The Six Palaces of Favorites: The Black-bellied Emperor's Cold Concubine

Chapter 315 You Are My Own (2)
"Stop talking sweet words to me. I'm not as generous as you think. Except for Qin Zishuo, I will never allow him to live in this world."

He didn't explain, and she didn't dare to ask more.

The emperor pointed to the bench under the two tall acacia trees and said, "Are you tired? How about I accompany you to sit there and rest for a while?"

Qingchen obediently let him lead him to walk over and sit down. The bench was a little cold, and occasionally rain dripped from the tree. She looked up at the canopy of the acacia tree like a giant umbrella, smelling the delicate fragrance of flowers, Can't help but say: "Acacia tree is really strange. It's not as weak as flowers and plants, but it can bloom such pink and delicate flowers. It shelters people from wind and rain, but its own legend is so sad and affectionate. , That's why people say, "The strands of the dynasty follow the red sun, and whoever burns out the beauties will save it. It's a pity that the romantic will eventually become haggard and infinitely desolate." The last person in this world who is let down is always a woman."

Xiao Jun shook her head lightly, obviously she didn't agree with her words, "There are many legends about Hehuan, you only know one and don't know the other, you should listen to those good stories more, and don't always put those bad ones I'm depressed in my heart. Being disappointed is sometimes a kind of protection, which you will understand in the future."

Qingchen didn't want to argue with him on this kind of matter, so he said instead: "It's nothing else, but my concubine knows some of the benefits of Albizia julibrissin. Zhian God, so my concubine made a lot of sachets and hung them on the bedside, the emperor likes it, do you want my concubine to make one for the emperor as well?"

"You made it, of course I like it." The emperor picked up a pink and fluffy acacia flower that fell on her body, and made a pun on her bun, "One day you will understand that what you like is not the flower. The apricot blossoms in the twilight and cold spring are not the plum blossoms that are lonely and self-admired in the cold winter months, but the acacias that bloom in this warm season."

Qingchen didn't answer, and didn't know what to say. The apricot blossom in the spring moonlight was a memory she treasured all her life. How could it be so easy to forget?
Probably it was almost packed, Yun Lan came over and blessed Yifu and said: "Your Majesty, my lord, the Tonghua Palace has been cleaned up, should the emperor and my lord go there now?"

The emperor stood up and said, "How about I send you there?"

Qingchen looked at the sky, and at this time on weekdays, he was mostly in the imperial study to approve the memorials. Compared with the affairs in the court, everything was trivial, so he said: "Today has delayed the emperor's work too much, and my concubine dare not Take up the emperor's time, after all, state affairs are important. The concubines are just moving somewhere, and it's not too far away. You can rest assured that they will take care of the emperor. Although Tonghua Palace is not as cool as Hefeng Palace, it is better than quiet No disturbance, if the emperor thinks of concubines in his free time, can he come over and sit down?"

Xiao Jun nodded with a smile: "Alright, you moved there, and you often go to your ancestors to help with the flowers and plants to relax. The people who serve in Ningshou Palace are very easy to get along with, and your ancestors like you too. , a harmonious environment is more conducive to your health, I don't want to wrong our children."

"Concubine understands, concubine will take good care of you." Qingchen followed him to the bridge, "The emperor walks slowly, concubine will send him off respectfully."

There are several towering sycamore trees in the front and back of the house in Tonghua Palace. The wide leaves cover the sky and the sun, and there is no sunlight all day long. Slippery moss can be seen everywhere in the yard.

(End of this chapter)