The Job of an Imperial Concubine

What could be more ethereal than the emperor's love in this harem?Since entering the palace, she has not been favored. The emperor has occasionally been blessed twice. Facing the beautiful emperor, she was moved.This emperor was the first and only man in her life, and still so handsome.

But for a long time, watching this man circulate in different women's palaces, and watching him look indifferently when looking at herself, she gradually rested her thoughts and stayed in the harem, although it was not good, but also Unlike the women who broke into the cold palace, the Jiang family was regarded as the Jiangnan family, and the other concubines in the palace did not deliberately feel sorry for her.

Seeing Zhao Chongyi's appearance in front of the emperor today, the eyes that could not hide the secret love made her a little bit surprised.She always thought that Zhao Chongyi had been smart since she was left cold, so she was promoted from Zhuang Wanyi to Zhao Chongyi. Now, it seems that where she is smart, she just moved her heart.

She wanted to laugh at the woman's stupidity, but felt bitter at the same time. She had a little pity for the girl in fancy age, but thinking about her current status in the palace, where could she be qualified to pity others.Looking away, don't look at the catkin wrapped in the palm of the emperor's palm. This palm warmed Zhao Chongyi's hand today. Who took it yesterday, and who will hug tomorrow?

Feng Jin was not impressed with Jiang Xianbin. He only remembered being a witty woman. The Jiang family was a family of scholars in Jiangnan. Unfortunately, Jiang Xianbin was not contaminated by the talents of the family of scholars. Instead, he was taught by books to be uninteresting, but in this way The woman in the harem is also at ease, at least clean.

"Since I have to meet the two loved princesses, it is better to walk with me," Feng Jin let go of Zhuang Luoru's hand and glanced at Yuanyuanzi. "Waiting to enjoy the scenery later, he can't stand the sun."

Zhuangluoran and Jiang Xianpeng were on their side to salute naturally. Compared with Jiang Xianpeng’s wood, Zhuangluoyan has many eyes, just like a colorful picture, so even if Shen Jing is like Feng Jin , And occasionally said a few words along the way.

"Everyone in the palace loves the colorful flowers, but I think these pine and cypress trees are full of spirit," Feng Jin pointed to the pine and cypress trees not far away. "What do the two lovers think?"

"Right and upright, no rain or wind," Jiang Xianpin reverently replied, "Song and cypress are evergreen all year round, but it is better. For the world, the emperor is more upright than this pine and cypress.

Feng Jin nodded his head and said no, but then looked at Zhuang Luoyan, and when she saw her thoughtful look, she said: "Ai Fei doesn't agree with Xianbin's words?"

"Sister Jiang's words are natural, but the concubine didn't think so much," Zhuang Luoyan smiled shyly, pointing to the shadow under the pine and cypress. "It must be cool in those places in summer. The concubine said, the emperor It’s a towering tree, it’s a gigantic beam.” After that, he pointed to a small flower at the foot of the pine and cypress. “The concubine is the little flower that grew from the tree. Maybe you will never know all about the ability of the cypress, but Born on cypress."

Yu man said, what could be more satisfying and reassuring than knowing that women rely on him for everything?After listening to this, Feng Jin saw Zhaochong with a hint of shyness on his face, seeming to be embarrassed by these shallow words but not knowing how to save them. He smiled and said, "The emperor is like Songbai, but Songbai But not all like emperors."

"Concubine lost her word, please forgive the emperor" Jiang Xianpeng heard this, his face turned white and she knelt down straight.

Seeing this expression of Jiang Xianpeng, Zhuang Luoyan wanted to kneel down, but Feng Jin reached out and stopped, "Jiang Xianpun does not need to be so, why do you have a crime?" Although he was not dissatisfied with Jiang Xianpeng's words, But after all, he didn't have much interest in Jiang Xianpeng's manners, and he didn't say anything.

When Jiang Xianpeng heard that the emperor called herself "Jiang Xianpeng", she bit her lower lip and stood up to the side. The daylight shone on her face, making her feel the pain of her cheeks.

Feng Jin changed his tone and said to Zhuangluo Rom: "Ai Fei compares herself with flowers. How about looking at the flowers under that tree?"

This remark was a flirtatious flirtation. Zhuangluo roared with a sly smile on his face. He strongly despised the inferiority of the man, but said in his mouth: "The emperor is just out of context. The concubine is just a metaphor. Compare?"

There has never been a hundred days of good flowers, and no one has a hundred days of red.Even if the beauty is like a beautiful girl, but the beauty will be late for a day, her brain is very normal, where would she look at herself as a flower, not to mention such a pitiful flower?

More importantly, if the flowers under the tree were dry, her trouble would be great.

At this moment, Zhuang Luoru actually wants to pump his mouth, calling you cheap, so that you can forget the seriousness of men who are no longer serious!

A group of people approached the inconspicuous flower, and Zhuangluo was relieved. Although the flower was not comparable to the flower used by the queen a few days ago, the white flowers appeared so in the green leaves with pale gold edges A little cute and elegant.

"Emperor, this is June Snow in Phnom Penh," Gao Dezhong stepped forward and explained softly: "Some folks like to use this kind of flower as a potted plant, and they are very afraid of the wind and the sun. Doctors like to call it white horse bones, and the minions don't know much about medicine. However, I heard that this kind of flower has the effects of relaxing liver and blood, removing heat and wind, and it is a beneficial flower."

"Well," Feng Jin nodded and said in a deep voice: "Even so, I transplanted this strain into my palace. Although the flower is smaller, it looks so elegant and pleasant."

"Yes," Gao Dezhong replied quickly: "The minions will let the gardener do the job today."

"Take care, don't hurt." Feng Jin finished and turned to look at the sun high above the sky, and said to Zhuang Luoru and Jiang Xianbing: "The sun is getting bigger, and the princesses should go back earlier. ."

"The concubine retreated," Zhuangluo roused her body, glanced at the little-eyed flower, and slowly backed away for a few steps before turning around and leaving.

It was not until a certain distance that Jiang Xianbin, who walked beside Zhuang Luoru, said: "June Xue is resistant to yin and strong sun, but under pine and cypress, it is also difficult to live. If you are more comfortable, you may drive better."

Zhuang Luoru gave Jiang Xianpi a surprised look. Although Jiang Xianpi didn't say much, he thought about it carefully, but there was no malicious intention. Instead, he asked with some reminders, but it was still a sincere act. , Zhuangluo rouge is indistinguishable, so I just replied: "Maybe that June snow loves under that tree, you and I are not June snow, where do you know if it is free or not?"

"Sister's words are very good," Jiang Xianpeng said something else in her tone. She took a closer look at Zhuangluo. This is a beautiful young girl. Her eyes were not as good as her own, and she was lost by the harem. Rejuvenated, "If you can live a happy life, it is the best." As a woman who has never been spoiled in the harem, she has no resentment or jealousy for this Zhao Chongyi, but it is a pity that such a fresh woman, a cavity Sincerely wrong.

The two went outside the Taoyu Pavilion, and Zhuang Luoru invited Jiang Xianpeng to drink tea. After Jiang Xianpeng refused, she did not reluctantly. After sitting down on the soft chair, she said that she was dizzy and asked Fubao to pass on the doctor.

The Tai Chong Hospital heard that Zhao Chongyi, who was favored, needed a request. Where did he dare to neglect him, he sent an effective Tong Taiyi to the office of Zhao Chongyi.

After more than forty years, Tong Taiyi explored the pulse of Zhao Chongyi through the handkerchief, and immediately found out that Zhao Chongyi was fine, but he could not say so in his mouth. He only said that the weather might be hot and let him take a rest.

"Tong Taiyi said this, I would be relieved," Zhuang Luoyan pretended to ask inadvertently, "I heard that Sister Wang's sister is ill today, could she be in serious trouble?"

Where did Mr. Tong know a little Wang's illness, but when Zhuang Luoyan asked, he had no choice but to say: "Master Wang is not asking for help from the official, and the official is not clear, please ask Master Zhao to forgive sins."

"Tong Taiyi said too much, I knew that the hospital was too busy," Zhuang Luoru asked Tong Taiyi to get up, and rewarded him with something. He continued, "It's just our sisters who are always a little worried, thinking The troubled Tongtai doctor will ask for more pulse, and I wonder if it will affect the Tongtai doctor."

"The well-being of the masters and masters is the duty of the bureaucrats. Where does the burden of the masters and the burden of the masters work?" Tong Taiyi understood immediately. Zhao Chongyi thought that the hospital would treat Wang Bin well.

After Dr. Tong left the Taoyu Pavilion and went to the Jing Yu Pavilion where Jiang Xianpao and Wang Pao lived, listening to the bamboo came in with an ice bowl, "The people in this palace are all so high-seeking and low-riding."

"Who is not," Zhuangluo roared with a smile, seeing that stepping down from the top is what normal people do. She helped Wang Peng once this time, but it was only after Xie Jiangxian's good intentions.

Although the women of the Shuxiang family are good, they are not suitable for this palace. Fortunately, Jiang Xianpeng ordered herself, not others.

However, everything has a cause and effect, and if someone else, it may not be able to get Jiang Xianpeng a bit.

In the Jingyu Pavilion, Jiang Xianpeng was sitting on the bed of Wang Pian and accompanied her to speak, and a maiden walked in with a happy face.

"Master, the doctor in the hospital is asking for advice."

"Do you mean that the doctor has done well?" Jiang Xianpeng looked at the maiden in surprise. Mo said that it is not the time to ask Anmai. Even if it is like a doctor, it will not come to Jingyu Pavilion.

"The slave-maid heard that Dr. Tong Tong asked Tao Yuge Zhao Chongyi for an appointment, and then came directly to our Jingyu Pavilion." Gong Nu honestly replied.

"How did the man in Taoyuge help me?" Wang Pian coughed, sitting up in a puzzling manner, gasping slightly against the bedside. "Sister, do you know what's going on?"

"In any case, it's reasonable to see your illness first," Jiang Xianpun gave Wang Ping a placating gesture, and then motioned to the court lady to ask Mrs. Tong to come in before continuing: "You can rest assured."

Wang Pian sighed and raised her eyes with her eyes closed. She and Jiang Xianpeng were not favored. No matter what Zhao Chongyi thoughts today, without her help, what would her body look like, even herself? Don't dare to think about it.

After Tong Taiyi came, Jiang Xianpeng was very polite and diagnosed her veins with great care. She was more sure that Zhao Chongyi had reminded this person. She remembered Zhao Chongyi's look at the emperor's love and those words she said, and sighed softly. I do not know whether it is for myself and Wang Peng or Zhao Chongyi.

Outside the Qianzheng Palace, the sun is fierce, and Gao Dezhong, who is the eunuch's general manager, hastily walked with a eunuch holding a potted plant. He was relieved when he walked into the Qianzheng Palace. Tao: "Emperor, the Phnom Penh June snow potted plant is finished, I don't know where to put it?" If it were other potted plants, he would not ask about this, but this one is different today.

Feng Jin, who was reviewing the performance, looked up, looked at the gardener June Xue who was holding it carefully in his arms, and looked around, pointing at Luo Han Song Road on the flower stand, "Just put it next to it."

"Yes," Gao Dezhong glanced at Luo Hansong and motioned the gardener to put it carefully.

After being set up, Gao Dezhong took the gardener back quietly and retreated to the door. When turning back, Gao Dezhong glanced at Phnom Penh June Snow and Luo Hansong again, his head lowered out of the door.