Mrs. Hua Yi

Chapter 1 Emperor Heart (1)
Han Yuanguang five years, spring.

The wind is warm and clear, and the branches are fragrant and soft.

The flowers outside the window are beautiful, and the emperor's deep eyes are still smiling like chrysanthemums in the painting.

Xuanshi Hall of Weiyang Palace, the hall is so quiet that there is only a gloomy eye.

The emperor lazily leaned on the camphor couch, without looking away, and focused on the jade painting on the camphor table in front of him, his brows gradually became as soft as spring water.

The palace curtains are heavy and deep, and the smoke from the furnace is soft and soft, mixed with the fragrance of camphor, which lingers on the beauty's eyes one after another, as if it has entered the essence of painting, and enlivens her pair of peony pupils, which are as beautiful as stars. Open a hall of Tsinghua University.

He has stroked the white jade silk on the camphor table thousands of times.The woman's long hair on the silk is as long as her knees, like a fine brocade winding half a shop, beside a long skirt with green and dark woody fragrance and chrysanthemum pattern, it is like a budding Lihuan flower in Shanglin Garden, clear and beautiful Outside the jade face, the strange fragrance refreshes the spleen and soul.

The emperor's eyes were burning, and his fingers caressed her smiling face, as if the tenderness of a thousand years flowed through his heart like water, and the tip of his chest was pulled violently, with a slight pain.

how long have to wait?
"Xiao Yizi!" The emperor cried out with unsure eyes, his voice full of annoyance.

"Your Majesty, the servant girl is here." Xiao Yizi's soft voice flew out of the door, her tone full of joy, she opened the curtain and came in, holding a bunch of freshly folded flower buds in her hand, her eyebrows were stained with a smile Said: "The servant girl discovered that the Lihuan flower buds in Lihuan Palace are several times more graceful than those in Shanglin Garden. Lihuan flowers bloom once every seven years, and Lord Yao Hou should also grow into a jade color. Your Majesty, slave servant congratulates Your Majesty, today I'm going to see Lord Yaohou." Xiao Yizi couldn't stop beaming with joy as she inserted a sprig of bright flowers into the emerald goblet with flowing cloud patterns.

The emperor's heart skipped a beat, and his tone was gentle: "Is Mrs. Feng Hou here?"

"Here we come, the maidservant watched quietly, and she was kowtowing to the queen. There was a girl in green Chenyi kneeling next to her. I don't know if it was Lord Yaohou. The servant girl looked at the woody chrysanthemum pattern on the hem of the green Chencloth with clumsy eyes. The jade and silk are the same." Xiao Yizi replied with a slender waist and a hundred voices.

The emperor's eyes were like a cluster of candlelight, and he took a sprig of fresh and elegant Lihuan flowers in his hand, and smelled it lightly, the fragrance was crisp to the bones.

The buds of Lihuan are in the shape of hosta flowers, but when they are fully bloomed, they look like chrysanthemum chrysanthemums. It is an exotic and elegant product, which is extremely rare.

It has red branches and green leaves, the leaves are clustered like seven stars, the flower color is like snow, and the petals seem to be caged in clouds and smoke, with a hazy beauty.

Lihuan flowers bloom in the morning and close at night, and the next day they bloom especially snowy and joyful, so it is called Lihuan.The flowering period is as long as one year, until the fragrance is gone, and then wait for another seven years to reappear Ziyan.

Lianhuan flowers, Lianyihuan.

When the flowers bloom, the garden is full of fragrance, and the elegant eyebrows are just her at the tip of her heart.

The emperor's long eyes were full of smiles, and he put away the painting, his lips were slightly bent: "Come on, let me see the queen."

It's clearly looking at the person in the painting.Xiao Yizi slandered, bowed her head and hurriedly rolled up the bead curtain.

The emperor got up, cherishing and holding the painting like a jade, and put it in a red agate painting bottle with woody fragrance and chrysanthemum pattern.

There are seven volumes of beauties.Inside the bottle are her full-age portraits from the age of five to 12, and the painter will present the last silk, which will end his secluded career in seeing painting and thinking people before the case.

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Lihuan Palace is here, Yaochi Terrace is here, and there is a beautiful woman in Taiwan, Man, Chu, and her waist curled up.

Lihuan palace, Lihuan flowers, the fragrance of flowers stays forever.

You are tired of the cloud and the blue color.

The emperor had a smile on his lips, his eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, and he stepped down the alchemy steps in a trance, his footsteps were a little ethereal.

Xiao Yizi held her snow-white tail in her arms, walked with her shoulders in small steps, looked at the emperor's eyes, and laughed secretly.

(End of this chapter)