Chapter 42 Deep Palace Folded Wings [Collection]

After a night of spring rain, the fragrance of flowers in the apricot palace is mixed with the fragrance of soil, which is refreshing. The green grass grew pleasantly and full of green, which made the owner of this palace stop watching.

"Princess, are you awake?"

The palace maid's skirt dragged the floor and tied her hair on her back. She saw Zhao Xinger leaning on ** and hurriedly put down the work in her hand and picked up a set of palace clothes from behind the screen of the flower plate and peony.

Zhao Xinger waved her hand, lifted the silk quilt of Yulongzhuang, bare feet, spread loose hair on her back, like cardamom's toes, emitting attractive pink, never dressing, but not reducing her youth.

"Have the peach blossoms outside withered and become incomplete?"

The maid, who was worried about her cold, looked at her bare feet standing on the ground nervously and quickly replied, "No, it's still as bright as yesterday."

Huh? It should be green, fat, red and thin. How can it be like yesterday?

"Princess, put on your shoes first! Otherwise, you will catch a cold. If you catch a cold, no matter how good the poem is, there will be no more. Seeing that Zhao Xinger did not mean to wear shoes at all, the palace maid was also a little anxious. She squatted down and put a pair of red upturned shoes under Zhao Xinger's feet, with a big posture of 'I will force you to wear them if you don't wear them'.

Zhao Xinger did not make it difficult for the palace maid. She put her feet into her upturned shoes and hid the man's heartwarming feet.

"Princess, are you poetic again?" Zhao Xinger put on her shoes and won't catch a cold. The overall maid was optimistic.

The two fingers gently wrapped around the green silk. Zhao Xinger didn't have any happy expression, but said quietly, "What if it's poetic?"

The palace maid did not realize that the master was absent-minded, but said to herself, "Princess, I don't know how many scholars are competing to rob your poems. If the princess is a man, the first champion that day is yours."

"Real?" Zhao Xinger replied with low interest and looked aimlessly at the falling bamboo curtain.

The palace maid's face was full of excitement, as if she had defeated the scholars in the world, "Of course, princess, you are the most talented woman in the world..."

With a slow reaction, she finally found the strangeness of her master, and her original excited look gradually convered, and the loud words gradually whispered in the end.

"Jue, go and lift the curtain!"

"Yes." The palace maid called 'Pearl' did not dare to say more.

The bamboo curtain slowly rolled up, and the fragrance of the soil poured into Zhao Xing'er's nose, which refreshed Zhao Xinger, who was a little hungover. The peach blossoms in the peach blossom forest outside the window were still pink like a blanket, and the green new leaves were sandwiched in them to support each other.

"Last night, it rained and the wind was sudden, and the heavy sleep did not extinguish the residual wine. Try the questionnaire curtain, but the begonia is still the same. Do you know? Do you know? It should be green, fat, red and thin.

If you have a feeling, you can come with your heart and don't worry about it. This is the demeanor of the first talented woman in Daliang!

Pearl hurried to the desk beside her and quickly wrote down the poems recited by Zhao Xinger. The font was beautiful, no less than any lady.

"I clearly asked about peach blossoms. How did I change it to begonia?" Pearl said a little stuffyly. Zhao Xinger's ear was sharp. After listening to it, she smiled, just a bunch of pear blossoms pressing begonia.

The sadness in her heart was gently diluted. Sitting in front of the dresser, Zhao Xinger looked at herself in the bronze mirror and sighed inexplicably, and then she frowned again.

Zhuer, who stood by and watched the maid dress up for Zhao Xinger, asked carefully, "Princess, are you worried about yesterday's incident again?"

Zhao Xinger took a deep breath, closed her eyes to refresh her, and was unwilling to talk to others. Zhao Xinger was like this. Several maids of honor who dressed up for Zhao Xinger were more careful and dared not move too much for fear of annoying Zhao Xinger.

After a simple meal, Zhao Xinger sat at the desk and held her face in a daze. Pearl wanted to talk several times, but she did not dare. A master and a servant were stunned for half an hour.

"Princess, move your body!" Fearing that the master would damage her body like this, Pearl broke the atmosphere of silence.

Zhao Xinger moved like a soul back to her body, and her eyes also began to focus. She looked at the girl beside her and smiled and said, "It's good if your body is broken!" In this way, don't marry someone you don't want to marry.

The first time she heard Zhao Xinger's such weak words, her maid Pearl immediately burst into tears, knelt on the ground, and persuaded her with choked, "Princess, you can't be inconceive! If you have had three shortcomings, Pearl will not live. Princess, don't scare me! Pearl is stupid, but she is not a fool. Don't do anything stupid!"

Pearl's words immediately resonated. The maidservant in Xingfang Palace all knelt on the ground and cried. Qi Qi begged Zhao Xinger not to be embarrassed.

Compared with the rules in the palace, the rules of Xingfang Palace are absolutely relaxed, and because of Zhao Xinger's talent, every maidservant will have a sense of pride. Moreover, the master of Xingfang Palace will not kill his subordinates for no reason. On the contrary, he will take care of his subordinates. Everyone likes this master who is more talented than beautiful.

Zhao Xinger opened her beautiful eyes, and her beautiful face was full of anger. She grabbed the pen holder on the desk and smashed Pearl kneeling on the ground. She shouted without image, "Zhuel, do you want to die? Are you cursing me to death?

The pen holder was broken a foot in front of Pearl. A brush swept Pearl's face with tears and drew a faint ink mark. "Princess, you can't think of it, Pearl is relieved."

Seeing the heartfelt happy smile on Pearl's face, Zhao Xinger really didn't know whether to be angry or laugh at the flower-faced cat.

"Is this princess so easily defeated? I'm just in a bad mood. If you dare to say that, I'll ask someone to pull out your tongue alive.

Pearl quickly covered her mouth for fear that her tongue would be pulled out.

"Hahaha..."

Pearl finally amused Zhao Xinger!

Waving away, Zhao Xinger took out two folds from her favorite red sandalwood box, carefully wrote down the poems recorded by Pearl just now, then put them into the red sandalwood box, opened the worn folds, and sighed again.

"Princess, don't blame me for talking too much. If you like Mr. Yan, you can ask the emperor to marry, the eldest princess with flowers, talented children with talented women, so that you won't worry about it.

Zhao Xinger did not scold Pearl surprisingly, but gently closed the folds, as if to say to Pearl, "The Yan family is already above ten thousand people, and the son of the Yan family is also an explorer. Under the advantages and disadvantages, it is also impossible. What's more, I don't like Yan Qingzhi. It's absolutely impossible for us."

"It's so profound!" Pearl scratched her head and couldn't figure out the way.

"Bear, the anti-poetry recited by Qin Shubao was also included in the fold by the princess. Do you like it?"

Zhao Xinger stretched out a plain finger and gently circled around the folds. Her eyes were full of disappointment and said, "I bought it with a lot of money, but I don't know what it means. I really should fight!" If you are incompetence, how can you focus on it! The xu is already among them. Why can't you frame some gold and jade outside?

Poetry is a good poem! If he is the champion, this poem is indeed a spring breeze, but what... Dan!"

Zhao Xinger threw the fold in her hand into the red sandalwood box, and vigorously pressed a rabbit pen into the inkstone from the new pen holder. She walked away. The pen was thin, the thick ink was gradually thin, and the small order was completed.

Pearl leaned over curiously and took a closer look. It was written on the rice paper:

"The moon is like washing, the light is like the old, and the red wall is thin;

The jade dew is dry, the flowers are broken, and the courtyard is still there. What does Ma's father ask for?

No, No, No.

The world is thin, don't ask for it, and tears flow first because of the column;

The green pen is broken, and the wind is candlelit,

Small hairpin, no way to throw,

No, no, no."

Pearl frowned, and the sadness and sadness revealed between the lines made her very uneasy. She turned to Zhao Xinger and asked, "Princess, what's the name of this little order?"

"The hairpin phoenix!"

After saying that, Zhao Xinger's rolled-sleeved box left, and the back made Pearl look distressed.

Life is alive, and it is probably unsatisfactory. If you go to two or three, there are still five or six! What's more, people born in the imperial family?

At noon that day, the world was shocked!

The emperor married the Qin family, and the eldest princess recruited the grandson of Qin Hu as the fast son-in-law of the east bed!

But what is interesting is that the wedding date has been postponed for two years!

Who can understand the deep meaning of the dong's rebellion into the east bed?