Rebirth of the Black-bellied Princess Mo - Chapter 813

In the sachet, there was the pear flower that Gu Shiqing gave her back then, which was carefully preserved and stuffed inside after being dried by Shi Fuli.

Now, it is swayed out, swaying in the wind, and falling into the dust alone.

At that moment, the softest place in her heart fell apart.

Shi Fuli’s lips parted slightly, although her whole body was screaming with blood, she didn’t yell at Lingqin in the end.

She walked over quickly and picked up the sachet rags and the dried and broken pear flower.

Shi Fuli’s head was buried low, only the long eyelashes trembled uncontrollably, like the wind destroying the wings of a dragonfly.

When she fled and was about to leave the Huiwang Mansion, she looked back at the flowery backyard, and her eyes stopped for a moment on the proudly standing peony.

The moment in her eyes reflected the graceful and luxurious peony in full bloom, which made her straighten her waist silently, no longer sullen, and walked straight out of the door, and lifted out the rags and residual flowers that she was holding tightly.

At the sunset of the Qiqiao Festival, laughter and laughter spread everywhere in Chang’an.

Along the way, there are embroidery workshops and brocade workshops, and the hanging brocade embroidery shines brighter and brighter in the twilight of the sunset.

Her eyes fell on the sachets embroidered with five-color auspicious patterns, and when she looked back, she saw the delicate thing she had painstakingly embroidered, and she only wanted to hang it on that person’s waist.

But now, those broken pieces of cloth are being crowded with people, thousands of people trampling on thousands of people…

After Shi Fuli returned to the house, she cried bitterly all night. After that night, the hazy beauty in her heart about the girl Huaichun collapsed and vanished into ashes.

She is a splendid flower with a face that everyone can see. Since servile and submissiveness cannot replace Gu Shiqing’s love and affection, she must stand at the highest point, so that he can only look up.

She entered the palace draft voluntarily, and the emperor did not treat her differently at first.

In the harem, there is no shortage of beautiful women.

What’s more, it’s those beauties who have tried their best to compete for beauty.

Zhongguo returned to Chang’an after nine deaths. I felt pity for her crying pear blossoms and rain, but it was just because she had said goodbye to Gu Shiqing as soon as she entered the palace gate.

At that time, Shi Fuli didn’t have much ambition, she just wanted to prove it to Gu Shiqing.

For the sake of love, she can feel wronged and humble herself for him, or she can abandon her love and stand at the highest point in the world, accepting the worship of all people.

Including him… Gu Shiqing!

However, Shi Fuli, who has a brilliant appearance, although successfully climbed the dragon couch, was not as full of favor as she wished.

Fortunately, her stomach was full of energy, and she soon became pregnant. Although her status was not high, the honor of giving birth to a prince still gave her a place in the palace.

Concubine Li initially asked Zhong Guo to set up the mausoleum gate outside the palace, but it was in order to get hold of the concubines and relatives of the harem, so that her life in the harem could be like a duck to water.

And the reason why she was really favored was because she accidentally discovered that the emperor had detained a woman outside the palace.

That woman is the hostess of the Miao family incense shop… Yue Xinli.

During those days, Shi Fuli secretly watched Mochizuki Xinli more diligently than the emperor.

When she learned that Yue Xinli was already a married woman, and she could still make the emperor haunt her dreams, this fact made her jealous.

At that time, everyone thought that Yue Xinli had committed suicide by hanging, but in fact, Concubine Li tricked her into writing a suicide note and pretended to help her escape from the palace.

But after Yue Xinli left behind the seal, Shi Fuli asked Zhong Guo to hang her on a white silk ribbon.

Yue Xinli’s death made the emperor very sad, but he had nowhere to tell.

At this time, Concubine Li, who was wearing a blue dress and imitating Yue Xinli’s frown and smile, appeared in the emperor’s field of vision. In an instant, Shi Fuli saw something lit up in his eyes.

She knew what that gleam of light represented, and every time Zhong Guo looked at her, the brilliance was enduring for a long time.

Just as Shi Fuli wished, she was pulled by the emperor onto the dragon couch. She wanted to refuse, but she was shy, and her clothes were lightly faded. She closed her eyes and hugged this person she had never loved, but she had to embrace him under him. The man who was soft and submissive, Gu Shiqing’s face was in her mind at every moment.

And the man who held her happily every night, always accompanied by the pleasure of catharsis, called her: “Ali…”

Yes, Ah Li.

No, Ali.

At this time, she would comfort herself, what does it matter to live a false life?

Anyway, I don’t love this person next to my pillow, this is just the price I paid to make Gu Shiqing look up to her.

Shi Fuli lived a splendid and prosperous life as she wished.

When she entered the palace, her position was always there, even if she gave birth to Xiao Yanjun, she was just a talented person.

But now she is just acting as another person, but she was directly named a concubine.

In previous years’ palace banquets, she didn’t even have the qualifications to be seated, but now, she was finally able to stand beside the man and accept Gu Shiqing’s look up.

However, Concubine Li saw the envious light in everyone’s eyes, but only did not see even the slightest fluctuation in the eyes of the man she dreamed of.

He was very respectful to himself, but he was quiet and alienated, and even his breathing was not disturbed at all.

However, when he turned back to his seat and bowed his head to speak to Princess Hui, the expression on his face was so lively.

The cups and gills were intertwined, and the glazed lamp shook slowly, shining on Princess Hui’s slightly red face, making her originally ordinary and mediocre appearance like a peach blossom.

That is the unique beauty that Gu Shiqing gave her, and that is the moving color that Shi Fuli can’t render no matter how many golden hairpins and beads on her crown.

At that moment, she felt a cold aura slowly rising from her heart, swimming towards her limbs and bones, and finally cutting her heart and lungs repeatedly like a knife, the pain was unstoppable, and she hated wildfire.

The sympathetic smile of Qin Se and Ming stabbed her eyes deeply, making her shy and closing her eyes, and the emperor gently suggested: “The sons of Prince Hui’s mansion are weak, the emperor should reward more beauties and spread the branches and leaves. Yes.”

Before the emperor opened his mouth, Gu Shiqing had already pulled Princess Hui out of the queue, and first declined the kindness of Concubine Li, and took the two beautiful couples in Beijing, Du Hanfei, Princess Yirou, Hou Ye and Zhao Lansheng as examples.

Expressed that he did not want to be in the government, and only wanted to accompany his wife.

Hou Ye naturally helped Gu Shiqing to speak, and this matter was over.

However, Gu Shiqing rejected the emperor’s attitude, his thick voice and affectionate eyes, like a sharp blade stabbed in Concubine Li’s heart.

It hurts when you touch it, and it hurts when you don’t touch it.