Concubine Hanhan's Concubine Gongdou

Chapter 274
Lianhua quickly shook her head: "No, please continue, Madam."

"Does my younger sister also think my elder sister is desolate?" Fang Concubine said, looking into the distance, and said with sadness on her face: "Whoever sits alone with the bright window, I will be two shadows. People throw away. Nothing, nothing, what a desolate me."

After speaking, tears began to fill the eyes, and he turned his head to look at Lianhua with water, expecting her to say something.

Xiaojizi and the others behind Lianhua felt that it was extremely strange at this time.

Xiaoqing and Xiaolinzi couldn't understand what Concubine Fang was talking about. Why did she look like a dead mother? Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, so she should be happy.

Xiaojizi felt a chill. Rumor has it that this concubine loves to moan without illness, and would groan twice when she saw everyone. Today, she really lived up to her reputation.

Lianhua opened her mouth again, thought for a while and then closed it again, forget it, it's not right.

This concubine Fang looked in a bad mood, so why should I ask, I'd better go back and ask Lord Long Live.

Seeing this, Concubine Fang thought she was trying to comfort her, looked at Lianhua and said, "Sister Lian, you and sister have an affinity for each other, so it doesn't matter if you want to say something."

"Is that so? Then..." Lianhua dragged on the end, a little hesitant, she didn't think the two of them hit it off.

People who hit it off must at least be able to understand what the two parties are saying. If you say this, Concubine Fang is supposed to hit it off alone, not each other.

"Sister, don't worry, just say what you want." With melancholy in her eyes, Fang Bin nodded encouragingly to her, looking forward to what she would say.

That being the case, she has nothing to worry about, she is afraid that she will not remember, and she will not be able to ask Long Live Lord when she goes back.

Thinking of this, Lianhua said: "My Lady, where are the lines you read just now?"

Concubine Fang was taken aback, no one had ever asked her this before, subconsciously replied: "It is the poems of a poetess named Li Qingzhao, her poems are graceful and delicate, my sister can go back and have a look, my sister likes it very much."

Lianhua nodded with a sudden realization. She has just started to learn poetry recently, and she hasn't learned the words yet, and it's still early.

Looking at Concubine Fang, she said appreciatively: "Your Majesty knows a lot, I will go back and look it up. This word sounds good when you read it from your mouth. The artistic conception seems to be very beautiful, it is aloes and lights. "

When Concubine Fang heard this, she was a little happy. Usually, no one praised her so much when she said this to others. She covered her veil with a light smile: "My sister is too famous." She was a little happy.

Lianhua looked at her and nodded with sincerity in her eyes: "Where is the reputation, your voice is soft and soft, and it makes people feel caring when you hear it, but the people in your palace are a bit outrageous. Seeing you miserable Not with you, alas..."

As she spoke, she looked at the maid beside her, worried for a moment, and then said: "Mother, my concubine is going over there to have a look."

After saying that, he saluted and left.

Concubine Fang smiled and nodded, looked at the lotus and walked away. How could she think that this beautiful woman is not bad, she didn't expect to be so difficult to get along with, and it was quite interesting, anyway, the words were very pleasant.

The maid next to her was inexplicably slandered, and seeing that her master was limp, she hurriedly reminded her softly: "Master, this beautiful Lian has a deep mind, don't be fooled."

Concubine Fang came back to her senses and put away her smile. How could she have forgotten that this lady Lian was still occupying Lord Long Live? If not, how could she and the other sisters guard the empty boudoir alone.

She stomped her feet, ouch, this beauty Lian is really amazing, she let her guard down with a few words and forgot the original intention of speaking!
Concubine Fang thought of her reason for coming, covered her heart, and couldn't help but mourn, her heart ached and she was angry with herself.

Lianhua has already noticed the west side, which is a little far away from the Qianqiu Hall, and there seems to be some playthings, surrounded by a circle of people.

Just now, when she was talking to Concubine Fang, she noticed it out of the corner of her eye. After politely saying a few words to Concubine Fang, she couldn't wait to go over and have a look.

Xiaojizi followed behind, holding back a smile, and couldn't help leaning over when he was far away, and said with a thumbs up: "Master, you are really clever just now!"

He could hear what that concubine Fang said, lamenting the loneliness of being alone in the empty boudoir, alluding to the fact that the master only favors the harem.

"Ah?" Lianhua was a little puzzled, why Xiaojizi praised him for no reason, but it didn't prevent her from accepting it at all.

She accepted it with a smile as she walked, "Oh, when did your master become so incompetent?"

Looking at this appearance, Xiao Jizi understood that the master hadn't thought much about it at all, so it's rare that he was confused, and his heart was full of worries.

He smiled and nodded, ouch, his master is really a treasure, no wonder Long Live Lord is so painful, how can such a master not deserve to be loved?

When a few people walked to the west side, there seemed to be jugglers over there, and a temporary small platform was set up, surrounded by railings, so they couldn't get close to it.

There was a circle of people watching outside, there were maids and eunuchs around watching the excitement and shouting hello from time to time, it seemed that Concubine Xue had granted permission to say that today's Mid-Autumn Festival, in addition to the servants on duty in the palace, the rest of the servants can also relax.

This program didn't exist in the past, but it was specially ordered by the emperor to be included this year, because she heard her recite a folk juggling, and fell in love with it.

In a certain corner, someone hurried away, and said to another person: "As expected, the surname is Zhang, the person is coming."

"Get ready, let's start." With a sinister smile in his eyes, the other person lifted his feet and left this place of right and wrong.

The visitor should say "yes" and walk back into the crowd, whispering something.

Lianhua and the others approached from a distance, and they heard bursts of applause from the side of the juggling stage.

When he was about to approach, Xiaojizi felt a little uneasy when he saw so many people.

The operas in the palace are all for the master. In previous years, there has never been such a franchise. It is not said that there are so many slaves pushing and huddling together, blocking the master's view outside. This is against the rules.

He thought for a while, grabbed the lotus flower and said: "Master, there are too many people. Although they are all slaves in the palace, there are people from every palace. Good and evil are mixed together. Let's not look at it."

Otherwise, who knows who has evil intentions in it.

Lianhua heard Xiaojizi's implication, looked at the juggling place, it seemed to be doing a lion dance at this time, and felt a little pity.

When she was twenty or thirty steps away from the crowd, she stopped and shook her head regretfully: "Don't read it, let's go."

What Xiaojizi said was reasonable, and the nanny told her to be careful and take care of herself. If there are so many people who accidentally push her and step on her, that would be bad.

What's more, she is not tall, and she is hard to see outside with her toes on her toes, unless someone clears the place.

As soon as she led the people away for a dozen steps, accidents abounded, and one side of the fence suddenly broke, and a group of eunuchs and maids crowded around the fence rushed forward, and the scene suddenly became chaotic. , someone panicked.

　The author of the dog has recently moved into a dog, woof woof~~~
　　Only seeing the little master is the best time of the day
　　mistress

　　
　
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