Space Spirit Spring: Farmer Girl Cleverly Headed Home

The imperial concubine fell out of favor and was forbidden to stay in the Phoenix Palace. The news spread throughout the harem almost overnight.

Everyone was watching the jokes, and even the queen mother caringly called the emperor to ask questions.

The dark tide in the palace is raging, and although autumn is strong, the women in the palace suddenly come alive, contending with each other, and the imperial garden with a little bleak makeup is also bright as spring.

"Greetings to the concubine De concubine."

In Yingshengyan's words, the dazzling red is short, Defeizhi proudly stepped down, and arrogantly cast a slanted look at Yingyingyanyan in the garden.

"Get up all."

"Sister De Fei." The concubine Xian gave a light salute, turning her head before a pot of late chrysanthemum, and she was more beautiful than Hua Jiao. "Come and see, this chrysanthemum is blooming well."

Concubine Defei raised her hand to straighten her hair, and wore a transparent aqua bracelet on her wrist, which matched the sway on her head.

"My sister is so Yaxing."

De Fei Xian responded and stepped over.

The emperor only favored the concubine all the year round, and the beauties in the palace were just spending their days, and there was no cause for contention, but they were all at peace with each other.

Now that the imperial concubine suddenly falls, it is like throwing a fat fleshy bone. Who has been hungry for a long time and the women who have green eyes want to grab a bite?

"Looking at this beautiful courtyard, I can't help but remind this palace of the grand scene of the general election a few years ago. A generation of newcomers are replaced by old ones, and we are all old people."

"My elder sister is not old, she was in the same year." Concubine Xian's pazi hid her mouth and grinned, took off a huge golden chrysanthemum that was just right, and put it on Concubine De's head.

"This flower blooms rich and honorable, and it is in line with my sister. It is not long after Chongyang Festival, my sister wishes my sister to climb higher step by step."

De Fei wanted to stop, and listened to her words, then turned her anger into joy, let her remove the flower hairpin, and raised her hand to caress gently.

"Sister Xie is auspicious."

Concubine De concubine stepped forward next to the grand palace girl and helped her master adjust the huge flowers. She looked from left to right and blocked the steps, so she had to pull out the elegant and elegant step and find another place to insert it.

The maid of the palace measured a few times, but couldn't find a suitable place to insert it. I always felt that this step was put on the same head with that vulgar and rich golden chrysanthemum, which seemed nondescript.

"There is no rule." De Fei smiled arrogantly when she drank the court lady. "Tell my sister to watch a joke."

"Sister, what are you talking about?" Concubine Xian smiled cordially, and then she pulled Concubine De Fei to enjoy the flowers and chant poems, enjoying herself in harmony.

"My concubines are so elegant."

The calm male voice sounded, and the Yingying and Yanyan were short again.

"My Majesty."

"Be flat."

He Liancheng waved his hand at random, glanced around, and fell on De Fei's head.

"This flower will bloom, and I know where to find wealth and honor."

Concubine De was named and praised by the emperor, and Xia Fei couldn't help her cheeks, Yingying and blessing again.

"The emperor is ridiculous. The rich and noble place under the whole world, don't you just count us here, at the feet of the emperor, with both good and fortune, this flower blooms better than elsewhere, and it is sensible."

Heliancheng nodded as if being amused by her clever mouth.

"Send the pot of golden chrysanthemum to Defei Palace."

"Thank the emperor for grace."

Concubine De was overjoyed, and Yingying thanked her again.

"The emperor, the concubine also felt that the pot of golden chrysanthemum fits well with Sister Defei, so she pinched it to her sister and chanted a poem specially."

Concubine Xian was unwilling to be lonely, and smiled.

"Oh? Come and listen."

Helian City strolled leisurely, and the concubines followed closely behind them, squeezed close to each other, I don't know who pinched which one, who stepped on whose embroidered silk shoes, did not dare to make a fuss in front of the emperor.

"The concubine is showing her ugliness."

The concubine Xian smiled, beautiful and charming, and slowly chanted: "The little courtyard chrysanthemums are still misty and rainy. The weather is desolate and annoying. I get up early because of the warm orange fragrance. The jade hairpin will fall into the cloud." [1]