MTL - The White-Haired Imperial Concubine-Chapter 44 Yiqi Hongchen Concubine Laugh (2)

044 One Riding Red Dust Concubine Laugh (2)

Manxi gently shook his head and smiled: "You, half of your son, you can't endure the effort of a pillar of incense. What about Xiao Sha? Recently, he has always been blind and he is more busy than me."

When Linger heard it, he immediately pouted and complained, "Yes, master, every time I find something with him, I can't find anyone. You have to talk about him well."

He smiled slightly, just raised his eyes to see the butler of Zhulin Wailiang came over and held a few boxes towards him, saluting her: "Mrs. Xi, this is what the General just sent back, saying yes The Emperor's reward. Please look at my wife. "

She glanced symbolically, nothing more than gold and silver jewellery, satin, and when she saw the last delicate wooden box, her eyes lighted up and she stood up immediately.

Linger was curious: "Master, what is this?"

"Litchi." The crimson color looked very fresh. He took a cold, cold touch in his hands, and felt extremely comfortable on this intense summer. She dialed the upper layer and saw that there was some crushed ice wrapped underneath. In this world, there are very few fruits, especially lychee, which is not easy to store. In this era of underdeveloped transportation, it is often no longer fresh when transported to Beijing. And ice cubes are rare to see.

Liang Guanshi smiled respectfully and said, "Mrs. is very knowledgeable. Xiangmei, this box of litchi is left for his wife."

Manran waved his hand: "No need, leave a little early adopters, send the rest to the cellar, and wait for the general to return to his house."

"Yes, Madam." Liang Guanshi smiled comfortably, and then led everyone back. Manchu peeled the lychee shell, and a long-lost sense of familiarity rose from the bottom of her heart. She didn't remember how long she hadn't eaten the lychee. These fruits are not available in Qiyun Kingdom, and only the Imperial Palace can be found in the capital of Heaven.

Linger laughed: "Master, the general is really good to you. No matter what the emperor rewards, the general will always send it back to the master for the first time."

He smiled slightly, his eyes dangling, and he did not speak. When Linger looked at her, she always felt that there was a touch of melancholy between her eyebrows, and she asked, "Master, do you know? Now, all the women in Beijing are envying the master to marry one. What a good husband. But why do you think you ... are not happy at all? "

For a long time, these days, she has not thought about whether she is happy or unhappy. Fu treats her very well, so impeccable, except for official business, wherever he goes, he will take her with him. No matter where he is, he always cares for her and cares for her, never forbids outsiders. Be present. Such care made her feel unreal and too deliberate. It was more like showing to others and proclaiming to the world how good he was to her. Even so, she should be content. Fu Zhao does n’t have a room. She does n’t have to face the intrigue between women. Such a peaceful life has always been what she asked for, but why ca n’t she be happy?

Linger again said: "When I did n’t come to the kingdom of heaven before, I felt that the master had a lot of thoughts. Later, when he came to the kingdom of heaven, the mind of the master was more than before. The master and son have passed so long. Complaining to the emperor? "

After one year, it doesn't matter if you have any complaints, everyone has their own position. After all, she is getting better now. Man slowly stood up, looking at the clouds in the sky, his voice was misty, and said, "I'm not unhappy, it's fine now." My heart is like a stagnation, my life is calm, there is nothing bad. She peeled a lychee and handed it to Linger, saying, "You taste it too."

Linger took a sip and nodded again and again and said, "Well, it's really delicious. Unfortunately, that box is too small."

Man Man said: "This box is quite a lot. I heard that only Jiangnan produces litchi, and it is so fresh when it is shipped to Beijing. It must be a fast horse. I don't know how many people changed along the way and how many horses fell."

Linger didn't understand it, he only said, "If the master likes it, just let the general send someone to Jiangnan to speed up and bring him back. Anyway, there are people under the general, and he is so good to the master, he will definitely agree."

The man smirked and said, "You think I'm Yang Guifei." The red princess smiled, and no one knew it was litchi. The beautiful love between the legendary woman and the emperor left nothing except to prove that "the most ruthless emperor's house". She never wanted to be shocked, but only wanted a smooth life. However, such a meager desire still failed in the end.

Linger wondered: "Who is Yang Guifei?"

Man said: "An ancient man."

Linger said, "Oh," what seemed to remind him, saying, "The lord said that lychees are produced in Jiangnan. Isn't Jiangnan a land from the king?"

The man shook his hand, and after peeling half of the lychee, he fell to the ground and rolled away. That name hasn't been mentioned for a long time. One year ago, after three days in the black room, despite the strong opposition of the Emperor Lin, he resolutely left the capital and went to the fiefdom. No one knew why. In the new year, all places have tribute, but there is no tribute in Jiangnan. With his temperament and his disgust to the palace, how can he quickly send litchi to Beijing?

She thought of God by herself, and Linger called her several times and she didn't hear it.

"Rong Le, what are you thinking? So immersed." I do not know when Fu Zhao has appeared beside her.

Diverted back, smiling slightly, "How did the general come back so early today?"

Fu Zhao shook her hand habitually, took her to sit down, and smiled, "Why, don't you like me to return early?"

He smiled lightly: "Of course not. I just think ... weird." She has become accustomed to holding her hand. Since she is already a husband and wife, she always tries to accept the other's approach. After sitting down, she suddenly turned her eyes, looked at him, and smiled: "The lychee rewarded by His Majesty today is very fresh."

Fu Zhaowei said, "Litchi? Your Majesty's reward today is only gold and silver jewelry. Where's the litchi?"

For a moment, Linger hurriedly said, "General, some, slaves also ate. You see, there was a careless drop on the ground just now."

Fu Zhao followed the direction of her finger and saw the round lychee rolling down on the ground. His eyes were sharp and he shouted to the outside of the bamboo forest: "Xiang Ying."

"Subordinates are here."

Fu Zhao turned back and asked, "When will Your Majesty's reward today be a litchi?"

Xiang Ying said: "Back to the general, his subordinates sent his subordinates back to the house by the command of the general. Soon after he left the palace, the father-in-law Chen chased after his subordinates and said that we had one less. Also said ... this box of litchi It's for Madam. "

Suddenly, there was a sense of confusion in the long and calm heart, holding his hand, and his fingertips were pale. The Emperor Lin had a lingering fear for her because of a year ago. Why did she give her precious things for no reason?

Fu Zhao's face was slightly heavy, his eyes were deep, and he looked back at her and said, "It seems that he has already arrived in Beijing. It's really fast. It takes only five days for such a long distance."

She looked down, her thick eyelashes like a fan trembling slightly, and involuntarily asked softly, "Who did the general say?"

Fu Zhaoqing smiled, and the smile seemed to have a special meaning, saying: "Natural Li Wang."

The man knew that this was the answer, but his heart was still a little unconscious. Fu Zhao held her hand again and asked, "What happened to you, why is your hand so cold in such a hot day?"

Withdrawing his hand without a trace, he randomly picked up a chess piece and smiled lightly: "I'm fine. He ... I mean Li Wang, doesn't he not like the palace? Why would he come back?"

Fu Cho asked, "How did Rongle know he didn't like the palace?"

He was clearly smiling, and he always had a mild smile, but she felt a sense of coldness inexplicably. Manyan turned his eyes, spread his palms, and unconsciously, he was holding a sunspot. She lowered her eyes and remained silent for a while.

Fu Zhao didn't seem to care, and Fu smiled again: "After seven days, the palace has a flower-viewing feast. Come with me."

It was another banquet, and she frowned. Fu Zhao shook her hand, and the **** in the palm of his hand. He was very powerful, as if he wanted to crush the **** in the palm of his hand. After a while, Fang said: "Rongle, I know you didn't like that kind of occasion, but this time is your Majesty's will. All civil and military officials must bring their wives and daughters to participate. So, I have no choice but to ...

How sincere he was! He froze his lips and grieved. This was not a grievance, but it was an unwelcome entertainment. But why did the Emperor Lin ask the ministers to bring their wives and daughters to participate? Still in the decree way! She nodded and whispered, "OK."

Fu Zhu embraced her shoulders with a smile, helped her to stand up, and said softly, "Relax, there is me. I will not let others bully you."

She smiled and lowered her head without saying a word.

Night has fallen and the moon has not yet risen. A black hole in the sky.

Qingyou Garden, the most remote garden in General Weiguo's Mansion, has deep vegetation and looks a bit desolate, but it also feels a bit more natural. There is a natural pond against the courtyard wall in the garden. The water in the pond is very cool. In the summer, she likes to sit here alone after the night and brush the water with water to calm the hot and boring heart in the summer.

Fu Zhao accompanied her here tonight, stood behind her, and watched her flicking water quietly without saying a word. The surroundings are very quiet, with scattered yellow candlelights projecting far into the water, reflecting her white, slender fingers, with an indescribable sense of beauty. Fu Zhao resisted the steps he wanted to step forward, and gently looked away, looking away. 2k novel reading network