Idle Moon Pavilion
The warm wind in June came for a while, and stopped leisurely.
I don't know when the cicada climbed up the green tree, and "Zhiya" shouted in annoyance.
Passing through a round arch, I saw that there were dwarf conifers and cypresses in front of the left and right doors inside, and two coral-like rockeries were opposite each other on the steps of the blue-brick and red-tiled house. The lotus blossoms bloomed the most in summer, and the flower and bird house sent three jars of pink lotus with green leaves. It was pleasing to the eye. Concubine Shen was wearing a purple embroidered cloud flower cheongsam, wearing a golden buyun shake on her head, combing her two heads, and the pink flowering cherry on the right side hung two or three centimeters away from her shoulders. The gentle temperament carried a girl's mind.
Concubine Shen was sitting on a pale yellow round bamboo stool newly prepared by the Ministry of Internal Affairs. A set of white porcelain printed tea sets was placed on the pale yellow round table stool, and a bunch of red thorn roses from the Western Regions were inserted in the printed blue and white porcelain vases. Also placed on the table.
When the season is dry, it is most suitable to run a glass of jasmine tea.
Shen Concubine tasted a cup of finn jasmine tea, lambda sweet mouth, she looked at the opposite a plain Zhen Huan.
"The weather is sultry, is Huan'er's Fanying Pavilion okay?"
Zhen Huan was dressed in crescent white clothes, with her small hair combed, and a silver apricot blossom on her head, matched with her excellent appearance, looked ethereal. She was hated by the emperor and had to pick up Buddha beans every day, but the empress was kind and only let Xiuqiu supervise her every afternoon, so she could go to Xianyue Pavilion to have a conversation with Shen Meizhuang. Zhen Huan lowered her head and looked gloomy, and her tone was quiet and calm:
"It's okay, I haven't taken care of Sister Xie Mei yet."
Concubine Shen looked at Zhen Huan and felt that she was very pitiful. She realized that she was a concubine and was protected by the queen. No matter how bold the Internal Affairs Office was, she did not dare to offend at will, and comforted her softly:
"I was very worried that you were sick before, but now that you are better, I think you can survive... It's always a good idea. With me, I must have been afraid of the slaves of the Internal Affairs Mansion."
Zhen Huan sensed the pity of Concubine Shen, and felt a little guilty in his heart.
Sister Meizhuang, how did you know that I had to deliberately avoid being favored before pretending to be sick?
Thinking of Huanbi again, I am afraid that Sister Meizhuang is not as sincere as her, Zhen Huan gathers her eyes and opens her mouth:
"Sister Mei, I have something to ask for."
"Huan'er, what can't be said between you and me, why are you begging me? If I can do it, I will do it for you."
Shen Meizhuang was full of promises, and she sincerely treated Zhen Huan as her sister.
"Sister, it's Huanbi."
Zhen Huan lowered his head in embarrassment, hesitating to say anything.
"Good Huan'er, but what's wrong with Huanbi?"
Shen Meizhuang frowned. She didn't have much impression of Huanbi, but she sometimes interacted with Zhen Huan and felt that this maid looked like Zhen Huan.
Zhen Huan:
"It's not inappropriate, but she's getting older, so I can't delay her. I want to ask my sister to let the Internal Affairs Department find a good place for her."
Shen Meizhuang sneered:
"I don't think it's inappropriate, but it's greatly inappropriate. Why is she an old maid, so it's not easy to delay. You are just soft-hearted and let her bully her to the top."
"I'll go and ask the Internal Affairs Department to arrange a good place for her to go and let her know what it means to be superior or inferior."
Saying that, Shen Meizhuang was going to go to Taohuawu where the queen lived.
Zhen Huan grabbed her sleeve and pleaded warmly in her heart:
"No, it's just a trivial matter. If Sister Mei told the queen to let the queen know, everyone would know it. Sister Mei doesn't need to be so angry. It's my lax discipline. After all, Huanbi grew up with me.
Shen Meizhuang restrained his anger, knew Zhen Huan's reluctance to care, and looked at Zhen Huan with pity:
"It's hard for you, I'll tell the Internal Affairs Department to find a good place for Huanbi."
Zhen Huan replied with a smile:
"Thank you, Sister Mei."
The two sat on the bamboo round stool again, chatting and chatting about their hearts, a piece of warmth.
Shen Meizhuang didn't pay attention to Zhen Huan showing a smug, Huanbi left her, and what happened had nothing to do with her.