My Queen, you are naughty again

For a long time, Murong Yu said slightly, "e Niang doesn't have to worry about her son, who has his own plan."

How could concubine yuan, who was doing it on one side, not know what her son thought? She saw it early. He was also interested in the girl. He was just an unknown girl, but she could hook the hearts of the two people. She used some small hands and her head was smart. It was nothing.

Imperial concubine yuan snorted coldly and said angrily, "you have your own plan? This palace is your e Niang. I knew your mind. I saw early that your mind was not here at all, and only hung on that girl."

The air was inexplicably quiet, leaving only the shallow breathing sound of the two. Concubine yuan got up slowly, took a golden finger set and picked up a pair of golden scissors on the table. The waiting maid hurriedly welcomed her up, helped concubine yuan and walked to the Pearl vase at the door.

There are two or three delicate peonies in the blue and white porcelain jade vase, and some magnolias that only bloom in spring are inserted on the side. A few simple daisies are lined around the White Magnolia, and there are green leaves below.

Imperial concubine yuan slowly walked up to her, carefully touched several daisies and said faintly, "you are like the peony in the vase in this palace. You need the foil of Magnolia and Daisy next to you, but you can't do more. More will cover your brilliance."

Then he picked up the gold scissors, cut off the cluster of daisies without hesitation, threw them into the tray next to the maid of honor, then touched the petals of Magnolia, and said faintly: "the splendor of peony still depends on magnolia, which can be embellished and set off. You need such a person, okay?"

Yuan Guifei's voice was neither high nor low. It sounded melodious, but this was something in the words. Of course, Murong Yu could hear it.

Slowly, imperial concubine yuan put down the scissors in her hand and gently straightened the flower branches on it, as if she were taking care of her children.

"In this deep palace, we have seen more people than you. We have experienced more right and wrong than you think. You don't plan for yourself, but we want to plan for you. Miss Xia, who is not in your heart, is watched by many people. A daughter of the prime minister today, who marries her is equal to going to a higher level. Don't talk about the joy of two feelings in this palace It's the cheapest and least worth mentioning in the palace. "Imperial concubine Yuan said slowly, with a slight smile in her bright eyes, and I don't know whether the light corners of her mouth are happy or scheming.

Murong Yudu understood what yuan Guifei said, but she didn't want to face it or get close to it. She grew up in the palace and was used to cheating. Now her e Niang is so frank, but she still has lingering fear.

For a long time, Murong Yushen said, "my son understands."

"Do you understand? If you really understand, you won't say what you just said to the palace. OK, the palace is also tired. Go back and think about what the Palace said today." after saying that, you slowly raised your hand and turned around with the help of the palace maid to go back to the inner room.

Murong Yu got up, bent down and arched his hands and said, "my son, leave."

When he left and walked to the door, Murong Yu fixed his steps, turned his head and looked at a magnolia in the vase, finally took a breath and strode away.

The weather outside is slightly cold. Even if the sun is high in the sky, it still makes people feel that the early winter is still cold and biting. Murong Yu walks through the corridor and comes to the imperial garden. The fragrance of flowers coming from the front is refreshing.

At just the right time, Murong Yu stopped at the imperial garden. Here, Chu Li and Tangyuan were walking towards this side with two plum blossom and colored glaze lamps.

In early winter, the green leaves on the trees have fallen, leaving the brown dead branches there, slightly bleak.

Squeak, squeak, squeak. The squeak of birds came from a corner.

Here, tangyuan smiled and joked, "you said whether you are making trouble for yourself. You get up so early every day and say it's training. As a result, you can't walk your legs now."

Chu Li goose's long yellow dress, rabbit hair neck cover on his neck like glutinous rice balls, and the white neck cover against his pink face was very lovely. His flashing eyelashes seemed to be sprinkled with gold in the sun.

"It's not trouble. You'll know later. When you come out, I'll protect you!" Chu Li said faintly with a plum blossom glass lamp.

Squeak! Squeak!

The sound of birds barking under the tree was louder. Chu Li suddenly frowned slightly, blinked twice, turned to Tangyuan and said, "listen, is there a bird's cry?"

Squeak! Squeak! Tangyuan nodded and looked down at the voice. He saw a young bird the size of a slap, falling under the tree, half of its feathers falling and trembling.

Chu Li quickly trotted over, came to the tree, put down the plum blossom glass lamp, squatted down, picked up the bird and took care of it in the palm of his hand.

"Did the bird fall from the tree?" Chu Li looked up at the rotten nest on the tree, looking a little sad.

Tangyuan looked down at the bird and said, "the wings are hurt, and a lot of feathers have fallen."

Chu Li, squatting on the ground, was a little lost in his eyes and said faintly, "it's going to be winter. You can't put it back into the bird's nest. Otherwise, take it back to Ruihe palace?"

Hearing Chu Li's idea, tangyuan quickly shook his head and said, "forget it, the Lord doesn't like others to take these cats and dogs back!"

The bird flapped its wings hard and chirped in Chu Li's palm. His black eyes only stared at Chu Li, which made Chu Li feel that he couldn't ignore it at will.

Over there, under the vermilion Square Pavilion, Murong Yu stood by the pavilion with his hands behind his back and looked at this side. The familiar figure and familiar face made Murong Yu's eyes no longer turn, and even the surrounding flowers pale.

Looking at her squatting on the line of the tree, she looked at a loss. He frowned and strode over without much thought.

Black tiger skin silver boots stepped on the cobblestone path. It was silent. When they got closer, they only heard the girl squatting on the ground sighing: "you can't leave it here. What can you do if it's frozen in the future? Take it back secretly so that the king won't find it? It's okay, it's okay."

The girl next to her said firmly, "ah Li, why don't you stop? The yellow warbler brought by xiaojingzi in the house has annoyed the Lord enough. If you take it back, the Lord will throw it directly."

Murong Yu looked at Chu Li squatting on the ground. Her goose yellow clothes made her more white. The bird in her hand was still chirping. She coaxed carefully, as if she could really understand the bird's words. Unconsciously, he covered his face, smiled and walked up to him.