Qingyan sat on the seven- to eight-meter-high ginkgo tree, stuffing a few watermelon seeds into her mouth from time to time and cracking them. Through the gaps between the branches and leaves in front of her, she could clearly see the white clouds floating in the blue sky.
, slightly raising the sight and looking further into the distance, you can still see the tall red walls of the Sixth Palace to the east, as well as the palace residents condensed into "little black dots" walking hurriedly on the palace road.
Looking at such a beautiful and bright spring scene in front of her, even if she was surrounded by a few cheerful birds that kept chirping, they could not disturb the "quiet beauty" that Qingyan felt deep in her heart.
Perhaps it is only in the most appropriate state of mind that people can suddenly taste some different beauty from the sparse and ordinary scenery they are used to seeing.
The apocalyptic base in the previous life was full of concrete floors. The only green was the food and harmless mutated fruits and vegetables grown indoors by scientists and wood-type superpowers. Other than that, people couldn't find anything "useless"
Ornamental plants.
Because at that time, almost all animals and plants in the open air had mutated to some extent due to the deterioration of the environment. Some plants and beasts that originally contained toxins also had extremely strong attack power.
In order to ensure the absolute safety of the base, the people in power adhere to the one-size-fits-all principle, stipulating that except for professionals who can grow food, harmless mutant fruits and vegetables, and raise harmless mutant livestock, no one else in the base can grow or breed in private.
Anyone who violates the rules will be expelled from the base without mercy and left to fend for themselves.
No matter how vibrant the spring scenery outside the base is, people in the apocalypse do not have the conditions or the mood to appreciate it, and of course I was no exception in my previous life.
And in this life, when I was still at home before entering the palace, I was a person who couldn't sit still with a spike on my butt. Whenever I had free time, I liked to ride a horse and run outside.
Amma is not elegant, but E Niang is someone who likes to enjoy flowers in spring, listen to the rain in summer, collect the unique falling yellow leaves in autumn, and get up early in the winter, wearing a thick fur cloak to go to Zhuangzi on the outskirts of Beijing.
上踏雪寻梅极富有生活情趣的人.
Whenever she comes back from playing crazy, E Niang will always point her finger on her head and curse, saying: Apart from being beautiful on the outside and looking like her, on the inside, I completely follow Amma’s rough heart.
She simply doesn't have the slightest bit of intelligence that a girl should have.
Even so, she never stopped herself from going out next time. Among the three children, the one she loved the most was her daughter who was least like her.
Now that she recalled that she had never enjoyed a flower appreciation with her mother in so many years, Qingyan felt a little sore in her nose.
The scenery of this imperial garden is so beautiful, it would be great if my mother could see it...
If only God allowed her to recover her memory early, then she would definitely become sensible early and be able to stay at home and be a well-behaved daughter who would accompany her mother to enjoy flowers and scenery...
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Thinking of Amma and E Niang, Qingyan felt a little depressed for a moment. She counted the days on her fingers. She had not seen her family for almost half a year.
In order to divert her attention, Qingyan moved the seat cushion slightly, turned her body in other directions, and tried to find the cherry blossom trees she had seen in the imperial garden yesterday.
In my memory, it seems that cherries will bear fruit after the cherry blossoms have fallen.
If the cherries in the imperial garden are of good quality, when they mature, you and Bai Lu can pick some and send them to the imperial kitchen for the pastry chef to make cherry custard.
She remembered that E Niang's favorite dessert was this, and she would beg Kangxi when the time came. He would probably agree to let E Niang enter the palace to meet her because she helped him save three children last year.
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But no matter how good Qingyan's eyesight is, it is still very difficult to find a few scattered cherry blossom trees among the bunch of colorful flower trees from her current perspective.
There was no one in the east. Qingyan was about to look to the west when she suddenly caught sight of a palace concubine wearing a bright rose red flag dress and a golden hairpin bullying someone behind some rockeries.
This was the first time she had seen in real life the scenes of the arrogant concubine that had appeared many times in the palace dramas of previous generations. Qingyan was attracted by her curiosity and looked in that direction without blinking.
Even though she was too far away to hear what they were saying, it didn't stop her, a bored melon-eater hanging from a tree, from watching the show with great interest.
I saw the plump and brightly dressed palace concubine simply raising her hand, and the two strong nuns following closely behind her walked forward, one to the left and the other to the right to the woman who looked much slender and thinner opposite.
Behind him, he kicked her hard in the calf. The woman didn't even have the strength to struggle, so she fell to her knees on the uneven cobblestones on the ground.
Qingyan couldn't help shouting "hiss". As she watched from such a distance, she seemed to feel that her knees were already bruised and painful.
Following the palace concubine, she walked forward a few more steps, pinched the woman's chin with her left hand, forcing her to raise her head high, and then gently and slowly followed it with her right hand with the sharp and long gilt nail polish.
The woman's fair cheeks slid down, her mouth opened and closed, and she didn't know what she was saying.
Qingyan originally thought that she was already one of the most fierce women in the palace after beating up Nanny Gu.
Unexpectedly, the other concubines in this deep palace became arrogant and domineering, which was quite a loss. I was lucky enough to do it alone. This concubine wanted to bully others, but she also brought so many helpers. She really did not have martial ethics.
Being a little far away, Qingyan could only see that the beaten woman was wearing something similar to Bailu's cyan palace maid uniform, but she couldn't be sure that the woman must be a slave, because the palace liked concubines wearing cyan flag uniforms.
Quite a few.
Qingyan is not a good person who is overflowing with sympathy. She only sees herself as a bystander watching the show.
But seeing the scene in front of me, I couldn't help but feel lucky in my heart. Fortunately, my background in this life is not low. If I were lucky enough to become a maid serving others in this palace, it would really be a human tragedy.
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If Kangxi saw that all the concubines who looked delicate and elegant in front of him were such a contrast behind him, he didn't know what that big pig's hooves would have felt.
After the palace concubine turned around and left with a large number of servants, the woman who looked a little weak was still kneeling on the cobblestones with her back straight.
The fun ended quickly, and Qingyan also turned her attention.
After looking around carefully again, she still couldn't see the cherry blossom tree. Qingyan had no choice but to give up. She gently closed her eyes and rolled her sour eyes, thinking that she would get down from the tree and let Bailu pass the food to her in the sun for a while longer.
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But the sun was so bright today. The longer it stayed in the sun, the lazier Qingyan felt she became.
There was a soft breeze blowing and listening to the sweet tune, Qingyan closed her eyes and felt so comfortable that she almost fell asleep.
When you were about to fall asleep, you suddenly realized something was wrong?
Naiyin ditty? Where does the milkyin come from?
Qingyan suddenly opened her eyes and looked under the tree, and found that she was the only one left in the yard at some point.
The man from Sasao Palace disappeared after finishing his errands, and even Bai Lu didn't know where he had gone.
There were only a large group of unfamiliar slaves on the ground, and the leader was none other than He Zhuer, who was holding the cow rope with his right hand.
Qingyan:……
He Zhuer raised his head slightly and stared at her dumbfounded, forgetting to even salute to himself.
Baoqing and Baocheng, who were sitting on the back of the cow behind him, also raised their little heads and looked at themselves curiously.
Even the mooing calf looked up at him with his plush head.
He Zhuer's eyes were full of shock, and Qingyan couldn't decipher the emotion in Moo Moo's big bull eyes, but the expressions of the two little dumplings were too easy to distinguish.
Bao Qing's shiny eyes sitting in the back showed shock and excitement.
The little Yinfeng dumpling in front of him was all excited. He was still humming "Calabash Baby" out of tune and missed the words. He wanted to stand up on the cow in excitement, but was quickly held down by Baoqing.
Go down.
I saw him just like those fans cheering for their idols, waving his short little arms towards him vigorously, raising his small right hand to point at himself on the tree and turning his head back, with a look on his face.
He proudly gestured to Baoqing: "Da Wa, Gu, I just said that Gu's aunt is very annoying."
"She can fly, duck. Now, get ready to take off."
Qingyan was shocked when she heard what Yinreng said.
Three consecutive brains are full of screens: "I don't, I don't, you don't talk."
However, Baoqing believed in what Yinreng said because of the previous Calabash Baby story.
In addition, he is only four years old and has little experience. This is the first time he has seen someone climb such a high tree with his own eyes.
This person was Baoqing, a beautiful sister who had saved him in Cining Garden before and was good at kung fu. Baoqing was already very fond of Qingyan. But now that he heard what Yinreng said, his admiration for Qingyan suddenly increased.
It has increased significantly by more than ten percentage points.
He can swim, climb trees, know kung fu, and save people. He is good-looking, and he can even fly!
This is even more powerful than Master Nalan who taught me!
He wants to tell Khan Amma to let his beautiful sister teach him how to practice martial arts. He doesn't want Master Nalan who only lets him do the horse step!
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Facing He Zhuer's strongly condemning eyes, Qingyan felt a lot of pressure as she slid down from the tree.
At this time, Bai Lu also walked in slowly from outside the palace door, carrying a large tray with new palace clothes made by the Ministry of Internal Affairs for Qingyan.
When I looked up and saw so many people, I was confused.
Qingyan looked at the two brothers who slid off Moo Mo's back and stood side by side in front of her with their short legs stretched out, and she didn't know what to say.
Perhaps because he was not familiar with him, Baoqing just stood by and looked at him with his bright lychee eyes.
And Yinreng's little breast dumpling was simply crazy with excitement. She stretched out her two short arms and hugged her thighs, shouting that she had to go to the tree to have a look. She also looked down on Feifei, who was perfunctory last year, and wanted to play like Grandma Gu back then.
Flying in the air.
Qingyan was dumbfounded, she never expected that such a situation would occur.