The concubine is enchanting: the favorite princess

Chapter 465
But when Qingping took the Yunpian Cake from Min'er's hand and tasted it, she couldn't help being stunned for a while.When Qingping raised her head again, she smiled at Fengyao and Lan'er, there was a bit of bitterness in that smile.

Qingping asked: "Is this cloud cake made by Lan Er? Or Yao Er?"

"It's me. Is there something wrong?" Feng Yao frowned slightly.This Yunpian Cake was indeed made by Feng Yao himself early in the morning, using exactly the method and steps that Mo Suxin taught her back then.

"It's not wrong. It's just... this is the taste that Master Suxin can make." Qingping smiled sadly, lowered her head and took another bite: "Perhaps only Master Suxin and I know this method. We were together at the beginning Learning to make cloud cakes, I found that she always likes to mix sugar into syrup first and then knead it into the dough. Our common practice is to mix sugar and flour together and add water. Although the taste is slightly different, I But it can be eaten."

A thin piece of cloud cake can bring back many memories, although Qingping lowered her head at this time, the atmosphere felt slightly desolate.From time to time, a sliver of autumn wind blows her long black hair, making Feng Yao suddenly feel that Qingping's straight shoulders are too thin, as if there are some things she can't pick up.

After a long time, Qingping raised her head and said, "Yao'er, let's go over there to see Maple Leaf, okay?"

Feng Yao looked in the direction of Qingping's finger, and there were two maple trees planted in a corner of the garden. In this bustling imperial garden, those two maple trees were not conspicuous at first.But at this time, it was autumn, and the red leaves of Kazuki were blown by the wind, which was very tantalizing.Especially the maple tree is much taller than all the flowers, and the bright red maple leaves can be seen from a distance, which looks very charming.

Feng Yao nodded, got up first and went to hold Qingping's wrist.Qingping didn't refuse, she turned her head and smiled slightly at Feng Yao, and the two left hand in hand.

Min'er and Lan'er looked at each other, but didn't follow.And the older lady-in-waiting has always been standing with her hands down and her eyes closed, she looks very honest, so naturally she won't follow.

"This maple tree is really nice, tall and straight, without losing its charm." The closer Feng Yao got closer, the more dazzling the maple leaves were, and the tall tree looked like a whirling beauty with a slender waist and red clothes. The amorous style is like staring at him.

"Yao'er look carefully." Qingping smiled slightly, instead of looking at the red leaves of the tree, she stared at the trunk instead.

"This is..." Feng Yao was reminded by Qingping, and looked carefully at the lower part of the tree trunk, he couldn't help but asked in surprise, "Could this be a husband and wife tree?"

The so-called husband and wife tree looks like two trees, but when you walk in, you find that they are two trunks that start from the bottom root, which means that the husband and wife have the same root and heart.

If you look carefully, the maple tree on the left is a little taller, and its branches and leaves spread out to half-enclose the tree on the right, as if embracing it with outstretched arms.And the maple tree on the right is more beautiful and whirling, just like a loving girl, gently nestling in the arms of her lover.

"This tree is almost 20 years old. I was young when I planted it, and I forgot everything I said. But there is one person who still remembers it clearly." Qingping kept her eyes on the couple tree, and I never looked at the beautiful red leaves, but looked straight at the roots of the tree.

In fact, Feng Yao didn't know that what Qingping was looking at was not the tree roots, but the picture of a little girl carrying a small bucket and another slightly older boy watering the tree.

The little boy threw away the shovel used for digging the pit, looked at his hands covered with blisters, but smiled brightly at the little girl.The girl put down the bucket and wiped away the dirt on the boy's face with her little hands.That was when she was a childhood sweetheart and a childhood sweetheart, but after the years passed, she had completely forgotten about it.

And Feng Yao glanced sideways, and saw that Qingping's eyes were full of affection at this time, as if she was whispering to the maple tree.People standing beside her don't have to hear it, but they can feel the deep affection.

Feng Yao also remained silent, just standing under the tree with Qingping.She knew that this woman's mind was too delicate, so there were too many deep feelings that couldn't be resolved, and they formed into balls and balls, which weighed heavily in her heart.

After a long time, Qingping suddenly said: "Shui Qingrou has been recuperating in the Empress Dowager's palace these days."

"I know." Feng Yao nodded and said, "Her illness...doesn't seem to be curable."

Qingping turned around slowly, facing Feng Yao.The eyes that have been looking at the tree since just now moved to Feng Yao's body, her eyes rarely showed any emotion, but at this moment, a bit of hatred flashed in her eyes.

As soon as Feng Yao raised his eyes, he saw Qingping's eyes clearly. Her not hiding made Feng Yao suddenly understand something, and said in a low voice, "What do you want me to do?"

"Make it difficult for her, life is better than death." Qingping said lightly, and then a smile hung on the corner of her mouth.That smile was so faint that it could almost be blown away by the autumn wind.

But Feng Yao saw it very clearly, and then nodded solemnly.

"I'll try to get her to leave as soon as possible, and then it's up to you." After Qingping finished speaking, she withdrew her gaze from Feng Yao, took a last look at Fengshu, turned around and left step by step.

Qingping didn't return to the flower pavilion, but walked to the other side alone.Her steps were slow and her skirt fluttered, like a maple leaf falling with the autumn wind.

At this moment, the older maid seemed to have regained her senses, and said to everyone: "Master is tired, I will send some of you out of the palace."

After leaving the palace gate and getting into the carriage, Miner asked Fengyao nervously: "Is Qingping angry? I have known her for many years, and I have never seen her lose her temper."

Feng Yao lightly shook his head, "No, she just remembered the sad things back then."

"Oh, it must be that thing again. A woman has experienced that once in her life, and her whole life is ruined." Min'er also sighed, referring to Qingping's humiliation back then.

Feng Yao thought for a moment in silence, then asked Min'er, "Before Qingping's accident, did you have a man you liked?"

"I've never heard of it." Min'er shook her head, "We maidservants dare not like anyone casually. I don't want to have a good man, but I just hope that the master will not marry us out indiscriminately."

What Min'er said is right, all the big maids around the master usually have a lifelong contract of prostitution, so that they can follow the master's side wholeheartedly.

And these maids were either made housemates when the master got married, or were betrothed by the master as servants and servants, or they would never marry for life.They all know that they have no freedom, so these maids seldom like anyone, and they are afraid that if they are really in love, the master will not agree. More love is not as good as more freedom.

　The update ends today.Today and tomorrow are both updates.Sorry, the box is out of order.Because today is the 20th wedding anniversary of Zizi and her husband, Zizi does not have code words, and the saved manuscripts are barely enough for these two days of updates, so I will concentrate on accompanying my husband. The update will be resumed on the [-]th, and it should be updated.Sorry again, but thank you for your support and understanding.

　　
　
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