Vol 5 Chapter 30: A heart of spring

Feeling a wave of fluctuations, the wizard opened the half-arched five-color glazed window sash, his eyes sinking toward the burning red snow flakes scattered in the sky.
Raising his nose and sniffing, the old face moved slightly under the Nuo's face, and he said to himself with a smile:
"Hehe, okay... Phoenix Nirvana, reborn from the ashes... Hmph, he is the real dragon!"

"not good!"
In the rented room, in the courtyard, Yuexi Building watched Leng Qingtang's physical changes with intense gaze, and his heart suddenly frightened.
Striding to grab the opponent's back, and before the internal force that surged to its peak, he drove to tap three times on his spine, and then threw a palm away.
Leng Qingtang sprayed blood, then turned his eyes white, slowly turned sideways, and fell into the snow.
The crisis was resolved, Yuexilou knelt at the feet of Huananxin, nodding respectfully:
"Weichen deserves ten thousand deaths. The arrived late and frightened the emperor. Just now, the nine princes were stimulated and the true energy in his body went retrograde. If he does not seal his three main acupoints in time, it will be extremely difficult to deal with if he gets into trouble. of."
Hua Nanxin paid no attention to him, and rushed to Yunxi's side, ignoring her bloodstained body, holding her tightly in his arms.
With his finger on her pulse, he felt for a moment in silence, suddenly excited, crying and laughing:
"She is not dead, she is still alive..."
He buried his head in front of her chest and cried a few times, Hua Nan Xinyang trembled and shouted:
"Come here, Yunxi is still alive, she is still alive! Hurry up and save her, come and save her! Who can save her, I will divide him half of the river and mountain—"
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Time flies, and it's another spring season.
In the morning and day, the bright sunshine fell on the four-sided imperial city, lightly falling and undulating like golden soft yarn, and the light was a little dazzling.
The spring in the imperial garden is just right, with flowers blooming on the branches, vying for fragrance and stamens.
Looking around, the sea of ​​flowers layered like waves rippling several times, and the fragrance of the flowers lingered, almost like a bone.
Today is the day when the concubines of the harem will meet together.
In the past year, the situation in the former dynasty of Da Yi was stable and the harem was full.
Although the back seat of the East Palace is empty, the concubine Hui, Yuanqing, has the power of the sixth house, and is the same as the vice queen. Therefore, every time the concubine meets with the palace, the concubines will rush to the Miaoying Pavilion on time to greet the concubine Hui.
Just like the previous rules, after the servant leads into the temple and salutes, the concubines are divided into positions
Order your seat.
The cigarettes in the four-corner smoker are light, quiet and stable.
Concubine Hui Shi Yuanqing wore a rouge red peony cloak and a smoky skirt, and a pair of phoenix tail hairpins with red treasures, auspicious clouds and gold and pearls on Lingxiao buns, stepping to the shoulder, trembling, graceful and beautiful .
The first people on the left and right sides are listed below, the concubine Su Hao and the concubine Meng Jingqi.
Under the concubine, there are Yingbi, Wanbi, Jiamei, and Zhao Jieyu in order.
Under the concubine Xian are Shu Bi, Qi Meiren, Jiang Jieyu and Zhang Xuanshi.
The makeup is exquisite one by one, each of them is dressed in turquoise, silver, Mihe, and Luo Cui, which can be described as beautiful and complex, delicate and bright.
Different from the past, today the concubines are mostly silent after they take their seats, drinking tea and snacks, all of them have a deep complexion and seem to be puzzled.
Concubine Hui Shi Yuanqing knew this well, but she wanted to hold the frame of her noble concubine and show her luxurious temperament.
Raising her hand to fiddle with the earrings of Qibao coral gold beads on one side, Concubine Hui smiled softly, looked around the concubines, and said in a loud voice:
"What's the matter with the sisters today, they are dejected as soon as they meet. Concubine Liang and Wanwan, you two are the most talkative in the past. Why don't you say anything right now?"
Concubine Liang's right little finger puts on the slender armor of emerald beads wrapped in silver, gently tapping the pear flower table top, lowering her eyebrows and sighing:
"Hey, what are you talking about? What's new today is nothing more than the Northwestern Yayao 　 Chlorine rise 　 Yue 簦　渌 Φ Enough to buy and push 　!br/>
Without waiting for Concubine Hui to answer, she smiled and dropped the tea cup in her hand, continuing to talk:
"Speaking of this, there are some rumors among the people. The Chiliu Mountains in the northwest are prolific with thousands of years of red blood ginseng. In the past year, there have been more than a hundred red blood ginseng donations from the northwest to the palace. And southern Xinjiang. The fire-eyed white snake and the Donghai pearl are also sent to the palace continuously.
The rare and exotic treasures we couldn't touch here were originally given to the Jingyang Palace to refine medicine. "
"Yes," Wan Man's words came to an end. On the other side, Jiang Jieyu swallowed the last bite of chestnut crisp, dipped Lopa into the sugar residue from the corner of her mouth, her eyes were sullen with a sneer, and she smiled faintly:
"What the is that person from Jingyang Palace? Is anyone with a dark ailment eligible to enter the palace? It doesn't matter if she takes the medicine alone, not to mention the two hundred taels of silver for the medicine, just the two rare rare things, gunpowder white snake , Red blood ginseng, which is not something you can meet but cannot ask for, it needs to be collected according to the time?
Just to dispense her medicine, these tributes have to be in short supply throughout the year. The bead-picking, ginseng-digging, and snake-catchers are naturally miserable. Now they are angered by people. How can they not turn back in the long run? "
Looking at Wan 嫔's finger to count them one by one, the concubines nodded and said yes, with great agreement.
On the main seat, Concubine Hui Hui's face was sullen, her grotesque gaze glanced at Wan Man, her five fingers gripping the top armrest of the plum-blue jade board.
At the moment of opening, there was a hint of sharpness in the gentle tone, like long and delicate steel needles:
"Okay, Sister Yun is the imperial concubine who has been given the honour of the emperor, and is also our sister.
She was not taking medicine for a dark illness, but was able to save her car on Kunhuang Island, so she was seriously injured and abandoned martial arts, and she had to cultivate outside the palace. It was already pitiful enough, how could the story of the war in the Northwest be arranged in her His body is too mean. It's just a few snakes, isn't that thousands of treasures can't be compared to the life of our emperor? "
The smiling man immediately turned pale, his complexion turned pale, and he hurriedly got up and said in alarm:
"My concubine has made a mistake, and I ask my mother to forgive me."
Concubine Hui was displeased and didn't look at her, but waved her hand:
"Fine, this palace knows that you are a careless lord, get up, go back and sit down."
The smiling man thanked him tremblingly, then retreated to his seat in a hurry, bowed his head and said nothing.
Concubine Wei Xian tangled the pale pink veil with her fingers, her eyes drooping, as if thoughtful:
"I want to come to the Yungui man to cultivate for more than a year. I heard the palace rumors a few days ago that now everyone can walk around in Jingyang Palace. It should be good health."
The neighboring Shu-bi narrowed his eyes, sneered and sneered, and said:
"Drinking those ginseng soup and snake blood, and seeing the sky mixed with shark pearl powder mixed with milk and rose fragrant juice to soak the body, if it is good and bad, is it worthy of us sisters who stand alone?"
"Yes, I haven't been turned over by the emperor for half a year..."
Qi Meiren lowered her eyebrows and followed her eyes, echoing:
"Yes, the emperor sees that the sky has grown up in Jingyang Palace, how can he think of us?"
After a word, the seat sighed and complained.
Concubine Hui was stunned by the messy scene at this moment, and after a clear cough, she could be quiet.
The woman shook her head, her face slightly cold and unwilling:
"Well, if you have time to complain here in this palace, it's better to spend more time investigating yourself. If you don't have any help, you can make the emperor think about her only because of the merits of the escort. Although the scene on that day is not in the palace When I saw it, I turned my head back and thought, if things fall on us, who of you can stand up for the emperor?"
The question was extremely sharp, and the concubines immediately fell silent, each of them became hyperpigmented, and stood up to worship:
"My concubine will wake up after listening to my mother's teachings."
Concubine Hui made a sharp face and sighed:
"Forget it, this palace is exhausted, our sisters will get together another day, and they will all be separated."
"Concubine wait to retire."
The concubines retired from the Miaoyin Pavilion.
The hall was surprisingly quiet.
Concubine Hui’s figure is still sitting on the top of the seat. She casts her light gaze on the opposite "Apricot Flower Falling Rain" Xia Ying gauze, watching the clear sunlight passing through the window lattice, ups and downs swaying, filled with the independence of melting spring. Good time.
Those imperial concubines who were not lucky enough by the emperor for half a year, including her...:,,