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In the cold palace, Su Jin and Xiao Taozi's days seemed to slip by slowly, yet only they knew the hardships they endured. During the day, they toiled in their tiny vegetable garden, planting seeds, watering them meticulously, and fertilizing them meticulously, each step demanding immense physical effort and energy. At night, they could only snuggle under their threadbare, thin blankets, barely finding warmth in the chilly air, accompanied by the faint, flickering candlelight. Yet, despite these difficult and arduous times, they would find rare moments of leisure to sit side by side in the courtyard, appreciating the soft moonlight filtering through the shabby walls. In this fleeting stillness, they felt a moment of peace and beauty, a rare glimmer of comfort amidst the hardships of life.

The firewood they had finally gathered was completely soaked by the relentless rain of the past few days. Little Taozi stared at the pile of wet, lifeless firewood, her brow furrowed tightly. She subconsciously twisted the corners of her clothes with her hands, muttering to herself, "What should I do? If there's no more dry firewood, I'm afraid we won't even be able to cook!" Her eyes were filled with deep anxiety, and her feet couldn't help but pace back and forth. From time to time, she squatted down, laboriously picking out a few sticks from the pile with a glimmer of hope, but after repeated inspection, she always shook her head in disappointment.

Whenever Xiao Taozi thought about spreading out the firewood to dry, Su Jin would find a way to plant vegetables, weed, or even do some fitness training. Xiao Taozi was constantly worried about the firewood, and her mind wandered to the pile, her eyes occasionally stealing glances at it, her heart pounding with anxiety. Finally, she couldn't help but say to Su Jin, "Sister, if we don't dry this firewood, it's going to be useless." But Su Jin ignored her, still preoccupied with the task at hand. Xiao Taozi, helpless, could only obey, but her worries only grew.

On this day, flowers were in full bloom, gorgeous and colorful. Su Jin's poetic inspiration was like a spring, and he taught Xiao Taozi to recite poems and compose couplets with great interest.

Su Jin raised her head slightly, her eyes gazing into the distance, her expression revealing a calmness and tranquility that seemed to transcend the mundane world. She gently opened her red lips and chanted leisurely:

“Standing alone in the cold courtyard, the flowers bloom wantonly.

My heart drifts away with the wind, so I don’t need to guess about the world.”

"Spring arrives deep in the cold palace, and the fragrance of flowers soothes my heart.

Although I live in a remote and humble place, my poetic spirit will always remain.”

Little Taozi opened her bright eyes wide, her face full of admiration, as if she was brought into another dreamlike and wonderful world by the beautiful and affectionate verses.

Su Jin then recited another poem:

"Flowers bloom but no one cares, lonely and alone in the cold palace.

But with poetry by my side, why fear the howling of wind and rain? "

Little Taozi was fascinated by what she heard and couldn't help but want to try her hand at writing a poem. Although her writing was immature, it was full of innocent childishness.

"The flowers are blooming, and my heart is filled with joy.

I wish to be with my sister forever and never be separated."

On the other side of the palace, where the emperor was, the weather was exceptionally clear and bright, and preparations for the Imperial Garden Flower Viewing Conference, carefully organized and arranged by the empress and fully prepared by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, were in full swing.

Inside the palace, lights and decorations abounded. Colorful silks gracefully draped the branches. A gentle breeze caressed the ribbons, creating a dreamlike, enchanting scene. The tender pink peach blossoms, like the shy face of a young girl, their delicate petals swaying gracefully in the breeze, seemed to whisper the secrets of spring. The pure white pear blossoms, as pure as snowflakes, clustered densely on the branches, resembling jade trees and white flowers, a breathtaking beauty. The golden forsythia blossoms, radiant and dazzling, resembled tiny golden trumpets, joyfully playing a moving hymn to spring. The interweaving of these various flowers artfully formed magnificent and exquisite patterns, transporting one to a dreamlike sea of ​​flowers.

The pavilions and towers in the Imperial Garden were scoured to pristine perfection, their glazed tiles gleaming dazzlingly in the bright sunlight. The floor was meticulously laid with ornate carpets embroidered with lifelike floral and bird designs, each stitch and thread showcasing the exquisite craftsmanship of the artisans. Tables and chairs were neatly arranged, laden with delicacies and fragrant wines. The eunuchs of the Imperial Household Department were bustling with activity, some intently directing the construction of a magnificent stage, while others meticulously reviewed the detailed menu, their foreheads beaded with sweat, fearing even the slightest negligence. The plates of exquisite dim sum, delicate in appearance, their patterns intricate and intricate like works of art, exuded a mouth-watering aroma.

The concubines in the harem dressed up carefully for this grand event, wearing gorgeous costumes and dazzling jewels on their heads. They all competed with each other in beauty, hoping to successfully attract the emperor's attention at this flower viewing conference.

Concubine Hua prepared to wear a vibrant red brocade robe embroidered with lifelike phoenixes, a regal golden crown, and her hairpins swaying gently in the breeze, her every move radiating elegance and grace. She secretly planned to outshine the other beauties at the flower viewing party with her stunning beauty and regain the emperor's favor.

Concubine Li carefully selected a pink silk dress embroidered with beautiful peach blossoms, which made her look charming and charming. She prayed silently that she would take this opportunity to conceive a prince, thus further consolidating her position in the palace.

Concubine Min was dressed in a simple light blue dress, looking fresh and refined. She knew very well that she was not as beautiful as others, so she planned to impress the emperor with her outstanding talent.

Zhenfei was going to wear a light yellow flowing long dress, paired with a dazzling pearl necklace, looking lively, cute, smart and playful. She was looking forward to fully displaying her innocence in front of the emperor so that he would have more love and care for her.

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The entire palace was immersed in a lively and joyful atmosphere, which was in sharp contrast to the cold and lonely cold palace.

Upon hearing the joyful laughter of Concubine Xian in the cold palace, Concubine Shu's jealousy and hatred surged like a surging tide. Beneath her seemingly gentle and kind face, she concealed a heart as venomous as a snake and scorpion. While maintaining a false image of benevolence and kindness in public, she secretly racked her brains to plot how to bring Concubine Xian to an irretrievable state, eliminating any future trouble.

Concubine Shu lazily leaned on the soft couch in her palace, tightly clenching a silk handkerchief in her hand, her knuckles turning white due to the force, her teeth chattering, and she muttered to herself almost with gritted teeth: "That bitch can be so happy trapped in the cold palace, I will never let her have the slightest chance to turn over!" Her originally beautiful eyes were now filled with sinister and cruelty, flashing with a creepy cold light, as if she wanted to eat Concubine Xian alive, which was daunting.