Thus, Ling Rong's singing rang every night in the Water Green Nanxun Hall. Devouring novel www.

No matter who is serving the bed, Lingrong's song of breaking clouds through the moon will still echo in the Taiping Palace.

Xuan Ling had to say that she was favored, nor was she too favored. According to the rules of favoring concubines, she was promoted to the position after serving the bed. The person who booked the sixth-rank beauty was originally between Meizhuang and Chun'er, and Lingrong had the lowest position. Now Meizhuang has been demoted to Changzai, and Chun'er is also Changzai, and Lingrong's status is only below me.

I was naturally happy to be promoted by Ling Rong. However, there was a hint of inexplicable loss and discomfort beyond the happiness, which was not as happy as Meizhuang was so devoted to her.

Perhaps, it was just for the picture of the crow that I saw by chance - the beauty is not as beautiful as the crow, and it still brings the shadow of the sun in Zhaoyang. Such a faint self-pity and envy...

It made me decide to support Ling Rong, but there was also a little grudge in my heart.

But in such a deep palace, Ling Rong has a life experience and situation, and it is reasonable to pity himself. I can't help but laugh at myself as not a tolerant and generous person. Even close friends and sisters like Ling Rong will also be suspicious. Zhen Huan, Zhen Huan, have you forgotten the days when you lived together in Zhen’s house and dated to each other?

A little relieved.

Ling Rong's favor seemed more like the second lady Miaoyin in the eyes of the harem. She was not from a high background and had a beautiful appearance. She was favored for her singing voice. However, Ling Rong was gentle and silent, not only was she gentle in things, but she was also cautious in treating the concubines, but she did not have the pride of the lady Miaoyin in the past. Not only was the queen satisfied with her, but Xuan Ling also praised her for being gentle and humble.

Ling Rong treats me as good as ever. Or, it is better. When I come back from the Queen's house every day, I will go to my Yifu Pavilion to sit in my intimate and harmonious attitude.

Ling Rong seemed to be unable to favor Xuan Ling, and was at ease. She always looked timid and responded carefully, which made people feel pity.

Ling Rong once cried and held my sleeves with tears in his eyes and said, "Does Ling Rong be stranger? Ling Rong is not interested in competing for favor."

I stopped my hand to trim the branches in the bottle and looked at her with a smile: "How could it be? I was too happy today. How could I be blamed by me?"

Ling Rong sobbed with a sincere look: "If my sister is unhappy at all, Ling Rong will never see the emperor again."

I didn't want to say anything, but she said this, but told me not to say anything. She just smiled and said, "Don't say that, it's like a child's angry words. No matter how I say it, I'm a matchmaker, why would the bride not see the groom for the matchmaker?"

Ling Rong burst into tears and smiled with a serious look: "Sister, why do you make fun of me? As long as you don't blame me." Her smile touched her waist and gently swung her golden hairpins and pearl tassels swaying with her figure, as she swayed a gorgeous light like morning light.

I just smiled and taught her how to use flowers, plants, branches and leaves to create the best-looking style.

I thought to myself that Xuan Ling was indeed good to Ling Rong. Ling Rong's residence naturally moved away from her original place and moved to the exquisite pavilion "Fanying Pavilion" by the Panyue Lake. Needless to say, the palace maids and internal supervisors were all rewarded every now and then, which was very generous. With Ling Rong's favor and the queen's secret help, Hua Fei gritted her teeth but was helpless, and she became more afraid of me. Finally, she felt a little relieved and focused on planning for Meizhuang.

Life maintains the surface calm and passes as always.

Since Ling Rong was favored, her moving singing aroused Xuan Ling's love for singing and dancing, so night banquets and carnivals were often held in the palace, and after the banquet, it was also rested in the Fanying Pavilion in Lingrong.

Since I entered the palace, I have never seen Xuan Ling so addicted to singing and dancing banquets, and I can't help but feel a little confused. However, when the queen talked privately, Xuan Ling once loved such singing and dancing parties, but after Empress Chunyuan passed away, she rarely became so lively.

The queen seemed to be unquestionable about the smile and joy that Ling Rong brought to Xuanling. She was calm and calm when she spoke. Her long eyelashes were like fins of a jackdaw. Her smooth skin was covered with a blue shadow. She was only focused on holding a five-flowered raccoon cat named "Pinezi". This raccoon cat is a rare animal for tribute to Miluo. Her fur is colorful, with uniform fur and smooth fur, like a good piece of satin. The gray and black patterns on her face were like the patterns on a tiger's face. Her green and faint tiger-shaped eyes were bright and energetic. What's more rare is that her temperament was tamed and was very gentle. The queen liked it very much. She once said that "tiger-shaped cats are unique and good at heart." In addition to eating and sleeping, she hugged them in her arms almost always.

The queen's slender white and porcelain-like fibrous fingers dyed the bright and bright crimson pill, like the most beautiful little rose rouge on the girl's lips, which was particularly eye-catching between the fur of the raccoon cat. She looked up at me and said, "Come here to hug the pine nuts, it is very well-behaved." My smile was a little hesitant, but I didn't dare to reach out. The queen smiled and suddenly said, "I forgot that you are afraid of cats."

I smiled and said, "The queen cares for me, and I take such a trivial matter to my heart."

The queen handed the raccoon cat to the palace maid beside her and smiled and said, "Actually, although I like it, I am always careful. After all, it is a beast. If you accidentally bite it and hurt yourself, it will be bad."

I lowered my eyebrows and smiled, "The Queen is too worried. You raised the pine nut, very gentle."

"Is that right?" the queen stroked the complex golden silk embroidery on her sleeve, and said with a smile: "It's hard to predict the human heart, let alone animals. The closer you are to be gentle, the easier it is to be careless."

There was something in the queen's words, but I just didn't understand. The queen didn't say it anymore, just laughed: "Concubine Hua seems to dislike An Meiren very much."

Hearing that Concubine Hua was very angry behind his back, he despised Ling Rong for the beauty, which made the emperor obsessed with him. Xuan Ling was not angry when he heard Concubine Hua's words, but said "woman jealousy" and laughed it off. Then he brought her with him at every banquet, and Ling Rong was even more humble, which made Concubine Hua's anger nowhere to be released.

That night, a night banquet was held in the palace as usual. The princes and nobles all came with their relatives, and they ate together and shouted long live the mountain.

A prosperous era, full of luxury and wealth.

Li Chang gently tapped his palms, and the sound of qin silk and bamboo in the hall sounded leisurely. Countless poses, long hair hanging down, and colorful embroidered flowers blooming, rushing into the hall like butterflies, singing and dancing. Each has an extremely charming face, a very graceful figure, flying neatly in the soft music and the eyes of everyone, flying out of graceful posture. When the soft arms danced, they were as vast as smoke and the fragrant wind blew, making people overwhelmed and dazzling.

The queen and Concubine Hua sat next to Xuan Ling, and I sat opposite Ling Rong and stayed with me.

The opposite Lingrong has a beautiful look, with a rosy lotus silk pipa collar and a purple silk emerald skirt underneath. The royal blue palace belt is wearing a fragrant gold-drink knot tied out like a willow waist, and the foggy cloud ring on the bun. A smile is as bright as jade. I can't help but sigh that although Lingrong, who is beautiful and charming under her makeup and favor, is not as beautiful as Hua Fei, she also has a Jiaona that she usually does not have, and is light in her gorgeousness.

Ling Rong slowly filled the wine in the cup and stepped forward slowly to serve Xuan Ling.

Xuan Ling took the drink with a smile. Concubine Hua smiled coldly and said nothing.

Concubine Tian smiled softly and said, "A beautiful man is attentive, but we are negligent as sisters. I feel really sorry."

Ling Rong blushed and said nothing, and hurriedly stepped back.

Xuan Ling said to Concubine Tian: "Take the fruit in front of you to me."

The noble man Tian was happy and said softly: "Yes." He smiled slightly: "The emperor has it too, why do you have to ask for me?"

Xuan Ling smiled slightly: "I see that you have fruits and don't care about eating fruits, but you'd rather give your fruits to me, so as not to be left in vain."

The noble man Tian blushed and didn't want a word to make Xuan Ling ridiculed him so much. He was stunned for a moment, and then he forced a smile: "The emperor likes to joke with me the most." After saying that, he didn't dare to talk more.

The brocade curtains hang lightly, and the fragrance of wine and the fragrance of women's powder tangle into an ambiguous and intoxicating sense.

Soruo accidentally gently covered the fan with a sandalwood fan and covered the corner of his mouth with a faint sneer.

Ling Rong's chess is indeed good, and she is very caring for Xuan Ling. However...

Several flower trees outside the hall are as red as elixirs under the last slanting rays, and the branches are swaying lightly, and the green shadows of thousands of bamboos behind them are reflected on the gorgeous window screen, making people wonder what tonight.

I suddenly felt that Changping laughed, and his richness was not as charming as the touch of clouds outside the window.

While no one was paying attention, he quietly retreated under the name of changing clothes.

The clouds in the sky cover a hazy crescent moon, and the moonlight walks among the lush palaces, white, like a silver pool of water in the broken ice, fearing that the sharp corners of the eaves of the palace would break its tranquility. The fragrance of flowers in the imperial garden was overflowing, and the thick light and faint shadows were densely intertwined and overlapped, shrouded in a silver halo.

It was the end of July, and the night was gradually no longer hot and the heat was cool.

The soft-bottomed embroidered shoes inlaid with pearls stepped on the stone slabs in the Nine-turn corridor, with the sound of the skirt rustling.

After walking far, I walked alone onto the tung flower platform.

The platform is called tung flowers, which is for people to climb high and look far away to wait for the four seasons. It means "tung flowers are thousands of miles away, and they keep talking in the morning."

The sycamore tree is the most chaste and loving tree.

In the past, Concubine Shu was lucky to be the former emperor Longqing, and the two were deeply in love. However, Emperor Longqing's mother, Empress Dowager Zhaoxian, was dissatisfied with Concubine Shu's criticized background and was not allowed to be enthroned in Ziao City. Emperor Longqing summoned skilled craftsmen in the country to build a tung flower platform in Taiping Palace to welcome Concubine Shu into the palace for enthronement. It was not until Empress Dowager Zhaoxian's death that Concubine Shu gave birth to the sixth prince Xuanqing, and he was granted the title of Concubine in Ziao City.

Occasionally, reading "History of Zhou", there are only a few records of this legendary concubine who was criticized by the origin but achieved a lifetime of love with the emperor. It says: "The concubine Ruan was the daughter of the governor of Pingzhang Ruan Yannian. She was seventeen years old. The emperor's family was very generous and favored by the six palaces. She was first established as a concubine and was given the title of Shu. In October of the tenth year, she gave birth to Prince Qing and was promoted to the imperial concubine. She performed the enthronement ceremony and issued an amnesty. The ritual system was the same. The emperor passed away and the concubine asked to leave Taoism."

It was a woman's life. However, the late emperor's favor for her showed a corner on the tung flower platform. The tung flower platform was three feet tall and nine feet high, all paved with white jade, jade buildings and pillars shining with auspicious colors. The edge of the platform was planted with auspicious trees and sycamore trees, with rich shade. I recall the spring and summer of that year, the flowers were as elegant as snow, or as light as purple as fog, with colorful flowers, and the fragrance was clear. Concubine Shu and the late emperor hugged each other to appreciate the flowers, murmuring and talking, what a beautiful and graceful scenery.

I sighed secretly, "The tung flowers are thousands of miles away, and I keep talking in the morning." What kind of love and deep affection is it.

During the four great dynasties, Emperor Longqing was the only one who loved one in his life. However, if the emperor only loved one, it might be the root cause of the chaos in the harem and the court.

Perhaps the emperor is destined to be treated with the rain and dew on the six palaces.

I smiled sadly. Since I understand this, why bother to add sadness?

This man has gone. The current Empress Dowager said that the tung flower platform is too extravagant and is not conducive to the country, and gradually becomes deserted. In addition, the platform is quite high and remote, and few people come here on weekdays. Even the palace maids and internal supervisors who are responsible for cleaning are lazy. Thick leaves and dust accumulate on the handrails and steps, and weeds are everywhere on the empty table. On that day, the trees are sluggish, while the weeds and wild flowers are thriving and full of vitality.

I was sad. No matter how beautiful or good the love was, it was just a flash of clouds.

Under the cold moonlight, there are small lush white flowers blooming in the corner of the platform, the vines are lush and green, winding and cute. The branches are as thin as women's moon eyebrows, the flowers are quietly filled with yellow, plain white and fragrant, and the thin petals still contain pure dewdrops, which are tender and unbearable to hold. I can't help but feel pity, and I carefully stretch out my hand to caress.

Suddenly, a clear voice came from behind: "Don't you know what kind of flower this is?"

I was shocked. This place is remote and desolate, why did a man's voice suddenly appear? But when he approached me, I didn't even realize it. I forced myself to suppress my fear, turned around and shouted sternly: "Who?"

After seeing the people clearly, he felt relieved. He knew that he was rude and felt embarrassed. However, he looked at me with a smile: "Why do you always ask who it is when you see Xiao Wang? It seems that Xiao Wang looks hard to impress."

I owed and said, "The prince always loves to appear behind people suddenly, which is inevitable that he will be frightened."

He smiled: "It was Concubine Jie who walked to Xiao Wang but didn't realize that Xiao Wang was really not hiding behind Concubine Jie."

The face was slightly hot, and the tung flower table was lush. Maybe I didn't realize that he had arrived long ago.

"Why didn't the prince speak out early? I'm rude."

His moonlight-like eyes turned slightly on my face, "I saw that Concubine Jie was very worried today, not like the past, so I didn't dare to disturb her. I didn't want to scare Concubine Jie, which was not what Xuanqing wanted." His tone was sincere, not as light as last time. The moonlight was light, and there was a sad look between his eyebrows.

I was secretly surprised, but I remained silent and said, "It's just a little drunk, thank you for your care."

He seemed to penetrate my secret sadness, but he had a faint smile as thin as fog and could not be exposed. He only said: "Jie Yu seems to like the little flower in Taijiao very much."

"Indeed, this flower is rarely seen in the palace, it is very unique."

He slowly walked over, reached out and picked up a flower and sniffed it lightly between his fingers: "This flower is called 'Xiyan'2. It should not be owned by the palace. People in the palace of "Fairy Flower" will not plant it."

I was slightly surprised: "Does flowers also say that they are poor? I think only women can be called poor."

He focused a little, as if he was thinking, but he smiled at me for a moment: "The person said that this flower is humble and only blooms in the corner of the wall, blooms in the evening, and witheres the next morning. He quietly contains the brilliance, and then falls and no one appreciates it. Therefore, this is the saying."

I also smiled: "Is this a bad life? Do I think this flower is very unique? Xi Yan?"

"It means a beautiful face under the setting sun." As soon as he finished speaking, he heard him speak in unison with me, and smiled unconsciously: "The prince also feels so?"

Xuanqing tonight was completely different from the previous time. She stood quietly and peacefully in the summer nights of the moonlight and flowers. Her voice was clear and like a crescent moon in the sky. I gradually relaxed and reached out to brush my hair blown by the wind.

He held his hand on the jade railing. The Taiping Palace under the moon was like a lake covered with broken diamonds and starry lights. More than ten thousand lamps, bead covers shining, tassel treasure belts, and bright. The light shook the red houses and gold on the floor, and the snow shone on the jade windows to make the palace.

I just feel that the wealth and prosperity are so far away from me, and only the small white flowers in the sky are blooming quietly in front of me.

"I heard that the beautiful woman who sat by the emperor's brother singing at these night banquets was recommended by Jieyu." He looked at me and just smiled softly. A smile pattern was outlined on the corner of his lips, which was so cold that it made people feel desolate. "Is Jieyu sad for her?"

My heart sank slightly, and I took a step back without realizing it. A golden butterfly wing on my hair shook and trembled. The cold wings and round pearls gently touched the forehead, and a distant smile appeared on my cheeks, "The prince was joking."

He sighed slightly and turned his eyes to another place, "You can hear that the concubine Jie has gathered favors and also the same kind of complaints. If the emperor's favor is too strong, it will be very hard to put it on charcoal fire."

I lowered my head, my heart gradually became cold, and I said, "The prince seems to be very moved today."

He said slowly: "In fact, it is a good thing for someone to share favors. If you gather three thousand favors and become the place where the six palaces are resentful, Xuan Qingzhen should cry for Concubine Jie."
To be continued...