Chapter five hundred and seventeen the sound of the imperial garden flute
Just as Ji Ling expected, the third princess looked shocked. Looking at the winding text curves on the drawing, she asked Ji Ling: "...Can't I live in Chengqian Palace?"
Ji Ling reached out and touched her daughter's head and said softly: "It's not that I can't, it's..."
She thought for a while and changed her explanation: "Look at Sister Shushen and Sister Hehui. When they grow up, they will get married and go out to create their own world and have their own home. You will also be a wife in the future."
, a mother.”
The third princess blurted out: "They are sisters, I am still young, why do I want to get married all of a sudden?"
Ji Ling nodded and said: "You will always be small? Will you never grow up?"
The third princess lowered her head silently.
After a while, she raised her head and asked Ji Ling: "Eniang, aren't you coming with me?"
Ji Ling took a breath: "Have you ever seen any princess get married with a mother-in-law?"
The third princess was anxious. She took a step forward, shook her hand and said, "Mom, I don't want to grow up, and I won't be separated from you!"
Ji Ling suddenly felt a sore nose and wanted to cry.
She turned her face, tilted her head slightly to hide her emotions, then pointed at the map and said lightly: "It's okay, look at the location of the princess's palace, how close it is to the Forbidden City! This is your emperor too.
Ma has chosen a good place - if you miss E Niang and Huang Ama, you can come back at any time."
The third princess slowly sat down, put her hands on her knees, twisted her handkerchief and said nothing.
He looked a bit like a grown-up.
After a long while, she slowly said: "Mom, please stop coaxing me. If you are really married, how can you enter the palace so casually? Handing out signs and arranging dates only makes people's necks longer."
I'm afraid it won't be as convenient for my brother to see E Niang in the future - at any rate, he will marry Fujin and live in my brother's house."
Ji Ling was silent, thinking that there was nothing wrong with these words.
Qixi waited on Ji Ling and poured another pot of longan, lotus seed and lily tea. Then she quietly left, leaving mother and daughter alone in the room.
Ji Ling saw his daughter hanging her head, so he went over to pull her up and teased her: "Your Majesty Ama is a person who plans for a rainy day. He won't plan anything until it's in front of him, so although this princess palace is built
, Xi'er can always stay by E Niang's side for several years."
She paused, wanting to feel more relaxed, and then said with a smile: "Besides, if you think like this now, in a few years, you may not feel that everything goes well with E Niang, and maybe you will resent the palace."
You are restrained everywhere, at that time, the Princess Mansion is your world, you make the decision, how can it not be a good thing?"
The third princess raised her head and looked at her.
Ji Ling held her hand and said, "Let's go, E Niang will go out with you to relax, and we'll talk as we walk."
The imperial garden was covered with snow.
The scenery was originally beautiful, but now it was covered with white snow everywhere, and there was even more elegance and serenity. Ji Ling got off the shoulder carriage, held her daughter's hand, and the two of them walked slowly on the path. The palace people followed the imperial concubine with their incense burners.
Behind him and the princess, the warmth all around them always enveloped them.
Behind them, the concubine and the princess's companion followed from a distance.
As Ji Ling walked around the corner of the rockery in the southeast, he heard the sound of a flute, whimpering and whining incessantly. The person playing the flute was obviously very skilled. The melody of the piece was melodious and graceful.
Ji Ling looked around and saw a woman's back facing them on a high pavilion not far away. She was dressed in plain clothes, spotless, and her outer cloak was also moon-white.
There were four or five maids surrounding her.
When she got closer, Ji Ling realized it was Xi Bin.
Ji Ling listened slightly - the melody of this piece seemed to be very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.
Xi Concubine didn't realize it, but she was still playing with tears and complaints. She put down the flute and chanted softly: "Ji Shou takes refuge in the water of heaven and earth, and the fairy family is happy and the white crane flies..."
It wasn't until Qixi coughed lightly that she suddenly stopped.
Xi Concubine turned her head stiffly and saw the concubine Chen's wedding ceremony standing all over the snow. The people in the palace lowered their heads and closed their eyes in silence.
"Concubine, please see your concubine Chen!" Finally, a rare look of embarrassment appeared on Xi Concubine's face.
It’s so embarrassing!
Ji Ling called people up.
Although Mrs. Niu Hulu was greeting Ji Ling, her whole body couldn't help but trembling, and her chin was trembling slightly. Because her skin was white with the cold, the red rouge on her face became more and more funny.
As for the clothes she was wearing, it was even more obvious that they were autumn clothes. They were moon-white in color. If the clothes were made of thicker materials, it would be difficult to show off their elegant and elegant beauty.
"The falling snow is singing the flute, and the beauty is as beautiful as jade. She is really elegant." Ji Ling raised her eyebrows and smiled slightly.
Niu Hulu's face looked as if a paint bottle had been knocked over. All the colors appeared for a moment, but she quickly calmed down and said softly, "I have nothing to do. Let's take a walk in the imperial garden."
.Seeing the beautiful scenery after the snow, I felt itchy for a while, so I asked someone to fetch the flute."
Ji Ling nodded, turned to Qixi and said, "When we came out, we brought a few extra cotton hand covers and gave one to Xibi!"
Qixi said respectfully: "Yes".
She stepped forward, lowered her head, and covered her extra sable-covered silk satin hand with Xi Bin's personal maid.
Xibi saw Concubine Chen's eyes falling on her hand.
She followed Ji Ling's gaze and looked at her hand, and then she understood why the imperial concubine asked someone to cover her hand - her ten fingers were frozen into radishes, swollen and red, but the back of her hand was white.
It turns purple and you can faintly see the blood vessels under the thin skin.
But now, the back of my hand is itchy and painful.
Xi concubine knelt down, but she still felt a little worried in her heart, and whispered: "I don't know that the concubine came to visit the garden, but she still disturbed the peace of the concubine, so I went back now."
Ji Ling was noncommittal.
After Xi Concubine finished speaking, she knelt down and waited for a while. The maid next to her was already stroking her elbow and said softly: "Master, get up quickly. The imperial concubine just made a gesture to let you get up!"
Xibi looked up and saw that Concubine Chen had already walked away.
Ji Ling was walking in the imperial garden, turned around and told Xiao Fenzi: "Go and have a look, look at the emperor today..."
Xiao Fenzi didn't wait for him to finish, she nodded and whispered: "I understand!"
He staggered slightly and went away.
When Xiao Kezi saw this, he rushed out without hesitation and said with a smile: "Eunuch Fen... it's difficult to walk in the snow, how about I go?"
Xiao Fenzi glared at him fiercely.
Without saying anything, he just stared back at him.
Little Kezi shrank, not daring to say another word, and immediately curled up to the side like a lost dog.
By the time they returned to Chengqian Palace, the third princess's mood had improved a lot. She could even pick up a pen to write on the drawings and modify them herself.
When the plate of small red bean cakes was finished, Xiao Fenzi also came back. It was similar to what Ji Ling had expected - she brought back some news. It turned out that the emperor had agreed that he would become a dowager after the next court.
The concubine also devotes herself to practicing Taoism.
The residence of Princess Cheng was in the northeast corner of the Forbidden City, but the Yangxin Palace was toward the southwest. To get there, one would have to take the road from the Imperial Garden.
Ji Ling thought of Xi Bi's hands, which were red from the cold and looked like carrots, and couldn't help but silently said in her heart: It's really hard work...