Chapter 524: Fanwai: Appreciation

Beside the Taohua Creek, the princess in a long dress with Fujisaki Trolla looked around and determined that no one was around. She took off her shoes and socks, lifted her skirt, and couldn't wait to step into the cool stream.
The shouting feet were gently wrapped in the stream, and the dryness of the whole body was mostly eliminated.
Sitting at random on a prominent large rock on the shore, two feet were flopping restlessly in the water, and the splash of water wet the skirt.
How long hasn't it been so pleasant.
Mu Yan remembered that when she was young, the summer palace was sweltering. She is extremely afraid of the heat, and her mother often takes herself to play near the Hunyun River in the Royal Garden to cool off the heat.
The lotus of Huanyunxi blooms very well. The breeze came slowly, mixed with a faint aroma and poured into the arms of young Muya. To this day, she still remembers the fragrance of the summer lotus in her childhood and her mother's flowery smile.
At that time, she was still a little baby's mu Yan, often disregarding the hindrance of her mother to take off her shoes and socks, and tossed happily on the water with her feet, her sweet laughter flew far away in the wind.
At that time, Mu Yan was the jewel in the palm of his father's palm and the long princess admired by everyone. From the princess minister to the eunuch in the palace, she loved this well-informed and cute princess.
Because of this, Mu Ye's childhood is no different from his peers. Although born in the emperor's house, he still has a warm and considerate affection.
However, a carefree time is always short. As she grew up day by day, her mother's body was no better than every day.
Zhen Fei was already frail and sick, and even worse after she gave birth to Mu Yan. The dampness and cold in her body invaded the internal organs, and the doctor could only prescribe some conditioning formulas, which could not fundamentally improve her.
A few months after Muxi ’s ten-year birthday, her tormented mother finally tortured her in an afternoon, and she let go.
Before dying, describing the withered Zhenfei holding Mu Mu's hand tightly, her eyes were full of perseverance and distress.
Raising her hand to wipe away the tears that could not restrain the corner of her eyes, the younger girl clenched her mother's thin hands tightly and nodded her gently.
She knew what the mother was worried about.
In the days to come, I will go well. She also needs to be a gentle and virtuous woman like her mother.
Every time I think of these past events, Mu Yan's heart seems to be rubbed hard. She had looked at the stars in countless nights, praying that her mother could have a good time in the sky, and could protect herself.
The thoughts drifted farther and farther, the breeze brushed over the cheeks, and I wondered how long I sat there, before Mu Yue returned to his senses.
The clear water of Peach Blossom Creek was slightly wrinkled by the breeze. Starry petals were scattered on the sparkling water. She took a deep breath of sweetness in the air, and a thought flashed in her mind.
Peach blossom, uh!
Min Sheng has been busy for a few days, and has received secret letters outside the customs for several days. He stayed in the room alone, struggling with his writing day after day, frowning.
The frontier training of armament requires a large amount of silver for two turnovers. Although the last time the Secretary-General had borrowed 500,000 yuan from Wen Qihua, and gave it to his brother for the job, it was still not enough.
There is no good way in my own peach blossom valley to alleviate the urgent need. For a while the situation fell into an awkward position.
Even so, Min Sheng was reluctant to put this burden on his shoulders. She is a weak woman and should not bear these.
In addition, Min Sheng personally did not want Si Ye to bow to Wen Qihua again for his brother.
The more he felt the more headache, he raised his hand and squeezed the position of the eyebrow, which slightly relieved the anxiety. The cup of rain on hand was long cold before the rain.
Just when I was about to raise my hand to change a cup of hot tea, Mu Yan murmured a tentative voice, "Min Gongzi?"
Min Sheng was shocked, how could he forget that there was this one in the valley. Ugh. The headache was even worse.
Seeing that there was no response from the room, Mu Yi did not give up, and whispered softly, "Yi Er made some snacks and wanted to ask the son to taste."
Min Sheng suddenly became big, but couldn't think of any reason for refusal. Had to get up and walked to the door, squeaked open the wooden door, in front of the princess with a plate of delicate pastry.
After letting her into the room, the princess gently put this small dish of peach blossoms on the table, "My son please, please." Just one sentence, no more words. They looked up, and the children who seemed to look forward to praise generally looked at Min Sheng.
"The princess is interested." Although Min Sheng did not like pastries and the like, he did not want to live up to Mu Yi's intentions. Pick up a piece and put it in your mouth.
The sweet and silky taste melted in the mouth, and the peach aroma poured out of the mouth. When I first entered the mouth, there was a hint of cold taste, which seemed to be mixed with some mint.
The taste was surprisingly delicious. The sweet but not greasy taste fits Min Sheng's heart. He could not help raising his eyebrows and nodding.
Can't help but praise, "The princess's craftsmanship is really good. This cake not only tastes good, but also looks exquisite. It must have taken a lot of effort." Before the words fell, he picked up another piece and put it in his mouth.
Mu Yue saw Min Xiaozi praised him sincerely, but his cheeks were crimson, but he couldn't hide the smile on the corner of his mouth, and smiled slightly coyly, "My son likes it."
Min Sheng only knew that the peach blossom was made from the peach blossoms in the valley, but he didn't know the specific method. Then he asked, "This is the method of making dim sum in the palace? Min wants to consult with the princess for one or two, and hopes that the princess will not hesitate to enlighten me."
Mu Yan proudly said, "My son guessed wrong, this is not the method of making dim sum in the palace. The prototype of this peach blossom is from the hands of his grandmother."
"Oh?" Min Sheng wondered in surprise.
The princess looked a little darker when she mentioned her mother, and her bright eyes seemed to be lowered. "My favorite thing to eat when I was a kid was the peach blossom tincture made by my mother-in-law. I just felt that it was 100 times more delicious than any expensive food."
After a pause, she whispered, "But since my mother passed away, I haven't eaten peach blossoms again. I always feel like I'm missing something in the Imperial Dining Room."
After speaking Mu Mu also reached out and picked up a peach blossom tincture, took a bite, and slowly chewed no more words.
I heard out of the window and called out of time. The hottest part of the summer is coming.
But the hundred-mile peach forest in the Peach Blossom Valley showed no signs of falling. Occasionally a light breeze blew and the petals danced in the wind.
The princess followed the people every day to learn how to make peach blossoms. In her spare time, she walked alone in the valley. There will always be surprise discoveries. Everything in the valley fascinated her.
Sometimes Mu Yan hopes that time will come to an end, leaving the suffocating rules of the palace, and can live forever.
auzw.com Unconsciously, Mu Yan has been in Peach Blossom Valley for almost half a month. The closer to Emperor Wu's birthday, the more she hoped that time could pass slowly and slowly.
And she felt privately that Min Sheng didn't seem to be so exclusive. This is undoubtedly what makes her most happy.
Mu Yirou's waistless limbs leaned gently under the peach tree, and Saitama fiddled with the flamboyant petals, thinking in her heart that if she could continue to do so, it seemed to be possible.
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The fire broke out in July, and the palace was shrouded in scorching heat. I heard the lifeless hoarseness in the Royal Garden. Seems to complain about the hot weather.
Various palaces have already gone to the House of Internal Affairs to collect the ice cubes for summer heat, and put them in the dormitories of the concubines to cool them down.
For the Dudu Fairview Palace, Qing Ye sent rouge to the House of Government to receive the food and clothing for this month. It didn't take long to see her returning frowningly.
Qing Ye looked at her empty hands, wondering, "What about Yuefeng and ice cubes for you to pick up?"
Rouge slaps on the table, his face unwilling. "Sister, the snobbish things of the Home Affairs House are too bullying, saying that the ice storage reserve is insufficient this summer. We went late and have been led by the palaces."
She picked up the tea cup on the table and murmured a few sips, and then suppressed the depression that had just been exposed to the hot sun for a few moments, and then said with an upset voice,
"That's all, but they have even deducted our monthly allowances. This is not just to see our maidens lose their power and worship the high and the low! It's a group of villains who see the wind to make the helm.
Qing Yan sighed, who in this harem would not take advantage of the situation and avoid harm. Now Hui Fei is under house arrest, and I don't know how long it can be lifted. Not to mention the internal affairs government, even the little maid in the Xianfei Palace dared to look up at her.
There is no trace of anger in this huge Fairview Palace. What's the difference with Leng Gong?
She sorted the silk in her hands slowly, soothing the still roaring still softly.
"Now we are no more careful and prudent than you are when you speak and act outside, and you must not criticize others. Only then, if you let the mother listen, it will be a big deal."
Rouge nodded as if he knew something, and since he entered the palace, he has been thanked by his sister Qing Qing everywhere. Naturally, what she said must be remembered in her heart.
Helping Qingyu manage the silk thread for a long time, Rouge felt more and more stuffy. It was overcast, and there was no wind, for fear of rain. She lowered the silk thread in her hand impatiently, and seemed to think of something, and cuddled down on the table and asked Qingyu.
"Sister, how long have you been in the palace?"
Qing Ye didn't stop her work, and said casually, "It's seven or eight years."
"That sister must be able to see the emperor often!" Rouge's curiosity grew stronger. Since I entered the palace, I have only seen Long Yan only two or three times. For her, the emperor has always been out of reach.
Qing Yan casually returned to her, "Well, the emperor used to come to the Splendid Palace often. I can see you with my mother."
Alas, 30 years Hedong 30 years Hexi. Since the imperial concubine entered the palace, the emperor has rarely set foot in the Fairview Palace. Not only the Splendid Palace, other palaces also rarely set foot.
Thousands of pets were given to the flower palace.
Guarding the deserted palace garden all day, Qingyu always thought in her heart that the children of this emperor's family had long love affair.
Qingyu struggling for a while, maintaining a movement for a long time made her neck sore, Rouge came forward and saw gently rubbing Qingyu's shoulder. Still can't stop talking.
"Sister, I heard the uncle of the Huanyi Bureau said that this year the emperor will choose the best maid in each palace to dance for the emperor at the banquet! And the best dancer is the lead dancer. It will surely shine at the palace feast. "
"I have also heard of it. There has never been such a show in the past." Qing Yan said and longed for it, with bright eyes in his eyes, I don't know who was lucky enough to be the lead dancer at the palace banquet, it will definitely give The emperor was deeply impressed.
Rouge danced excitedly and said without hesitation, "In my opinion, we are talking about appearance and dance in the Splendid Palace, and that is the sister above the palace feast that day!"
Qing Yan was ashamed of rouge's compliment, her cheek was reddish, but her mouth did not admit it, "You girl used to make fun of me, carefully I hit you with a bamboo strip. See if you even laughed."
Rouge mumbled his mouth convincingly, and leaned his neck to justify, "I'm talking honestly! In my opinion, my sister must be the best choice to lead the dance this year."
Qing Yan was also restless. Why didn't she want to have a chance to be in her early years? Although she had been in the palace for a long time, it was because her father and mother were too fragile to support a few children.
Even though she has been in the palace wall for eight years, she is only twenty years old at this time. It is the age of youthful vitality. Moreover, in a lot of palaces, the appearance of Qingyan is far above other people.
If the skin is fat, it can be broken. The delicate skin of the skin can scoop out water, and because of the practice of dancing from a young age, the green scorpion has an exquisite figure, and it can inadvertently attract the attention of others by raising its hands and feet.
Qing Qing knew in her heart that in this beautiful harem, beauty was the least valuable thing. If you want to have a foothold in the deep palace, your mind is essential.
She has been serving Huifei for so many years, and has been gritting her teeth for a long time. So that one day she can use her power to stand out from the crowd and stop being bullied.
At this time, Hui Fei had the same ideas as Qing Ye. Although they did not know each other's intentions, they shared the same goal because of their own interests.
That night, Liu Huifei ordered the others to retreat after dinner, leaving only Qingyu alone to serve in the room.
Qing Ye properly and carefully waited for Hui Fei to bathe and change clothes. After laying the beds neatly, she wanted to retreat. But was called to the bed by Liu Huifei.
Hui Fei carefully looked at the pleasant person in front of her eyes, and a little slyness appeared in her eyes, slowly speaking,
"Qing Yan, you have been serving this palace for so long and you have been doing your best. This palace is in your eyes."
For a moment, Qingyi couldn't understand Hui Fei's thoughts, but stood side by side obediently, lowering her eyelids and saying, "The mother is overwhelming, this is what slaves should do. Don't dare to invite credit."
Hui Fei raised her corner of her mouth and smiled, followed by temptation. "In a few days, it will be the emperor's birthday, and the actions of this palace will be restricted.
Qing Yan was startled, looked up at Hui Fei, puzzled in her eyes, "what does Niangniang mean?"
"Have you heard that there will be top-notch palace ladies dancing at this birthday party to cheer the banquet?"
As soon as Qing Yan's eyes lighted up, her heart became clear. This concubine thought of a place with herself, but she wouldn't be so kind, she should not know her own right.
"Slavery is a little heard, does the maiden mean that she wants Slaves to dance for the emperor?"
With anxiety and timidity in her tone, she just expressed her doubts.