palace wall

It was April, the sky was high and the wind was clear, which was always good weather in the Forbidden City.

The eunuchs and maids on duty changed hands, and the two groups met each other hurriedly, with their heads lowered, they passed through the long vermilion palace walls.On the top of the wall, there are occasional tender red crabapple flowers with tall branches poking out their heads, nodding with the wind, their postures are seductive.

Under the flower trellis in a corner of the Compassionate Ning Palace, several young girls sat around the stone table, whispering and covering their faces with fans from time to time.The rest are all combing their hair, only one is older, about seventeen or eighteen years old, already dressed as a woman.

I don't know where to say, the girl in the light purple flag widened her eyes, her expression became agitated, and she whispered, "Ah... I can save it, it was King Pingxi's anger at the crown and his beauty" back then. This matter is why our Qing army entered the customs."

Another woman dressed in a bright peach-colored flag held a round fan and slapped it obliquely, "What nonsense! Make other people's ambitions worse, and destroy your own prestige. Without the help of him, a Han, we Manchus would not be able to enter the Forbidden City? Let me tell you Ah, whoever lives here in the imperial city never escaped."

The older woman lowered her head and smiled, picked up the teacup and took a sip. From the corner of her eyes, she looked at the front of the front and sat aside, and looked at the youngest woman, with lowered eyebrows and narrow eyes. She wore a palace dress with a white background and tender pink patterns. The light-colored tassels hanging down added a bit of gentleness to the wind, and the woman said softly, "Qitang, what do you think?"

The girl quickly raised her eyes when she heard that, looked at the woman politely, then lowered her eyebrows and thought for a while, "The two sisters are right...but I still prefer to hear the story of how to become a beauty in anger." Said Putting his head up and looking at the crowd, he smiled softly, his words were soft and a bit shy, "That Mrs. Chen... is so lucky."

The woman who was beating someone with a fan just now laughed, "Look at Tenth Sister, Xiao Shisi is the youngest, but Huaichun is the most affectionate. You are really angry when King Pingxi is angry at the crown? They are men who have the most thoughts, and He is good at using women as shields and excuses."

Qitang thought for a while, but without words, the woman who was the first to speak just now changed the subject, "Let's not talk about it, is this Han man weaker than our Manchu man?"

Thirteen giggled, "I have to ask Elder Sister Ten, where have we seen so many? I haven't seen many guards around the deep palace compound. But speaking of it, this King Pingxi is still our little Ten. Four of..."

Shi Gege interrupted her with a smile, "Han people value Confucianism, and they always look like gentlemen, which is quite different from Manchurians."

Qitang smiled, then looked at the tea leaves in the teacup floating up and down, without saying a word.

The woman in the purple palace dress looked at the sun, "Look at the time, it's time for the Empress Dowager to wake up from her afternoon nap, and it's time for us to go in and greet her."

A group of girls were helped by the maids, stepping on the bottom of the flower pots to the palace to distribute the flowers and blow the willows.Qitang was the last to walk, taking Qingming's hand, he inevitably sprained his foot, Qingming helped her adjust her posture, Qitang stuck out her tongue at her, neither the master nor the servant said anything. As if nothing happened, he continued to move forward.