The Job of an Imperial Concubine

"Emperor, this flower..." Gao Dezhong looked at the pots of Gejin purple in front of him. The flowers were pretty and beautiful, but when it comes to the expensive, the Gejin purple is really nothing. Why did the emperor suddenly like this flower? Come?

"I look at this Gejin Zi and don't have a taste," Emperor Cheng Xuan stretched his hands to touch the purple petals, a trace of coldness and a smoothness, giving a comfortable feeling, "Move these potted flowers to Taoyu Pavilion."

Gao Dezhong glanced down at these pots of brightly colored Gejin Zi. If he remembered correctly, the nobleman who lived in Taoyuge was only a little bit. The emperor gave so many pots of peonies, not Raise Zhao Ping's position in the palace?

If this is to give other flowers, it is not a big deal, but this peony is not anything else. The so-called peony is expensive, but where there is noble words, how can there be ordinary ones?

The emperor always loves and loves the women in the harem, and even the pets will not be overwhelmed.What kind of person is Zhaobin? The emperor does not remember him but he remembers clearly. Although the time of entering the palace is short, he offended several masters in the palace. Although his appearance and skin are not bad, but his temperament and temperament are not good, so the emperor After turning over the brand a few times, I forgot people. When Zhao Ping was still a ceremonial a few days ago, he was tossed by many people in the palace. This was really a surprise to him. Unexpectedly, or did this Zhuang Xiaozi pretend to be pretentious?

But pretending to be so brainless or even letting the emperor cool down will not benefit her, but if not, how could a person's change be so huge?

"You are thinking why I gave Peony to Zhao Ping?" Emperor Cheng Xuan looked at Gao Dezhong lightly, with a smile in his mouth, showing that he was in a good mood.

"The minions dare not," the sweat of Gao Dezhong's head suddenly overflowed, peeping into the emperor's mind, it was a matter of losing his head. Where did he dare to recognize this?

"Come on," Emperor Cheng Xuan saw him like this, and raised his hand. "Go and move the flowers to Taoyu Pavilion."

"Ma'am, the slave-maid heard that the Emperor had won several pots of purple flowers from Taoyu Pavilion today." Rou Fei walked to Rou Fei's side as she approached the maid, and after seeing this sentence, she saw Rou Fei's face Gloomy.

"Can you see that it is Gejin Zi?" Rou Fei looked at Shi Wu coldly, and even the beautiful voice was a little more murderous. Shi Wu buried her head down by two points, "Yes, Master."

"Okay, what a Zhaopin," Rou Fei sneered, "This palace gave her a dismounted horse, and she gave her a slap in the palace. She even got the emperor to give Gejin Zi!" She satirized Zhaopin with Gejin Zi. However, I just wanted to tell her that every little Zhao Ping was nothing in the palace. I never thought that Zhao Ping would dare to provoke her by this means.

She played a good piano since she was a child, even the best luthier in the palace couldn't compare with her, plus she had a good voice and good looks. Since she entered the palace in the past few years, she has been loved by the emperor. Xiaobin slapped her face.

"I want to come to Zhao Peng to love peonies," Rou Fei said slowly, "Go to the palace satin of the peony pattern in this palace library to Taoyu Pavilion, remember that it is embroidered with Qianwei Weizi pattern , Don't get it wrong."

"Yes." Shi Wuyou sighed with relief after she retired cautiously.

Zhuang Luoru held his chin and watched the servant carefully move a few pots of purple, and leaned lazily on the soft couch. He listened to Zhu and pinched his legs for himself, his eyes narrowed comfortably.

"Master, Helegong Rou Fei Niang sent a thousand-flowered Wei Zi pattern of palace satin," Yun Xi walked in from the outer room, and saw Zhao Ping closing her eyes to raise her spirits, and lowered her voice a lot.

"Qian Zhong Wei Zi?" Zhuang Luoyan opened his eyes, looked at the palace satin in Yunxi's hands, and smiled, "This satin is a good thing, let's go in the library."

"Master, the slave-servant looked at the lady of the concubine..." Yun Xi frowned, looking a little embarrassed, but as a slave-servant, the master did not speak, but she couldn't speak easily.

"Let her make a fuss, what about Wei Zi or Ge Jin Zi, but only a few flowers," she, a woman with a normal brain, wouldn’t really think of herself as a flower, this kind of demonstration could not scratch her. Itchy, just about a man gave her a few potted flowers.

Yun Xi has become less and less aware of the Master's ideas recently. In the face of the provocation of Rou Fei, the Master didn't even have a little bit of anger, and these pots of Gejin Zi were given by the emperor, but looked at the Master. It doesn't seem that there is a look of enthusiasm.

When Yun Xi retreated, Zhuang Luoyan sat up, stretched out his hand and listened to Zhu Zhu to help himself to get up, turned around and saw the green trees and red flowers outside the window, "She gave me today, I should always remember to return the gift later."

Listening to the coldness of the bamboo spine, she had seen a lot of means in the palace for several years, but she did not see much of it when she said such things as Zhao Ping.

The aunt who raised her before said that in the harem, the more gentle the woman is, the more terrible it is.She looked at the light smile on Zhao Peng's face and slowly lowered her head.

The aunt who raised her once said that in this harem, she would rather follow a ruthless master than a soft-hearted master.In such a place, the master is not ruthless enough, and being a slave is just going to suffer along with it.

In the harem, the loyal slaves do not serve the two masters, and those who are not loyal to slaves must not have a good end.Listening to a hint of laughter from the corner of the bamboo mouth, the palace is a big casino, and I can’t regret buying it, so she bet on it.

After lunch, Feng Jin looked at the Yu case, or please ask or where there was a lucky sign, and finally put the Yubi on hold, and got up and lifted his robe, "Come here, wait for my dressing."

Waiting for the emperor to change clothes to go out, Gao Dezhong saw the emperor's expression indifferent, and said: "Emperor, the minions heard a new dance from Lewu House, it would be better to call for a reward."

"It's nothing more than stacking some novelties," Emperor Feng Jin said silently, "Why not walk around in this garden."

In April, Fang Feiduo, the garden was full of colorful, butterflies flying, which is a very beautiful scenery, but unfortunately Cheng Xuandi used to see the scenery in the palace, this kind of scenery in his eyes is no different from the roadside stones.

Through a pear orchard, there is a lotus pond, because in early April, the lotus leaves were not exposed, although the dry lotus has been cleared, but it still gives people a sense of desolation.Feng Jin lost his hands behind his back and looked at the lotus pond with a silent look.

"Master, you can't go forward anymore. There is a lotus pond in front. It hasn't sprouted yet."

"That's it, this pear blossom is beautiful too."

"This is the largest pear garden in the palace. It was the time when the pear flowers were showing up, and the wind was like snow."

Gao Dezhong heard a shattered voice from Li Huayuanzi, and just wanted to send someone to avoid it, but the emperor stopped it. Seeing the emperor like this, he seemed to want to listen to the corner of the wall?

The reason why Feng Jin stopped Gao Dezhong was nothing else, because the person he heard was Mr. Zhaoyu of Taoyu Pavilion. Everyone in the palace did not love pear blossoms, because the pear blossoms had a divorce, which was not good. Not many people touched the sign, why did Zhao Zhao come here?

"The spring breeze came all night, and Wanshu pear blossomed," Zhuang Luoyan looked up at the white pear blossom, "It's quiet and just right here."

"Master, you can't stay here too long, this pear flower..." Listening to Zhu wanted to say that pear flower is not good, but I don't know where to start.

Zhuang Luoyan wanted to say that this man’s heart has nothing to do with flowers, but she hasn’t got the brain to such a degree, "All people in the world like to gather together or not, I am a layman, and nature is no exception. But in this world, there are gatherings There will be dissipation, fearing separation is unintentional, it is better to cherish the time when you are together, and when you are really separated, you can also remember when you are together.

"Master..." Hearing Zhu felt that the Master's words were a bit bleak, and he couldn't help thinking of what happened after Master entered the palace. "But, if we can stay together for a long time, won't it be better?"

When Zhuang Luoru, who had just finished his art, heard the words of Zhu, he really didn’t want to directly say that there are only a bunch of women in the harem, and there is only one emperor. What is the longest and longest way, the most comfortable way out is to mix a good position, An An Enjoying eating and drinking partly, but seeing the solemn and sympathetic expression on Zhu’s face, she felt that she still needed to continue to pretend to be literary and artistic, “but I’m just obsessed with it. If I want to leave when I want to leave, I will keep my heart cut, but if I don’t see it, it’s enough to have memories."

There are two kinds of women in this harem, one fighting for fame and fortune, and the other fighting for love.The latter is pathetic and pathetic, the former pathetic and pathetic.Hearing Zhu carefully stepped forward and flicked away the pear blossoms on Zhuangluo's shoulders.

Zhuang Luoru also felt that he would not be able to dress up anymore. When he said this, he felt a stomachache and was embarrassed. He nodded and said, "Go back."

People living in a prosperous society say that love is not necessarily love.But for the ancient women, the husband is their heaven, saying that cherishing must be love.Zhuang Luoru only said this, but Tingzhu listened in his ear and remembered it.

Turning to the first room, there seemed to be a bright yellow corner at the sea of ​​flowers, Zhuang Luoyan lowered her eyelids, and helped listen to the bamboo's hand: "Listen to bamboo, today's words are just my delusions, but also a dream for you. Just forget it. If you forget, I can also say that this is a dream for me, I am ignorant without feelings, and pain without ignorance."

"Yes…"

A man always treats a woman who cares about him a little bit more pity.For the emperor who is in charge of the battle in the harem, the concubine’s sincerity is even more rare. Even if this woman does not love him, I am afraid that he should also value two points. This is the weight of the heart.

Sometimes physical satisfaction is necessary, and spiritual satisfaction is also necessary.

Walking out of the pear garden, Zhuang Luoru glanced back at the garden. Who said that Lihua was away? Today's accidental gathering is not a surprise?

"Master, don't look at it anymore." Listening to Zhu thought Zhuangluo was uncomfortable and couldn't help Yue Ju's words.

"No problem, but just look at it," Zhuang Luoru withdrew his gaze, cleared the glass peach blossom hairpin in the hairdressing room, and walked away slowly.

By the dry lotus pond, Gao Dezhong and all his slaves knelt down on the ground. Although Zhao Ping was only a small concubine, she was also a master in the palace. They who are slaves should not listen to these.

Feng Jin condensed his mind for a long time before he said lightly: "Get up."

Will you be ignorant without feelings, or painless if you are ignorant?