Concubine Hanhan's Concubine Gongdou

Chapter 81
From this day on, Li Meiren took Dongmei and Mammy Sun to wander around the garden near Canglan Courtyard, hoping to catch Lotus one day and implement their plan.

The three of them now itch with hatred when they think of lotus flowers, especially Grandma Sun, who is usually very conceited. People who thought they would be captured by their hands didn't expect to be so slippery and slippery, and they almost said it.

After telling Li Meiren that day, she was tired and thirsty. She thought of going to Canglan Courtyard for half a day without even saying a word, and being promised to play with her hands. After so many years, when was her grandmother so fooled by others, so when Li Meiren said what she was thinking, she helped Meiren come up with a plan, and she had to pull this lotus down.

Lianhua didn't know anything about these things. She still served the harvest of melons and fruits in Canglan Courtyard and Xiaoqing every day. After serving, it would be a few days later.

Hall of Stars.

This afternoon, after seeing the minister of households in the palace, the emperor reviewed several memorials. Feeling a little bored, he went for a walk in the imperial garden to soothe and soothe his spirit.

He has seldom thought about that little concubine these few days, and his daily habits have returned to the past, but his heart is empty every day, and it is difficult to fall asleep at night, so he always has to review the memorial until very late, and Zhang Qing has repeatedly persuaded him to go to bed.

The emperor took Zhang Qing and wandered to the Green Bamboo Garden, looking at the lush green bamboo, the idea that the bamboo shoots here were delicious, and only remembered that the little concubine had stolen the bamboo shoots here. He was caught by him, and he also dragged him with a set of delusions like stealing bamboo shoots and picking flowers.

Thinking of that little concubine, the emperor felt a pain in his heart. He has restrained himself and stopped thinking about it for the past few days. However, when he sees things related to her, he always thinks of it inadvertently.

The emperor suddenly wanted to taste bamboo shoots again, and asked Zhang Qing behind him, "Is there still bamboo shoots to eat now?"

Zhang Qing behind him was stunned for a moment. Long live the Lord never cared about such trivial matters.

After returning to his senses, he hurriedly stepped forward and replied, "Long live Lord, but do you want to eat bamboo shoots? Wait for the servants to go to the imperial kitchen and have them prepare them."

The emperor only made a sound of "um", and left the Green Bamboo Garden with his hands behind his back, no more words.

Zhang Qing called a little eunuch to send a message, and after a little pondering, he knew that Long Live Master remembered Lian's promise again, and remembered the situation when the Green Bamboo Garden met Lian's promise.

Although Long Live Lord looks normal these few days, only Zhang Qing knows how tormented Long Live Lord is.

A few days ago, there was a time when Mr. Wan Sui held a handkerchief and stared at it for a long time, his eyes were very gentle, and he didn't put it down until Zhang Qingtong had a minister to see him.

That Fang Pazi Zhang Qing recognized, it was the last night that Long Live Master came out of Canglan Courtyard, the one who Miss Lian said was missing. At that time, Long Live Master even asked him to act together to show Young Master Lian. It's only been ten days, and I didn't expect the sea to change.

Long live the lord, in order not to remember the promise of Lian, I even forcibly quit Qinglu tea, but after quitting for less than a day, I was reluctant to let it go, and asked someone to brew it again. Make tea by yourself, and put less tea leaves each time, not more.

A pot of tea is drunk for a day, and at the end the tea leaves are too weak to be brewed, and then people pour it out.

Maybe Long Live Master feels that drinking tea is like Little Master Lian by his side, but he is afraid that the tea will run out.

Zhang Qing sighed inwardly, he really couldn't understand, what is the point of Long Live Master? Since he misses people, he just needs to call them. Who can't be summoned in the whole harem? What are you worried about, the emperor's heart is unpredictable, he can't figure it out.

Zhang Qing continued to walk with the Lord Long Live. As he walked, the more he walked, the more Zhang Qing felt wrong. He took a closer look and said, "Oh, isn't this the place where we are about to reach the Canglan Courtyard?"
In the past few afternoons, when I came out to visit the garden, there were times when Long Live Lord lifted his foot and walked in the direction of Canglan Courtyard.

I have never walked so close to Canglan Academy as today. Could it be that Long Live Master still wants to go to Canglan Academy?
Thinking of this, Zhang Qing was a little excited, and made a wink to ask the little eunuch behind him to go to the Canglan Courtyard first.

The emperor didn't say anything when he saw it, but he was a little nervous in his heart. Now that he's here, why don't he go and have a look?
If she saw her, how would she react, would she still greet him as happily as before?
I'm afraid not. Back then, her eyes were so red, and her neck was stubborn. At that time, he looked pitiful and hateful, and he left in anger.

And since he hasn't been there since then, it's no wonder that he will bring all his things back to him. I'm afraid he is blaming him in his heart, so how can he be happy to welcome him?
Now, when I look back on the pitiful appearance of that little concubine that night, I no longer feel hateful, but every time I think about it, I feel distressed.

If I could go back to that night, I would really like to hold her in my arms to comfort her and let her not bear it. She could cry if she wanted to cry in front of him.

He always knew that she was a bit stubborn, and when she was stubborn, anyone dared to contradict. It was not the same at the birthday banquet of the imperial concubine. He was obviously scared to death, but he felt that he was right and he was trembling with fear.

At that time, in front of so many people, he couldn't get off the stage, and he didn't care about her. Why did he care about her that night?
If he had stayed and told her well at that time, I'm afraid he wouldn't have come to the current field.

Thinking of this, the emperor's heart is a little sour, and he wants to see people, but he is afraid that people won't want to see him, but his mouth is full of bitterness.

Between the emperor's thoughts and feelings, the eunuch who went to the Canglan Courtyard to explore the way came back, shook his head at Zhang Qing, and whispered that there was no one in the courtyard.

When the emperor heard the words, he was disappointed and fortunate. He was disappointed that he didn't see anyone, but fortunately, he was afraid that he had actually seen someone. If he saw that they didn't want to see him, he didn't know what to do with himself.

At this time, Lianhua was indeed not in the Canglan Courtyard. As early as an hour ago, Lianhua took Xiaoqing and Xiaojizi and set off in a mighty manner towards a remote garden.

There are a few hawthorn trees there, maybe wild, and the eunuch who manages the garden sees that no one goes there, and the place is so remote that he doesn't bother to dig, and let them grow.

They have stepped on this hawthorn a long time ago. The fruit is big and good, and it can be picked when it is mature. After all, it is just right now.

So the lotus took Xiaoqing and Xiaojizi, and happily went to pick them, and also brought a small hook, afraid that the high places would not be able to reach, and vowed to smash those hawthorn trees bald.

Lotuses are also not too sour, they are eaten as they are picked, and after picking, these hawthorns will be arranged.

For example, Xiaoqing picks two pockets, take out a little and go back to make candied haws, and make hawthorn slices and dried hawthorn with the rest, and make tea with dried tangerine peel, soak a whole pot, and add some honey to make it sour and sweet;
Xiaojizi's two pockets are made with hawthorn jam and put it up, and it can be used when cooking. When you go back and braise pork ribs, put a little bit, it's better than plum jam;

With the pocket in her hand, she made some hawthorn cakes, mashed the steamed hawthorn, mixed it with sugar, put it in the well to shape it, and cut it into pieces to eat.

The more Lianhua thought about it, the happier she became. Today, this trip has been very rewarding. She couldn't help humming and humming a tune that she heard from somewhere, but the tune was not a tune, and the tune was not in tune. of.

Xiaojizi and Xiaoqing also cheered, and they didn't laugh at her. A few of them chatted and laughed and went home.

Just when they returned to the garden that was still some distance away from the Canglan Courtyard, the emperor who had walked here heard their movements first.

　Come, come, the two sides are about to meet? ? ?
　　At this moment, the code word chicken comes to interview their mood
　　(The two sides of the curtain are separated, and the code chicken is holding the microphone in the middle, interviewing them one by one)

　　Codeword Chicken: That, Lotus, Long Live Lord, you two are right in front of you, what do you think?

　　Emperor: Cough, I am not expecting

　　Lotus: Huh?Is the long live lord nearby?

　　Codeword Chicken: Oh, so do you want to see each other?

　　Emperor: Since that little concubine is coming to see me, I will see you
　　Lotus: This, this, I just did a bad thing, is this okay?
　　Codeword Chicken: Or will the curtain be removed for you?
　　The emperor immediately sat upright: Exactly!

　　Lotus: Ah, so suddenly!

　　At this moment, the author of the dog suddenly smashed the code word chicken away, and said to the little masters with a dry smile: If you want to know what will happen next, please listen to the next time.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)