MTL - The Job of an Imperial Concubine-Chapter 81

After Zhu Xi was sent to the Queen's Palace, the Queen did not say anything, but the second day of the Hee Hee Palace received a lot of rewards from the Queen.

Zhuang Luo looked at the precious medicinal materials of the palace satin pearl jade, and there was a smile on the face. The queen was really angry this time. Regardless of the position of the other party, at least in this matter, the Queen’s anger is not Will be under yourself.

The Queen’s position is the same as himself, and many things are less troublesome.

"Mother, a few days is the cold food festival, the slaves will hear that there will be swings on that day, and there is a swing dance..." The meaning of Yun Xi's words is very clear, and it is really worried about Zhuangluo.

In the folk, there are many activities in the Cold Food Festival, but for the women in the harem, they can neither go out and go to the embarrassment, but even more embarrassed to throw away the image to hook, so the cold food swing is a good means to attract the attention of the emperor. Now Zhuangluo's wounds have not healed, not to mention swinging, I am afraid that it will be good to pass the direction of the Emperor's Mausoleum.

"It’s also very interesting to appreciate the half-sex drama. Why do you have to stick to the half-scent?" Zhuang Luo took out a peeled and eviscerated scorpion from the plate. "The swing has a view on the swing, the swing There are also unique features."

The cold food festival has both cold food and nature. It naturally shows that this day has to avoid fire. Zhuangluo wakes up in the morning and uses a few cold cakes. After drinking a few mouthfuls of small kitchens, I always feel a little tired. After gargle with water, he sat in front of the mirror and dressed up.

Since she was injured, she has never been to the Queen's Palace. Her blood loss is serious. Secondly, she didn't come to the brain and hurts. After she didn't want to cope with those women, her brain became painful.

Taking advantage of Yun Xili's own combing of the cross, Zhuang Luo yawned, holding his chin on his hand, until there was a cold touch on the forehead, she opened her eyes and then in the mirror. I saw a small Huasheng hanging on my forehead. A small ruby-sized ruby ​​in the middle happened to hang between the two eyebrows, reflecting the white skin, and there was no sense of beauty.

Although her dress today is gorgeous but not gorgeous, it is quite suitable for her present status. At least this is because after the last paper incident, once again the scenery appeared in front of people, too cold and too bright.

"There are a lot of masters in the Imperial Garden today. Some of the masters who had been reprimanded by the emperor must have come." Yun Xi replaced the hand with a bead wrapped in a gold plaque in the middle of the plaque, laughing. Blessed the body, "Celebrate the goddess to be honored again."

Zhuang Luo picked up a jade bracelet and put it on, and stood up and smiled. "You are sweet."

As a beggar, it is not qualified to give the first emperors a fragrant hoe, but they are arranged according to the position, and they are finished with the fragrant hoe. After the fragrance is finished, it is the swing of our hearts.

Holding the clouds and listening to the bamboo in the Imperial Garden, I saw some squats sitting on the swings, they were bold or subtle, but they were all fluttering, laughing more beautiful than one.

Zhuang Luozhen sat on the side, watching the beauty of the various colors flying in the air, it is also pleasant.

"High point, high again, too short!"

The crisp sound with the hearty laughter makes Zhuangluo’s curiosity look at it. It’s a woman with a pink skirt. It’s already very high, but it’s also called a slave who pushes the swing. This woman has some look familiar.

"The niece, that is a flower talent." Yun Xi saw Zhuang Luo's look, and he said: "You saw it some time ago."

"I said how to be familiar with some of the familiar," Zhuang Luo still looked at her. "She is courageous."

Yun Xi is silent, but I don’t know what the timidity of the empress is.

Feng and the Queen went to the Royal Garden to enjoy the swing, and saw the tall figure on the swing frame. "Who is that?"

Gao Dezhong, who was behind him, looked up and said, "Go back to the emperor, that is the flower talent of Tao Yuge."

"Tao Yuge?" Feng Shan eyebrows fretting, want to say anything, eyes turned, but saw a lonely sitting in the corner figure. Today, the Royal Garden is extremely lively. Even Shugui and Ningsong are sitting on the swing frame, and Zhuangluo only sits and eats the temperatureless cake or fruit.

Seeing the emperor seems to have read all the masters in the Imperial Garden. The eunuchs behind Gao Dezhong’s eunuchs sang loudly: “The emperor drove.” At this time, the swingers on the swings all rushed down the swings. Gifts, but the flowers that are too high are slower than others, and they are particularly conspicuous among the people.

In the harem, who is not a human being, and the talented person is so busy, it is not enough to see.

Feng looked at the flowers in front of him like a white rabbit panicked, and the footsteps paused, and then... a turn carefully raised the other side of the Zhuangluo, "How did love come out, although today the sun is shining But there are some winds, so be careful."

"Back to the emperor, there is nothing. I have been staying in the house recently. It is also very boring. Today is a cold food. If you stay in the palace, you will become a fool." Zhuang Luo shuns the emperor's movement and stands straight. I sneered at the emperor.

"Hey, you are not smart," the Queen took her hand and let her go. "You haven't healed your wounds, you can't swing, wait for someone to perform a swing, and watch it."

"There must be a good look at that," Zhuang Luo smiled and looked at the flowers next to the eyes, and then as the emperor walked to a flower stand, a swing frame was placed on the flower stand, and tables and chairs were placed around the table. Fruit and fruit snacks.

Looking for the right position to sit down, sitting on her head is still Xu Zhaorong, just seeing Xu Zhaorong, found that she seems to be awkward, it seems that Xu Zhaorong is not a rumor.

Found that Zhuang Luo was watching himself, Xu Zhaorong looked back with a blank expression, and then retracted his eyes coldly.

"Xu Zhaorong's sister is not very good. It rained in the first two days, but it was cold?" Zhuang Luo smiled and asked.

"Zhao Xianrong has thought a lot, this palace is very good," Xu Zhaorong smiled and smiled at Zhuangluo. "You have hurt your brain, but you must raise it."

I was already accustomed to Xu Zhaorong's weakness and versatility. Suddenly this became normal, and Zhuangluo was still somewhat uncomfortable. But what exactly makes this suddenly look like an elegant mourning?

At this time, the performance of the swing dance began. A woman in a red dress with a flying scorpion slammed into the flower stand, and after giving a ceremony to everyone, she went to the swing frame.

As the swing frame gradually swayed, the red woman began to dance on the swing frame, and it was wonderful to raise the hand, and it was impossible to see these dangerous moves on the swing frame.

Zhuang Luozhen looked at the dance in surprise, and when the swing high-heeled woman came up with an upside down golden hook, when the swing fell and the woman quickly turned up, Zhuangluo almost exclaimed.

"what!"

She didn't make a sound, but someone made a sound, and it was a flowery, innocent flower. It seems that he noticed his own gaffe, and the flower was red.

"嗤" I don’t know how to laugh, but the sound is not big, but it is enough for everyone to hear.

In the harem, where are the innocent and petty people, the flowers are really nothing. Zhuang Luo’s line of sight fell on the dancer again, until she finished the dance, she exclaimed the opening: “It’s really wonderful and dangerous, and I’m seeing a cold sweat.”

"This palace has long guessed that you love to watch this performance, but now it is really true." The Queen is not much surprised by this dance. There are many dances in the palace every year. The dance is amazing. Things can make her unexpected.

"It’s a trick to let the goddess look at the jokes," Zhuang Luo said, uncomfortably coughing. "Even the empress of the empress has seen that he likes this swing dance, and he will give each good head and reward."

"Zhao Xianrong is generous," Xu Zhaorong stared at the closeness of Zhuangluo and the Queen. "It’s just that you don’t know when you go to the palace. This swing dance is not that rare."

"The maiden is more beautiful than the ancestral palace," Zhuang Luo sneered at Xu Zhaorong. "It’s inevitable that you will be late in the palace."

The rest of Xu Zhaorong’s words have not yet been finished. Feng Shuang, who sat on the top of the list, opened his mouth: “Since Zhao Xianrong has given the color head, he added some, reward!” The Queen saw it and followed the reward.

Xu Zhaorong has a white face, and the emperor’s behavior is to protect Zhuangluo.

"I think this swing is so thrilling, it’s really scary." The flowery person looked up and took a quick look back. "I am really worried that this dancer will fall."

Yan Cai, who was sitting next to her, glanced at her and looked at the cake in front of her in silence.

A good, innocent, kind and talented person.

Zhuang Luo faintly looked at the flowers and looked at him. "In his position, he took his job. The flower is bold, but the heart is too much." Who will look like this white lotus?

When Feng heard the words of Zhuang Luo, he looked at the Huacai people and paused: "This is a small palace in the palace. There is no rule. Is there a place for her to interject?"

"The emperor, this is the flower talent of the new palace. You have to take care of everything, and you must remember it." The Queen smiled.

"It’s no wonder that there is no such rule. Zhao Xianrong can speak up and dare to talk back." Feng Jin did not look at the pale-faced flower talent. "Remove her tooth card and don't need her to serve in the future."

Therefore, the flower talent has become a joke in the harem, Zhuang Luo is so happy to imitate his own Xibei goods were thrown into the cold palace.

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