The Job of an Imperial Concubine

Regardless of the emperor's thoughts about Xihe Palace, Zhuangluo Rouge is dressed as usual. Rouge gouache is not needed. Hair should be scented and soft, and clothes should be loose.After all, the emperor came to the concubine's palace at night to talk about quilts or fights, not to see how women remove makeup and remove rings.

It is better for the emperor to keep such things in the daytime and to do things at night.

Feng Jin went to Xihe Palace and saw Zhuang Luoyan standing at the gate of the palace. He stepped up to support Zhuang Luorong. "These days, it's been spring and cold. Ai Fei should be careful."

"The concubine was dressed very warmly, and the emperor didn't have to worry," Zhuang Luoru rubbed the hand that the emperor shook with himself with his other hand. "How can the emperor's hand be so cold, the concubine prepared hot soup for the emperor, you Use some warmth."

Feng Jin patted Zhuangluo Ro the back of his hand with his other hand. "You don't have to be nervous, but you're blowing some wind." After that, Zhuangluolu led into the house.

There is no special scent in Xihe Palace, but it brings some grassy fragrance. This is what makes Zhuangluo rouge special.Every time I go to the place where Zhuangluo lives, there are all kinds of natural thoughts, such as the peach fragrance in June, the lotus fragrance in July, and the mint fragrance in August, which are always refreshing things.Therefore, when he was hot last year, he also preferred Zhuangluo's residence. Even in the hot days, even if ice is put in the house, no one likes to smell that messy smell.

The peanut barley rice taro ball soup was brought to the emperor in person, and Zhuangluo roared with a smile: "Emperor, this is what the concubine let the kitchen simmer with the fire, you try it."

The celadon bowl was filled with a fragrant soup, which made Feng Zhen, who had been blowing cold spring breeze all the way, have some appetite, and took a sip of the silver spoon on Zhuangluo Rocheng. The temperature of the soup seemed to be warm to the stomach. in.

"It tastes good. I have never tasted this kind of soup. It seems that the cook in your small kitchen still has some skills." Feng Jin took a few more sips before putting down the bowl, and after smiling, he looked at Zhuangluo roar, "Future If I want to eat food, I seem to be coming to Ai Fei here."

"If the emperor likes it, it is okay to transfer this cook to the imperial dining room," Zhuang Luoyan smiled proudly. "But this dish was taught by the concubine. If the concubine thinks of other dishes, then let People told the cook to go."

"Because of your thoughts, I still have a cook to do. It's enough for you." Feng Jin smiled and saw Zhuangluo roaring on his face, got up and grabbed Zhuangluolu's waist with one hand, "Shi Chenbu Early, Ai Fei and I rest in peace."

When the people in the palace saw it, someone immediately stepped forward to remove the curtain, leaving the emperor and Zhao Xian room for themselves.

Outside the heavy curtains, Gao Dezhong led several court ladies eunuchs to wait quietly. Standing opposite him were the two great court ladies of Xihe Palace. He smiled and said, "Jian Xianrong's hand seems to be red, but Zhao Xianrong personally cook for the emperor?"

"This..." It's a bit embarrassing to listen to bamboo. "Grandpa, my mother-in-law had told the slaves not to say much, and please ask the father-in-law not to embarrass us.

"You and I are waiting for the master, my father-in-law understands," Gao Dezhong sighed, "The emperor will understand the mother-in-law's heart." He understood, this Zhao Xianrong only feared that he really paid a real affection to the emperor, otherwise it would be sneaky Having done these things is not shown in front of the emperor.

Yun Xi heard Yan's blessing on Gao De, "My father-in-law is aware of everything, but he asks my father-in-law not to tell the emperor about this matter.

The other masters tried their best to act in front of the emperor. This Zhao Xianrong did not dare to let the emperor know her intentions. Gao Dezhong saw Yun Xi with a sad expression on his face and nodded.He would not say, as to whether the emperor would ask, it would not matter to him.

In view of the frequent emperor's recent visits to the harem, Zhuang Luoru thought that the emperor would be chatted with her purely, but did not expect that the interest was good. After a cloud and rain, Zhuang Luoru wore a blue silk on the emperor's chest, secretly I wonder if the emperor will have such a nightmare as a ghost press tonight.

"Master, it's not too early, let's set up earlier." Chen Xi put on a dress for Ning Guiren and saw that Ning Guiren also caressed the piano given by the emperor. "The emperor has gone to Xihe Temple today and will not come again." Now."

"Yes, he is the emperor, the emperor of all the women in the harem, not me alone." Ning Guiren smiled bitterly, stood up and walked to the window, looking in the direction of Xihe Palace. "It is not my wish to enter the palace. , The emperor's pity and love made me forget that this is the harem."

"Master, don't think so, the emperor is naturally good to you. The Huacai people and Yancairen who have entered the palace with you have not been spoiled so far," Chen Xi collected the piano. "After you enter the palace, the independent son. The emperor stayed with you a lot, and the rewards were constant. The speculation on you in the harem continued, and how did the emperor continue to stay here."

"Why don't you persuade me," Ning Guiren smiled faintly, "There are so many women in the harem, whoever the emperor wants to go to is justified, not to mention Zhao Xianrong's favor, and it's normal for the emperor to go to her."

Thinking of a few conversations in the imperial garden, Ning Guiren withdrew the direction looking towards Xihe Palace. Although Zhao Xianrong was not versatile, the emperor also had to pamper him a little with his easy-going nature.

Feng Jin wakes up in the morning, and it is rare to have breakfast with Zhuang Luoyan, who carries a bowl of pearl japonica porridge, "It is really peaceful to get up in the morning."

"You lazy temper, you should have walked a lot in the morning," Feng Jin picked a piece of shortbread into the Zhuangluo bowl. "Don't always stay in the palace on weekdays. It's good to walk a lot." "

"The concubine also walked by," Zhuang Luoru argued for this reason. "Yesterday, I met Ning Fei and Ning Guiren in the Royal Garden. The Begonia flower by Ning Fei was very beautiful."

"Ning Fei's paintings are unmatched in this harem, Ning Guiren..." Feng Jin frowned, "Although Ning Guiren's surname is Ning, it can always come down to the title that hit Ning Fei. Although the taro has the surname of Ning, but Ning Fei has used this number, the Ning's Sheng Taro is named Qian."

Qian?Is this title too apparent?Zhuangluo said with a smile on his face, "The emperor you said, the concubine felt a bit stunned, and changed the title to distinguish it."

Not long after, the emperor's oracles were issued to the harem. For a time, the harem did not know whether the emperor favored Ning's or did not care.He said that he didn't care and flipped Ning's teeth several times.If you care, how could Ning clash with Ning Fei’s title as a title.

"Queen Qian?" The queen smiled when she heard the will of the emperor. "Nanlou Fengyue is still the same, don't hate it for no reason."

Qian who leans on the flute leans against Wei Lan, tonight the plum blossoms blame, Guan Guanshan.It's a good title."

"This beautiful lady is good, why did the emperor remember to change her title?" Diancui hesitated and said, "Mother, the emperor stayed at Xihe Palace yesterday. Is this related to Zhao Xianrong?"

"No matter whether it matters or not, the emperor has given up this will, we just need to correct the name," the empress smiled unchanged, but his eyes were a little cold.

Regardless of whether this matter is Zhuang Luoru's handwriting, but the emperor loves Ning's so much, he will remember to go to her, which shows Zhuang Luoru's status in the emperor.However, it is not a bad thing if the emperor spoiled her more than Shugui concubine, at least this one did not have Shugui concubine's scheming.

After receiving the will, Ning Shengyu felt a little dazed. What does it mean to hit Ningfei?She didn't have a title when she first entered the palace, so she used her surname as her name.

"Master..." Chen Xi looked at her worriedly.

"It's okay," Ning Sheng lowered his eyelids. "In this harem, the title is also the emperor's grace."

It's just that the title is unbearable, making a Qian Zi ridiculous.

The women in the harem are all good ways to admire Zhuangluo rouge. Such a gesture is not only to show Ning Fei, but also gives Ning's dignity to the new palace.

Just as everyone was so sighed with Zhuangluo Ro's favor, another thing happened in the harem. Ye Guiren died in the dry well of Jingqiu Pavilion.The dry well was not high enough to fall dead, so the emperor was furious and ordered a thorough investigation of the matter.

"The emperor, the empress lady, and the minions found a piece of this thing in Ye Guiren's shirt lining. I thought Ye Guiren took advantage of the murderer's inattentiveness to stay and remind us of the evidence," the eunuch of the temple province presented a broken piece of silk.

The queen looked into the tray, and the piece of silk on the cloth was obviously the tip of the peacock's tail. It was thought that Ye Guiren hurriedly tore off a small piece and hid it in the inside.

Feng Zhen, who was drinking tea with the queen, also looked at the tray, frowning slightly.

"Ma'am, the slave-maid looked at this peacock tail similar to the paper kite that Zhao Xianrong's maid had placed a few days ago," Yu Yu frowned and looked at the disk for a few more times. "It must be the slave-maid's mistake."

"No matter what, you should also check this matter carefully," the queen turned to look at the emperor, "Emperor, you see this..." She knew Zhuangluo was favored, Zhao Xianrong put the paper kite on that day, the emperor and Zhao Xian Tolerance together, so only when the emperor opened the matter, she can rest assured that people go to check Zhuangluo rouge.

"Since Zhaoxian is in doubt about this matter, Zhao Zhaorong is called to ask," Feng Jin put down the teacup. "I also want to make this matter clear."

The queen nodded to the eunuch in charge, and the eunuch retreated lightly.

Feng Jin looked blankly at the blue and white fine porcelain teacups on the table, and he didn't find that the favorite concubine was what she should be when she framed the concubine's murderer.