Abandoned Concubine Can't Escape

Chapter 223 Empress, don't worry

"Physician Zhang, as long as you are willing to work for me with peace of mind, your benefits will be indispensable." Su Wanling glanced at Zhang Desheng indifferently, "It took too long for you to talk about it last time, and I don't have that much patience to wait. Too long."

"Your Majesty, what do you mean?" Zhang Desheng asked tentatively.

"The sooner the better, but no one should be suspicious, especially the emperor."

"Your Majesty, don't worry! This minister will definitely do it without anyone noticing."

"I am waiting for your good news."

That night, there was a sudden strong wind in Yuecheng.When the sky was just dawn, there was still a crescent moon hanging on the night, Su Wanling woke up, went to the courtyard, and found that there was a thin layer of silver osmanthus in the courtyard, and those small silver flowers were like Lying quietly in the soil like that, occasionally a breeze blows by, so those flowers that have long since died and those flowers that are still beautiful but can't help being lonely dance freely in the air without exception, when the wind stops, It fell into the soil again, and countless small petals were tightly packed together, like a thin snowfall.

Seeing everything in front of her, she couldn't help sighing in her heart, bent down, and picked up a handful of fallen flowers, those tiny flowers fell rustlingly from between her fingers, as if announcing the end of a life.She suddenly felt a little tired, and every day in the harem she felt terrified, plotting against others, and being plotted by others.

Looking at the petals all over the ground, I couldn't help but think of Daiyu's burial of flowers in Dream of the Red Chamber, why don't I also learn the melancholy of sister Lin.I found a broom, swept all the petals on the ground in one corner, then dug a hole in the ground, washed and buried the petals in it.

"Flowers wither and flowers fly all over the sky. Who is there to pity when the redness disappears?

The daughter in the boudoir cherishes the spring evening, full of melancholy and nowhere to go.Hoe the flowers out of the embroidered curtain with your hands, and bear to step on the fallen flowers to and fro?

Willow silk and elm pods come from Fangfei, regardless of Tao Piao and Li Fei.The peaches and plums will be released again next year, who will I know in my boudoir next year?

In March, the fragrant nest has been built, and the swallows in Liangjian are too ruthless!Although the flowers and hair can be pecked next year, no one will go to Liang Kong's nest to pour them out.
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