eurekapd Chapter 373 It’s really bad luck
Chapter 373 It’s really bad luck
Just as Jinghe's chubby arm was resting on Concubine Qi's face and her other hand was trying to reach Concubine Xin's hairpins and rings, Concubine Hua came gracefully.
For a moment, the noisy world came to a halt.
Concubine Hua took off her hairpins and rings and wore a bun like the Han women outside the palace usually did, and she wore a concubine's dress embroidered by An Lingrong.
A gust of wind blew, and the sleeves began to flutter like flowing clouds. He slowly raised his arm and waved it lightly, which brought up a breeze. The sleeves fluttered in the wind, and he looked like an immortal.
In addition, Songzhi re-applied makeup for Concubine Hua, and used flower ornaments to dye the color, and painted a blooming peony between her eyebrows, which was really touching.
Concubine Hua took in everyone's stunned reactions, curled her lips into a faint smile, her eyes filled with confidence and pride. Recalling the dance moves she had learned from her master at the Nian family, Concubine Hua stretched her body, bowed, and raised her hands to dance. As she spun lightly, the peonies on her skirt bloomed one after another.
An Lingrong looked at her belly with excitement. Her embroidery, combined with Noble Lady Fucha's rouge and Concubine Hua's beauty, was truly a natural beauty.
If this scene could be painted and displayed in a shop outside the palace, how much revenue would be generated?
Fucha Guiren's mind was not as quick as An Lingrong's. She just felt that she was a beautiful girl from a small family, and that Concubine Hua was so stunningly beautiful that she was unparalleled in the harem.
An Lingrong wanted to draw this scene on paper, and at the same time she wanted to sing a song to go with Hua Fei's dance.
When you are drunk and in high spirits, why not sing a song and enjoy yourself with everyone.
"I hate that spring goes so easily, why does spring stay in Yangzhou? In the gentle rain, I write poems on the branches of chestnut trees. Red Bridge 24 is always where the clouds drift. In silence, I gradually take off my palace clothes and smile at each other."
"A golden pot of fine leaves, a thousand flowers singing and dancing around. Who misses me, my hair turning white, coming here to share the feast. The day after tomorrow, the West Garden will be filled with countless green shades. Lonely Liu Lang, studying the flower catalog by himself."
"Ode to Peony" by Jiang Kui of the Song Dynasty. When the Queen asked musicians to intensively train An Lingrong's singing voice, An Lingrong specially learned this song.
The beautiful woman in the painting sang so sweetly that Concubine Qi felt that her hands and feet could not control the urge to dance along.
Just when Concubine Qi was about to get up, Xiaolouzi's voice came from a distance.
"The Emperor has arrived."
"Bad luck!" Concubine Qi's hands and feet froze and she couldn't help but blurt out, attracting everyone's attention.
"No, what!" Concubine Qi quickly tried to make amends, retracted her hands and feet, and stood still.
"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you."
Hua Fei had a feeling that something was wrong, but now she could only kneel down.
"Everyone, get up." The emperor saw a large number of children and women in the Yikun Palace, took a look around, and then chose a stone bench to sit on.
There happened to be a glass of untouched wine on the table, with a strong aroma. The emperor picked it up and took a sip, finding that the wine tasted a little better than the fine wine in the palace.
"I heard that your brother sent you several jars of good wine into the palace a few days ago. Is this it?" asked the emperor.
Shen Meizhuang held back and pursed her lips without saying a word.
That was the wine she poured for Concubine Hua, and she planned to drink it after Concubine Hua finished her dance.
Sister Qi Fei is right, it is indeed unlucky.
"Yes, if Your Majesty likes to drink, I will send some to your Yangxin Palace."
"If I hadn't come, how could you have taken out this good wine?"
As soon as the emperor came in, he noticed that Concubine Hua's makeup and clothes were different from those at noon.
Because of its novelty, it makes people feel refreshed.
What's more, the emperor already has feelings for Concubine Hua.
Concubine Hui watched coldly from the side. It had been four years since she entered the palace, and Huan'er always felt that the emperor had feelings for her, but she saw it clearly.
To this day, in the emperor's heart, Concubine Hua still holds more weight.