The Job of an Imperial Concubine

Zhuang Luoru looked at his half-sister, and showed a trace of joy: "Sister's illness is very good, I still have some medicine to repair my body, wait for Yun Xi to send you some. "

"Those medicinal materials are very precious, the concubine hasn't finished eating yet, and Xianrong's mother and daughter don't have to reward them anymore." Zhuang Jie concubine blessed her body.

"This palace almost forgot, the two of you are actually sisters," Shu Guifei looked at them meaningfully.

Zhuang Jieyu's face changed slightly, and she was blessed to the concubine, "The concubine's posture is no better than that of the virtuous concubine, and it should be true that the concubine doesn't remember."

"Sister is afraid I forgot. When Zhao Xianrong entered the palace, I also said that she looked like Zhuang Jieyu," Su Xiuyi took the conversation with a smile. "It's just that Zhao Xianrong didn't get along with Zhuang Jieyu. , So they forget that they are sisters."

The words secretly pointed out that Zhuang Luoru had no sisterhood, and everyone pretended to be the hostess of flowers, and did not want to go to the muddy water.Rou Fei looked at Su Xiuyi disdainfully. This man thought she had a deep relationship with Sister Gui, but it was just a dog in front of Sister Gui.

Feng Jin noticed the movements behind him, and when he looked back, he saw Zhuang Luoyan standing stiffly in front of Su Xiuyi, with a glance at the expressionless Zhuang Jieyu standing beside him. He said lightly, "This Zhuang Jieyu is not sick Now, can I come out now?"

Feng Jin's voice was not loud, but enough for all concubines to hear, and Zhuang Jieyu's face turned pale now.The emperor's words clearly showed her abandonment of her, which meant that she had no future.

Seeing that the emperor's face was obscure and difficult to understand, the empress smiled, holding the temple peony: "Emperor, today is a flower festival, and all the harem concubines must worship the god of flowers. Presumably, Zhuang Jieyu's body will not come out. "It's clear to her that Zhuang Jieyu's "illness" is just because the emperor wanted to withdraw his brand. There is no such thing as a sickness. Now the emperor said this kind of words in front of Zhuang Jieyu. She has no face.

If she thoughtfully looked at Zhuangluo roar, the queen ridiculed, and Zhuangluo roared into the eyes of the emperor, otherwise why would the emperor protect him like that.

"Emperor, my sister's body has just recovered. Today's weather is good, and breathability is also good," Zhuang Luoyan stepped forward to bless the emperor's body. "You are distressed that your sister's body will not let her go out."

Feng Jin's eyes fell on Zhuang Luoyan. When she saw her, she smiled and looked at herself, and said with a smile: "You actually know more than the doctor." After that, she picked a pomegranate flower from the tray of the palace lady and went to In front of Zhuang Luoruo, took off the pink lily in her hair and pinned the pomegranate flower in her hair. "I remember you like pomegranate very much, I think this pomegranate flower can't be more suitable."

Zhuang Luoyan held the pomegranate flower in her hair and smiled, tilting her head, "The emperor remembers that the concubine loved eating pomegranate, and the concubine also liked peach blossom."

"I've heard someone say that the more peach blossoms bloom, the more peach blossoms," Feng Jin said with a smile, gently flicking the smooth forehead. "Still don't say what flower you like, I will do it for you. blush."

The queen watched the emperor make fun of the stern Zhuangluo roman, the smile in the corner of the mouth was a little cool, put down the hand touching the peony, and said: "The emperor can't make fun of her like this, the concubine is afraid that the pomegranate in the palace this year Xianrong used this reason to split most of the time."

Feng Jin didn't care much, "If she can only eat pomegranate, I don't have to laugh at her mouth."

The queen smiled reluctantly, not knowing how to answer the call. Today, the Emperor Hua Chao chose the pomegranate flower representing Duo Duo Fu to Zhuang Luoru.

Princess Gui twisted the hosta flowers in her hand, and looked at the emperor's petting Zhao Xianrong, who was younger than herself, for a while, it was not a taste, even the hosta flowers she had always liked were not as white as in the past.

Jiang Guipeng looked at the scene with a plain expression. At this time last year, the emperor personally replaced the Princess Gui and Yan Guipin with flowers. Now that she has a new favorite Zhao Xianrong, even the Princess Gui will be back, and I don’t know next year. Who will be the woman who can make the emperor's own hairpin flower?

While chatting with the emperor, Zhuang Luoru glanced at the pale-faced Zhuang Jieyu in the corner of his eyes, and the curvature of the corner of his mouth was slightly larger.

"Well, I don't take part in your women's affairs anymore. After worshipping the god of flowers, I come back here for dinner, and I let the people of the food court feast here." Feng Jinyu gave everyone a gentle look, as if Like a considerate husband.

If not a bunch of women but a woman stood in front of him, as a member of all women, Zhuang Luoru rolled his eyes in his heart. If she acted with life, the emperor used acting as life.

As a famous concubine in the harem today, Zhuang Luoru sighed. This emperor's strategy was a super difficult task. She could only succeed but not fail. The feeling of being bullied when she first arrived was uncomfortable.

A group of people came to the incense case specially built for the Flower Festival. Zhuang Luoyan looked at the statue of the flower god and knelt down with the queen.

Kneeling on her left is Xu Zhaorong, and on the right is Su Xiuyi. She glanced left and right and saw the two people's pious appearance.

After worshipping the god of flowers, everyone incense in accordance with the grade, when Zhuangluo rouge incense, looked up at the icy statue of the god of flowers. What is the use of the harem woman’s hope on the god of flowers? Useless.

After finishing the incense, everyone went down together, only to hear the tear, and looked back, Zhao Xianrong's skirt corner was torn off, and Zhuang Jieyu fell down under the stone steps, looking angrily Zhao Xianrong.

Zhuang Jieyu, who was cold-eyed and looking painful, lay on the ground, Zhuang Luoyan ignored the accused eyes of the oblique rain, and calmly said before the queen had spoken: "Sister, in your current position, you should be behind Zhang Jieyu Why did you hit me while walking?"

The whole scene was silent, and the action of slanting rain kowtowing to the queen, no one thought that Zhao Xianrong would not justify or call out injustice, but say such a sentence.

The queen was stunned for a moment, and then spoke lightly, "What's the matter with Zhuang Jieyu?"

Zhuang Jieyu bowed a head hard to the queen, "The concubine walked carelessly, ran into Fengjia, and begged her to forgive her sins."

"You're not rushing into the palace, it's Zhao Xianrong," the queen stopped looking at her, walked up, and didn't yell, as if she were dust on the ground.

The concubines gave a mocking look at Zhuang Jieyu on the ground and followed the queen.This Zhuang Jieyu is really ridiculous. If Zhuang Luoru is not so favored, her framing will be effective. Unfortunately, now Zhuang Luoru is being favored, how can the Queen be attacked by Zhuang Luoru under such a clear frame.

No matter how powerful the queen is, do you have to take care of the emperor?

Everyone had walked a few steps, Zhuang Luoyan was still standing on the stone steps, and looked down at the embarrassed Zhuang Jieyu, his eyes full of sarcasm, but the tone was indescribable grievances and sadness: "Why does my sister want this? As usual to my sister, does your sister still hate her sister's determination to enter the palace?"

The queen stepped forward slightly, then walked away without looking back.

Princess Gui turned back and looked at Zhuang Luoyan standing on the stone steps with her head down, and she couldn't say anything. If she was a man, she must feel that Zhuang Luoyan is now pitiful, but unfortunately... she is a woman, naturally It is concluded that what is acting and what is true love.

When everyone was farther away, Zhuang Luoru walked to Zhuang Jieyu who was kneeling on the ground, bending down to lower his voice and said, "Sister, this palace remembers when I was kneeling outside Jingyang Palace, I was just as embarrassed as you were ."

Standing straight, Zhuang Luoru seemed to sigh with emotion: "At that time, my sister looked at the palace like this now, and the eyes of the palace at that time were unforgettable." After that, I didn't wait for Zhuang Jieyu to speak. He lifted his feet and walked, and then turned back after two steps. He smiled and looked at Zhuang Jieyu’s resentful face. Send the ginseng from Gao Meijin to Zhuang Jieyu and let her take care of her body. The palace looks at Zhuang Jieyu's disease is still not good, otherwise it will not even be able to walk stably."

Zhuang Wanqing twisted his face and watched Zhuang Luoyan walk away with the two maids, his lower lip bitten and bleeding.

Xie Yu helped her to stand up anxiously, angrily ruined, "Master, how is Zhao Xianrong..."

"She was originally a must-have temperament, but she didn't expect her to retaliate now, and she has grown a lot more than before," Zhuang Wanqing raised her hand, and saw that her palms had broken and bleed out.

"Did Zhao Xianrong already know that she fell out of favor because of your relationship with the master?!" Xie Yu's face changed and her voice shivered. Now Zhao Xianrong is favored by the emperor. It is really easy to revenge the master's frame. but.

Zhuang Wanqing's complexion also changed slightly. If Zhuang Luoru really knew that he fell out of favor at the time, he was afraid that things would not be so simple.

Feng Jin finished processing the fold, returned to the Royal Garden and happened to meet the queen and his party, so as not to ask your concubines to ask for peace, and let the people in the palace prepare for the banquet.

"What's the matter with Zhao Xianrong?" Feng Jin noticed that Zhuangluo Rouge had a broken skirt and frowned. "What happened?"

The Queen said: "Fang Cai Zhuang Jieyu accidentally fell off the stone steps and happened to grab Zhao Xianrong's skirt corner."

"Can Zhao Xianrong fall?" Feng Jin looked at Zhuang Luoyan, and said with a worried expression, "If it falls, I will let people pass the doctor."

"Emperor, concubine is all right," Zhuang Luoyan smiled, but there was something unnatural in his smile.

Today Zhuangluo Rouge is wearing a Begonia Red Xianrong grade dress, and now it is dragged off by someone. Naturally, it is not a matter of pleasure. Feng Jin looked at the damaged place and frowned, saying: "Today's Hua Chao, but you are being Destroyed the clothes... Gao Dezhong, passing on my will, let the people of Shangyi Bureau make Zhao Xianrong a few more skirts.

Zhuangluo Yingying knelt down and thanked her, her eyes drooping, and in Feng Jin's eyes, she had a pitiful taste.

"Queen, did you just say who destroyed Zhao Xianrong's clothes?" Feng Jin asked Zhuang Luorong to sit down and asked again.

"Returning to the emperor, it is Zhuang Jieyu." The queen replied.

"The Flower Festival is when worshipping the Flower God. Zhuang Jieyu lost her appearance in front of the Flower God and ran into the nobleman. It was really unbearable for Jieyu, so he was downgraded to a nobleman." Feng Jin said coldly.

When Zhuang Wanqing, who had just walked to the Royal Garden, heard the will of the emperor, the originally strong will suddenly collapsed, leaning against a willow tree, and then unable to walk towards the crowd of fragrance-like shadows.

The queen was secretly surprised. She did not say on which stone step Zhuang Jieyu fell. How did the emperor know that it was in front of the flower god?

So, the emperor's resignation of Zhuang Wanqing was not a temporary intention, but a decision made after hearing the news?

Thinking of this, the queen couldn't help but glance at Zhuangluo Roose sitting on the side, did the emperor really care about Zhuangluo Rouge?