After the lazy emperor

Tong'er brought Cuiniang's note from Yuweishan Mansion, which said some recent events in Yuweishan Mansion, and whether he could return to Fengning's side?Caressing the white feathers on Tong'er's head, Feng Ning couldn't help frowning in thought. Although she disdained Meiniang, one of the three envoys of the Earth Demon Cult, Ghost Yan Luo came from Yuweishan Mansion after all, and he was familiar with Yuweishan Mansion. As for myself, even though Master has blocked the entrance to Yuwei Mountain Mansion in the gossip of the Book of Changes, he still has to be cautious and careful to find any traces of clues.

I also blame myself for being impulsive. When dealing with Mei Niang, I showed the secret treasure silk ice. Although the silk ice can quickly turn into water, it can hurt people without weapons, and people can't find evidence, but Mei Niang is not dead. He will definitely tell Ghost Yan Luo about this matter, in this case, she really shouldn't spare her life, the troubles are all brought on by herself, this sentence is absolutely true.

He returned the letter, ordered some things, stood in front of the window, and watched Tong'er spread his wings and leave, but the melancholy on his brows did not calm down.

Zhulan entered the room, looked at the indifferent figure in front of the window, and said politely: "Your Majesty, Concubine Hua Guifei sent someone to say that she has set up a flower party in the imperial garden, please move forward."

Lifting one corner of her lips, she smiled sarcasticly. It was the end of the year, and the garden of the imperial palace was as beautiful as early spring in March, with clusters of bright purples and reds. Zhu Fengya said something, but Zhulan came in to report, which surprised her, "Didn't I tell you to stop these troubles and not disturb my Qingning?"

Zhulan bowed slightly, "Returning to the mother's words, the visitor also said that His Majesty is also there."

Turning around and looking back, the smile on the corner of his lips inexplicably deepened, looked at the green plants beside him, smelled the faint scent of sandalwood, and said with interest: "Go back, just say that I suddenly feel unwell, I need to rest." She couldn't just arrange a flower party every day.

"Yes, ma'am."

Zhulan took the order and left, Fengning looked sideways at Zhumei and said, "I want to drink chrysanthemum tea, please make a pot for me."

Zhumei was slightly taken aback, then smiled and left the room.

The feeling of quietness in the ears is good, without the slightest noise, as if the world she is in is nothingness. In her space, there has always been only black and white. Because of the existence of Zi Yuqi, some colors have emerged, but he is not there, it is true A little lonely, with downcast eyes and a wry smile, although proud and not allowing herself to admit it, being trapped by love has become a fact.

Sitting on the edge of the qin platform, the fingertips ran along the body of the qin, and picked up a note, which diffused the silence of the room, and the transparent tone flowing under the slender fingers was slightly melancholy, and the winter sparrows parked by the window sills stopped Cheering, turning the small eyes like black beads to listen quietly.

Zhumei brewed chrysanthemum tea and stepped into the room, the faint scent of chrysanthemum invaded the air, poured into the tea cup, and then stood gently on one side, not daring to disturb the master's interest in playing the piano.

Feng Ning picked up the strings one after another, and after a while, it finally became a continuous song, but the melody—somewhat inexplicably sad, started slowly, singing about the time when I passed by the music store by chance, The tearful ballad I heard, "In the world of mortals, how many dreams float and sink, exactly how many dreams, life and death together, love in a hurry, another autumn in a blink of an eye, how many more autumns will pass before it comes to an end, looking back half my life is like a dream , where to stay, the person who lives in my heart, hidden in tears, looking back half my life in a hurry, like a dream, you come and go like the wind, my heart is full and empty, in the dream, it turns into a kite, The wind drifts like the wind, at the end of the world...."

A continuous melody resounded through the Yunran Palace, like a continuous stream of water, very clear and peaceful.

Feng Ning flicked her right middle finger lightly, and the melody fell down, only the lingering sound lingered unceasingly, wafting the sadness that made people feel sad, the calm jade face, without a trace of waves, the clear eyes of the clouds, icy cold, without curvature The lips were lifted up in vain, the jade eyes turned to one side, and there was a little interest in the corner of the eye, "Zhumei, why don't they come in?"

Just now, the abnormal flow of breath told her that there was an unexpected visitor outside the palace, but she hadn't heard anything for a long time. Even so, Feng Ning didn't bother to greet her, the door was open, and she was not refused to enter, so there was no need to go to someone to visit her now. Just one copy.

Concubine Hua Gui, Concubine Mei, Concubine Qin and those nobles, anyway, those who just joined the fun at the flower party in the Imperial Garden were all standing at the gate of Yunran Palace.

The cold wind swayed them gently, and then they recovered from their dazed expressions, and said how Concubine Ning suddenly regained her status as a concubine. It is as mellow as the sound of nature, so melodious and beautiful, can it not seduce His Majesty?

In the days when she fell out of favor in the past, she has learned to play tricks. Concubine Mei looked sideways at the imperial doctor beside her. It was His Majesty who heard that Concubine Ning was in trouble and ordered someone to call her. How could His Majesty have been so favored? To her performance?Seeing that His Majesty intends to come to Yunran Palace, she can't lag behind, so she said that she was worried that Concubine Ning would also want to accompany her to see, and Concubine Hua was attached to the ceremony, and wanted to see how His Majesty pampered her, but she didn't expect His Majesty to hear that they wanted to come to Yunran Palace. Go, change the words and say let them come first, and he will arrive later.

She had already predicted that she would be a dangerous prestige in the emperor's harem. She disobeyed the emperor's prestige in the imperial garden that day. Not only was she not punished, but she was actually favored. She is not a good omen. Although Prime Minister Nalan has no real power, he is still a stubborn prime minister. If her daughter is favored to be the Queen of God, what will happen to her Yao family?

Cough cough—— Concubine Hua coughed twice. Now that she is a noble concubine, she doesn't need to report to enter any harem. Just go in and notify as you go in. Give the person beside you a wink, and then call in, " Concubine Hua is here, Concubine Mei is here——"

Qi Qi stepped over the threshold, before there was first there was later, and now she is cohabiting as a noble concubine, why should she fall behind others?

Feng Ning frowned because of trouble, but also curled her lips because of entertainment, got up and left the piano stage, Zhumei opened the pearl curtain, Feng Ning passed by, her bare hands still felt a little cold, and then there was a crisp sound. into the ears.

The two noble concubines watched Concubine Ning, who was physically handicapped, pass through the pearl curtain leisurely, with that elegant and calm figure coupled with a faint and arrogant smile on her face, they somehow felt that they were inferior and half a dwarf, The vain sentiments could not help but make the two concubines feel unhappy, except for the disdain and contempt in their eyes, there was no expression on their beauty, Concubine Hua said: "Sister Concubine Ning, I heard that you are not in good health. I'm here to visit you."

Hearing Concubine Hua's seemingly reluctant greeting, Feng Ning shrunk, "Thank you, ladies and gentlemen."

When no one answered, Concubine Qin said with some sincerity in her gentle voice: "Sister Concubine Ning, you are not feeling well, we should take a look."

As soon as Yu Yin fell, she was startled by Concubine Mei's displeased eyes and lowered her head, her face was naturally stained with a little timidity, Feng Ning sneered inwardly, "What are you doing, Concubine Mei? You didn't say anything Why don't you allow her to speak? The status of a noble concubine is naturally noble, but since I am the master of Yunran Palace, how can I bother you to give you face for Fengning?"