Phoenix Fight: The First Concubine

Chapter 17 Murong Wei's Reciprocity

Murong Wei stepped forward to greet Murong Lan and the eldest lady, and glanced at the two sisters out of the corner of her eyes.

Coincidentally, both of them are wearing red body today, Murong Lan is a gourd-patterned gourd-patterned gourd-style gourd in azure red, and Murong Wan-er is a plum-red long-gold gourd with flowers sprinkled all over her body. Eyes, black hair in a double snail bun, surrounded by pearls and emeralds, red gold hairpins, bright red western silk flowers, pearl earplugs in her ears, and a necklace of gemstones hanging around her neck, which made Murong Wei almost unable to open her eyes.

Murong Lan is much more normal, the moon is shining in her ears, and the crested hairpin inlaid with red coral and pearls in her hair has already added a lot of color.Murong Wan'er didn't know what to think, she was born delicate and naive, she was young, she wasn't as tall as her eldest sister, she insisted on dressing gracefully and luxuriously, but she was inferior, especially standing with her elder sister, Even more petty and vulgar.

Murong Lan turned her eyes to her younger sister, and saw that her face was a bit tired, her eyes moved slightly: "What's wrong with third sister, she doesn't look energetic?"

Murong Wei said with some embarrassment: "Maybe I didn't sleep well last night, and I'm a little mentally ill."

Wan'er glanced at her, saw that she was dressed like a lotus in water, and her appearance was even more outstanding, so she said unwillingly: "If Third Sister is not feeling well, why don't you go back and rest."

"It's just a little sleepy. How can I miss the Chrysanthemum Appreciation Meeting at Prince Jing's Mansion today?" Murong Wei smiled, covered her lips and yawned again, she caught a glimpse of Murong Lan's meaningful eyes from the corner of her eyes, narrowed her eyes slightly, Sitting on the brocade tree well-behaved.

When Murong Yue came, she was taken aback when she saw everyone, and quickly apologized: "But I'm late, please forgive me, mother."

The eldest lady looked sleepy, and said lightly: "Go and play, I still have things to deal with."

Murong Lan got up and took a few younger sisters out of the main hall. Murong Wei took Murong Yue's hand and looked her up and down. She saw her grass-green beanie bordered with moon and white plum and bamboo patterns, and there were only jade hairpins and a hairpin in her hair. A unique white chrysanthemum piled up gauze and silk flowers, the person is as light as a chrysanthemum, revealing freshness and elegance, and said with a smile: "Second sister is so beautiful, you will be ashamed to kill all the flowers."

Murong Yue glared at her pretending to be angry: "Why are you making fun of me?" She laughed for a while.

Murong Wan'er curled her lips and muttered.

Going all the way from Chaoshou corridor, passing the garden is the Hanging Flower Gate, Murong Wei's eyes stopped when passing the garden.

There are just a few clumps of green leaves with overlapping red flowers blooming, and upon closer inspection, it turns out to be phlox.

Her eyes moved slightly, her wide sleeves flicked, and she gently picked an oleander flower with a handkerchief.

Hidden in the sleeve, no one noticed.

When she got to the Chuihua Gate, Lu'er and Xiangtao waited for her to get into the car, Murong Wei looked even more troubled.

"What's wrong with third sister? Are you uncomfortable?" Murong Yue asked with some concern.

"It's okay, I just didn't sleep well. I'll get in the car and take a nap for a while." After that, he stepped on the stool and got into the Zhuying canopy car. In the drawer is a set of tea sets and thermos pots with Ru kiln celadon glaze.

Murong Yue made tea, "Have a cup of tea to refresh yourself."

Murong Wei agreed with a smile, but she was thinking about something for a while.

Since the elder sister gave her such a big gift, why is she so polite?

A cold light flashed in her eyes, she leaned on the couch and took a nap for a while.

Today, there was even a lot of traffic in front of Prince Jing's mansion. The female relatives stopped in front of the hanging flower gate. The Murong family sisters got out of the car, and the maids who wore gold and silver all wore light green Lu silk gowns and moon white skirts led them. Went into the back garden.

But it was not the place I visited last time. I changed to a courtyard named Tingfeng Pavilion on the east side of the palace. I saw that the rockery was surrounded by greenery, winding paths leading to secluded places, deep and peaceful, and famous chrysanthemums were planted all over the garden.

Princess Qingli came to welcome them with a smile, and led them to sit in the Luoju Pavilion in the garden, and there were three more rooms for Baoxia to rest.

"Miss San needs to compose a poem today." Qing Li said while holding hands with a smile.

Murong Wei said indifferently: "The princess is too much, the little girl is so talented, how dare she make a fool of herself."

Murong Lan saw that she was in low spirits, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, while Ruxuan, Duke Ding's daughter-in-law, asked her with a half-smile, "Why are all your concubine sisters here?"

Murong Lan said with a smile: "The princess has posted a message."

Ruxuan raised her eyebrows, and said with some clarity: "Really... Your wedding is coming soon, isn't it?"

A blush rose on Murong Lan's face, "I can't come out to play anymore, my mother wants me to be a female celebrity at home." The daughter who was married on behalf of her can't come out at will, and she is always locked at home to do needlework.

Ruxuan's eyes were full of envy, "Me too, I can't come out again." She was engaged to the prince of Yongning Hou, but she didn't like it, but she envied Murong Lan for having a fiancé whom everyone admired.

After Qing Li had a conversation, he was dragged over to discuss matters with the Princess of the palace.

Murong Wei turned her eyes, and saw that everyone was going to admire the rare famous chrysanthemum, Murong Yue also said: "Let's go and see, I think there are green peonies and black chrysanthemums, and Taizhen Michelle and Yucui Dragon Claw."

"Sister go first, I'll sit down for a while." After finishing speaking, he rubbed the space between his brows tiredly.

Seeing her like this, Murong Yue originally wanted to accompany her, but saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl in a goose-yellow twig-wrapped beige, walking over with a smile: "Sister Yue, I can see you now, I was thinking about it." Please come to my house to play in the next post."

"This is the second Miss Qin Yao and Qin from Bo Jianning's family, and this is my third sister."

Murong Wei saluted with a smile, and Qin Yao looked at her curiously: "I saw you playing the piano last time, that word is excellent, do you have anything else?"

"It's just something to do when you have nothing to do. It's ridiculous."

"Let's go to enjoy the chrysanthemums. According to the rules of previous years, the princess is the host, and we must write some poems. I had a headache from thinking about it last night. I will make up one later." She said pretty The face was wrinkled into a bun, which made the two sisters tremble with laughter. Murong Wei thought that the second Miss Qin was very cute, without losing her true temperament, but she felt close to her.

"You guys don't know that the princess is here to greet us, and the third son of Prince Jing is also here to greet the male guests in the front yard. When the time comes, the good poems written will be passed on to each other."

Murong Yue wondered: "Why, let them read the poems written by our daughter's family too?"

"No, that's why I said I had a headache. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if the writing was poor?" Qin Yao blinked meaningfully, which reminded Murong Yue of the rumor that Princess Jing likes to be a matchmaker, and couldn't help laughing.

Murong Wei rolled her eyes and said hastily: "Aren't the two elder sisters going to enjoy the flowers? Let's also make good preparations."

"You're right. There's a pot of newly planted green peonies, which was rewarded by the palace. Let's take a look." After saying that, he dragged Murong Yue to enjoy the flowers.

Murong Wei followed them slowly, quietly admiring the fragrance of the garden.

Murong Lan was pointing at the pot of green peonies and smiling, the green chrysanthemum petals were especially delicate, which aroused people's amazement.

"Sister must compose a poem, otherwise she will be punished with alcohol." Qing Li joked.

Murong Lan shook her head: "I can't give you this chance, what about pen and paper?"

All the girls surrounded her and went back to the Luoju Pavilion. The maids exchanged the tea of ​​Hangbaiju, and Murong Wei quietly pinched the oleander flower in her sleeve to squeeze out the juice, just a drop.Seeing the golden tea soup, the corners of his lips curled up, and he carried the teacup over with a smile.

"Elder Sister, wouldn't it be elegant to drink chrysanthemum tea first and then write a chrysanthemum poem?"

Qin Yao booed from the side: "Yes, Sister Lan drinks a cup of tea first, and then writes a poem. It must be a masterpiece."

Everyone burst into laughter, Murong Lan glanced at Murong Wei, seeing the exhaustion in her eyes, she was in a great mood, thinking that she would be able to watch a play later, and if Murong Wei showed her courtesy, she would not let her marry into Prince Jing's mansion .

Murong Lan took the teacup and drank it. Seeing that the Chengxintang paper had been laid out, Qing Li urged her to write a poem. She picked up the pen and pondered for a while, and in a short while wrote four lines of chrysanthemum poems.

Murong Wan'er was full of admiration: "The elder sister's poetry has improved again."

Princess Qingli and several familiar friends praised her repeatedly, and Murong Lan responded modestly.Qing Li tugged at Princess Duanhua of the Wangfu and laughed: "Sister, I have to paint a poem today, otherwise I won't follow."

Duan Hua said angrily, "Then I have to think about it carefully."

Murong Wei watched as a group of them made a fuss, and Duanhua was dragged to paint. This painting was not a short-term thing. Qingli let everyone watch the chrysanthemums, or sit down and rest, entertaining the guests in a friendly and courteous manner, without any scruples. Can make people feel left out.

Murong Lan sat on the side and picked up a piece of lily cake and ate it. It was still early. She glanced at her sisters and saw that although Murong Wei was a little tired, she did not faint. She was wondering if the medicine was not strong enough, and suddenly felt A burst of nausea and dizziness, this snack nausea.

She just felt uncomfortable in her stomach, and hurriedly drank a sip of tea, but she didn't expect to feel even more uncomfortable after drinking it.

"What's the matter with you, big sister? Big sister!" Murong Wan'er stepped forward to support her sister, but seeing her pale and frighteningly pale, she wanted to show her closeness, but when Murong Wan'er approached, she smelled the pungent smell on her body. Thinking of the makeup powder, Murong Lan felt nauseous for a while, and couldn't bear it any longer and vomited directly on her body.

"Ah!" Murong Wan'er screamed.

Everyone was dumbfounded when they saw this situation, but it was Murong Wei who quickly stepped forward to support Murong Lan: "Princess, please ask a doctor to take a look, my sister seems to be not feeling well, and I need to find a place to replace her." clothing."

Qing Li was also taken aback, and only then did he realize: "Quick, Bi Zhuan, take the right card and invite Doctor Huang to come over. I'll send my sister to freshen up."

Murong Wei shook her head: "The princess is the proprietor today, how can I bother you? Our sisters used to be."

Qing Lijian hesitated for a moment, then pointed to his maid, Bixi, and asked her to take Sister Murong to freshen up.

Murong Wan'er was covered in pickled clothes, and she had been hiding away in embarrassment for a long time, wishing to find a place to lie down, Murong Yue also hurried over with her younger sister to support the dizzy Murong Lan from left to right, and turned to the west wing of Tingfengyuan went.

As soon as they left, all the women on the scene began to discuss, Qing Li was a little ashamed: "This kind of thing happened, I'm afraid you will blame me."

Duanhua comforted her: "It's not your fault at all. Fortunately, her sister is the governor. I can see that she is very considerate."

Qing Li glanced at her, thinking of something, his eyes wandered, not knowing what to think.

Sister Murong and her party entered a guest room in the West Wing. Murong Lan vomited for a while, and entered the room. Bixi and a few maids waited on her to wash and wash. Murong Wan'er changed into a clean ginger yellow branch flower. Kesi Bazi, with an ugly look on her face, she has never been so ugly before, she is really annoyed in her heart.

Murong Wei worriedly told Bixi: "I see that my sister is like this, it seems to be caused by something I ate at home in the morning, please prepare some mung bean water for a try."

Oleander is poisonous, after drinking that tea, even if it is a small amount, it will cause dizziness, nausea and vomiting, but nothing happens afterwards, even the imperial physician can't detect it.

Courtesy is reciprocal, as it should be.

Tourmaline's expression softened a little. The princess was most afraid of being told that the palace's things were unclean when something like this happened. Since this lady is the governor, they naturally understood it.

Tourmaline hurriedly ordered people to prepare mung bean water, and at the same time fed Murong Lan, drank plain water, drank some hot food, and lay down for a while. Murong Lan seemed to be much better, and the dizziness just now was much less. It's not uncomfortable after being clean, but I feel weak and exhausted.

Murong Yue was also a little surprised, it was so good, why did the eldest sister suddenly become like this, seeing Murong Wei's eyebrows were also sad, and she was even more confused, she had a strange feeling, but she couldn't tell what it was.

After she drank the mung bean water, Tourmaline had already invited Imperial Physician Huang to come over. After checking the pulse, the imperial physician did not find any problem, and only prescribed some prescriptions to nourish the stomach and let her rest for two days.

Murong Wei took her hand with concern: "Eldest sister, let me stay with you, let the second and fourth sisters go back to the banquet."

Looking at her, Murong Lan only felt pain in her heart, heart and liver, and her breath was tight. This dead hoof is fine, but she has turned ugly!Although she suspected that there was something wrong with the food in Prince Jing's mansion, she couldn't bring it up, so she could only suffer a dark loss.

Turning her eyes, she shook her head: "Third Sister, you and Second Sister can go together, just let Wan'er stay with me. Today's banquet is still early, so it's not good to leave for too long."

Murong Wan'er was a thousand times unhappy, but she didn't dare to object, she could only give Murong Wei a glare, and sat on the side table with a stern face.

Murong Wei declined for a while, seeing her insistence, she was amused, she was so sure that she would faint after drinking the drug, and if she was not allowed to make a fool of herself, it seemed that she was absolutely reconciled.

Murong Wei and Murong Yue went out of the West Wing, "Sister, please call my eldest sister's maid, so I can take care of her."

Tourmaline smiled and said: "It should be." She looked her seriously again, thinking of what the princess said, she couldn't help but look at the third lady with admiration.

The two sisters returned to the garden from the verandah, Murong Yue frowned and said: "Sister, don't you think this is strange?"

Murong Wei looked at the pond at the side, flicking her sleeves, some petals fell into the water lightly, and disappeared quickly, she put away her handkerchief, raised her eyebrows: "Second sister, maybe it's just that the eldest sister ate something bad."

Murong Yue couldn't figure it out, when she returned to the garden, all the girls were admiring the flowers, reciting poems and painting.

Not far from the garden is a tall pavilion with winding paths. At this moment, two teenagers are sneaking out of the window and looking out.

"Did An Ran fall in love with a lady?" A handsome and elegant young man in light blue engraved silk cocoons, fifteen or sixteen years old, was looking narrowly at Xiao Anran beside him at the moment.

Xiao Anran blushed, "No way, Jing Yu, I just want to see the beauty." He didn't come for Princess Jing's birthday that day, but when he heard about Miss Murong San, he immediately regretted it, and hurried over today.

Originally, he was supposed to be in the front yard, and he sneaked here to have a glimpse of her face only after ventilating with Xiao Jingyu.

Ever since he met Murong Wei that day, he has thought of a lady these days, as if there is a thread of love entangled in his heart, which cannot be lingered.

This feeling is like a germinating bud, taking root in his heart. Whenever he thinks of that girl, his heart beats faster, he tosses and turns, and there is a kind of hazy lovesickness churning in his heart.

He didn't know what this flustering feeling was, he just wanted to see her, so that he could get over his thoughts.

At this moment, standing on the high pavilion and condescending, looking for a long time, but did not see anyone, was disappointed, just saw Murong Wei tossing and turning back from the Chaoshou verandah, with black hair piled up in clouds, skin radiant with snow, like a fairy in the clouds, Pingting grace.

Xiao Anran fixed her eyes for a moment, as if all three souls and seven souls had been taken away, her eyes were fixed on the beauty.

When the long corridor finally came to an end, Murong Wei got closer, talking to Qing Li in the Luoju Pavilion.

Qin Yao interjected: "Sister Yue is good at painting, why don't you make a painting too."

Just as Murong Yue was about to refuse, Qin Yao smiled and said, "My sister can't shirk it, you said you wanted to give me a painting."

Murong Wei glanced at Qin Yao, and felt that she seemed to have deep intentions, but she didn't have any malicious intentions when approaching them, so she could only pay attention.

Murong Yue was coaxed by everyone, so she had to spread out the drawing paper and draw a picture of fishermen, woodcutters, ink and chrysanthemums.

Although the painting skills are not outstanding, they are natural, fresh and unique. There is a clear and unrestrained taste in the leisurely strokes, which is quite unfeminine.Murong Wei gave a compliment, but this second sister is a delicate and transparent person with her own chest.

All the girls praised it greatly when they saw it, and Qin Yao's eyes lit up even more, and she praised with a smile: "Today's painting is really good!"

"You sisters are overrated. I'm nothing more than a small skill. This painting lacks a poem, and I'm not used to writing poems." She frowned slightly in embarrassment, and Qing Li suddenly said: "Sister Wei, why don't you add something?"

Murong Wei was a little helpless, since last time she found that Qing Li seemed to be somewhat inexplicably affectionate towards her, which was very strange.It's just that in front of these people, it's not easy to refute her face, and said: "If I add more words, don't laugh at me later."

She pondered for a moment while picking up her pen, and then came up with a poem about chrysanthemums.

Desiring to hear about the love of autumn, many people don't know, murmured and knocked on the east fence with his hands behind his back.

Who will hide alone if you are proud of the world? Is it too late to bloom?

How lonely is the garden, dew, and frost in the courtyard? Can the geese return to the disease and lovesickness?
Don't say that there is no talker in the world, so why not talk about it for a while.

Princess Duanhua saw it, and was amazed: "Absolutely, this poem and this painting are a perfect match, you should be the leader today!"

When everyone saw it, they lost their comparability and started discussing one after another.

On the contrary, the two sisters looked at each other and smiled, still neither humble nor overbearing, calm and generous, which is quite admirable.

At this moment, a seven or eight-year-old boy who hadn't left his head came to the front yard and sent them poems from the front yard. All the girls gathered around and commented on today's poems and paintings together, and sent them to the front yard.

"Feng Jiushao's poem is really good, and this painting, look..." Murong Lan was not present, and a group of girls laughed and discussed about Feng Yu.

Murong Wei was not very interested, but she didn't know that the picture of fishermen, woodcutters, ink and chrysanthemums was spread to the front yard, which aroused the praise of all the princes, and spread the reputation of her and her sister.

Looking at the painting, Feng Yu murmured the phrase "A solitary sign is proud of the world and whoever hides together, the same flower blooms late", suddenly a little lost, thinking of the young girl who was just emerging, why he didn't know her in the past? Different?

At that time, she refused to accept her purse because she didn't want to be rumored that she was secretly giving and receiving. After all, she was his fiancée's younger sister. He didn't expect that girl to be so determined that she would commit suicide by diving into the water.After waking up, she was a completely different person, making it impossible for him to take his eyes off her.

The more she ignored him, the more she made him worry about it. When he saw her playing the piano that day, there seemed to be a ripple in his heart, stirring his heart.Seeing her words and poems today, I even noticed the pride behind her calm face.

All the princes unanimously praised Mo Jutu as chic and unrestrained, and his poems were perfect match. They also thought that Feng Yu's poems and paintings were good, so they were selected as today's champion.

On the side, there was an upright young man in green shirt looking at the painting with piercing eyes, and murmured: "I knew I was right."

Everyone had their own thoughts, Xiao Jingyu dragged Xiao Anran, who was still unwilling, back to the front yard, seeing him staring at the ink chrysanthemum picture, Xiao Jingyu narrowed his eyes at Xiao Anran: "I said, why do you suddenly want to go there? .”

Xiao Anran's usually sunny and energetic face suddenly turned red, "Don't talk nonsense, don't ruin the reputation of your daughter's family."

Xiao Jingyu laughed loudly: "It's not too bad, this is what makes my heart hurt."

Xiao Anran glared at him in embarrassment, and then heard him ask: "Which of the two sisters do you like? An Ran, I'm not talking about you. With your status, I'm afraid you can't marry them." Xiao Jingyu suddenly said seriously .

Xiao Anran's expression was startled, and he fell silent. He is the son of Prince An, a son of the clan, and he will inherit the title in the future. His father will not let him marry a concubine as his first wife.

But that woman, like a clear spring poured into his heart, just her frown and smile made him giggle all day long, such a smug mood made him unwilling to think about the gap between them.

Xiao Anran was stunned for a moment, then suddenly said: "I don't want to give up on her."

In the Tingfeng courtyard over there, all the beauties admired the ink chrysanthemums, tasted chrysanthemum wine, drank chrysanthemum tea, and laughed and talked.

When Murong Wei thought of her elder sister, the corners of her mouth curled up. The woman must be snickering now, but now she is quite interested in going to see her expression in front of her, it must be very exciting.

Thinking of this, she started to walk briskly. Seeing that the second sister was being dragged away to paint, it was inconvenient to call her, so she walked along the Chaoshou corridor to the west wing.The autumn wind was blowing on Luo Yi, and she was in a good mood admiring the beautiful scenery of the courtyard.In the courtyard next to the corridor, there are ancient bamboo trees, rockery and flower stones. Murong Wei was planning to go around the west chamber from the bluestone path, when she suddenly heard the sound of a quiet flute, with melodious tunes, like the singing of birds in the empty mountains, like the tinkling of clear streams, It has its own wit.

Murong Wei looked around in amazement, and suddenly saw a young man turning around the rockery, wearing a green shirt and a jade belt, playing the flute leisurely.The breeze whipped up his crowed black hair, and the sun hit that flawless handsome face, which was hazy and beautiful, and the black pupils were brighter like stars.

For a moment, Murong Wei had the illusion of seeing the fairy in the painting come out, and felt that the person in front of her was only in the sky, and had never been seen in the world.

"Hey, isn't this Miss Murong Third?" The boy looked back and looked at her with a smile, but it was Xiao Jinglan.

Murong Wei frowned, and looked around subconsciously, the lonely man and widow, Guada Lixia, if he was seen by others, he would not be able to tell clearly, besides, he knew that there was a women's party here, why did Tete stay here?

Seeing her slightly wary eyes, Xiao Jinglan laughed, "Miss San, don't worry, I'm just passing by."

"My lord was joking, the little girl still wants to see her sister, so I'm leaving." The more he talked, the more she felt that something was wrong, did she need to play the flute when passing by, and even purposely played in front of her, what the hell was the idea of ​​this fight?

Seeing that she was about to leave, Xiao Jinglan's face changed. He was a gentle and elegant young man just now, but suddenly his face was full of grievance and sadness, and his beautiful phoenix eyes were full of accusations, "Does Miss San hate me?"

Murong Wei looked at him in astonishment, but saw that he was like a Xishi holding her heart, his phoenix eyes shone brightly in the blink of an eye, it could break your heart for a moment, his appearance, let alone her heart softened, just People with a heart of stone may not be able to resist it!

But, does this guy need to put on such a victimized expression?Well, a man was born more beautiful than a woman, and it really hurt her self-confidence. At this moment, his appearance is three points better than Xizi's. At first, looking at it makes her heart feel weak, but looking at it again makes her, a woman, very upset.

"Ahem, Second Young Master misunderstood, my sister is unwell, and I'm going to take care of her." She had already said it clearly, her black eyes narrowed slightly, she maintained a polite posture, and was ready to leave at any time.

(End of this chapter)