons falling from the sky. In the widest part of the courtyard, a large round table was placed, surrounded by a gilt tree-shaped candlestick, and a honey-colored candle was lit on it. It swayed gently with the breeze, casting bright lights on the faces of the three sitting around the table. Light and shadow.
"The queen is here." The little extended his voice and reported.
The softest smile appeared on my face, and the trailing tail of the skirt was like a flowing moonlight. As I slowly stepped forward, it showed a frustration.
"Weir, come soon," Shen Xiyao smiled, pointing to the position beside him: "I'm waiting for you."
I still bowed and saluted him upright: "The concubine please send greetings to the emperor."
At the same time, the two elder brothers had already stood aside and bowed to me and said, "The minister waits for the empress to please her."
"Why do you have to be more courteous?" Shen Xiyao held me up with one hand, and slightly blamed in his tone: "I said, this is a family dinner, there are no monarchs on the table, only one family." After that, he said kindly to the two brothers: " Come sit down, too."
My elder brother and I were seated together, and the food and snacks were already on the table at this time. Because there were only four people, and the country was at the time of the festival, there were not many dishes, but it was exquisite. Shen Xiyao talked very happily with the two elder brothers. There was no arrogance. He even served his elder brothers. He told me what was delicious, what was special, and what was rare. The two elder brothers echoed each other, and a simple dish can also tell anecdotes. In fact, laughter scatters with the wind from time to time, and the atmosphere is harmonious and warm.
I looked at Shen Xiyao, his words were kind, and his expression was gentle. The emperor's hostility that had been wrapped around his brows also disappeared at this time, like an ordinary son of a family, having dinner with his wife and family. I also see that he is deliberately creating such an atmosphere.
Although Qing Xia Zhai is a place for viewing, it is also a place that the Queen Mother likes. Therefore, the interior furnishings are indispensable for the royal style, and they are all based on the hierarchical system. Naturally, you will not use a round table when you have a meal, and the eunuchs, palace ladies, utensils, and small details will remind you that this is the palace, and the emperor is sitting next to you.
But at the moment in the courtyard, the eunuchs and maids stood far aside, and only came up to add wine and lights when needed, and even saved food, in order not to affect the four of us as much as possible. Even the clothes and decorations of the palace ladies were not used in ordinary days. They were replaced with soft dark blue tulle, and the shoes had soft bottoms. They walked silently and were hard to be noticed when they stood still.
I was very touched by Shen Xiyao’s painstaking efforts. The two elder brothers looked more relaxed and casual, but from the slightly tight body of the elder brother and the sitting posture of the third brother, I could see that even if Shen Xiyao really let go of his emperor status at this moment, But with me, with my brother, we can never forget that he is a king. Don’t talk too much.
After drinking for three rounds, I was a little drunk, and Shen Xiyao and his third brother were chatting about the prosperity of Jiangnan folk customs. I wanted to get up to sip off my alcohol, and only listened to my third brother with a smile: "In the southern water town, every time the Yuan Lantern Festival, everyone goes to the river to set off lights and make a wish. That scene is really beautiful." The third brother paused and said casually. Chanted: "Go to the thousand river lanterns, the red clouds are reflected strangely."
Shen Xiyao was startled, and then frowned slightly, looking at the third brother from top to bottom.
I saw that his expression was different, and when I heard the Lantern Festival in the Yuan Dynasty, there was a "thump" in my heart. When I looked at the big brother, his expression also changed.
Sure enough, Shen Xiyao smiled and said: "Wang Shu, have we had a relationship?"
The third brother was taken aback, but made the most appropriate response on this occasion. He raised the wine glass to respect Shen Xiyao: "If you really had a relationship with the emperor, it would be the luck of the grassroots."
Shen Xiyao smiled "haha" and leaned forward and said, "You really don't remember? The Lantern Festival of the Yuan Dynasty five years ago, at the Lantern Festival in Beijing."
The third brother's business in recent years is mostly in the northwest. He has not even rushed back when his father died, and he hasn't even stepped into the capital before.
The third brother didn't know what happened before. He only thought that Shen Xiyao had remembered the wrong person. He was about to shook his head to deny it. The elder brother patted him on the shoulder and said, "The Shangyuan Lantern Festival five years ago, didn't you go to the West Market to guess the riddle?"
The third brother looked at his eldest brother unclearly. Although the eldest brother was smiling, there was no smile in his eyes. I also said: "When the third brother came back, I was in the palace and I had no chance to see it. I was always a heart disease."
The doubt in the third brother's eyes disappeared, he looked at me angrily, and then said to Shen Xiyao: "Is that the emperor?"
Shen Xiyao "haha" laughed: "You actually remember that you and I were in the West Market, and your literary talents were brilliant. At that time, I thought about which son was so talented that I had never heard of it."
The third brother smiled and said, "The emperor has won the prize, and the emperor's talents have deeply impressed Caomin."
Shen Xiyao tapped the edge of the fine porcelain inlaid gold bowl with silver chopsticks, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was reminiscing about the scene. My two brothers and I looked at each other lightly and saw each other's tension.
"The world is sad, Lao Lao sees the guest booth." Shen Xiyao whispered: "I can't remember the next two sentences, do Wang Shu still remember?"
The third brother's smile froze for a moment, and now he had to look at Shen Xiyao again, not knowing what to do for a while. He doesn't even know whether this poem was written by "he" or Shen Xiyao, so it is difficult to answer.
Fortunately, Shen Xiyao didn't care about his momentary silence. He just thought he was thinking back, so he said casually: "When I heard this poem, I was thinking about what kind of parting to feel that way."
His sentence made the third brother even more confused about how to answer, so he could only smile slightly. I watched Shen Xiyao staring at the third brother, his eyes gradually increased, but the tone was light: "Wang Shu's own poem, don't you remember it?"
Dense beads of sweat ooze from my forehead, and my hands are folded on my skirt, trembling slightly because of the force. The eldest brother held the wine glass and tried hard to deal with it. The third brother could only smile and humbledly said: "At that time, the emperor suddenly asked about what he had done. Cao Min really couldn't remember it."
Shen Xiyao lowered his gaze, took a sip of the wine for himself, as if unconsciously said: "From a closer look, among the four of your siblings, Wangshu and Weier are the most similar. If you don't know that you are indeed two or three years old, why I thought it was twins." Then he turned his head abruptly to look at me: "Vil knows what the last sentence is?"