Rebirth Against the Sky: Daughter of a Black Belly

She was feeling weak all over, and with Qingying's good help, she felt a lot easier. ,

"Princess, the lord told me before leaving the mansion that two tailors will come to the mansion at noon to make a tailor for the concubine."

"Made for me? What are you doing?" Shangguan Hui raised her eyebrows suspiciously. Isn't the wedding dress already ready?

"In a few days, the princess will be married to the prince. Maybe the prince wants to make some new clothes for the princess? Oh, the prince also said that the shopkeeper of the jewelry shop will also come, as well as send rouge powder... "

Shangguan Hui suddenly lost her appetite, so she put down her chopsticks, got up, and walked slowly to the window.

The window was half open, and a gust of wind blew on my face, bringing a few wisps of plum fragrance.

Shangguan Hui couldn't help being astonished, how could he smell the plum fragrance in this June?

"Qingying, do you know where this plum fragrance comes from?"

Qingying looked down at the untouched porridge and side dishes, worrying.The princess eats so little, will the prince be furious if he finds out?

When her name was suddenly called, she quickly gathered her thoughts and replied respectfully, "Back to the princess, this plum blossom was specially transplanted by the prince from the south of the Yangtze River. It is said that there is like spring all the year round, so the plum blossoms are also blooming all the year round. Before the prince went to the North Kingdom , I personally went down to the south of the Yangtze River, brought back this special plum tree, and planted it in the Pinting Courtyard. The princess may not know that the Pinting Courtyard is a new courtyard specially installed by the prince for the wedding."

"Princess, do you want my servant to take you to Pinting Courtyard to have a look?"

After a long while without seeing Shangguanhui move, Qingying boldly asked.

"No, you go out!"

"Yes, the slaves retire!"

After Qing Ying left, Shangguan Hui who was standing quietly by the window slowly turned around.The pain and hurt on her face only dared to show it when she was alone.

Employing Tingyuan... Plum Blossom...

What if I go?It will only make her nostalgic for this place even more, unwilling to leave.

Suddenly, the sound of a suspected bird fluttering its wings reached her ears.Shangguan Hui looked back and saw a cute cuckoo standing on the window lattice, cooing.

Listening to its cry, it seems to be saying: It is better to leave, it is better to leave...

Looking at the cuckoo bird, she felt a dull pain in her heart, and her eyes were full of hopeless hurt.

Yes, maybe it's time for her to leave.Her body is getting worse and worse, if she doesn't leave, sooner or later her flaws will be revealed.But she is not reconciled.She hasn't become his bride yet, hasn't seen him unveil her red cloth with his own hands, hasn't...

"Bird, bird, if I were you, it would be great. Then, I can fly in the free sky without being bound by emotions. If people really have an afterlife, I hope I will never meet him again. I have never loved, So I can't feel the heartbreak and pain when we are separated..."

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Being introduced into the palace early in the morning, Feng Zheliang was very unhappy.With this time, he would rather lie on the bed and spend some time with his Hui'er.

With a dark face all the way, he was led to a pavilion in the south corner of the imperial garden.The reason why a pavilion is built here is for the emperor and his concubines to enjoy the flowers when the flowers bloom in spring and summer.That person chose to meet him here, which somewhat surprised him.

From a distance, I saw the 'so-called' emperor sitting alone in the pavilion. There seemed to be a chessboard on the stone table in front of him. He was holding white pieces in his hand and was seriously thinking about his next move.

Climbing up the steps, Feng Zheliang stood in front of the man, and bowed his hands to him, "Your brother respectfully welcomes the emperor's peace!"

"Oh, you're here?" The emperor didn't lift his head, his eyes were still fixed on the chessboard, "Tell me, where should I play this white stone?"