The Job of an Imperial Concubine

"Emperor, it's late, you should rest," Gao Dezhong walked out of the corner and reminded in a low voice, "Sleep late at night and hurt my body."

"What time is it now?" Putting Zhu's pen off, Feng Jin looked out the dark window.

"It's time to go back to the emperor," Gao Dezhong moved forward, and when he saw the emperor's expression calm, he stopped talking and retreated to the side.

"How is the matter outside the Taoyu Pavilion checked?" Feng Jin walked out of the main hall and looked at the light-filled palace, quiet as water.

"Returning to the emperor, the minions were not very clear about this matter, but I heard that someone watched an eunuch's housewife carrying something in the direction of Taoyuge that night, and others would not know what was going on." Gao Dezhong tried. He said, "Thinking that only General Manager Pan will know."

Feng Jin was undecided, but asked, "What's the queen doing?"

"The Queen Mother and other mothers all sent a lot of tonics to Master Zhao, there was no other move," Gao Dezhong didn't understand what kind of thoughts the Emperor had for Zhao Chongyi. There was little movement over the instrument. Although Zhao Chongyi ate less food these two days, but also used it every day, but the slave looked at it, except to please the queen, Zhao Chongyi didn't seem to go out very much."

Feng Jin heard nothing, sighed for a while, and then waved his hand, "Set it up." After that, he turned back to his bedroom.

The fact that Zhao Chongyi was scared not to go out is not a secret in the harem. The masters of the palaces are somewhat gloating, but it is regrettable that Zhao Chongyi was not left behind this time.

Earlier this morning, the concubines asked the queen for peace as usual. The queen looked at the various women sitting underneath and smiled. "Recently there have been many things in the palace. You don’t have to worry too much. Everything is with the emperor and the main palace. Someone is looking at something." After that, he looked at Zhuang Luoyan. "Zhao Chongyi is better."

"The Queen Xie missed her, and her concubine was already intact." Zhuangluo roared up to salute, to the outsider's appearance, but it was a look of surprise.

A few concubines here laughed at him, and in this harem, there were a few people who didn't have human lives in their hands. This Zhao Chongyi looked at the two dead people and was scared into this look. It was really not cruel enough. Such a person is here How to survive in the harem.

"In my opinion, Zhao Chongyi's courage is still smaller," Su Xiuyi said with a smile. "The deaths of the left and right people have nothing to do with you. Why should you be afraid of this?"

"The concubine hadn't seen this since childhood, so Su Xiuyi smiled," Zhuang Luoyan smiled apologetically at Su Xiuyi.

When someone heard this, she was afraid that she had never seen it before. What does the person who is not afraid represent?

Concubine Shu was very helpless to her cousin. She has a beautiful face but doesn’t have a brain, can you say that?

"You're making fun of Zhao Chongyi, who was looking at a mouse in front of her, and she was scared," said Princess Gui, who made a gesture of blaming Su Xiuyi. "Don't take your guts out and make everyone laugh."

"It's common sense for our women to be less courageous," the Queen smiled gently. "Don't make fun of each other anymore. It's not too early this day. Please go to the Queen Mother to please."

"What the Queen Mother said," Shu Guifei stood up with a smile, but there was a little stiffness in her soft smile.

At the Kang'an Palace, the queen mother and her empress performed the love of her mother-in-law as usual, but she didn't deliberately promote the sisters of the Ye family. After gently asking Zhuang Luoru a few words, they asked the concubines to kneel down.

I don't know if it's going to change the sky. Zhuang Luoru, sitting on the footsteps, felt the weather was a little sultry. He shook the fan in his hand and looked up at the dark clouds, frowning.

"Zhao Chongyi's mood is not good?" Jiang Xianpeng's step came from the fork, just in parallel with Zhuang Luoru. Seeing this look of Zhuang Luoru, he smiled and said, "Sister is afraid of heat?"

"Sister, I'm afraid of heat and cold," Zhuang Luoru continued to shake the fan in his hand, "Sister is not afraid?"

"Yeah, I'm also afraid of the heat. When the heat is over, I feel sleepless at night. When there is a little noise, I want to wake up," Jiang Xianbin smiled lightly. "This problem is not very good."

"It's not really good," Zhuang Luoru smiled, "I just want to sleep well at night."

"Yeah, I can't hear any sound when I sleep soundly," Jiang Xianpeng sighed. "Sister, you can only envy people."

"Where can you make people envious," Zhuang Luoyan smiled lightly, "it's just like that."

Jiang Xianpi glanced at her, and looked up at the sky. "Sister, hurry up, this rain is about to rain."

Zhuang Luoru smiled at Jiang Xianpeng, "It should be faster."

There was no half-column time to go back to Taoyu Pavilion apart from Jiang Xianpeng. The sky was down and the rain was coming. Zhuang Luoyan leaned against the window, turning a book of poems in his hand, but paying attention to the heavy rain.

"Master." Hearing the bamboo came in with thin slices of iced watermelon, and saw Zhuang Luoyan sitting beside the bed, he could not help but persuade, "The wind is blowing now, don't wet your shirt."

"Cooler like this," Zhuang Luoyan waved his hand carelessly and took a piece of watermelon. The cold watermelon bite in his mouth and seemed to be cool in his heart.

"Master, what do you mean by Jiang Xian's words today?" Hearing Zhu said hesitantly, "The slave-servant thinks she has something to say."

"If there is something in the words, it needs to be understood by others," the thin watermelon ate up, and Zhuangluo wiped the corner of his mouth, laughing and said: "Your master has been sleeping soundly all night, how can Jiang Xianpeng's experience ."

"Yes, before the master was frightened, he always felt very stable," Tingzhu said with a smile, "but the slave-servant had a bad idea."

Zhuang Luoru had always felt that the romantic thing of walking after the rain was a bit silly, but looking at an emperor who came in the rain, Zhuang Luoyan felt that it was not silly to make such a move, but rather silly.

As an emperor, Feng Jin naturally had no place to get wet, but the people who served around him suffered a lot of sins. Zhuangluo roo let the minions take these people to change clothes, and sat down by the window with Feng Jin himself.

In addition to the small garden of Taoyu Pavilion, you can only see the red wall and green tiles, and the water mist beside the window.

"Ai Fei is looking at this?" Feng Jin picked up the collection of poems before Zhuang Luoyan got it and smiled, "I don't know yet, Ai Fei is also a talented woman."

"The emperor is making fun of the concubine," Zhuang Luoyan pointed to one of the poems, "This flower is raining, the concubine looks like she wants to sleep. You know that the concubine doesn't love these, so you make fun of it."

"It turned out that I had misunderstood Ai Fei," Feng Jin set aside the poem collection at random, "Then you talk about what you are good at on weekdays."

"Although the concubine is not proficient, all these things are possible. The emperor wants to ask what the concubine is good at. The concubine must be good at each."

"I'm afraid I can't take it," Feng Jin chuckled and took Zhuang Luolu to sit down beside him. "In my opinion, what you are best at should be eating, drinking and sleeping."

"Is the emperor saying that the concubine is like a pig?" Zhuang Luoyan pouted, "The concubine is a beautiful pig even if it is a pig, so it is rare."

"Xihe Palace is almost installed there. The day after tomorrow is auspicious, so you move in," Feng Jin supported Zhuang Luoyan's cheeks, with a very gentle look on his face. "If there is something unsatisfactory, If you ask Shangshe Bureau to change it, you don’t need to notify others."

Zhuang Luoyan shook his heart, did the emperor really love her, or wanted to see if she would be arrogant?It is already grace for her to stay in the first house from the concubine of Sanpin. If she is really unsatisfied everywhere, then she is really unconscious.

"The concubine hasn't seen it yet. How did the emperor feel that the concubine would be dissatisfied," Zhuang Luoyan smiled and gently dragged the tight sleeves. "Aren't you still laughing at the concubine's good at eating, drinking, and sleeping, as long as these three can satisfy Concubine, concubine is happy wherever he lives."

"When I say this, you can't wait to admit it. Is it possible that I will deter you from eating?" Feng Jin smiled.To Zhuang Luoru, this smile was not pure, and she answered with a smile, "If you say this, the emperor will not be deducted even more."

"You are so good," Feng Jin said suddenly, seeing a dazed look, printing a kiss on her cheek, and turning her head to look out the window, "This rain is also small, and I should go back to the palace."

After that, he stood up, walked two steps and looked back at Zhuangluo Ro, who was dressed in green clothes. "Ai Fei doesn't have to be arrogant, her external strengths are not rare, but the rare ones are not something you can learn."

Zhuang Luoru's blank look at Feng Jin left Taoyu Pavilion. When Feng Jin's back was no longer visible, she shook her head, didn't she just want to boast of her beautiful soul, as for such euphemistic and subtle words?But what did the emperor do today?

"Master, the slave-servant only saw the Emperor Shengjia going out of the Taoyu Pavilion," the little court girl whispered beside Jiang Xianpeng, "It seems that the emperor really cares about Zhao Chongyi."

"It's really heartwarming at the moment," Jiang Xianpeng showed a slightly ridiculous smile on her face, "The emperor's snowy day went to visit the sick Princess Gui, the last year the emperor went to coax a nightmare, Yan Guipeng, at the beginning of the year Ning Fei's birth mother had gone, and the emperor accompanied him for several nights. At this time, she came to look at the shocked Zhao Chongyi.

The little palace girl froze, wondering whether the master's words mocked Zhao Chongyi's unfavorable behavior or sympathized with Zhao Chongyi's temporary favor.

Jiang Xianbin saw the appearance of the little maid, and said lightly, "Come back, you don't have to inquire about Zhao Chongyi in the future."

It's just a fool who is destined.