What would Dongfang Che do to her closest relatives? Will he kill everyone? Or be executed in Lingchi? She knew that Dongfang Che could definitely do it. What's more... not to mention that she was a little reluctant to leave Dongfang Che...
Well, this is actually not the main reason. After all, she is a good and responsible girl. How could she cheat her father for her own selfish gain?
This is unethical.
"I'm not leaving." Zhan Meixiang raised her eyes to look at Yuxian, then lowered her eyes, "I'm sorry, I can't go with you."
"Why can't you come with me?"
"Because..." Zhan Meixiang bit her lip and looked away, "because I can't let go of everything here."
Because I can't let go of everything here...
Yuxian wanted to say something else, but the words in his heart were stuck in his throat and he couldn't even utter a word. He thought he knew Zhan Meixiang very well, but now he found that he couldn't see through her at all.
She is like the mist in the forest, clearly close in front of you but yet far away in the horizon.
Yuxian wasn't talking, just sitting quietly.
The peonies outside the window are about to bloom.
At the same time, Yaqing Palace. This is where Sun Guifei lives. The name of the palace is very unique, and the things in the room are also among the best, all of which indicate her status.
However, this is far from enough.
After dinner, Concubine Sun stretched the snow-white silk yarn and embroidered a double-sided embroidery on the mahogany frame. She embroidered stitch by stitch, not in a hurry, and hid thousands of threads in the embroidery without a trace.
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What I am embroidering is a picture of peonies blooming. In this season when peonies are blooming, it is a good time to embroider. Hundreds of reds, pinks and greens are gradually enchanting your eyes. After looking at them for a long time, your head feels slightly dizzy.
"Your Majesty." Hong'er carefully handed over the chilled lotus drink and glanced at the embroidery, "Your Majesty's craftsmanship is truly unparalleled. I took a look at it and thought it was real. It is exactly the same as the peonies in the Royal Garden."
Concubine Sun rubbed the sore back of her neck and pushed away the Lotus Drink handed to her by Hong'er, "You are the only one who has a sweet mouth and can talk. You know how to make me happy."
"Hong'er is not trying to make the queen happy." Hong'er said with a smile: "The queen is already very good at embroidery. I just told the truth. How could I be deceiving the queen?"
"As expected, you have a sweet mouth, and no one else can match it." Concubine Sun glanced at Hong'er beside her, and then returned her gaze to the embroidery.
Hong'er walked up behind Concubine Sun sensibly and helped Concubine Sun knead the back of her neck, "Your Majesty, you're not tired from embroidering, so it's better to rest more. Seeing a beauty like your Majesty being so tired makes me feel sad."
Hearing what the maid said, Concubine Sun slowly smiled and patted the maid's hand, "Do you think my embroidery can please the emperor?"
"Definitely." The maid was very obedient, "When I saw half of the embroidery done by the empress, I thought it was comparable to a divine painting. Besides, our empress is so beautiful and beautiful, and the emperor's favor will come sooner or later. That Zhan Meixiang, in comparison, is
I won’t be able to hold on for a few more days.”
"You have a clever mouth." Sun Guifei was put in a good mood by Hong'er's words, "Go and pick out your favorite jewelry from my jewelry box. I'll reward you with this bowl of lotus drink."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Hong'er was surprised and thanked her hurriedly, and said, "My Majesty is so kind to me, I will definitely do my best for you."
Concubine Sun smiled and nodded with satisfaction.
The life of a slave is indeed low, even a little gold and silver can lead to such a low life.