Chang Anqing

Chapter 22
The Hibiscus Garden by the Kyushu Pool is surrounded by birdsong at this time, and the drunken hibiscus trees are tightly surrounded by trees. , Under the dense canopy of leaves, the pebble path under the tree does not have the heat of summer, but a bit of cool breeze, accompanied by the clear stream of the rockery not far away, but it has a different artistic conception.

Baoying was wearing a yellow Luoyin mud skirt and a five halo Luoyin mud shirt. The monofilament red ground silver mud thin silk gauze wrapped around her arms danced gently in the wind. When she looked into her hands, the pretty figure of the girl was hidden in clusters. Under the hibiscus, she tiptoed gently, her slender hands lowered the branches, and carefully cut out a cluster of excellent wood hibiscus with scissors. I saw the girl's fingertips turn gently, as deep as the drunken hibiscus flower with the girl's red and drunk face. The side cheeks of the young girl against the background became more and more white and jade-like.

"Ma'am, let the servants do these tasks, I'm afraid it will hurt your hand."

Hearing the advice of the maids beside her, Baoying shook her head. Thinking of the appearance of Empress Yang in Fangcai Palace, she couldn't help feeling a little sad. The original elder sister should also be more human than Huajiao.

"I saw my sister for the first time today. I want to pick these flowers and give them to her. You don't have to worry."

When she cut another branch, Baoying twisted it between her thumb and index finger and spun gently, looking at the cluster of hibiscus in her hand. Thinking that Empress Yang would be delighted to see her, she couldn't help but smile, and put the flower into the small flower basket beside Gong E.

When she looked up again, she saw that the other branch a little farther from her fingertips was especially delicate, so Baoying tried to get closer, who knew that it was only a short distance away, but she couldn't reach it. Baoying couldn't help but tremble on tiptoe. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, carrying some dust particles. Baoying couldn't help squinting her eyes. Baoying tilted her head and closed her eyes. The thin silk gauze shawl with honeysuckle embroidered with gold thread suddenly slid over the shoulders, and then tilted his head to meet the low voices of the maids, and saw the long shawl fluttering away like a cloud of smoke.

Seeing this, Baoying hurriedly stretched out her hand to probe, but who knew that the corner of the drapery was actually drawn from the tip of her finger and hung on a high branch.

"Let the slaves come—"

Just as Baoying's cheeks were flushed, she heard the suggestion of the maid next to her, she nodded gratefully, and said, "I'm bothering my sister."

Seeing that the maid reluctantly found a bamboo pole to reach the cloth, she realized that she didn't dare to pull it hard. It turned out that the thin material used for this cloth is beautiful, but it is not strong. , I am afraid that the hole will be broken, and it will be destroyed, even if you want to sew it up, you will not be able to do it.

Seeing the embarrassed look of the maid, Baoying couldn't help opening her lips and comfortingly said, "It's okay, why don't we see if there are any other officials nearby—"

"If the lady is at ease, let me try it—"

Suddenly, a gentle and jade-like man's voice rang from his ears, Baoying heard the sound and looked back, but she was instantly fixed there, a heat surged up almost involuntarily and rushed to her face, her cheeks suddenly flushed. Even more red.

The person in front of her was actually the king of Bohai County, Chen Zhiyan, whom she saw at the first kicking field.

"The king—"

Hearing the salutations of the maids beside her, Baoying suddenly remembered, and hurriedly leaned over to give her next salute.

"Don't be too polite."

While speaking, a handsome man who was not far away had already approached. When he lowered his eyelids, the man's right hand was lightly raised. Baoying felt like a drum in his heart. Still get up as usual.

In the silence, Baoying glanced at the shawl that was still fluttering in the wind, and could not help but lowered her head to hide her nervousness and said, "Then I will trouble the prince—"

Chen Zhiyan looked at the girl in front of him with a gentle smile on his lips, and then bowed his hands a little, and then turned to look at the tulle shawl not far away, but raised his hand and lightly raised the corner of the robe, Seeing the corners of the jade-colored robe flying around in front of her, she raised her head curiously with a gust of wind, and the man in front of her jumped up lightly, but with a slight tap on the branch under her feet, she easily and quickly took off the robe with her fingertips. Silk, the next moment, I stepped on the trunk of the tree, and it fell steadily again.

Watching the thin close-fitting shawl fall on the palm of the man's upturned palm, Baoying didn't know why, but felt that her cheeks became more and more uncontrollably warm, and she gently stretched out her right hand to take it, waiting for the palace maid to drape it for herself. When I got up, I saw the person in front of me tilted his head and looked into the distance imperceptibly. He was very polite, and he was even more grateful.

"Baoying, thank you the prince."

Hearing the woman's soft voice, Chen Zhiyan retracted his gaze, but suddenly said with a smile: "It turned out to be the wife of the Yang family, the head of Bingzhou—"

After that, Baoying's heart jumped "suddenly", so he knew her too?
The next moment, the good-looking man in front of him bowed his hands again and said, "You don't need to worry about it, Madam Bao."

"Axian is good at--"

Just at this moment, a playful laughter sounded from the side, Baoying turned his head, and saw a young man in a plain robe walking out of the flower shadow, and the voices of the crowd suddenly sounded behind him.

"saint--"

Baoying heard the sound and quickly followed the salute. Emperor Yuancheng approached, then raised his hand and said, "All get up."

After looking at the flower basket beside the girl, Emperor Yuancheng's eyes softened a bit.

"Is this a hibiscus flower picked for the queen?"

Hearing the emperor's question, Baoying hurriedly leaned over and replied respectfully, "Yes."

Emperor Yuancheng saw a hint of relief in his eyes, and seemed to be grateful, and then he said with a bit of exhortation: "These days the queen is very uncomfortable, so I will ask you and Aman to accompany and take care of them."

When Baoying nodded in agreement, Emperor Yuancheng smiled accommodatingly, turned to look at Chen Zhiyan, the king of Bohai County beside him, and said, "Let's go, Ayu is still waiting for us at the hunting ground."

Chen Zhiyan bowed politely to Baoying in the compliment of everyone, and then turned around with Emperor Yuancheng. Almost at the same time, a rhythm was faintly heard from the Liyuan not far away, and along with a lyric, he wandered around. The wind is coming.

Persuading you not to hesitate the golden garments, and persuading you to take care of your youth.

There are flowers that can be folded straight and must be folded, don’t wait for no flowers to break the branches——

"There are flowers that can be folded straight and must be folded, don't wait until there are no flowers to break the branches."

In the breeze, Emperor Yuancheng murmured this song aftertaste, and suddenly looked at the person beside him while thinking, and suddenly grinned meaningfully: "This song is sung at the scene, and I ordered someone to reward it, if I ask, I will say It was given to them by the King of Bohai County."

Hearing this, the attendant's inner official hurriedly walked towards the Liyuan, while the Prince of Bohai County, who was beside Yuan Chengdi, couldn't help lowering his head when he heard the words. He seemed calm and normal, but his lips were slightly curved.

When Baoying was lifted up again by the maid, the backs of the group of people in the distance gradually disappeared until they disappeared into the shadow of flowers and could no longer be seen. In the silence, Liyuan's lyrics remained the same, but Baoying's heart could no longer be calm.

There are flowers that can be folded straight and must be folded, don't wait until there are no flowers to break the branches.

Yuan Chengdi's words lingered in her ears for a long time.

(End of this chapter)