Fall In Love With A Substitute

When you arrive at Mingshou Palace, you can easily notice the difference between this place and the East Palace.

After all, Mingshou Palace is the residence of the princess, the daughter’s boudoir, and the beginning of summer has passed for ten days, and the red wooden windows of Mingshou Palace are replaced with soft smoke with the pattern of hundreds of butterflies piercing flowers.

Feng Yuexian followed Aunt Fangruo into the hall, and when he went to the hall, he saw that the furnishings had also been changed.

There are crystal curtains hanging everywhere, as if strung together by the morning dew on the flowers and leaves, inextricably outlining the love, soft and beautiful like a clear willow.

The Ruishou censer was placed under the window sill, even the soft smoke was stained with overflowing incense, and it was so fragrant and soft.

And Song Pianling stood in front of the incense burner, like a jade tree and Qionghua, and looked sideways at the sound.

There is light smoke and dark smoke on the stove, and the fragrance is lingering. The beauty looks back, like the waves of autumn water, looking forward to shine.

Song Pian came flying across the curtain, her figure curled up, her clothes flowed like moonlight, she saluted gracefully, her voice was like a warbler's cry:

"I have seen the emperor's wife."

As soon as she approached, Feng Yuexian smelled a stronger fragrance from her body, thick but not charming, like smelling the dark fragrance of loneliness, elegant and refreshing.

Feng Yuexian moved his nose slightly, and felt that the fragrance wrapped in Song Pianle was even more moving.

"This is He Xiang?"

"The one sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs is called Huihunmei." Song Pianjue led Feng Yuexian to sit in the hall.

"It is said that when it snowed for the first time a year ago, I took the incense steamed from plum blossoms that were covered with snow, and I could smell the fragrance of plum blossoms when I burned the incense."

It was the first time for Song Pianyi to hear a fragrance that could smell plum blossoms, so on a whim, she waited for Feng Yuexian to try it when Feng Yuexian was free, and it really was a dark fragrance floating around.

"It was so."

"If you want to come to the Ministry of Internal Affairs, it will be sent to the East Palace. The emperor's wife can take it when she goes back."

How is this the same.

In the East Palace, there is not a princess who is so beautiful that I feel pity for her.

Song Pian, who has returned to her true colors, has shaved shoulders, tied with bowknots and light blue palace sash, and has a thin waist, tender and graceful.

The lingering Chu Chu cowardice between her brows is the most touching.

"What?" Song Pianli tilted her head, her temples were like fog.

Only then did Feng Yuexian regain consciousness, she licked the tip of her tongue from the root of her teeth, blinked her eyes lightly, and said with a smile:

"nothing."

"Speaking of which, I'm here this time to give you a pastry recipe, and then I'll talk to you."

"Emperor's sister-in-law has a heart. I am raised in the palace, and I am really lonely..."

The two were gossiping, whispering softly, talking and laughing at Yan Yan, and when the chat was in full swing, the princess showed the crown prince the ivory-handled silk-covered diamond-shaped embroidered round fan in her hand.

Because the two were so close, the golden phoenix beaded hairpin on the princess's head almost caught the princess' temples, and the black hair lingered on the thin wings of the golden phoenix, which was extremely entangled.

One person's face is like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the other person's face is like the flowers of spring dawn. The beauty is graceful, and the clothes and temples meet each other. , dark waves of autumn water.

This scene is like a picture of a beautiful woman, extremely pleasing to the eye, drinking snow and ice has never seen the crown princess talk to a boudoir lady like this.

In the past, Miss Boudoir Jiao wanted to exchange handkerchiefs with her own lady, but she avoided them without a trace.Even the cousins ​​of the Feng family had never been so close when they came to the General's Mansion.

It's not like today, the alienation and indifference are all gone, the two bodies are only close to each other.

Just as Yinxue was thinking about it, she heard that the two masters wanted to go into the room to play with jewelry and buy newly cut summer clothes.

The jewelry is all extremely exquisite, a complete set of sapphires and reds dotted with emerald greens, and some fragments of gold and silver ornaments, the gems shine brightly, and they are dazzling when placed together.

Among them, the most eye-catching one is a crystal hairpin with ganoderma lucidum pattern, the whole body is crystal clear without any blemishes, like chiseled from ice, it is exquisitely crafted.

Feng Yuexian's eyes stopped on the hairpin.

The palace attendant in that chamber went through the beaded curtain and fetched the summer clothes. Because the ones they brought were the best, they only brought five or six pieces, and spread them out on the bed for the master to see.

The two walked over to the canopy bed and swept away.

Moon white, dark green, crimson, primrose, and so on.

The only thing is the same - the ponchos are all cut from tulle, and they are all light gauze clothes. Through the layers of fabric on the top, you can see the color of the bed below, so you can imagine how thin it is.

Aunt Fangruo explained to Feng Yuexian from the side: "Princess doesn't need ice in summer, and the ponchos for summer clothes are thin and tulle shirts, which are lightly cut the most, and have made many styles."

The palace of this dynasty also likes to wear light clothes to escape the heat, but often they don't only cut this kind of material, only the Mingshou Palace, because the princess can't use ice, every hot summer, the House of Internal Affairs will only wear light clothes.

Song Pianlu had never worn this kind of Luo shirt, she remembered that Qingrong was known as "the lightest yarn", she reached out and twirled the fabric, and it was indeed thinner than Qingluo next to her.

You have to give Feng Yue Xian a look, and add some good looks to complete the bet.

Song Pianjue remembered the betting agreement, and found an excuse to retreat from the crowd. She glanced at the group of clothes, and said with a light smile:

"Which body do you want to see first?"

Waited and waited, but there was no response behind him.

What about Feng Yuexian?

Song Pina turned around to look, and just turned half of her body when she heard Feng Yuexian's slightly low voice:

"Let's start with the one in your hand."

Do you have this one?Song Pianlian looked down, and what she was twisting between her fingers was a crimson silk shirt.

"it is good."

Song Pina picked up the tulle shirt, and looked back at Feng Yuexian, who was standing very close to her.

Perhaps it was because of the fact that the window was behind his back, Feng Yuexian's eyes were darker than usual.

Seeing that she didn't intend to move her footsteps, Song Pina smiled and said:

"I need some time to change clothes, you eat some pastries and wait a while."

This is driving yourself out.

Feng Yuexian paused for a moment, then nodded slightly:

"Ah."

She turned and walked out, opened the crystal curtain, and went to the main hall.

Feng Yue walked slowly to the octagonal table and, as Song Pianjue said, had a taste of pastries.

Martial arts practitioners have excellent hearing, through the crystal curtain like brushing willows, the sound of the cloth rubbing on the other end can be heard seemingly without a trace.

Feng Yue took a light breath.

She picked up a piece of red bean cake, and a round red bean fell into her palm very flatteringly.

Feng Yue took a look, the tip of her tongue rolled slightly, and rolled the red beans into her throat.

Swallow it into the stomach.

There was a small exclamation from inside.

"how?"

When Feng Yuexian turned his head, Bu Yao made a loud crashing sound.

"It's nothing, it's a bird. It flapped its head outside the window and has been chased away by the palace servants."

Song Pianxuan's voice was still like a warbler's twitter, with a unique unhurriedness, which was extremely melodious.

But at this moment, Feng Yuexian didn't want to listen anymore, she was already taken away by the scene before her.

The crystal curtain is like ice cream, streaming silver light.

Across the shadowy curtain, Song Pianliu turned her back to herself, thinking that she had changed soon, only the cloak remained unwrapped around her shoulders and arms.

The crimson gauze hung in the crook of the arm, and the remaining two tight white arms were hung with red gauze, and a pair of round shoulders, delicate and tender.

At the back of the neck, the black hair is piled up like a cloud, loosely scattered, under the shade, revealing the small half of the back like suet jade.

She twirled the fabric with her slender hands, her arms moved lightly like a phoenix and a bird's feathers, her head was slightly raised, the pile of black hair trembled, and the crimson tulle spread over her shoulders and neck, covering the flawless jade under her body.

Like red ink dripping into the water, a thin smoke-like red lingering around.It's also like rouge poured on rice paper, and the fine powder on the paper emits crimson smoke, which is fragrant and seductive.

The black hair is flowing, the jade bone is ice muscle, the crimson silk is glowing, and the body is romantic.

Delicate, beautiful, magnificent, passionate.

Under the window, there is a thin smoke from the returning soul plum. Beside the incense burner, there is a small fan, and the fan pendant hangs by the side of the desk.

The crystal curtain is clear and bright, half-covered and half-covered, everything is like an fairy palace, gorgeous and hazy.

Feng Yuexian's breathing stagnates.

At this moment, she felt that she shouldn't look back.

In other words, she was just waiting for an excuse to look through the curtain, but God's blessing made her wait.

Now, after admiring the beautiful scenery, it is worth returning to sanity.

Song Pianyi adjusted her skirt, and after seeing that it was roughly in place, she turned around and said:

"I've changed it."

Across the crystal curtain, seeing Feng Yuexian sitting with his back to the crystal curtain, he swayed a lot.

But it was covered by a curtain, and the golden step shaker was extremely delicate and small. Song Pianlu suspected that she was dazzled, and when she looked at it for a second time, it seemed that she had never shaken it.

Feng Yuexian stood up, her face as usual:

"Let me see."

Song Pina responded with a smile, raised her hand slightly, and unfolded some gorgeous sleeves:

"Here."

Feng Yuexian brushed the curtain and entered, and the crystal flowed through her hands like a clear wave.

She walked towards her curlingly, with the cold fragrance on her body, Song Pian flied for a moment, and the two of them stood together.

Between the two fragrances blending, Song Pianlai said:

"Now that you've changed it, let's pick out the jewelry." She took the lead in walking to the mirror wrapped in branches and flowers, "Is there anyone you like just now?"

Feng Yuexian followed closely, his eyes fell on her shoulders and neck, and he answered in the usual voice:

"The guest is up to the host, you choose me."

"Hmm." Song Pianlu stopped in front of the table full of gold, silver, jade and emeralds, looking like she was thinking.

Feng Yue said leisurely: "Complete the bet first."

"Okay." Song Pianlu sat down on the stool, stretched out her arms to Feng Yuexian, and made a "please" gesture.

The forearm, which was only covered with a layer of crimson gauze, had white and greasy texture looming, half concealed, which was extremely seductive.

Feng Yuexian only glanced, then looked away.

Did not dare to look more.

She chose the emerald green phoenix hairpin, walked behind Song Pianjue, and sent it between the clouds for her. She controlled her strength, always afraid of hurting the delicate woman.

She is so small and always sick, so be careful.

Feng Yuexian chose a few moth hair ornaments made of colored glass, hesitating, and seemed to want to pile them on Song Pianli's head.

Song Pianlu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and decided to choose two to avoid the ending of a bunch of moths flying into her hair.

After Feng Yuexian had properly made up her hair, she pretended not to say:

"May I put gold tins on it?"

"I would like to gamble and admit defeat, and I will listen to you."

In the Luan mirror, Song Pianlu's eyes were smiling, obviously a bit playful.

Feng Yuexian's eyes were slightly dark, she opened the jade-inlaid sandalwood box containing various colored flowers, and picked them out.

Song Pianlu was idle and idle, so she looked at the jewelry on the table.After looking through it for a while, she picked up a bracelet buried in a pile of gold and silver, and after a closer look, she realized that there was something else.

The material of this bracelet is not unusual, only gold and silver or the like, what is rare is that it is made novelty, there are three or four very small hollow gold balls on the bracelet, filled with incense pills, it should be jasmine incense, Very sweet and gratifying.

Song Pianlu put it on her wrist and shook it, and the incense pills in it shook accordingly.

"Yuexian, look."

Feng Yuexian, who was busy picking flowers, raised her eyes when she heard the movement.

On Ying Bai Shengxue's bright wrists, the bracelets are floating gold, and the incense pills are shaken randomly, and the fragrance of jasmine is overflowing everywhere.

Song Pianlu's wrist was too thin, the bracelet rolled loosely onto her forearm, and hid under the crimson sleeve shirt, only a golden and red shadow could be seen.

Jasmine Fragrance wrapped her arms around her plump and warm fragrance, and refused to leave.

Feng Yuexian tightly grasped the wooden box in his hand, and gently rubbed the jade color with his fingers.

"Have you chosen yet?"

"Okay." Feng Yuexian replied, her usual cold and charming voice was a little hoarse.

"What kind of pattern?"

Song Pianlian sat on the stool, turned her head and raised her body to look at the gold tin in her hand.

Feng Yuexian didn't answer, she suddenly took Song Pianiao's forearm with her hand, bent down, and pressed her in front of the mirror.

With her other hand, she lifted Song Pianlian's chin slightly, softly but firmly.

Feng Yuexian kissed her.

The peach blossom and gold tin that can be moistened blooms in full bloom in the soft and plump grinding room.

The cloak scattered like a thin mist, and was pressed down by Feng Yuexian, weak and weak, and spread in front of the golden jade mirror.

The light Luo shirt slid between the arms with the movement, without any cover, Feng Yuexian had Jasmine Fragrance, Yang Zhiyu, and Jiaojiao under Feng Yuexian's hands.

The wooden box full of flower tines rolled down to the ground, and the colorful flower tines inside spilled out, brilliant and beautiful.

Light smoke slowly curled up from the furnace, and the crystal curtain swayed.

The gold tine softened.