Unexpected Marriage Meets Mr.Right - V3.C42
The ugly time has passed, the night is deep, and the night at the end of summer is no longer hot and dry. It’s time to sleep well. The Emperor didn’t come here tonight. There was only a red lantern left in the Qingfeng hall. The maid in waiting sat on the steps and took a nap. The courtyard was so quiet that she could only hear the rustle of the breeze blowing through the leaves.
In the dark night, a slim figure slowly pushed open the door and walked towards the side door. She just came out of the door, and another slender figure followed her.
On the Palace Road in the middle of the night, there was a palace lantern in the distance. Poria cocos watched the figure trotting all the way, her eyebrows locked tightly. That day, when she went back with silk in her arms, the master asked her to pay attention to what’s wrong with everyone in Qingfeng hall. Lan’er and several maids in the palace were all curious. Only Xia Yin hid far away and didn’t look at her. She had been paying attention to her for several days, and she still moved tonight.
Xia Yin is very careful, while running around to observe, Poria cocos afraid to be found by her, dare not too close. With a while, Poria cocos gradually found that the direction of Xiayin?? Seems to be Lingyun palace?
Fuling guessed correctly. Xia Yin went to the back door of Lingyun palace, knocked twice, and the door opened. Xia Yin immediately flashed in, and the door closed again. Too far away, Poria cocos couldn’t see who was opening the door for Xia Yin. She was just about to get closer. When Xia Yin went out, she could see who was the person who was inside. Then she stepped out. A male voice suddenly said, “who?”
The sudden low ah startled Fuling heart fierce jump, had not had time to react, a long sword blocked her way. Although the sword didn’t come out of its sheath, it was so murderous that Poria cocos didn’t dare to move.
“Who are you? Which palace The indifferent male voice sounded again. Fuling looked up at the owner of the sword. It was a man in the uniform of the imperial guards. The tall figure under the cover of the night did not know when she had stood in front of her. Her dark cold eyes were staring at her, and the eyes were still sharp.
This guy?? It looks familiar, but where have you seen it? Poria cocos can’t remember for a moment.
The man was obviously impatient, and glanced at the palace card with Poria cocos hanging on his waist. Poria cocos only felt a pain on his waist, and the palace card had been pulled down.
Mingze took a look at the waist token in his hand. The delicate white jade is clear and warm. Is it the waist token of a female official? Carefully look at the words above, the front is written with Qingfeng hall, and the back is engraved with five products – Poria cocos.
Qingfeng hall? She’s the woman around her? Mingze carefully looked at the woman named Fuling. Her face was pretty and her eyes were quiet. Facing his sword, her face only changed slightly, and she didn’t lose color. Take back the sword, Mingze cold voice asked: “so late, what are you doing here?”
Poria cocos secretly deep breath, let oneself calm down just light back way: “the day is too hot, can’t sleep to walk around.”
Is it hot? This excuse is obviously not very clever, but it also makes people speechless. Ordinary eunuchs in the palace, if not sent by their master, can’t walk around in the palace after Xushi. However, the grade of Fuling is one step higher than that of his third-class bodyguard from Wupin. It’s not his turn to walk around and “enjoy the cool”. Mingze mocks himself. He returns the white jade palace card to her, and her face is still cold. He says, “it’s late, please go back.”
Eyes Piao over the closed door, Poria Ling worried that when Xia Yin came out, she would be frightened to see that she was deadlocked with the bodyguard. After receiving the waist token from Mingze, Fuling leaves quickly.
Poria cocos walk in front, Mingze follow behind, he looks tall, but the pace is very light, if it is not the shadow of the moon cast a long shadow, Poria cocos several times can not feel someone behind. The shadow has been following her, Poria cocos finally stopped, turned around and asked: “what are you doing with me?”
Mingze coldly back a: “the end will be night patrol.”
Poria cocos is a little annoyed, but it can’t attack. It seems that he won’t give up if he doesn’t watch her enter Qingfeng Hall tonight. Poria cocos wants to get rid of Mingze quickly. She is in a hurry. When she turns around, she is tripped by her skirt, “ah!” Poria cocos low call, voice did not stop, arm was forced up a lift, faltered for a while, Poria cocos finally stood firm.
She looks calm. How can she trip? Is it true that if there is a master, there will be slaves? Think of that rainy night, green maple was wet by rain, a embarrassed look, Mingze unconsciously raised his lips.
Poria cocos was supposed to say thanks. When she looked up, she saw that he was smiling between his eyebrows. Although it was very light, he was really smiling. The smile broke the cold and hard radian on his face, and the whole person looked much softer. Was her wrestling so funny?!
Shaking off Mingze’s hand, Fuling quickened her pace, almost trotting back all the way, regardless of whether the people behind her were still following. To the side door of Qingfeng hall, Fuling wants to push the door in, only to find that the door is locked from the inside. Is Xia Yin back? Or did the eunuch find the side door unlocked during the night patrol? Poria cocos ponders, that long shadow appears again behind him, Poria cocos secretly scolds a, this person is simply Haunted!
But under, Poria cocos can only knock on the door gently, for a long time, inside the door comes the voice of the little maid of Honor: “who?”
“It’s me, Poria cocos.”
The door opened quickly. The little maid in waiting leaned out her head and saw that it was her. She quickly opened the door and asked, “sister Fuling? Why are you still out so late? ”
“Go in.” Poria cocos naturally won’t answer her, push the little maid in. Across the door, Poria cocos looked back, behind where there are people? He?? Anyone here?Poria cocos stands at the door and looks around. The little maid looks at the door strangely. The moon is dancing and the tree is shaking. There are several palace lanterns in the distance. There is not even a ghost on the palace road. “What are you looking at, sister Fuling?” asked the little maid
“Nothing.” Back to God, Poria closed the door.
Poria cocos didn’t ask the little maid whether Xia Yin came back. In her puzzled eyes, she went straight back to her room.
Into the house, Poria cocos light against the window lattice, want to see when Xia Yin back, wait for half an hour, still did not see her figure. Poria cocos yawned, the waist tag between the sleeves slipped out, stroked the cool white jade, the cold face flashed in his mind, and the faint smile on his lips, who is he? Why does she feel familiar?
Begonia is not so delicate as Paeonia lactiflora. It adapts to the new soil. It grows more and more green. Its leaves condense with dew and sway slightly in the morning light, reflecting a beautiful halo.
After a half open window, Qingfeng sits in front of the bronze mirror, holding her cheek with one hand, looking at the Begonia outside the window. She is still in a good mood. After a long time, Poria cocos, who has always been sharp in hand and foot, hasn’t combed her hair. Through the bronze mirror, Qingfeng sees that Poria cocos behind her is slightly lowering her head, combing her hair with or without her hand Yes, she didn’t find out.
“Why are you so preoccupied?” Clear voice suddenly rang out, Poria cocos back to God, on the bronze mirror in the green maple smile eyes, Poria cocos some embarrassed shook his head back: “nothing.”
Qingfeng Xiumei slightly pick, obviously don’t believe her words, Poria cocos don’t open eyes, while the hair into a bun, said: “maidservant to the silk weaving room to inquire, those silk is made of jade silkworm spit silk, very valuable, only the Empress Dowager and the palace’s favorite master is qualified to get some, these two seasons only Lingyun palace people to get three.”
“And?? Last night, Xia Yin went to Lingyun palace. ” After hesitating for a while, Fuling continued: “she went in through the side door. It was too dark. I didn’t see who she was meeting.”
“Continue to look at her and see who she is close to besides Lingyun palace.” Getting along with Zhen Zhen these days, Qingfeng thinks that she is a gentle and noble person. Will such a person use such a vicious way to make her unable to conceive? Although Qingfeng did not believe it, he did not dare to relax.
“By the way, you should go to inquire about it these days. Who is responsible for the investigation of my sister’s falling into the water, and the four eunuchs. How are they now?”
“Yes.” Poria cocos should be a low voice, see her a morning spirit are some trance, Qingfeng took her hand comb, soft voice said: “last night did not sleep well, I don’t need you to accompany here, you go to sleep.”
Facing the worried eyes of Qingfeng, Fuling felt warm in her heart. She picked up the gold hairpin and gently put it into her bun. Fuling said with a smile: “I’m not tired.” She was just thinking about whether or not she should tell the master about what she was stopped by the bodyguard yesterday. It’s just that he doesn’t look like a man of many things. It’s better to do more than less.
Poria cocos seems to have something on her mind that she doesn’t want to say, and Qingfeng doesn’t ask much. When she finishes her hair, Qingfeng goes to the scroll that has been painted for several days and whispers, “help me polish my ink.”
Poria cocos will grind the good ink on the side, green maple staring at the scroll for a long time did not take a pen. She likes to paint at one go, even if there are flaws, she will not care, but this painting she painted for several days, just to show the best mohin effect. After fumigating the brush with ink and quickly passing through the clean water in the brush washing, the green maple draws with the brush. The ink runs across the paper, leaving shallow ink marks. Interwoven with yesterday’s ink, it has a misty feeling.
After drawing the last stroke, Qingfeng breathed a sigh and finally finished. Poria Ling looked at the picture scroll lying on the Dafang table and sighed: “the master’s painting, mounted directly, is an excellent painting. I’m afraid I can’t grasp the charm of it when I embroider it for the people in the silk weaving room.” Although she doesn’t know much about painting and calligraphy and embroidery, she can still see it. The wanton and artistic conception of the ink along with the writing can’t be seen in the way of embroidery.
What she wants is that the embroiderer can’t work it out! At the beginning, she proposed to prepare the celebration gifts with huifei, but only for the opportunity and reason to approach her. Qingfeng never wanted to give her paintings to the silk weaving room for embroidery. She just didn’t want to miss any chance to catch Yan Hongtian’s eyes. Yan Hongtian doesn’t matter to her, whether it’s novelty hunting or exploitation. What she wants is not his love.
“Let’s give it to huifei for evaluation, and we’ll know if we can embroider it.” Qingfeng has always been confident in her calligraphy and painting. Now she is looking forward to what kind of evaluation Zhen Zhen will give.
When the ink was dry, it was already afternoon. When Qingfeng and Fuling came to Lingyun palace, a man in official uniform was coming out from inside. The man saw that she was stunned for a moment and quickly bowed to one side. Qingfeng took a look at the medicine box in his hand, stopped in front of him and asked, “are you the imperial doctor who is going to see huifei?”
The man half knelt down to salute a way: “Chen Lin Feng has seen green concubine Niang Niang.”
“Dr. Lin, what’s the matter with empress huifei? It’s been almost a month, but she’s not getting well?” And these days, it seems, things are getting worse and worse. Zhen Zhen hardly stays in his soft bed and lies down all day long.
“Empress Hui?”?? Body deficiency, wind evil into the body, need to slowly conditioningQingfeng was just a casual question. Lin Feng’s cautious and nervous appearance made her suspicious. Lin Feng was still half kneeling on the ground. Instead of calling him to get up, Qingfeng squatted down, looked at him in the same way, and said softly, “you should know that huifei’s body is delicate. If you delay her illness, you don’t have enough brains.”
Lin fengwanwan didn’t expect that Qingfeng would squat down and talk to him. He didn’t dare to look at Qingfeng. He knelt down and lowered his head. When he heard the word “head” that Qingfeng deliberately added, his body trembled unconsciously.
“Sister, don’t embarrass him. I know my body and I’ll take care of it. Dr. Lin, step back. ” The soft female voice rings out behind him, which makes Lin Feng feel relieved. He salutes in a hurry and exits the door.
Why is he so frightened? Looking at the direction of Lin Feng’s departure, Zhen Zhen went forward with rare enthusiasm and said with a smile, “is my sister’s painting finished?”