The Job of an Imperial Concubine

Plain-sleeved shirt, jade tea.

Feng Jin looked at the steaming teacup in front of him, and there were green tea stems floating in it. Although he hadn't tasted it yet, he already smelled the faint fragrance of the tea.

After dinner, it is a beautiful thing to see a beautiful woman holding a candle. If the beautiful woman's actions are elegant and moving, it is a pleasing beautiful thing.For the first time, he knew that his Zhao Chongyi made good hands, even if the tea was not made well, at least he raised his hand and put it in his feet.

Take a sip of the teacup and sip her lips and teeth. Feng Jinxiao looked at Zhuang Luoyan: "The tea and teeth of Ai Feibao are fragrant. This tea can bear the name of beauty tea."

Zhuang Luoru listened to the rain outside the window and smiled: "The emperor is making fun of his concubine. This rain has been raining for several days, but it can be regarded as a solution to the summer drought. There is no need to worry about the lack of water for transplanting."

Feng Jin put down the teacup and smiled gently: "Aifei understands farming?"

"I don't know much about it, I'm just bored and reading some agricultural books, it's a time to spend my leisure time," Zhuangluo roared his hair in front of his forehead, and smiled quite shyly. "Concubines like poetry are not Too understand, but the miscellaneous books are interesting."

"It's good to like these," Feng Jin got up and walked to Zhuang Luoyan's side, suddenly bent down and picked her up, so that Zhuang Luoyan stretched out his arms and grabbed his neck.

"Emperor!" Zhuang Luoru felt that he really did not understand the creature of the emperor, and their thought circuit was too different.

"With such a beautiful view, will Ai Fei always taste tea with me?" Feng Jin embraced the beauty and walked into the inner room. This was also the first time Zhuang Luoru moved in Xihe Palace. The furnishings were very elegant. However, there is no such elegance, but it makes people feel indescribably warm and comfortable when they come in.

Withdrawing the only jasper hairpin in the hair room, the green silk slipped down like water, expressing thousands of customs.

The so-called flirtatiousness is not the most charming, but the unconsciously coquettishness and coyness are the things that make the man most resistant to the bed.Zhuang Luoru watched the emperor turn into a wolf, smiled and hooked the emperor's waist. As a concubine, it required professional ethics. When you should work hard, you should be very dedicated.

The emperor's performance on the bed was very brave, so Zhuang Luoyan, who had originally suspected that he would become an embroidery needle, had to sigh with the royal palace's top supplements.

However, Feng Jin is not an emperor who is turning the brand every day. Zhuang Luoyan does not know whether the emperor is so brave in other women's beds. If not, it is an affirmation of his charm.

Gao Dezhong, who was waiting outside the door, always prepared bathing water. Although it rained on this day, it was summer. After all, the emperor should always take a bath afterwards. He prepared it earlier.

When the emperor got up to take a bath, Zhuangluo robe was sleeping thoroughly. When he was carried into the bath tub by the emperor, she felt that the emperor's physical health benefits were still many.

Perhaps the water temperature is just moderate, or the level of the emperor's bathing has been improved, and Zhuang Luoru really fell asleep.

Waking up the next morning, the emperor hadn't gotten up, and Zhuang Luoyan didn't open his eyes. He just moved closer to the emperor to show his intimacy, but he didn't expect the emperor to grab her waist at the next moment.

She still didn't get up to change the dress for the emperor. She just sat on the bed and watched the emperor leave. She rubbed her sore waist. After sleeping for a while, she got up and dressed. Although the food, clothing and housing were good, the only pain was every morning. I have to go to the queen once and hang around. It is painful to want to come to the queen. Every morning I have to watch those cowardly little wigs wandering in front of me, and I cannot express my dissatisfaction.

"Master, how to arrange the small kitchen in our palace?" Yun Xi and Ting Zhu waited for Zhuangluo Rouge to change their clothes. They didn't know how to make up their minds.

"The small kitchen uses our own people." Zhuang Luoyan didn't want to eat even his own food. He chose a white jade hairpin to listen to bamboo. "You must not exceed the specifications of the instrument for cooking. Others in your heart It’s clear, I won’t say much.”

The emperor allowed Xihe Palace to have its own small kitchen. It has spread to the ears of the palace masters, and their ideas are different, but no one jumped out at this time. After all, this Zhao Chongyi is evil, if it is really blessed by heaven. And they are against it. Who knows if they will be like the two eunuchs?

And the emperor is so good to her, maybe there is no such relationship.

As the most honorable woman in the harem except for the queen, Princess Shu was not the woman who forgot to look after the emperor's favor. When she heard this news, the first feeling was not jealous, but strange.

It is strange that the emperor's attitude towards Zhao Chongyi was said to be pampered, but the number of times the emperor turned over Zhao Chongyi's brand was not as good as that of himself and Xu Zhaoyi.Yan Guibin said that she was not favored, and the emperor was very dedicated to her.

After carefully picking a few jade hairpins, Princess Gui stood up, anyway, if this Zhao Chongyi really got the heart of the emperor...

"Ma'am, Su Xiuyi is here."

"Let her wait outside, and I will come out immediately." After taking another photo in front of the bronze mirror and making sure that her makeup was correct, Princess Gui lifted her feet and walked outside.

When Su Xiuyi saw Princess Gui, she immediately moved up: "Cousin, I heard that the emperor not only turned over the Zhao Chongyi brand last night, but also allowed Xihe Palace to have its own kitchenette."

"Where can we discuss the matter of the emperor?" Concubine Shu looked at Su Xiuyi coolly, only to see her look sad before taking back her sight, said lightly: "Don't forget what should be said, what should not be said." "

Su Xiuyi looked down blushing, "Yes, cousin."

In the Jingyang Palace, the queen sat on the head and watched the beauties coming in to salute her. The smile on the face had not changed.