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Chapter 19 Chapter 19 Dark Fragrance

Ruyi caressed her forehead gently, watching Concubine Xin leave.His temples throbbed and ached.She was silent for a moment, then said softly, "Hai Lan, you can go too." Hai Lan sat on the red sandalwood carved lotus leaf embroidered pier in front of Ruyi, and slowly followed the rice bead tassels blown off her collar, and shook her head lightly but firmly: "The concubine has no favours, so I'm not afraid of these things. " Ruyi looked at her and sighed, "But Yongqi..." "When Yongqi grows up, the emperor will not disregard his concubine because his mother is not favored, so no matter what, the concubine will accompany the empress." She paused, tears welling up in her eyes, "Just like before Same."

There was a continuous touch in the eyes, and wave after wave came to my heart.For so many years, from the hidden mansion to the palace, only Hailan has not changed, and only this change can make people find a little warmth from the cold barrier. Hailan said softly: "The concubine has just asked Rong Pei to send the twelfth elder brother to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to pay his respects. The emperor may not want to see the empress, but he must not see his own son. Maybe seeing the twelve elder brothers, The emperor can also think of the goodness of the empress in his heart. After all, the emperor also cares about the thirteenth elder brother, so he cares so much. Man, the most important thing in his heart is his blood descendants. "

Ruyi shook her head slightly: "The emperor has always been suspicious. At this juncture, why bother..." She wanted to say more, but she remained silent. She just stared at the cold light flickering from the icicles under the eaves, and sighed: "This winter, why are you so ignorant?" Long!" Yong Xi was led by Rong Pei into the study room of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, respectfully greeted him, and said in a childish voice: "Blessings, Emperor Ama, and blessings, Your Majesty." Yan Wan wore a homely long gown with spring brocade and grape patterns, and the thin wind fur at the neckline made her pregnant face look like a bright moon.Yan Wanyun is in a half-updo, with a long emerald jade and phoenix hairpin slanted, and a few glazed bead flowers sparsely lit. She is leaning on the table with her waist and limbs, flipping through a book.When she saw Yongzhen, she didn't care that her stomach was already slightly swollen, she bowed her body and said in return: "Brother Twelve is polite."

The emperor hurriedly supported Yan Wan's arm, with concern in his eyes, he said: "You have this body, I told you not to be so formal." After speaking, he looked at Yong Xin with a smile: "Come on, get up. Dao Emperor Ama is here." Rong Pei watched Yongzheng run to the emperor's side, climbed neatly to sit on the emperor's lap, and said with a smile on his face: "Brother Twelve is thinking about the emperor, and has been clamoring to come to see the emperor. No, slaves can't resist elder brother As soon as the snow stopped, I sent elder brother over."

The emperor rubbed Yongzhen's slightly cold hands distressedly: "It's so cold outside, be careful to freeze. You are the only one in your mother..." He subconsciously stopped talking. Rong Pei said vigilantly: "The emperor is right, so the empress is not worried about anyone, so she only allows the slaves to take care of elder brother. The emperor will see if elder brother has grown taller again?" The emperor put his arms around Yongzhen and looked at it again and again, and said, "I have grown taller. But... it seems to have lost weight too." Yongzhen lowered his face, with an expression that was about to cry: "Huang Ama doesn't come to see Erchen, and Erchen also misses my little brother."

There was a slight movement on Yan Wan's face, and then a humble and soft look again, smiling gently: "The twelfth elder brother is very filial and fraternal, which is really rare. It is pitiful to say, the thirteenth elder brother should be good I'm with Elder Brother Twelve. Mrs. Tian really deserves to die." The emperor's face darkened involuntarily, Rong Pei heard the overtones, gouged her out, then lowered his head respectfully again, looking at his toes.The emperor looked at Yongzhen and said: "Huang Ama is busy with government affairs, so I can't visit you often. If you miss Huang Ama, you can often come to the Hall of Mental Cultivation."

Yong Xing raised his face innocently: "Then Er Niang also misses Huang Ama, can she also come to see Huang Ama?" The emperor was slightly at a loss for words, and just smiled: "When Huang Ama is free, I will go to see your mother." He called Li Yu and ordered: "It's cold and the road is slippery, and the snow has just stopped. You and Ling Yunche will see you off together." Yongzhen returns to Yikun Palace, be more careful." Yongzhen jumped down obediently, and bowed: "I will leave." He turned his head and saw a bouquet of red plums for the boss in a vase with animal ears and mutton fat on the table. He looked at the emperor eagerly and said, "Huang Ama, My son wants to go to the imperial garden to pick plum blossoms, Erniang likes it."

The emperor was startled, and then smiled and said, "Of course. Li Yu, you should take good care of yourself." Yongzhen left obediently, Yan Wan caressed his waist, with a loving and joyful expression on his face: "Brother Twelve is taught by the Empress, so it is really rare to be so sensible and talkative. I only hope that the concubine's child will be born in time for Twelve Elder brother is half well-behaved, and this concubine will be satisfied." Her rounded face due to her pregnancy was surrounded by snow-white fur at her neckline, like a full and bright moon, emitting an extra soft and hazy light.

The smile on the corner of the emperor's mouth faded: "Children are innocent, and their admiration cannot be faked." Yan Wan's smile was softer, as if bending a thin arc: "What the emperor said is true. The concubine is just emotional, and also has lingering fears. The concubine will have to give birth in a few months. I am afraid that there are still such mothers in the palace who deliver the baby." Tian is so cruel and merciless..." She pressed her heart, as if she was too weak, "This concubine has served the emperor for many years, and it was so hard to conceive this child. I am really afraid."

The emperor's lips had a cold arc, reflecting the snow light outside the window, adding a bit of awe: "You have a straight mouth but a soft temper. No one will hurt you like this." The gentle sigh is like a leisurely breeze whirling: "I heard the gossip of Jin nobles that day, there are causes and consequences. The empress has always controlled the harem strictly, and she doesn't listen to things that don't suit her wishes. If you are gracious and kind Not to mention, the Tian family is not like this." She looked at the emperor's expression, "Jin nobles have always disliked the empress, so naturally they have nothing good to say, and the concubine just thinks that the wind has blown by his ears, and please don't pay too much attention to it. .”

The emperor didn't make a sound, walked back to the desk, and took Yan Wan's hand: "Come on, what did you say to me before Yongxi came? Your voice is really nice, I like to hear you talk." Yan Wanrou said: "Yes." She took the book, and read Yiyi: "The fragrance of all flowers and leaves can all be steamed." She read a sentence, suddenly smiled, and said: "That day the minister The concubine was greedy, and it happened that the osmanthus clear dew from the Ministry of Internal Affairs was gone, so the concubine asked Lan Cui to fold fresh osmanthus flowers and brew them in hot water, thinking that although they were not as good as the sweet osmanthus clear dew, they could always get two or three out of ten of the sweetness. As a result, the emperor made fun of him." The emperor smiled and said: "If you pour hot water directly on the fragrant flowers, it will only destroy the natural fragrance of the flowers. Only you are so naive to come up with such an idea." Yan Wan's face flushed, and she was very coy: "The concubine doesn't understand the way of elegance, but luckily the emperor understands it, and the concubine finally understands a little bit after pondering it carefully, so I made a few flower dews according to the ancient sayings and put them in the palace. , so that the emperor can use it at any time." She broke her fingers and said: "Rose dew softens the liver and stomach, lily dew nourishes yin and clears away heat, jasmine dew soothes the mind, peach dew nourishes blood and moisturizes the face, plum blossom..." She mused For a moment, I felt a slip of the tongue, and finally didn't continue, but said charmingly, "Does the emperor feel that his concubine has benefited?" In the bright hall, the face that is as gentle as a lotus in clear water is covered with a more gentle outline by the snow light outside the window.Sometimes a wrong eye, seeing Yan Wan, will remind people of Ruyi's face when she was young, but it is completely different from Ruyi's ice and snow posture.The graceful beauty is more ordinary and kind, with the smell of firework, like a pink rose that can be easily folded in the garden. The emperor rubbed her hair with a smile, and his eyes were full of doting: "Yes. You are smart, there is nothing you can't learn, and there is nothing you can't learn well." He turned his face and asked: "Come in Bao, what snacks are you preparing for today? I'm a little hungry." Jin Bao responded, and then said: "Today, the imperial dining room prepares dark fragrance soup and narcissus white jade crisps." The emperor frowned, and was a little displeased: "Narcissus and white jade crisps are all right, how come you think of making dark fragrance soup?" Seeing that the emperor was inexplicably angry, Jin Bao had to answer: "The dim sum made in the imperial dining room is made according to the solar terms. The dark fragrance soup is made from the early plum blossoms in the twelfth lunar month, and the taste is sweet. The narcissus and white jade cakes are also made of narcissus flowers. The appearance of the petals is soft and refreshing. If...the emperor doesn't like it, the servants will ask them to change it." The emperor waved his hand impatiently: "That's all. It's all eaten food, and it's not interesting." He looked at Yan Wan: "What do you like to eat, I will ask the imperial dining room to bring it, and I will eat it with you." Yan Wan thanked her with a smile, put her chin on her cheek and thought about a few things, and the emperor ordered Bao to go to the imperial dining room to get it.Yan Wan had a joyful look on her face, so gentle and well-behaved that one couldn't help but be sympathetic and affectionate.He took her hand, stroked her swollen belly, and told her what to say without saying a word.In fact, he didn't know what he said. In the gap between his thoughts, he thought of a certain winter day, but he couldn't remember which year it was. Maybe it was like this every year. Ruyi wore a crimson cloak and stood Under the plum branches, we carefully select the right first-blooming plum blossoms, so that we can brew this dark fragrance soup with floating fragrance in the future. He even remembered the soup recipe word by word: "Twelfth lunar month plum, half-bloomed flowers are picked in the morning, and put into porcelain vases with stalks. Every two, sprinkle one or two with fried salt. Don't copy it by hand, the leaves are thick. Seal it with paper. Take it out in summer, put a little honey in the cup first, add three or four flowers, inject boiling water, and the flowers will bloom as if they were alive. Filled with tea, the fragrance is very lovely.” This is a prescription from "Yangxiaolu", and Ruyi fell in love with it immediately when she saw it.She likes plum blossoms so much that she can't put it down.As a show of solemnity and to thank her Linglong for her kindness, I copied the prescription myself and kept it under her makeup box.Today, this sweet soup has become a regular snack in the Imperial Dining Room.What about her?Has she ever drank this favorite bowl of dark fragrance soup? Ruyi quietly leaned against the silver silk upholstery of the lacquered Arhat couch next to the flower pear, and the cup of dark-scented soup on the mother-of-pearl table had already cooled completely, no longer smoldering milky white steam.Ruyi's mind was a little wandering, and she listened to the soft dripping sound of the icicles outside the window melting, dripping onto the cold and hard brick floor. Han Lan sat on the other side of the couch, took a tube of Zihao, lowered her head and carefully copied a volume of Buddhist scriptures, looked up at Ruyi, and said, "This dark fragrance soup is completely cold, and my sister didn't even drink it. One bite, it seems that I really don't have much appetite. I will cook myself later and make some side dishes that my sister likes." Ruyi Ning smiled, but the smile only touched the corners of her mouth, but the inside was pale: "That's my blessing." After she finished speaking, she stuffed a Pingjinsuwen hand stove in her hand into Hailan In his arms, "I have been copying Buddhist scriptures for a long time. Although there is a brazier in the temple, my hands are always exposed outside, and I am carefully freezing." Hailan sighed, and said softly: "Brother Thirteen left early, we couldn't do anything for him. Although I don't believe in the six realms of reincarnation, at this moment I sincerely hope that Brother Thirteen can get rid of the suffering of reincarnation as soon as possible. Board the Western Paradise." There was a sparkle in Ruyi's eyes, she nodded and said: "These days you have accompanied me to copy nine hundred and ninety-nine volumes of scriptures, if Brother Thirteen knows, you can comfort me a little." She twisted her sore Wrist, smiled wryly: "Take a break at the right time, don't be like me, you have to stop when you hurt your hand." The two were sitting and talking when suddenly loud footsteps sounded in the courtyard.Ruyi couldn't help raising her head when she heard the movement. Sanbao happily said outside: "Brother Twelve is back. Look at your face is red, don't you be cold? Come, my servant will burn a stove for you to keep warm." But he heard Yongzheng come in surrounded by nurses and nurses, invited An and said: "May the queen be blessed and golden safe." Yongzhen followed suit and said, "Emiang, Wan'an." As soon as he finished speaking, he threw himself into Ruyi's arms, twisting his hips like twisted candy. Ruyi rubbed his little hands, and said with a smile, "It's becoming more and more unruly. Your hands are so cold, hurry up and get some more clothes." Yong Xing nodded: "My son folded Er Niang's favorite plum blossom, Er Niang remember to see it." Ruyi watched with a smile as he followed his wet nurse to the side hall.Han Lan hurriedly got up and said, "I don't know if Elder Twelve's words are consummate or not? My concubine, go and have a look." Seeing her rushing out, the hem of her skirt turned into a flower, Ruyi shook her head slightly , bowed his head again to deal with the inextricable and colorful silk threads. Seeing Ling Yunche standing by the door, Ruyi couldn't help smiling: "Master Ling is here." She called Rong Pei: "Show Master Ling a seat." Ling Yunche was holding a large bunch of white plums in his hands, and it was inconvenient for him to sit down for a while.Those plum branches have obviously been carefully selected, and every plum blossom on the proudly standing branches is ready to bloom, full of flowers, and stained with snow.It's just that the palace is warm, and the fine snow quickly turned into crystal water droplets, making it appear that the blossoming white plums are clean and clear. Ruyi smiled slightly: "Look at this palace is confused, how can you sit down holding these plum blossoms." She was obviously attracted by these clean and translucent flowers, and there was a slight light in her eyes, "Nowadays, people in Yikun Palace don't fight. Going out, even though it is winter, I haven’t seen plum blossoms for a long time.” Rong Pei took the flower in Ling Yunche's hand, pursed her lips, and said joyfully, "Master Ling has a heart. Our mother likes plum blossoms the most." Ling Yunche handed the flowers to Rong Pei, and saw that she was holding the flowers and went to the side hall to find a suitable vase, so he smiled embarrassingly: "It's the twelfth elder brother's wish, and I just helped the twelve elder brothers pick the flowers. I have sent it here. I hope that the Empress Empress can show off her face a little because of Brother Twelve's filial piety." Ruyi said comfortingly, "Yongzhen is very filial." Ruyi tilted her head, a string of white jade was hanging from the gilt jasper chan phoenix hairpin all the way to her bun, the jade color was pure white, no different from her pale face.Her description has been reduced a lot, and her appearance with light makeup shows a trace of melancholy that cannot be concealed between her brows and eyes.For some reason, Ling Yunche felt a slight trembling in his heart, and he felt sore in vain.He couldn't help but said: "Is the queen's health better? I have been thinking about it all the time, and I can't..." He felt that what he said was inappropriate, so he hurriedly said: "Actually, the emperor is also thinking about it." Ruyi smiled faintly, that smile was like the sunshine floating on the broken ice, it was finely fragmented, without any warmth: "No matter how bad the situation is, is it worse than the time when we were in the cold palace? I won't want myself Your body will definitely recover." The tense arc on Ling Yunche's face relaxed with this sentence: "If the empress likes plum blossoms, she should look at them more. My minister also likes plum blossoms." Ruyi focused on those pure white and dust-free flowers, and casually said, "It's rare to hear you say what kind of flowers and grasses you like." Ling Yunche was quiet for a moment, and said: "The plum blossoms are already in bloom. Although winter is here, spring is coming soon. I know that the empress likes plum blossoms, so I learned a new poem and started to fight in front of the empress." Ruyi was quite interested, her long eyelashes raised, and her eyes were bright like stars: "You also learn poetry?" Ling Yunche was a little embarrassed: "I used to go to a private school for a few years. Empress, don't laugh at me." He cleared his throat, and read aloud: "This body in the ice and snow forest is different from peaches and plums. Suddenly, it is fragrant all night. Hair, scattered into the universe and thousands of miles of spring." The warm pavilion in Yikun Palace is spacious and deep, and the almost silent silence makes the air feel solidified. You can almost hear the soft sound of "peeling" burning red bamboo charcoal in the cloisonné enamel octagonal charcoal basin.Well, that light sound was also warm, just like his mood at the moment.It's not that he doesn't know how cold and claustrophobic she is these days, and he wants to find a chance to see her countless times, even if it's just to say a few words, just like being in the cold palace back then.But when he was in front of him, what he could think of was actually the poem he learned when he was young.He didn't know how he said these words, maybe this cold winter day was quite appropriate, or maybe the bouquet of white plums just aroused his closed and repressed emotions.He laughed at himself secretly, as expected he was not good at comforting others, even finding a poem about his favorite plum blossom was so simple and unadorned. Ruyi's voice is so clear that if you don't listen carefully, it's almost hard to detect the hoarseness that is about to heal.She said very politely: "It's Wang Mian's "White Plum Blossoms". It fits perfectly with the bouquet of flowers in front of you. It's hard for you to remember. Be careful." Ling Yunche looked sincere, and said with emotion: "I know that I am a rough person, but winter turns to spring and comes in just a flash, so please be patient for now." He scratched his forehead, thought hard for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up , like a shining flame, "I also recited a song, I don't remember the first few words, but the last few sentences are really good, I have read it and remembered it in my heart for a long time." If you understand the meaning, it is easy not to destroy it.' I also hope that Nifeng can understand the meaning, so that the empress can go as she wants." Ruyi's smile gradually faded, and became a faint touch, like the last ray of light that was about to be swallowed by the night at sunset: "I appreciate your kindness. But how can Nifeng understand it? I just hope that I can withstand the wind." Strong, don't be easily destroyed." He raised his head slightly, not daring to look directly at Ruyi, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of her plum-colored purple fox coat embroidered with silver silk plum blossoms, the dull red background looked like a smile that couldn't be opened, Condensed there, without a trace of joy.Even the plum blossoms embroidered with silver silk are like drops of mottled tears, shining with clear water.Her long skirt winds over the red sandalwood couch, with a pattern of light blue phoenix tails written on it. The feathers are like wings that cannot fly, and crescent moons are faintly shining in the slightly dark Warm Pavilion. luster. Such a silent relative is an extremely rare luxury for him.In the strict palace, he often served the twelfth elder brother or the fifth elder brother to Yikun palace, or accompanied her back to the palace very occasionally, so that he could get a little closer.Such a distance is already extremely warm.He suddenly remembered that in the years of the cold palace, he had his heart and nothing else, and Ruyi also had Ruyi's heart. At that time, separated by an old door of the cold palace and a distance covered with moss, he and her were blowing the same gust of wind. Through the same cloud, you can talk about the things in your heart as you like. This kind of memory, now it seems, is as precious as the snow lotus on Tianshan Mountain. Ruyi's thoughts seemed to hang in the distant clouds, intangible and untouchable.After a long time, she suddenly said: "Ling Yunche, besides being on duty, you often go out of the palace, right? I want to entrust you with something." Ling Yunche immediately became solemn, and said with a straight expression: "My minister obeys orders." Ruyi's eyes are as calm as water, but they have the coldness of shattered ice: "Ms. Tian is dead, but I am always worried about this matter. I could have entrusted Xin Xin to investigate, but she is a woman, and she is a woman. Being disabled is always inconvenient. It would be the best if you could thoroughly investigate this matter for me when you leave the palace." Ling Yunche understood: "Weichen knows that Tian has a son, and loves him more than life. Maybe we can find out a thing or two from him." Ruyi breathed a sigh of relief, and a little gratitude flashed in his eyes: "Thank you. This matter is very difficult. Maybe it is dead without proof, and maybe you will be involved in it accidentally, which will damage your road to Qingyun. Are you willing? Helping Bengong is to complete the mother-child relationship between Bengong and Thirteenth Elder Brother. If it is true that there is no hidden love until Tian Shi, then Thirteenth Elder Brother can also rest in peace under the Nine Springs." She once again Solemnly thank you, "I have spent almost half my life in the palace. There are not many people I can trust, and even less people I can entrust. Fortunately, there are you and Concubine Yu. Ling Yunche, thank you." Ling Yunche was slightly shocked, as if touched by her last call, there was a trace of indescribable tenderness in his sparse brows.After a moment of emptiness, he suddenly smelled a faint plum fragrance, which was so fragrant and faintly intoxicating.He couldn't tell where the drunken fragrance came from, he just hoped wholeheartedly that even if the fragrance could remain as before, there would be a day when it would not be turned into mud and dust. He didn't know where the courage came from, and he raised his head and looked at her intently, with clear and clear eyes.His voice was gloomy and clear: "I have no other choice. In the past, when we were in the cold palace, we could still take care of each other. Now that there is a difference between clouds and mud, what I can do is to stay at a distance not far from the palace gate." Guarding the empress, or occasionally accompanying the empress, following the footsteps of the empress to walk the path that the empress has walked, reading the poems that the empress loves to read, and looking at the plum blossoms that the empress likes, I feel that the distance between me and the empress It may not be that far." The indifference in my heart seemed to be shaken by these words one by one, causing slight ripples and sporadic silver halos, like cherry blossoms scattered on the lake in spring.The tenderness of the light touch is also a vibration. She wondered in a daze, how long ago, someone said such soft and warm words to her. The setting sun enveloped the entire Forbidden City, and the evening mist was like a gurgling river, flowing over the palaces and pavilions one after another; over the upturned eaves and entrenched owls; over every lonely and silent palace.The hall was as quiet as a pool of autumn water.Ruyi's cheeks were powdered like peach blossoms dipped in water, and there was a clear smile on the corners of her lips.Immediately, she felt that it was inappropriate, even smiling.She frowned, quietly squeezed out a detached and polite look, and isolated his obvious warmth with her cold and noble motherly posture. The world of mortals is purple, and the world is far away. He has his own eyebrows, and she also has hers.Between him and her, there are flowers in the wrong season, and there is no possibility of even a slight bloom.
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