The bowl of bitter almonds in the cold palace had not yet warmed up in her throat. When Nian Shilan opened her eyes, she actually ran into a gilded copy of "Ruyi's Royal Love in the Palace".
His new identity was that of a little-known nobleman. Without Nian Gengyao's tree that could cover the sky, he was full of palace battle secrets from Zhen Huan. She took a look through the window lattice and saw that Empress Fucha looked like a royal. In the porcelain statue, Gao Xiyue seemed to have no brains when talking about it. The most annoying thing was the concubine Ruyi, who lowered her eyelids and pretended to be indifferent. The tenacity in the corners of her eyes made her look a lot like Zhen Huan, who she hated so much back then.
"Tsk," Nian Shilan put rouge on the bronze mirror and sneered while squeezing Koudan on her fingertips, "Back then, I watched the peach blossoms in the Old Summer Palace, but now I'm on a different stage to watch you perform a palace fight."
It's just that the rules of this new stage didn't sit well with her. Gao Xiyue's unruly behavior was too stupid, Jin Yuyan's calculations were too obvious, and even Ruyi, who was praised so highly, was too forbearing.
"This thing is one foot red." She picked up a golden Bu Yao and turned it around under the candlelight. "I gave it to Xia Dongchun back then because she was noisy. This time..." Bu Yao pointed his tip out the window, facing the direction of Ruyi's palace, "I want to give it to the Ulanara clan to slowly adjust the taste."
After all, the red in this palace is either the red of Fengguanxiapei or the red splashed on the stone slabs. When Shilan comes back next year, she can't let this red look too plain.
