Marrying on your behalf: the abandoned concubine of the cold-faced prince

Chapter 78

Mo Li smelled the fragrance of Jialan and then looked up at Peony: "Mom, why do I feel that you have prepared these things a long time ago."

Peony said in a panic: "Oh, you think too much, don't you want to get out of this palace, so I prepared these things for you a long time ago, don't you think so too? Well, go and change them, change them. Let me see if it looks like your mother, the Fairy Furong back then."

Mo Li held these things suspiciously and walked towards his room. Peony stared at the candles in the room in a daze. Those clothes were never given to her by Furong, and she secretly picked them up when Furong threw them away.

Back then, everyone knew that Mr. Yunlong and Furong were in love, but how could he have thought that there was a young lady in that elegant residence who was secretly in love with the suave Mr. Yunlong.

No matter how many tears Furong shed for Yunlong, Peony even surpassed it. At least Furong once had the love of Master Yunlong, but she never even had it.

From the moment she knew that Young Master Yunlong was the current emperor, a trace of black resentment slowly rose in her heart. Why, why, because of her Furong's good luck, she was able to get the love and sympathy of the current Emperor Zhenlong back then.

Now her daughter has the flesh and blood of such a handsome prince, the son is as precious as the mother, and one person will ascend to the sky, riches and glory will happen sooner or later, she is not reconciled, her peony is no worse than that self-loving and self-pitying Furong.

Why should she spend her whole life laughing and laughing in that dusty place? Sometimes a woman's jealousy is a poison that refreshes the heart and lungs.

She just added a little croton to the tea that Xiao Ai drank. Peony picked up the teapot on the table and slowly poured water into the teacup. The water overflowed without knowing it. She wanted to see that the old Furong was already old. What will it look like when there is a dance in front of Mr. Yunlong.

Mudan smiled evilly and said to herself: "Sister Furong, my good sister, what do you think it will be like for me and my son to rob a woman? This year's peach blossom robbery will definitely be flooded, ha ha."

It is said that when the Qi State was founded, years of droughts caused the land to dry up, the crops failed, and the land was full of hunger. The emperor of Qi State took the queen to Mount Tai, and in order to seek the protection of the heavens, he climbed to the top of Mount Tai on foot.

When the emperor prostrated three times and kowtowed nine times, the huge sun in the sky disappeared instantly and turned into a night sky dotted with bright moon and stars.

In the bright moon like a millstone, a fairy wearing a long pink dress floated out, with kind brows and kind eyes, a smile on the corner of her mouth, a clean bottle in her left hand, and a green branch in her right hand.

The slender long fingers trembled slightly, and the nectar fell, and it rained happily. After the rain stopped, the sky turned bright, and a wide rainbow bridge floated in the sky, colorful.

Countless peach tree seedlings popped up in the land, and the branches were full of flowers overnight. A few days later, juicy and sweet peaches appeared on the peach trees, which saved the lives of the people of Qi.

In order to pay homage to this fairy, the emperor of Qi State held the Peach Blossom Festival on April [-]th every year. He would also order to open a granary to help the people today to pay homage to the fairy under the moon, and held a celebration in the palace every year.

Peach blossoms bloom every year and fade every year. People look forward to this festival even more than Chinese New Year, not for the fairy under the moon but for free rice.

The stream beside the peach blossom pavilion is gurgling, and the clear stream reflects the pink peach blossoms on both sides. The peach blossoms are covered with flower paths, as if the cut pink silk paves the floor.From time to time, there will be a few big white butterflies shuttling in the peach blossom forest, and they will dye themselves pink.

(End of this chapter)