The Job of an Imperial Concubine

Zhuang Luoru felt that the Qianren had some inexplicable hostility towards herself, but there was no point on the face. The three of them walked together to the Royal Garden, just talking about some unimportant things.

"I didn't expect Begonia to be as gorgeous as it is now," Qian Guiren looked at Begonia in front of her eyes, and she seemed a little bit emotional: "Soon after the concubine entered the palace, Begonia opened."

"When my palace entered the palace, there was heavy snow in the capital, but there weren't these beautiful flowers to see," Zhuang Luoyan said with a smile, "The mother in the palace led the palace to Taoyu Pavilion and happened to see it. A red plum came out of the wall and was scolded by her grandmother before she could take a closer look. The palace still remembers what the grandmother said. Can Qian Qian know what the grandmother said?"

Qian Guiren shook her head gently.

"The grandma said, Master Zhuang, don't look around. This red plum is beautiful, but not everyone can look at it. You have just entered the palace now, it is better to watch less, move less and listen more." Zhuang Luoru said Here, he smiled, "This palace is young and vigorous, did not take this sentence to heart, but fell a big heel."

Jiang Guibin knew that Zhuang Luoru had fallen out of favor at the beginning, and when she heard the words, she said: "The mother is now in a high position, so why not think about the past again."

Zhuang Luoru lightly glanced at Qian Guiren: "Also, in front of Qian Guiren in this palace, how can I say this, it has not broken the interest."

Jiang Guipin smiled as she should, and went on with Zhuangluo's words.

Gui Guiren followed behind them and looked at Jiang Guipin's appearance to meet Zhao Xianrong with a cold face, and his face was not very beautiful.She is not a fool, and naturally understands that Zhuang Luoru said to her, but they are all women who serve the emperor, who is more noble than others, but who is favored.

Yesterday, she was favored, today you are favored, who will be favored tomorrow is uncertain.

"What's wrong with Qian Qian, look at these beautiful flowers and look stupid?" Jiang Guipeng suddenly looked back at her. "The beautiful flowers in the imperial garden are stubborn. This one is beautiful today, and tomorrow will be more beautiful. Don't be dazzled."

Qian Guiren looked up and seemed to see the sarcasm in Jiang Guipin's eyes.

After visiting most of the imperial gardens, Zhuang Luoru returned to Xihe Palace in the courtesy of Jiang Guipin and Qian Guiren.

While the maidservant waited to change some of the luxurious Luo skirt, she said: "Wait for the kitchen to make a magnolia soup to try."

Yun Xi helped her to remove the vertical tassels on the side of the temple: "Ma'am, you have to go to the Emperor to watch the swing dance next time. How can you unload the hairpin ring?"

"What kind of emperor have I never seen?" Zhuangluo's mouth curled slightly and lay down on the beauty couch. "Come and pinch me, this royal garden has flowers besides flowers, and flowers hang on his mouth all day long. Go, my eyes are almost gone."

Yun Xi glanced around, letting the waitress back out, and then sat down on the foot to gently beat Zhuang Luoyan's leg: "The slave-maid knew that the lady was impatient, but the poets and poets loved to use flowers. To describe our women, even the masters in the palace used flowers to hide their sarcasm."

"Well, I take a break." Zhuang Luoyan closed her eyes. To use her words, no woman in the harem is a harmless flower, but a fierce beast. To describe it with flowers, only The piranha is suitable.

After lunch, I changed to a wide-sleeved skirt, and a simple bun was pulled diagonally.

Although there is a year in the Hunhar Palace, Zhuang Luoyan has only a handful of time in the main palace. From her observation, Emperor Cheng Xuan is a person who does not like to call his concubine to his palace.It can be seen that Cheng Xuandi has multiple precautions and is also a person with firm personality.

Even in modern society, such a man would not be easily tempted by women, not to mention this is the ancient harem, this man is an ambitious emperor.

Silent all the way to the outside of Qianzheng Palace, Zhuang Luoruo saw Gao Dezhong standing on the stone steps.

"The slave has seen Zhao Xianrong, and the emperor is waiting for you," Gao Dezhong stepped forward to salute Zhuang Luoyan and smiled, "Please go in quickly."

"Duke Gonggao is now here," Zhuang Luoru walked out of the walk, holding the hand of listening bamboo, and smiled at Gao Dezhong before saying, "But have the emperor waited for a long time?"

Gao Dezhong saw Zhao Xianrong's annoyed eyes, and quickly said: "You don't need to worry, the emperor has just finished lunch for a while. It is just right for you to come now." After that, he bowed slightly and led Zhuangluo rouge inside.

Zhuang Luoru followed him into the gate of the palace, through the second door, and then through the vertical flower gate. Gao Dezhong walking in front of her suddenly retreated aside, and Zhuang Luoru stayed in the spot for a moment.

"Why, stupid?" Feng Jin stood on his back, looking at Zhuangluo's dumbfounded face, with a smile on his face.

Zhuang Luoyan was a little excited in her heart, because she finally had a treatment through the hostess.

There was a flower swing in the yard, and there were several blooming peach and pear flowers around. There were petals falling down from time to time. The emperor was wearing a purple brocade standing under the flower tree. The sword and eyebrows were staring and the clothes were flying. It's like a painting.

Suppressing the classic beautiful adjectives in countless romance novels in his mind, Zhuang Luoyan successfully made his eyes red naturally, just like a woman who was irrationally shocked by the beautiful, forgotten the rules, forgot the etiquette, and mentioned The skirt made three steps and ran to the emperor in two steps, then looked up at the flower tree with petals falling, "It's beautiful."

A petal fell on her eyebrow, and then fell to the ground as she looked at the emperor's movement...

The palace...the...the craft...almost...can be fake.

Just say at this time, why are there still peach and pear flowers, which are all fake flowers, how can this cottage make Tianchao feel good?

Try to maintain an elegant look and flick off a petal, Zhuang Luoyan tearfully looked at the emperor, just like looking at the best existence in his life: "Emperor, you...I..."

Feng Jin didn't care about Zhuang Luoyan claiming to me in front of himself, but just hugged the lady with a smile, put it gently on the swing, and then embraced her whole person from behind Zhuang Luorong.

"On the day of the Cold Food Festival, I saw you standing alone in the corner, thinking about how you were sitting on the swing," sniffing a faint fragrance, Feng Jin whispered softly in Zhuangluo's left ear, " Some regrets I can compensate you, and some regrets I can’t make up for it.”

Some experts say that it is more touching and memorable to say love words in the left ear than in the right ear, but Zhuang Luoru is not much moved at this moment, but horrified.This is as terrible as the engineering man suddenly wrote Qiong Yao's love poems.

"Being able to be with the emperor, the concubine has no regrets," the man in his arms raised his head, his eyes scorched into Feng Jing's eyes, perhaps because the action of raising his head was too urgent, and the tears that had been hidden in the eyes were flowing down the corners of the eyes. Down.

Unconsciously, he lifted the back of his hand and wiped it on his face, Zhuangluo turned back quickly, "The petals fell into the concubine's eyes, uncomfortable."

Feng Jin froze for a moment, then suddenly chuckled and released Zhuangluo Ru said: "Ai Fei is about to hold tight." Then gently pushed.

"Ah!" The swing swayed out, Zhuangluo roared back in the air, and a strand of blue silk was standing next to her cheek.

Feng Jin smiled and looked at it with a smile. When the swing fell, he pushed forward again, "Ai Fei loves to watch the swing dance. In my opinion, no swing dance is more amazing than I am now."

Zhuang Luoyan cooperated with the emperor in panic, but she felt a little emotional. He didn't expect that the emperor would also play such a romantic trick. Is it worthwhile to exchange her various calculations for the emperor's romance?

However, if this kind of romance bridge comes a few times, she will definitely collapse!In order to act in this play, she recalled as many plots of classic romance novels in her heart as she wanted to make herself charming and pure.What's more, the emperor suddenly became so tender, she was overjoyed.

There is no free lunch in the world, just as Emperor Cheng Xuan did not have the gentleness that came from nowhere.

The queen took the court eunuch into the Qianzheng Palace, but before entering the second gate, Gao Dezhong walked in from inside.

"The minions met the queen mother." I don't know if it was coincidence, Gao Dezhong happened to be standing in the middle of the two doors.

The queen glanced at Gao Dezhong: "This palace wants to see the emperor, and also invites Grand Duke to report it."

"It's not a coincidence to return to the mother, the emperor is afraid that she won't be able to see you at this moment. If you are in trouble, the slave will tell you." Gao Dezhong once again saluted, "Please also ask the mother to forgive sins."

"Since the emperor has something to do, I don't have to trouble you," the queen smiled. "It's just about going to the field to demonstrate planting at the end of this month. It's nothing big."

"The minions will sue the emperor," Gao Dezhong bowed his head.

The queen nodded and turned to leave, but seemed to hear the woman's laughter, unable to stop and turned to look inside.Gao Dezhong slightly raised his eyebrows and looked down at the lower eyebrows. When he saw what he didn't want to say, he said, "Which palace's concubine is this?"

Gao Dezhong raised his eyelids: "Return to the Queen Mother, maybe the Emperor calls the dancer who will dance on the swing."

The Queen was a little surprised: "Is the Emperor like to watch this?"

"The emperor's preference, the minions dare not make rash statements," Gao Dezhong buried his head even lower.

"This palace just asks casually, the father-in-law doesn't have to worry about it." The queen also noticed that she was getting better, withdrew the look on her face, and turned to continue to go out.

Gao Dezhong watched the queen's back, his eyebrows moved, and then bowed his head again.

"Niang, the slave servant heard that this morning the eunuch next to the emperor deliberately gave Zhao Xianrong a message," Heyu said in a low voice after leaving Qianzheng Palace, "Said Zhao Xianrong went to Qianzheng Palace to enjoy the swing dance after lunch. Well, the slave-maid looked at this hour."

The queen's mouth twitched, "Zhao Xianrong has suffered such a big crime. It is not an exaggeration for the emperor to spoil more than two points, but I don't know if Mrs. Shu can know this."

He Yudan smiled and said: "The slave-servant believes that Princess Gui will know."

After getting off the swing, Zhuang Luoyan looked at the smiling emperor with a trembling voice: "The emperor, my concubine hasn't been on a swing like this for a long time."

Feng Jin reached out and twisted the petals above her head: "Are you happier?"

"Emperor!" Zhuang Luoru opened his eyes wide, and did not seem to think that the emperor even knew he was in a bad mood.

"You are my woman," the emperor put the man in his arms again, "and I am your emperor."

Lying in the emperor's arms, Zhuangluo roared with shyness.Zhuang Luoyan was curious when she looked at the petals falling on the ground. How good is the craft to let the petals fall naturally?