After the lazy emperor

More than enough, it was too much, and said in a good mood: "Zhulan, can you weave straw baskets?"

Well--?What is the situation, Zhulan was startled slightly, with doubts on her face, "If you go back to your mother, Zhulan will not."

Feng Ning pulled her over and sat on the lawn together, handed her half a wicker stick, and said, "I'll teach you."

Concubine Ning is a little different today, Zhulan thought in her heart, but it was not a feeling she hated, took the willow stick, and smiled involuntarily, "Yes, please advise, empress."

Weaving grass baskets was learned in my previous life when I was studying and going on an outing. The students would always gather together to weave grass baskets, and then pick a lot of wild flowers and put them in the baskets. Wrap the willow sticks around the frame branches, and finally wind the lifting rods. This is done. Look at your own results with satisfaction, and then look at the bamboo orchids. Looks good, girls really love to play.

"Your Majesty, the maidservant has made it up." Zhulan smiled happily, revealing a childlike innocence that was never seen in normal times.

Feng Ning accepted her work, and finally nodded with a smile, "Little girl is not bad, she did it so well for the first time."

Zhulan lowered her head in embarrassment, and whispered back, "Thank you for your compliment."

"Okay, the straw basket is finished, and the next step is to pick flowers." Standing up, Feng Ning gave a rare bright smile, as if it was warm and warm in March, Zhulan was stunned for a moment, and then stood up, "Your Majesty, what do you want?" Whatever flowers you pick, the servants can go."

He praised the ingenuity of the ancient people, and this time proved the firmness of respect and respect. He shook his head helplessly, leaned over to pick a wild mountain chrysanthemum, "I don't want you to wait, pick it with me." Show her the pattern you picked, "Pick this kind of Zhengyan and plump one."

"Dare to ask my mother what is the use of picking flowers?"

Looking sideways at Zhulan's questioning eyes, she said with a smile, "Make tea."

Although I don't understand why the empress is in a good mood today, but as a servant girl, she shouldn't ask too many questions, so she pursed her lips and smiled, bending over to pick flowers like the empress.

About a quarter of an hour later, Feng Ning sniffed the scent of chrysanthemums in the basket, nodded her head in satisfaction, and said to the bamboo orchids that were still being picked: "Bamboo orchids, it's okay, if you continue to pick them, they will lose their children and grandchildren."

Well--?Zhulan couldn't help laughing when she heard the words, "Hehe——, empress, forgive me, the servant has lost his composure."

Feng Ning lowered her eyes to take care of the chrysanthemums in the grass basket, the wind lifted her purple clothes around her waist, and a strand of blue silk caressed her face, "I never deprived you of the right to laugh, how could you be so rude."

Zhulan's heart warmed, no wonder His Majesty dotes on the empress, the empress is really special, "Empress, let's go back to the palace and teach the slaves how to make tea with chrysanthemums."

The white gauze skirt is full of the fragrance of flowers, and the autumn wind is passing by, with a few melodious chrysanthemum leaves.

Stepping on the flower path, basking in the warm sun, and coming to this world, the days when I feel so comfortable are few and far between. It is rare. The days of Yuweishan are happy, but they are also inexplicably melancholy. After all, I am not a god. People can accept the impulse of this huge change all at once.

Her steps were swaying, and when she was about to go down the steps, she met Lin Yun's approaching figure. Zhulan immediately suppressed the smile on her face, showing a trace of fear.