Mrs. Hua Yi

Chapter 29: Qin Xin (1)
The night is enchanting, and the heart is bubbling.

No matter how long the sadness is, it can't be worth a smile to obliterate a thousand sorrows.

The morning light is like warm gold, softly sprinkled on Xiao Yao's body, while walking, he folded a few sprigs of hosta flowers, the fragrance of the flowers is elegant and very pleasant.

The little girl Xiangyi shouted joyfully behind her: "Lord Hou, look! Your Majesty and Madam..."

It's really strange that Junhou and his wife came together.

Xiao Yao raised her eyes and smiled happily: "Father, mother!"

Father today is actually a five-day rest holiday stipulated by the court, she forgot to go to pay his respects.

Xiao Mian walked forward with his hand in his hand, his brows were tender and tender, while his mother was dressed in huotan clothes, noble and dusty, and her pupils were shining with shame.

Zhao Li glanced at Xiao Yao and smiled mellowly.

"Yao'er, it's too late to say hello to mother today. Father can't wait, and is going to pick chrysanthemums outside the city with mother." Xiao Mian smiled softly on his lips.

Xiao Yao laughed: "Father, no matter how beautiful the chrysanthemums outside the city are, how can they compare with the famous chrysanthemums in the garden?"

"Silly girl, have you forgotten Bitter Job's Job's Job's Job's Job's Job's tears? My father asked Juzhong to breed a new color of Bitter Job's Job's Job's tears, which is several times better than Liuli Fanlu's raised by your mother. Do you want Yao'er to go and see it with your parents? What?" Xiao Mian's brows and heart were warm like spring, and her eyes were shining like stars on Zhaoli's face, and she was finally willing to accompany him to Kuyi Zhuang.

Bitterness, another name for wild chrysanthemum, is also a yearning for a free and free life.

"No, let's go, father and mother." Xiao Yao leaned forward and whispered mischievously in Zhaoli's ear: "Mother, love father well!"

Zhao Lifan blushed and took a look at her.

Xiao Yao smiled like a flower, raised her hand, turned and ran away.

Looking back, father and mother have disappeared.

Really good!
Xiao Yao turned back and turned back, like a flying swallow returning to its nest.

In the middle of the walk, he stopped and said with a smile: "Xiangyi, take the qin, and I'll wait for you at the Muxiangju Pavilion."

A good song is paired with a good pavilion, the woody chrysanthemum is fragrant, the silk is as long as a feather, and its color is like a lotus dress.

Just the right amount of pink, neither thick nor light, very pleasant.

Xiangyi is clever, and the piano is picked up in a moment.

Ziqin's light purple color is neither expensive nor decorated, just like a person's clear and plain, but there are six blue snow patterns carved on the body of the piano.

Xiao Yao sat down curlingly in the pavilion, flicking her fingers lightly, as if shaking the ailments of the years.

The sound of the piano is flying, like gurgling water, high like a waterfall, sometimes mellow and soft.

Xiangyi was dazed when he heard that.

The woody chrysanthemum feathers swayed slightly in the wind, and the feather petals fell to the ground where the sound of the piano was stirring.

"It's really the sound of nature in the song, with a wonderful hand and a heart." A clear and powerful voice pierced through the air, and the yellow clothes dazzled the eyes, which was different from the sky blue cloud mud that I first saw that day, and was very domineering.

I heard earlier that besides black, the emperor admired yellow most, and the yellow color on his body has a special charm.

The emperor stood alone under the woody chrysanthemum tree, with his hands behind his back, unrestrained and graceful.

"Your Majesty!" Xiao Yao was slightly stunned, stood up and saluted gracefully.

"Did I scare Yao'er?" The emperor stretched out his hand to hold her, and sat down beside the qin.

Xiao Yao's lacquered pupils smiled slightly: "Yao'er is not scared, but just surprised why His Majesty came here? Isn't it a few days?"

"Today, the official rests for a bath, and I feel so bored. It coincides with the birthday of the Queen's mother Dou Taizhu. The Queen asked to go back to the Taizhu Mansion to congratulate her. I allowed her to return to the province in five days. I just want to see Yaoer, Yaoer Do you miss me?" The emperor held her hand tightly, his eyes glowing.

Xiao Yao's heart trembled, she stared at him with her bright eyes, and said shyly and angrily: "Your Majesty made fun of Yao'er!"

Shame is the most sultry lake.

(End of this chapter)