Chapter 1224： 530 looks (5 more)

"Girl Chou is polite, please sit down."

Nan Gongxi said kindly, in order to make her less nervous, Xiao Xun was also called to accompany him.

Zhou Roujia sat down dignifiedly in the lower part of Nangongyu, put his hands on his knees, and one of the handkerchiefs was crumpled.

The maidservants brought hot tea and snacks, and after a few words of humiliation, Xiao Yan said cheerfully, "Girl Chou, you know, everyone is in Luo Yuecheng."

Zhou Roujia, who was so nervous that sweated her palms, heard her eyes bright and asked, "Is everyone here?"

"Yes. Just arrived yesterday." Xiao Yan said with a frown, "It is said that everyone is a friend of Mrs. Jiang from Huanxi Pavilion. This time, she was invited by Mrs. Jiang. She will be at Huanxi Pavilion in a few days On the lyre, can Chou Zhou go with us? "

Everyone is named Shi Qingya, who is a modern piano artist.

The Shijia was originally the home of the Gongxun of the former dynasty. After the collapse of the former dynasty, the orphan of the Shijia moved to his ancestral home. Shi Qingya once worshiped Zhang Xianzhi as a teacher. She studied piano art all her life and combed herself at the age of sixteen. In these years, she has traveled around Dayu and pursued the ultimate in piano art. It's a generation.

Nangong was so good at the piano, so after getting a post from Wanxi Pavilion yesterday, she should immediately drop off, Xiao Xiao was even more overjoyed after hearing the news. At this moment, thinking of the old girl Zhou Qiao, Qiao Xiao could not help but invite her to go.

Zhou Roujia said with bright eyes: "Thank you, Mrs. Xiao. My favorite song is" The Deification of Quotations ", which has the meaning of deification ..."

When talking about the harp, Zhou Roujia became absorbed in the spirit, and they talked with the two in a cheerful manner, and the smile on his face was a little deeper.

The girl sent a snack and saw that Zhou Roujia was not as nervous as before, and Nangong said a word, leading the topic to say: "Girl Chou tasted this camellia cake."

Zhou Roujia looked curiously at the dessert, which was made of camellia-like molds and was light pink. She picked up a piece, and before she put it in her mouth, a faint scent of flowers came out, and she couldn't help but bit it down.

Camellia cakes are made to the size of a finger and a piece of it, and you will not worry about the debris falling off and being decent.

Zhou Roujia ate two pieces in a row, then said embarrassedly: "Second concubine. Is this camellia cake made of camellia?"

"Girl Chow is really clever." Nangong Yan smiled slightly. "Now that the camellia is blooming just right, I will make someone pick some camellia to make a dim sum. However, now that I am eating this camellia cake, I feel that some camellia is still missing. Come embellishment. I wonder if I can trouble the girl to pick some flowers for me in the yard? "

Zhou Roujia's body suddenly felt a little tense, faintly guessing the deep meaning of Nangong's move, and she was still in her heart, but she got up her spirit, stood up, and blessed herself.

With a look from Nangong's eyes, Chen Er led the way for Zhou Roujia in front of them. They left the small flower hall and gradually went away ...

Xiao Xuan watched them leave with some expectations in his heart.

After the last visit to General Dingyuan's Mansion by Nangong, Xiao Xuan thought that the marriage was hopeless, and she did not expect that the peaks and loops would turn around again and again, and the secrets would become clear ... She only hoped that this time the meeting would be smooth and smooth.

Tonger and a little girl led Zhou Ruojia through a veranda and walked along the winding cobblestone path. After a while, a small garden appeared in front.

At the birthday feast of the king of Zhennan last week, Zhou Roujia also came to the small garden to admire the flowers, but now it seems that it is another scene. The camellia here is still budding flowers and bones. At this moment it is racing to bloom. Looking up, the branches are thick green, and the purple is red. Occasionally a breeze passed, the charming sea of ​​flowers swayed with the wind, and the flowers were welcoming.

Camellia is famous in the southern Xinjiang, and there are many rare varieties in the garden of Wangfu. Eighteen Bachelor, Hexagonal Red, Chidan, Zhuangyuan Red, and Frog Claw Hibiscus ... If it is usual, Zhou Roujia will stop. , Appreciate it, but now she is a little absent-minded.

"Girl Chou, please go this way." Tonger led Zhou Roujia around a small lake and came to a flower room. There was a flower field of camellia outside the flower room, and there were several women in the flower room on standby.

As soon as she saw her, a mother-in-law in Tsing Yi greeted her: "Girl, my son, why are you here? But what do you want from the concubine?" While the wife was talking, she looked at Zhou Roujia without a trace, her heart secretly Curious about the girl's identity.

Xuan Er smiled: "Shi Zifei wants to pick some camellia and insert it into Bixiaotang."

The mother-in-law immediately brought the scissors and flower basket attentively.

Xuan Er sent the mother-in-law, and accompanied Zhou Roujia to pick along the flower field, and told her about Nangong Yu's preferences.

Although Xuan Er also knows that it is a fake to let Zhou Roujia come to pick flowers in the small garden today. It is the real purpose to look at the second son Xiao Luan, but since you have found this reason, you have to do enough surface work.

Zhou Roujia worked hard to focus on the camellia, rubbing, rubbing ... Cut out a branch with leaves and flowers, one after another ...

Gradually, Zhou Roujia's impetuous heart also settled, and she concentrated on picking camellia. She didn't pick the most flourishing and beautiful flowers, but those half-waiting and half-waiting flowers, which would be the most beautiful when the flowers raised in the vase in the future would bloom.

She also cut flowers aside, turning her head to look at Zhou Roujia from time to time, with a little smile in her eyes.

"Meow—"

A cat bark sounded from the flowers, Zhou Roujia just cut a camellia, looked at it, and saw a ball of orange hair running quickly from the side of the flower field to the gazebo by the small lake ...

It's probably a cat from the people in Fuchu. Zhou Roujia didn't think much, and soon recovered her sight and continued to cut flowers.

Min Er also looked up half a circle, thinking that she had heard it wrong, and then focused on the camellia in front of her.

Xiao Ju chased a Kingdee and ran hard, from time to time he stretched out his claws to pick the Kingdee in the air. The Kingdee flew slowly, high for a while, low for a while, and I did n’t know if he was making a joke on purpose. .

"Mimi--"

Xiao Tang made a soft and almost screaming sound. She fluttered left and jumped right. In the sun, her pupils shrank into a thin black line in the golden cat's eyes, and her eyes glowed, except for the Kingdee. See nothing.

It was so much fun that it did not even notice that a young woman wearing pink brocades dangled with flower tassels was sitting in the gazebo by the lake, and the young woman combed a slanted fall horse stable, with her head on her head. I inserted a red gold flower-like treasure chestnut, and wore a pink camellia flower, delicate and dripping, so that her snow-like skin showed a touch of femininity unique to young women.

It was just that her eyebrows were locked tightly, and she seemed not in a good mood. She was holding a big red camellia in her hand, and angrily pressed one petal after another.

"Aunt ... Auntie," a Tsing Yi girl next to the young woman cautiously advised, "Sir concubine won't let his wife and old lady come in to see you ... what about you telling you? Pets are added. "In the eyes of the girl, Lord Wang naturally loves his own son. Except for Wei Fangfei, the most often Prince Wang comes in the house of his own son. There is a saying: "The old man hurts his wife". At this moment, the master is beautiful, and people are better than Huajiao. How can Wang Ye not cherish it!

The young woman, that is, Fang Ziman first brightened her eyes, but then slumped again, and said, "Although Wang Ye is pretty good to me, but this is a matter of inner house, I am afraid that Wang Ye's personality will not care ... King Zhennan likes a smart and sensible woman. She has only been in the government for half a month and hasn't established a foothold in the palace. If she rushes to sue the concubine, she may even leave a bad impression on King Zhennan. Falling into the same situation as my aunt Xiao Fang's, I would like to spend ten times more effort to reverse the situation.

Didn't she violate her intentions?

Thinking of it, Fang Ziman rubbed the camellia in the ball even harder, and then threw it on the ground, staring fiercely at the scarlet red flower, as if looking at the enemy.

That Weishi had been in the house for so many years, and did not give birth to a prince for Wang Ye, but they had been occupying Wang Ye with no interest, and it was just a vegetarian meal!

Originally, Fang Ziman wanted the grandmother, Mrs. Fang and Mrs. Fang Qi, to go to the palace to make an idea for herself, so the girl went to Fang's house to hand over the news. At first, the grandmother and mother came and made her very happy. But from the first two days, as soon as the Fang family's four-room post was handed over to the palace, it was rejected, and it must have been done by the family's concubine!

Obviously, Shi Zifei wanted to embarrass herself because she almost married her cousin.

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