Chunman Palace

Chapter 67
After Lin Qingyu came back from the Empress Dowager, she immediately wrote a letter to her family, but it was not addressed to her elder brother, but to her father, Lin Yinan, because she rarely saw her elder brother who was wandering outside all year round, so she could only pass the news on to him. Temporarily inform Lin Yinan.

If the Queen Mother hadn't mentioned it, she would have almost forgotten that she had an elder brother.

Apart from Lin Xiaoyun's vague name, she doesn't have much memory about her elder brother. She only knows that he is the child born to her second mother after Lin Xuanyin. When talking, the whole person looks gloomy and socially awkward.

It wasn't until the year when her hair was tied up that her elder brother slowly changed. He gradually became more eloquent and chic, and even hang out with his drinking and meat friends. Lin Xiaoyun has never returned since then, except that in recent years, he has sent someone to send some silver taels back every month, and he has never seen him again.

Lin Qingyu was curious, how did the Empress Dowager find out that she had an older brother and wanted to support him?

After sending the letter from the family, Lin Qingyu soon received a reply from Lin Yinan, which said that he had contacted Lin Xiaoyun, and now he went home to practice martial arts with peace of mind...

The corners of her lips raised slightly, she pursed her lips to suppress a smile, and raised her hand to fold the letter.

Practice martial arts?She really wanted to see what it was like for an ignorant person to suddenly be so serious.

That day the Empress Dowager asked her brother whether he was good at literature or martial arts. She knew that the Empress Dowager wanted to support her, but she couldn't tell the truth. She said that her brother was an ignorant and unskilled wanderer. For a long time, I never thought that Lin Xiaoyun would be so diligent and really started to practice martial arts.

It's just three feet of ice, it doesn't happen in a day, other people practice martial arts since childhood, and now they pick up practice, I'm afraid they will suffer a lot more than those who are born martial arts.

So, she edited another letter, which only wrote Liao Liao a few words: please brother, but do your best.

Just after she put down her pen, a pair of hands suddenly picked her up from behind, she looked back in fear, and was facing Shang Xuan Yin's playful eyes, the faint fragrance of ambergris permeated her heart and lungs, nourishing and warming her.

She was ashamed and annoyed and asked the palace people: "Why don't you pass the news when the emperor is here?"

Xuan Yin hugged her and sat on the pine-treasure mahogany inlaid ginkgo chair, comforting her with a gentle smile: "I want to give you a surprise, why are you still annoyed?"

Such close contact has already made it difficult for Lin Qingyu to resist. He was a little flustered by the sight, and hurriedly hid his blushing face aside, and said softly: "I don't have any, but I haven't redressed yet. I am really ashamed to see the Holy Majesty."

Xuan Yin caught her expression with his eyes, and said with a smile: "What are you afraid of, Qing'er has a stunning appearance, even if she doesn't wear makeup, she is still a water lily, charming and charming."

"Why did the emperor come here today?" Lin Qingyu raised her head shyly, and said with a crisp smile, "But do you miss the dim sum in the concubine's palace?"

Xuan Yin smiled and said: "Why, am I a greedy cat in Qing'er's eyes?" He pampered Lin Qingyu's face and said, "But if Qing'er does it, I can also taste it."

Lin Qingyu sat up and said with a smile: "The concubine didn't make any novel pastries today, only some sweet-scented osmanthus sugar steamed chestnut flour cake and plum blossom cake, would the emperor want to try it?"

"This plum blossom cake is very suitable for this season, I will try it." Xuan Yin looked around Yaohua Pavilion, concentrated for a moment, and said: "Why do you only light two charcoal pots in your palace? It's cold now, how can you bear it?" live?"

Lin Qingyu's eyes moved slightly, and he said softly: "In this room there are white plums that the emperor folded for his concubine, and there are still many budding ones on the branches. The concubine thinks that the room is too warm and it will not bloom well."

Xuan Yin was a little emotional, and said: "If you like it, I will just pick a full-bloomed white plum for you, and move the white plum to the courtyard, how can I suffer myself?"

Lin Qingyu's eyes rolled, and the blush on his face became more vivid. He smiled coquettishly, and said, "Since the emperor broke off this white plum branch for my concubine, this concubine has placed it in front of the dressing mirror in the dormitory, and I have to see it every day when I open my eyes. There is no reason to panic, and only when I see it can I feel at ease."

Xuan Yin said: "I know you are soft-tempered, but now you seem to be more delicate."

"Everyone in the world will have reservations when they do things, and concubines naturally have more than a soft-tempered side." Lin Qingyu smiled, asked Mo'er to bring a snack, got up and took a plum blossom cake to Xuan Yin's lips: "Dim sum is here, Your majesty, taste it and see how it tastes?"

With a smile on his face, Xuan Yin stretched out his hand to take the plum cake, tasted it lightly, and said, "It's not very sweet."

"Chen Qie's plum blossom cake is different from the sweet flavor that is made of petals and maltose, but it is made into a fragrant and sweet taste." Lin Qingyu offered a cup of tea and said: "Plum blossom cake is to taste the original plum blossom. Therefore, the concubines only put some honey to keep the original freshness of plum blossoms, won't the emperor like it?"

Xuan Yin thought about it for a while, and said: "The mind is clever enough, but eating like this is like chewing plum blossoms, a little bland."

Lin Qingyu lowered his head and said: "The emperor likes sweet ones, so the concubine will make some new plum blossom cakes and send them to the emperor?"

"I remember that last time, the pastry you made was pretty good." Xuan Yin took a sip of tea and said again: "It's the one at Jin Guisheng's birthday banquet last time."

Lin Qingyu thought for a moment, and said, "Is it the Yuhua Hibiscus roll? It's made with milk, so the taste will be more delicate and sweet. It's just that the plum blossom has a delicate fragrance. If you use milk, it will overwhelm the guests and lose the taste."

"Well, next time I will also send it to me for a taste."

Lin Qingyu smiled: "Didn't your majesty think that the jade flower and hibiscus can't beat you? Why do you want to eat it again?"

Xuan Yin patted her hand and said: "It's rare that you have this kind of craftsmanship, so I can save the meal and room fee to think of a bunch of unappealing things."

"Okay, so the emperor used his concubines as cooks." Lin Qingyu laughed softly, and turned her back in anger.

"I want to work hard for you, so naturally I have something to reward you." Xuan Yin clapped his hands, and asked Li Qiao to come in and present a silver jar with the word "Silver Tip" written on it in red rice paper. Silver tip tea has a refreshing taste and a sweet aftertaste, I thought it suits your taste, so I brought you all of them, do you like it?"

Lin Qingyu was startled for a moment, then said with a smile: "The concubine had tasted this tea in the Queen Mother's Oasis Hall before, and it tasted very good. The queen mother also said that she would reward the concubine, but she would not be rewarded for the merits, but she didn't expect the emperor to look for it. There's a reason."

Xuan Yin said with a smile: "Your mouth is getting more and more open. Could it be that I dote on you too much?"

"The emperor doesn't often come to concubines on weekdays, how can he pamper you too much?" Lin Qingyu's voice gradually weakened, as if infinite grievances were born in her heart.

Xuan Yin held Lin Qingyu's hand with a smile, and comforted him: "Qing'er was not so generous and polite in the past, but a cute little bird, could it be that she has been promoted and her mind has grown? If true In this case, it is better to confer a concubine as soon as possible."

Lin Qingyu knew that this was a joke, but her heart trembled suddenly, and she said immediately, "Has the emperor been to sister Mu's place recently?"

Xuan Yin's tone was helpless, with a hint of disappointment: "Sister Mu, she became more and more cold-tempered after she lost her child. I have been there a few times, but she is always indifferent to me, not like before."

Lin Qingyu said sadly: "Since my sister lost her son, she has been getting thinner and thinner. Last time, the emperor made an exception to celebrate my sister's birthday. It was a great opportunity, but I don't think my sister still hasn't recovered from the pain of losing her son." , in fact, the emperor is not sad."

Xuan Yin sighed, raised his eyes and said: "If your sister is half as sensible as you, I won't be silent every time I see her!"

Lin Qingyu said softly: "In fact, my sister is just sad, but my sister is not sad for herself, but for the emperor's dragon heir, and she blames herself for failing to keep the dragon fetus, so she doesn't know how to tell the emperor. explain."

Xuan Yin doubted: "So, Jingui is not angry with me?"

Lin Qingyu lowered her eyes and said with a smile: "How could it be? My sister misses the emperor day and night, and she always hopes that the emperor can go to Fujingxuan. Lost, no longer hope for grace."

Xuan Yin was silent for a moment, hesitantly said: "But... I regained the status of Concubine Min, will your sister really not blame me?"

Lin Qingyu thought for a while, her smile faded, and she said, "Concubine Min was restored to save the emperor. How can my sister blame the emperor? You must know that she has a holy grace in her heart. When she learned that the emperor was assassinated that night, she thought that the emperor was assassinated. Physically damaged, I almost fainted from fright, but fortunately nothing happened in the end!"

After hearing this, Xuan Yin restrained his emotions and said with a relieved smile: "If Qing'er hadn't told me this, I'm afraid I would have misunderstood your sister for the rest of my life!" He raised his hand to call Li Qiao, and said briefly: "Go to Fujingxuan. "

Immediately, there was a gust of wind and he left.

Lingqiao was fiddling with a few plum blossoms and came in, just in time to see Xuan Yin leaving in a hurry, thinking that the master had offended the emperor, she hurriedly stepped forward and asked: "What's the matter, why did the emperor leave? My lord, what happened? "

Lin Qingyu said lightly: "It's nothing, I just want the emperor to care more about Sister Mu."

Lingqiao was dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.

But Mo'er couldn't hold her breath any longer, and sighed: "The emperor finally came here once, does the young master just distribute the favor like this?"

Lin Qingyu smiled lightly, stroking those bright red flowers with her head sideways, and said: "It's not that the emperor will not come again from now on, it scares you all, sister Mu, she hasn't had a good chat with the emperor since she lost her child, Now they can have a chance to reconcile as before, and they don’t want to be perfect, just to keep their shape, that’s good.”

Seeing that Lin Qingyu was careless, Mo'er couldn't help frowning and said: "My lord, please forgive me for talking too much, in the harem, humility is the most unacceptable word."

"I know, it's just that this kind of favor is not suitable for me. The emperor was indifferent to me a few days ago, but now he is very close to me. I don't know why...An ordinary woman must be ecstatic?" She stroked He stroked his hair, and said: "But this is not sincere, but to seek warmth from another person to heal myself. I don't want to be the comfort of the emperor when his feelings are hurt. Such feelings are too cheap."

Lingqiao said: "But women in the harem are all like this, how can the young master think like this?"

Lin Qingyu broke off a branch of bright red plum blossoms, sniffed lightly: "This body in the snowy forest is different from peaches and plums mixed with fragrant dust."

The sunshine outside Fujingxuan was very bright, shining crystal clear light according to the snow.At that time, Mu Pingting was sitting obliquely by the window, embroidering a handkerchief. She was wearing an indigo-colored brocade gown with dark flowers and a light green smoked pleated skirt. The tassel hairpin and two green jade earrings are elegant but not ostentatious, and even the smile on the eyebrows is as quiet as pearls, gentle and quiet.

Xuan Yin came in and stood aside, only quietly watching the movements of Mu Pingting's hands, Mu Pingting had heard the footsteps earlier, and bowed the silk thread calmly to salute her.

Xuan Yin smiled: "It's the cold winter months, don't be polite." He stepped forward to look at the pattern embroidered on the handkerchief, and asked, "What are you embroidering?"

Mu Pingting ordered the maid to bring tea, and said: "On the green lake, there are double lotuses on the pedicles. Only the concubine embroidered the shape. It hasn't been embroidered yet, so I can't see it."

Xuan Yin said: "Bingdi lotus is a good meaning, but only lotus on the lake will lose its vitality. How about embroidering a pair of cross-necked mandarin ducks?"

Tears welled up in Mu Pingting's eyes, and she managed to hold back the tears, tremblingly said: "Mandarin ducks are good, but the concubine is afraid of embroidering them. Seeing this embroidered pattern in pairs will make me feel sad."

Xuan Yin's words made Xuan Yin flustered, and he only caressed her hand lightly while comforting: "I made you sad for no reason, it's all my fault, Yue'er, it's my fault! This mandarin duck is not good , stop embroidering!" After saying that, he immediately hugged her into his arms.

Mu Pingting wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said: "The concubine originally wanted to embroider peach blossoms in spring, but she just lost her mind for a while, so she embroidered the shape of this lotus flower, and simply embroidered two flowers with side-by-side stems, hoping to rely on each other. Not too lonely."

Xuan Yin's expression was full of confusion and pain, caressing her tears, softly said: "It's my fault, I don't come to see you often, I know you are sad, I should have come to comfort you sooner..."

"Your Majesty, my concubine can't keep the emperor's heir. I really don't have the face to see the emperor, and I don't deserve the emperor to treat my concubine so well. I don't beg for the favor again, I just hope that I can allow my concubine to pray every day in this Fujingxuan I pray that the emperor will prolong his descendants, that even if they live alone, they will have no complaints or regrets." When she said these words, Mu Pingting touched the dusty bitterness in her heart again, causing many tears.

Xuan Yin lost his mind and said: "In the past, I and you were full of love. Since you were sad and frustrated, I have also been unhappy. If Qing'er hadn't mentioned that you have a deep love for me, I would not have dared to see you. "

"Qingyu's heart to the emperor is no less than that of concubines to the emperor, and the emperor must not let Qingyu down." Mu Pingting felt sad from the bottom of her heart, she shed tears with a smile on her face.

Xuan Yin nodded heavily, and hugged her tightly again, the feelings and expectations accumulated for a long time submerged her, like sinking into a lake, and the vortex rolled her up, fierce and hot.

When she opened her eyes again, the night was quiet, and the red gauze caught her eyes.

Fujingxuan's red silk gauze curtains and silk golden bird feathers are as gorgeous and luxurious as before, shining brightly.The red candles in the west window are weeping, shining like stars, and the bronze and peony candle holders are weeping, eye-catching outside the window.

(End of this chapter)