Playful and cute concubine

Chapter 571
"Didn't you say you want the Eighth Prince Concubine to write a poem?" Concubine Shu brought back the topic just now, feeling instinctively displeased with Feng Honglie's gaze at Hongxiu.

The eighth prince's concubine had a bad complexion and turned around, but in the end she still didn't let her go.

"Concubine Shu, I am willing to compose a poem for you." Hong Xiu received the attention of the eighth prince and concubine and stood up.

When Concubine Shu heard her speak, her delicate face was ashen. "I'm talking to your master, you lowly maidservant dare to interrupt!"

How dare you call yourself "I"!How bold!
If she didn't have the face of a blue concubine, His Majesty would not be happy if she dealt with her. Now she makes people tear the mouth of this lowly maidservant!

Hongxiu was so frightened that she couldn't help taking a step back, her face became even uglier, she would kneel down every now and then, and she wanted to be someone else's servant. What's the difference between them and her?
But at this moment, under the eaves, she had to bow her head, and she hurriedly knelt down.

"You know how to compose poetry? Just take this epiphyllum as the topic, and compare it with the ladies present here." Feng Honglie said abruptly, showing a bit of protection for Concubine Shu's scolding of Hongxiu.

Concubine Shu couldn't tell, and she didn't have a good impression of Hongxiu.

Hong Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, and the Eighth Prince made a reassuring gesture to her.

"Get up first." Feng Honglie looked at Hongxiu with an indescribable expression.

Hongxiu responded in a low voice, and walked to the side of the Eighth Prince's Concubine, there was already a eunuch and maid who brought pens and ink and spread them on the table in front of everyone.

In the hall, because Feng Xie wanted to see Epiphyllum just now, eunuchs have moved in one by one to place them.

Utan, which blooms at night, is now open in daytime, white as lotus, clean as washing.

Feng Xie looked at the epiphyllum in the hall, Zhi Yi drank lazily, a mocking coldness flashed across his eyes.

Man-made forcibly reversed and violated the way of nature, these epiphyllums have long lost their original artistic conception.

The reason why he wanted to see Epiphyllum was only because Epiphyllum was cultivated in the backyard of Qingyou Courtyard.

The lonely epiphyllum blooms in the middle of the night, and the beauty under the moon comes gracefully.

He still remembered that when Mo'er first married and came to Su Mansion, she wore a white white dress of snow, leaning against the light against the promenade, and came at night to admire the twilight, and the twilight behind her was in full bloom, as bright as a stream of light, when the night wind hit, the snow skirt and ink hair were blowing rise.Even if he was stupid and ignorant at the time, he forgot all the reactions.

Now there is light on all sides, the sun is shining brightly outside, and the open white epiphyllum lacks the unique aura like a dead thing.

Epiphyllum, open in the daytime, is it still called Epiphyllum?
Feng Xie's thin lips were slightly hooked, and her slender eyes were alluring and bewitching. She casually glanced around, all of them were beautiful and rich, making people ironic that they were magnificent, with fragrant clothes and temples.

He doesn't like it here, everyone smiles at you on the surface, but secretly plots how to kill you.

"Jade bones and icy muscles are fragrant at night, shame is as common as vulgar flowers are chasing glory. A brilliant life is so short, but a wonderful fragrance lasts forever." Feng Honglie looked at the poems of all the noble ladies present in his hand one by one, and read out of them a.

Feng Xie's eyes narrowed slightly, and he reached out to take the manuscript, and the inscription on the bottom of the rice paper was Hongxiu.

"Good poetry." Among the audience, someone already sighed.

"It's really good." Not only pointed out the unique characteristics and beauty of Epiphyllum, but it was also not meaningless to just pile up rhetoric with other ladies.It can be said that it has its shape and meaning.

Feng Xie also had to admit that it was really good to write such poems in such a short time.

Moreover, it doesn't mean the epiphyllum blooming in the daytime, but the epiphyllum blooming at night, reminding him of the night when Mo'er admired the flowers last year.

"That's right." Feng Xie admired it somewhat, it has nothing to do with rhetoric, the key is that the meaning revealed in the poem is good.

Hong Xiu had always noticed Feng Xie beside the emperor, or rather, it was hard to ignore him.Hearing him speak at this moment, his face flushed, and it was rare that he did not speak.

(End of this chapter)