Heart of the Palace: Golden Branches and Jade Leaves

Su Shuangran knew that her actions were too abrupt, but according to Xiang Wanchun's temperament, after all, she just wanted to hide her thoughts and refused to reveal anything.

Xiang Wanchun doesn't recognize the bed, after all, where is sleeping?But at this moment, people feel uncomfortable because they are in the inner hall, and Su Shuangran is reading a book at the side.Feeling extremely anxious, sniffing the fragrant fragrance left by Su Shuangran on the couch, Xiang Wanchun's cheeks flushed uncontrollably, it is hard to tell whether it is guilt or embarrassment, anyway, people are blushing and heart beating violently .At this moment, Xiang Wanchun was talking about Su Shuangran's affairs all over his head, and he forgot what happened last night when he lost his energy. This endless thought made people sleepy in a daze and exhausted.

Seeing people sleeping peacefully, Su Shuangran smiled slightly, this method is quite effective.Thinking so, he put down the book in his hand, casually found some clothes to put on, opened the door and went straight out.

It's a cool night outside, the wind is blowing, the water is sparkling, the moon shadow is hazy, and the night is alluring.

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The news of Xiang Wanchun's canonization was widely spread in the palace. How could the fact that the sparrow turned into a phoenix not attract people's eyes?Although Emperor Wen couldn't leave at night because of important affairs in the court, and he was too busy to come here in the next few days, there were not a few concubines in the harem who wanted to take advantage of the time to sarcasm and sharpen their spirits. The gate of the road is blocked, so that Xiang Wanchun will not become the target of public criticism.In the end, it was Su Shuangran who had a big face, and no one dared to offend her.

There are many rumors outside, but they can't fall into Xiang Wanchun's ears.It is rare for her to come out now, so she naturally knows very little about these gossips.From that night onwards, Xiang Wanchun lived in the inner hall.All the palace people came to congratulate her when they knew about her canonization, but it was a pity that most of them were making fun of it, Xiang Wanchun's face would not look too good whenever the matter of the canonization was mentioned, so she used to go out occasionally If you get scattered, this meeting people don't even want to go out.

However, it's not a problem to be bored in the house every day. Su Shuangran saw that Xiang Wanchun occasionally played the piano but was always bored, so he paid attention.

This day, Su Shuangran practiced calligraphy at the desk, while Xiang Wanchun rubbed ink.The two of them concentrated on the work at hand, quiet and undisturbed, and at ease.

"Wanchun, come here." Su Shuangran suddenly raised her head, staring at Xiang Wanchun's face with crystal clear eyes.

Being stared at deeply, Xiang Wanchun looked away in embarrassment, and said: "What's wrong with your mother?"

"How does this palace teach you how to practice calligraphy?" Su Shuangran said softly, "Wan Chun is now a concubine, and her life experience is already unusual. If you understand a little bit of elegant art that every lady needs to know, let alone cultivate one's character and self-cultivation It can also be used for pastime in leisure time on weekdays.”

At first hearing, I thought Su Shuangran said it on a whim, but when I realized Su Shuangran's deep intentions, Xiang Wanchun felt a warm feeling in his heart, and said straightly: "Thank you, Madam."

"This is to say that you have met with me." Su Shuangran smiled and handed over the pen in hand.

Having seen it many times, Xiang Wanchun knows how Su Shuangran holds the pen, but it's another matter how to hold the pen in her own hand.Seeing this, Su Shuangran went around behind her and taught Xiang Wanchun: "When you are writing, pay attention to the five methods of 擫, press, hook, grid, and arrival."

Su Shuangran then taught him some techniques of handling a brush, but Xiang Wanchun didn't want to listen.This posture is taught very well, but Xiang Wanchun is somewhat ashamed to be half hugged and half hugged.

Not only is the fragrance lingering in the nose, Xiang Wanchun put all his thoughts on the pen holder held by the person, so that he would not think too much about the soft fragrance and coolness behind him.Although it is unavoidable for the two to sleep together, the fact is that when Xiang Wanchun went to bed early, Su Shuangran hadn't put down the book in his hand.Waking up with eyes open, Su Shuangran had been practicing calligraphy in front of the table for a long time.Xiang Wanchun himself didn't know if he touched it or not.

However, after talking about it, it seems that Xiang Wanchun is suspected of lying in bed.Su Shuangran was unwilling to wake her up early, but Xiang Wanchun couldn't avoid embarrassment, but she fell asleep as soon as she closed her eyes. In the past, she had to be woken up by the maid who lived in the same room.She was teased a few times before, but Xiang Wanchun didn't take it seriously, she didn't want to correct herself because she lost face in front of Su Shuangran.

Su Shuangran's body is rather cold, and the whole body is oozing with coldness, and the fingertips covering the back of the hand are exuding an unbearable coldness. Xiang Wanchun always feels that it is related to fasting all the year round. Seeing that she often goes to Wenran Palace to steal meat to eat, her body keeps seeing her. warm.

As soon as Wenran was mentioned, Xiang Wanchun thought of Chengde.About concubine Feng...he must have known about it, Xiang Wanchun thought about it and his heart sank.She didn't know that Chengde was the empress's man before, and Xiang Wanchun couldn't detect the familiarity of the empress Chengde's conversation and the unusual flattery and flattery of the courtiers when they first met each other.But ever since he found out about Chengde's entry into the palace, Xiang Wanchun had a secret relationship with him.Now that she is talking about this matter, she doesn't know how to talk to Chengde.

Xiang Wanchun's mind was fluttering, but luckily the pen in his hand didn't stop, his eyes focused on the tip of the pen with a serious look of concentration.

It's just for convenience, Su Shuangran's ring is not tight, but at this moment, she carelessly puts her mind on the person in front of her. Xiang Wanchun is refreshing and tasteless, and the relationship of sleeping together these days has a little smell of her .The familiar smell moved Su Shuangran's heart, and she moved closer, and now Xiang Wanchun's profile was more real.Xiang Wanchun's appearance is exquisite and unique. Although she lacks the grace and restraint of Miss Qianjin, she has a lively charm and a different temperament.Su Shuangran is most pleased with her kindness and loyalty, and feels at ease with Xiang Wanchun.Thinking in her heart, Su Shuangran moved a lot closer, and Xiang Wanchun's body was fully felt with the ring tightening.

Xiang Wanchun on Chengde's head didn't notice it, but later Su Shuangran was brought back to his senses by her shallow breathing, and he let go of the brush after teaching a few strokes.

Once Su Shuangran let go, how could she continue writing?Xiang Wanchun was about to turn his head to look sideways, but he heard Su Shuangran say, "Try to grasp the few strokes I just taught you."

It is said that Xiang Wanchun had to grab a brush and write like a gourd painting. The hand is stiff and clumsy, so the brush is naturally thick and heavy.Seeing that I just wrote a few times like this, half of the rice paper was blurred and stained, Xiang Wanchun was embarrassed and didn't want to write any more.

"There is no way to hold the pen. It should be wide and wide. Just loosen your wrist when holding the pen." Seeing that Xiang Wanchun was nervous when holding the pen, Su Shuangran nodded aside.

Su Shuangran just said something to relax, but Xiang Wanchun was even more nervous.If you want to do it, you can't get better, it's inevitable that people can't let go at this moment.Seeing this, Su Shuangran had no choice but to reach out and gently loosen the hand that was holding the pen holder tightly.The tip of the pen touched the paper, and Xiang Wanchun hesitated for a moment, and a black ink spread out on the paper.

Xiang Wanchun withdrew her hand with a guilty conscience, but was caught by Su Shuangran, she said: "Just write it a few more times."

Su Shuangran was too close and breathed softly in his ears, Xiang Wanchun's ears turned red from the burn.Su Shuangran couldn't help laughing when she accidentally bumped into it.Helpless people are nervous and not good at teasing others, stay away, Su Shuangran said again: "This word can't be learned overnight, let's practice it slowly."

The author has something to say: It is difficult for jj to get into the backstage, but I still ask Huahua to collect it. . orz. . .