Xingdong Pavilion, no, now it should be said to be Hongyan Pavilion. Although the plaque of Hongyan Pavilion has not yet been completed, the plaque of Xingdong Pavilion has long been taken off.
In the Hongyan Pavilion, the bronze cauldron smelled of sandalwood scent. Since the imperial edict, Hongyan's "emotion" had been rising. In order to "quench the fire", he could only order Yang Yun to light the calming sandalwood scent.
Feng Hongluan couldn't stand the smell, so she just sunbathed in the yard.
Yang Yun was waiting at the side and sent an orange petal over. Feng Hongluan looked away, looking at the clear blue sky after the rain, and said: "It was still raining in the morning, but it started to rain in the afternoon, but after all, it was autumn rain and coolness.
, it’s a little colder than yesterday.”
Yang Yun thought she was cold, so she hurriedly said: "Otherwise, I will go into the house and get a cloak for the empress."
Feng Hongluan smiled: "No, I just want to ask you if you have brought some winter clothes when you follow me out of the palace. If not, you can pick a few clothes from me to protect yourself from the cold. When I feel better,
, I will go to Jinyifang with you to leave a measurement, and I can make all my clothes at Jinyifang in the future."
Yang Yun was flattered. She was probably lucky to have cultivated in her thirties. She thought she could meet such a good master.
"My slave has clothes. Your Majesty, you don't have to worry about your slave."
"You are already mine, and it is my duty to worry about you. I used to have a slave named Liuxiang."
When I think of leaving fragrance, I remember the lawless, carefree and happy days when the two of them grew up.
A warm smile appeared on her face because of the memory: "She always gives me endless fucks to do. She's a maid, but it's better to say she's my sister. When we were kids, we always sneaked out to play.
Every time I come back, I can keep my mouth shut, but I can't keep my mouth shut. I asked my father to coax him a few words, and then he got them all in no time, betraying me a lot."
Thinking of when they were children, there was no hatred, no revenge, and not so much scheming and being plotted. She and Liu Xiang were both innocent children who loved to play and make noise. They didn't like being bored at home the most and would always sneak out through the back door.
When traveling around, sometimes I would go to the Ling family and stay with Ling Che for a whole day. I wished I could open my eyes the next day. She was the daughter-in-law of the Ling family and could stay with Ling Che every day.
Nowadays, things have changed, Liuxiang has disappeared, and Ling Che has long since died.
Seeing her recalling the past, Yang Yun even envied the girl named Liuxiang.
She had also heard about Liuxiang, and when she saw Feng Hongluan missing Liuxiang again, she comforted her: "No matter where Miss Liuxiang is now, if she knows that the empress misses her so much, she will definitely be happy."
Feng Hongluan turned around and smiled at her: "Maybe something happened to her that delayed her. She has never been too far away from me since she was a child, and she will always come back."
"Well, your Majesty is right."
Yang Yun agreed. Seeing that the tea was no longer steaming, she said thoughtfully, "Please give me a cup of honey tea, this one is already cold."
"Well, go ahead and make a pot of tea for the prince. Chrysanthemum tea is best for clearing away heat and reducing internal heat."
"Yes, I obey." Yang Yun took the tray and stepped back, basking in the afternoon sun. She felt a little lazy. Feng Hongluan closed her eyes and took a nap to rest her mind.
When she heard the sound of footsteps, she thought it was Yang Yun who was back. When she opened her eyes, she saw that the person who stepped into her field of vision was not Yang Yun, but a man wearing a mask.
"Wu Ming!" She sat up quickly and smiled, "Looking for me or the prince?"
"Good luck to the princess. Wuming just came to ask the princess what the prince likes the most. The prince's birthday is coming soon. I heard that in previous years he spent it in the military camp. The prince is kind to me. This year, Wuming wants to do something for the prince.
"
Wuming's voice was hoarse. Today, he changed into a golden mask that covered his entire face. The mask was engraved with bamboo branches. He still wore the same white seal as yesterday.
Wearing robes and a pair of black sheepskin boots, he stood five or six steps in front of Feng Hongluan, standing tall and tall.
Feng Hongluan was so moved that even she unfilially forgot her father's birthday. This year, his father happened to be forty-nine years old. According to the rules of "doing nine" in the capital, wouldn't this year be her father's fifth birthday?
Tenth birthday.
She stood up in shame, and said hurriedly: "I only care about my own affairs all day long, and even forgot my father's birthday, but you are thoughtful. Yes, in the past, most of my father's birthdays were spent on the battlefield with the soldiers. I have spent my birthday since I was a child.
Dad has only celebrated two birthdays at home. This year happens to be my dad's fiftieth birthday. How can I be hasty? I will take care of the responsibilities of the children during the birthday. Thank you for reminding me."
This Wuming was really thoughtful, never forgetting the well-digger when drinking water. Although she was already a high-ranking general, she was extremely loyal to her father.
Wuming heard the words and said with a smile: "The princess is heavy, but it is easy to give birth and raise children. The general treats me like a father, so it is natural for me to celebrate the general's birthday. I just don't know what the general likes, so I came to ask the princess for advice."
What does dad like?
Feng Hongluan felt ashamed again, she really didn't know.
My father likes to fight, but I can't let Wuming give his father a fight.
My father still likes my mother, but my mother has passed away long ago.
What else did her father like? She thought that money was like dung, and fame and wealth were not something that could be afforded by a nameless person. After racking her brains and thinking about it, she raised her head and smiled awkwardly: "I think my father would like it if he wanted to. I really don't like it either."
I don’t know what my dad likes."
Wuming chuckled: "Actually, there is something I want to talk to the princess about."
"Huh? Please speak."
"The general is only forty-nine. Has the princess ever thought about renewing the general's marriage? This family, if the princess does not come back, will always be deserted. There is no one around the general to look after him. He looks very lonely."
Feng Hongluan was startled, with a bit of displeasure on her face. She thought that her father's marriage to Dong was a mistake and a betrayal of her mother, let alone renewing her father's marriage.
With a faint smile, she said: "General Wei doesn't need to worry about this kind of housework."
Wuming held up his hands and apologized: "It's because Wuming's control is too broad. Every time I see the general alone, Wuming feels that the general is too lonely. Life is a long road. The general is only forty-nine. There is still a long journey to go. When he retires, he will have to wait for a long time."
How lonely and desolate it must be to retreat to the countryside and look at the moon as a shadow."