Chapter 46 In the Cloud Garden
What catches the eye is a pair of butterfly-style accessories. The texture looks like wood but not wood. It is both simple and refined, giving it a different kind of nobility.
There is no need to smell it deliberately, the aroma will float into your nose. This fragrance is also like its texture. It is mellow and has a refreshing air, as if the sultry heat of summer has been torn away by the breeze, making people feel relaxed and happy.
"This is called Xiangpei. It is said to be made from various spices. Your sixth sister learned it from an old Taoist priest who traveled around. It is quite popular in the capital now and is sold in many incense shops... "The old lady said from the side.
Qiu He stretched out her hand and gently stroked the butterfly fragrant pendant: "Liu Mei is really a beautiful woman with a beautiful heart."
The old lady curled her lips and said: "Don't praise her. A country girl, who can't hear polite words and has a wild temper, will join in wherever there is fun..."
Qiu He listened quietly to her grandmother's nagging, and a tear suddenly fell.
She lowered her head, and the tears fell on her clothes, leaving almost no trace.
The old lady paused and glanced around nervously.
There were two maids standing in the small room. Fortunately, they were out of sight, so they breathed a sigh of relief.
It's not that you can't be arrogant in the palace, it's just that a little beauty is not qualified to be arrogant.
For example, no one dares to call Concubine Yu the wind and rain.
"Look, beauty, isn't this perfume special?" The old lady didn't ask why Qiu He burst into tears.
What are you asking? This deep palace was not what the girl wanted to come to. In a few years, she had no children, no daughter, and no favors. There was no need to ask about the sorrow and sadness.
"Compared with the sachet, it has a different charm." Qiu He also regained his composure and showed his face to the old lady, "It's great that Sixth Sister can come back. I still remember that when she was a child, she was as cute as a powder ball, but she was very strong. Make Fu'er and the others cry..."
"Is there such a thing? Grandma has forgotten..."
The time together was always short, and after the old lady left, the room immediately became deserted.
Qiu He stared at the pair of butterfly perfume pendants that exuded a refreshing fragrance for a long time before saying, "Put them away properly."
"Aren't you going to wear it?" the palace maid asked.
"Put your things away, they might be useful later."
Where can I wear it? Who in the palace doesn't know that Concubine Yu likes butterflies, and she usually wears hairpins and hairpins in the butterfly style.
As soon as she saw this pair of butterfly pendants, she felt that they would be something that Concubine Yu would like. You can't wear it. If you encounter difficulties in the future, you may be able to ask Concubine Yu for a way out.
The excitement outside the palace belongs to others, but the crisis in the palace belongs to you. Qiu He raised his hand to press the ends of his eyes, suppressing the surging hatred.
She hated her grandfather for using her to gain a future, hated her mother for not caring about her flesh and blood, and hated her father for enjoying the benefits in silence.
She even hates the fact that she had such a bad fate that she met the king at the most suitable age to fill the harem, and was forced to break up with her sweetheart.
It was obviously a marriage that both families were happy to see come to fruition, but they condoned, facilitated, and then destroyed it. It all passed in the end, leaving her alone in pain.
Love and hate in the palace rose and fell, but Qiu Heng didn't know that she had chosen the butterfly pendant as a birthday gift to her eldest sister on purpose.
She knew that Concubine Yu, who could influence the emperor's mind, liked the butterfly style. If Miss Qiu is serious, the pair of butterfly fragrant pendants can come in handy, and then she has the possibility of hooking up with Concubine Yu.
The time left for Daxia was too short. She acted alone, so she could only sow as many seeds as possible and wait for which one of them would bloom.
There was no movement at the Yuan residence for the time being. Within two days, Qiu Heng received a post from Feng Caixing, the second girl of the Changchun Marquis Mansion.
Feng Caixing invited her to participate in Cuju club activities.
There are many Cuju clubs, large and small, in Beijing. The Cuju club where Feng Caixing belongs is named Yuan Tuan Club. It is the most influential Cuju club among noble ladies. The president is Princess Rongning of Prince Fu's Mansion.
The carriage from Changchun Marquis Mansion came directly to Yongqing Bo Mansion, and Feng Caixing picked up Qiu Heng and headed to Yunyuan.
Yunyuan has opened up many venues for people to play Cuju. The garden has green grass, tall trees, and even a colorful shed to block the sun. For those who love Cuju, this is the most suitable place to play in summer.
"Sister is a little unhappy and doesn't like Cuju." Feng Caixing held Qiu Heng's arm affectionately, "Princess Rongning knows that we are familiar and asked me to take you with her."
Qiu Heng raised his eyebrows: "The princess knows about me?"
"I know." Feng Caixing raised his lips and said with high spirits, "Ah Heng, have you forgotten about your great display of power on the Dragon Boat Festival? Princess Rongning was not there that day, and she remembered you when she heard about it later. Just tell me if I have a chance to meet you..."
Qiu Heng listened with a smile, sketching the appearance of Princess Rong Ning in his mind.
This princess who loves Cuju has a lot of words in her books. She is a sad and respectable woman.
Yuan Chenghai caused chaos in the southeast, and the Northern Qi Dynasty was ready to take action. Daxia proposed an alliance to Xijiang. Xijiang not only demanded a large amount of wealth, but also wanted Princess Daxia to marry King Xijiang as his concubine.
There were no princesses of the right age in Daxia, and the women in the clan were in danger. Prince Fu offered to share Emperor Jingping's worries, and his daughter, Princess Rongning, was made a princess and married to Xijiang.
But later, Xijiang broke the contract, and the reason was even more ridiculous, saying that Princess Rongning was not the emperor's daughter. Princess Rongning was angry and failed to assassinate King Xijiang, but died tragically in a foreign country.
The carriage kept moving forward, and with the sound of wheels creaking, Yunyuan arrived. A group of girls were playing Cuju under the colorful shed, and in a wider space there were men chasing and running, having a Cuju competition.
"Princess, this is Miss Qiuliu."
Qiu Heng saluted: "I have met the princess."
"No need to be polite." Princess Rong Ning had bright eyes and looked full of life. "I heard that Miss Qiuliu is a master of Cuju. Come and give it a try?"
"Okay." Qiu Heng responded generously.
Princess Rongning tipped her toes and the ball flew towards Qiu Heng.
Qiu Heng raised his foot to catch the ball steadily. After a few bounces, he made a diagonal cut and the ball flew high. The ball dropped with exclamation, and stopped firmly on his feet again.
There are currently two types of Cuju. One is a confrontational game between two teams, with the winner determined by the number of goals scored. Another kind is fancy Cuju, which has many tricks, high kicks and is more ornamental.
Everyone present is a fun-loving person, and Qiu Heng showed off her skill, and he immediately knew her level.
Even the team taking a break not far away noticed this.
"Whose family does that little lady belong to? She is a master!"
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"Hey, isn't that Miss Qiu Liu? Cui Er, do you think she is?"
"Miss Qiuliu? The girl Qiuliu who saved Prince Ling?"
"Yes, it's her! Cui Er, why don't you speak?"
Cui Er, who was patted on the shoulder by his companion, came back to his senses and said coldly: "So what?"
"I'm curious. Aren't you curious that a little girl can save the prince's son?"
"It's a bit strange indeed."
Another person said: "Actually, I didn't rescue Prince Ling. I heard that I pushed Prince Ling away and fell into the hands of Xizuo."
"Tsk, this is sacrificing yourself to save others."
A strange laughter sounded: "It's not surprising to save Prince Ling."
"Hahahaha——"
Amid laughter, Cui Er threw the ball hard into the court: "It's a game!"
After a discussion under the colorful shed, Princess Rongning extended an invitation: "Miss Qiu Liu, are you interested in joining our Yuan Tuan Club?"
"It's an honor for me to join the club. Thank you very much, Princess, for your kindness." Qiu Heng did not refuse.
The book records that Xue Han, the envoy of the Imperial City, was executed for killing King Fu. After getting to know the real Xue Han, she was really curious about the reason.
Taking the initiative to share your worries and sacrificing your beloved daughter, King Fu will have a good posthumous reputation.
After becoming a member of the club, other noble ladies became closer to Qiu Heng and asked about Xiangpei with a smile.
Qiu Heng showed the girls the fragrant pendant he was wearing.
"After looking at Miss Qiuliu's Xiangpei, it turned out that what I was thinking about at home was just a pile of mud."
"The ones you buy are not good either. Those sold in incense shops look okay at first glance, but they are too rough when you look closely..."
"What's more, the Xiangpai I just bought cracked and the price is not low..."
While talking, someone suggested: "Miss Qiuliu, to celebrate our acquaintance, how about we exchange gifts?"
"You are so clever, Miss Qiuliu is wearing such a fragrant pendant!"
Qiu Heng smiled and said: "I just made some fragrant pendants. I will send someone to deliver them to my sisters later."
"Okay, okay!"
……
Cui Er was competing, and his eyes couldn't help but glance towards the colorful booth. He saw the girl as bright as the autumn moon surrounded by a group of noble ladies, and his heart became blocked.
Is it because Ling Yun, the crown prince of Kang County, rejected his marriage proposal?
Cui Er was thinking about this and didn't notice a ball flying towards him.
"Cui Er——"
Before the person who spoke had finished speaking, the ball hit Cui Er on the head.
While his head was buzzing, Cui Er felt fierce in his heart: Damn, I must ask clearly today!
(End of chapter)