The Job of an Imperial Concubine

"Mrs. Concubine Zhao, the emperor asked the minions to send you something." Gao Dezhong salutes Zhuangluo roar, seeing Zhuangluo roaring a little lazily, with a wide smile on his face, "The minion please you first."

"Duke Gao doesn't have to pay so much courtesy," Zhuang Luoyan asked Tingzhu to move Gao Dezhong to embroider the pier. When Gao Dezhong refused to sit or insisted, he just said, "I don't know what the emperor gave?"

"Hui Niangniang, the emperor knew that the niangniang likes to taste crabs. Just a batch of good crabs was saved in the palace, so the minions would send some to your palace, and the new pearl agate eyebrows. If you like them, you will stay. Next, if you don’t like it, the minion will send it back to the palace and save it."

Zhuang Luoru glanced at the court eunuch who held things behind Gao Dezhong, and couldn't help laughing: "So many things, does the emperor want me to pick on?"

"Ma'am, hairy crabs have been delivered to the kitchen in the palace," listened to Zhu Dao, "and some other ingredients have been put away."

Zhuangluo nodded and looked at Gao Dezhong again, "What else did the emperor say?"

"The emperor also said that if she was interested, she would go to the main palace to enjoy the new song and dance with the emperor." At this point, Gao Dezhong hesitated. "The emperor said he knew that the mother did not love drama, but this time You should like singing and dancing."

Seeing Gao Dezhong's expression was natural, knowing that he was embarrassed to directly speak of his vulgar hobby, he smiled and said: "When there is Grandpa Lao Gao, this palace is clear, and it will pass after this palace sorts it out."

Gao Dezhong didn't even dare to say that he wouldn't go, just stood in a corner and watched Zhuangluo roar into the inner room.

The decoration of Xihe Palace is not luxurious, and there are almost no violations, but the overall decoration is very warm. In this way, Gao De, who has seen the private means of the concubines of the harem, is more careful about this Zhao concubine, generally Her concubine will only be careful about her own words and deeds, she will not be so careful about a small decoration in the connecting room. Such a woman will not be as simple as it seems. The more sophisticated a woman, the more complicated her mind is, not to mention this Women can also occupy a significant position in the emperor's heart.

What kind of temperament the emperor is, even if he can’t understand it, he knows a bit. He always loves women, not to mention unnecessary thoughts, but the emperor has really lost his thoughts on Zhao Fei recently.Even the empress dowager was dissatisfied with the imperial concubine Jinfeng, the emperor did not change her face.

However, the emperor ignored the opinion of the Queen Mother yesterday, and then gave Xihe Temple so much grace. I wonder if the Queen Mother would be able to pass it.

"Ma'am, this apricot is pretty good," Yun Xi selected a wide-sleeved apricot skirt.

Zhuang Luoru glanced at him and said, "Is this from the Queen's mother and wife two days ago?"

This wide-sleeved apricot long dress is so gorgeous that people can't help but put it on at a glance. It also shows how much the queen gave Zhuang Luoyan's attention.

"No need, choose the dark purple corset skirt," Zhuang Luoyan yawned, and no longer looked at the skirt sent by the queen. She asked after Yun Xi was ready to dress herself, "and When Yu sent this shirt, what else did he say?"

Yun Xi thought for a while, "I didn't say anything, that is, you must be the best suit for your clothes."

Zhuang Luoyan moved his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, and took off a jade hairpin from the hair, "This hairpin is a little worse with the purple robe, so that's it."

"Yes." Hearing Zhu and Yun Xi exchanged glances with each other, and walked out behind Zhuang Luoyan.

Qianzheng Palace, the bedroom of the emperor of the Kyushu Dynasty, Feng Jin sat in the side hall, watching the dancing girl wearing an apricot-colored flower skirt and flying fairy hair spin on the red carpet, squinting slightly, starting with the rhythm Beat.

"Mrs. Zhao Fei arrived," as the eunuch summoned, Feng Jin opened his eyes and looked back at the woman who had walked in. The lilac tunic skirt outlined the woman's thin waist well, and when you watched it, she hugged her. Impulse.

"The concubine has seen the emperor," Zhuang Luoyan stepped forward with a smile, and looked at the dancing dancer dancing on the red carpet with his mouth closed, his eyes narrowed slightly, "What a beautiful beauty, no wonder the emperor specifically let the concubine come to watch."

"I didn't let you come to see the beauty. The autumn rain flying in the dance dance I watched it a little bit before Gao Dezhong asked you to come and see it." Feng Jin took people around her arms and printed on her. The next kiss, "Don't misunderstand my thoughts."

Zhuangluo roared slightly red, not looking away: "The concubine looked at this magnificent girl's clothes and looked like a silk, so she exaggerated a few words. Where did the emperor think about it?"

Feng Jin did not reveal her shy appearance, and stroked her hair: "I asked specifically. The clothes on this dancer are specially designed to fit the meaning of dance. If you don't like it, I will let her change. That’s it."

"Is the emperor deliberately joking about the concubine," Zhuang Luoru pushed the tweet, and snorted softly, "Isn't it to let the concubine come to see the dance? Don't you start soon?"

Perhaps it was Zhuang Luoru's pleasure in this way, and Feng Jin showed no signs of anger at all.

The dancing girl has a very good figure, every move is beautiful, as if a fairy wants to fly away in the autumn rain, Zhuang Luoyan leaned in Feng Jin's arms, smiled at the dancing girl, there was no smile in his eyes.

"This dance is deliberately arranged?" Zhuang Luoru watched Wu Ji finish, and then said, "It's really beautiful."

"This is what I specifically ordered Yuefu to show you. Can Ai Fei like it?" Feng Jin held Zhuang Luolu's intention of not letting go, and Zhuang Luolu also found a more comfortable posture.

"The dance is good, but the concubine feels that the color of the skirt is not very good," Zhuang Luoyan thought about it with a tilted head. "I always think something is wrong."

"Oh," Feng Jin looked down at Zhuang Luoyan in his arms, "what's wrong?"

Zhuang Luoru looked at Wu Ji for a while, knowing that Wu Ji's eyes became more and more afraid, and then said: "This beautiful figure is beautiful, but the concubine thinks that the lighter color is more suitable for her. Xing Huang is too grand, for example, this is the concubine. Kind?"

"You just wear this color, don't have to think about others," Feng Jin didn't care much. "You look good, can someone else have your appearance?"

"The emperor can't think that the concubine is good everywhere," Zhuang Luoyan said anxiously. "In the whole palace, the concubine's appearance is really not surprising."

"Have you ever heard of Xi Tzu in the eyes of my lover?" The emperor's smile became more and more obvious, "I think you are dressed best, who can say more?"

"Then in other people's eyes, the concubine is just relying on the emperor. What's more, the apricot yellow is a bit against the noble, is this not very appropriate?" Zhuang Luoru hesitated before expressing his worries.

"It's just a dance clothes on the stage. I don't mind too much if you want to come to the queen. You don't have to think too much. I looked at your brain and it was too bad. I was afraid that it was even more useless." Feng Jin waved the dance girl back, smiled and started playing with Zhuangluo Ro's fingers.

The arc of Zhuangluo's mouth was getting bigger and bigger. He lowered his head and took the emperor's finger, biting it.Hearing the emperor's inhalation, he looked up at the emperor. "Emperor, the concubine's brain was good. Let me continue your words, what if the concubine is really stupid?"

Feng Jin laughed loudly and rubbed Zhuangluo's lips with his bited fingers for a while, before slowly speaking softly: "Even if you are more stupid, I will not despise you."

Zhuang Luoru's smile was dimmed, and then a big smile appeared. "There are so many sisters in the harem, and the concubine is becoming more and more stupid, so I don't know how to be in front of the emperor."

The emperor's fingers gave a slight pause, and immediately removed his hand, and put her in her arms.

Zhuang Luoru was in the emperor's arms, but no one could see clearly.

It was going to be late, and the queen’s Jingyang Palace had lit the lantern. The queen turned over the house book of the harem and looked sideways at the jade standing next to her, and suddenly asked, “The Emperor Jiner called Zhao Fei to Qianzheng Go singing and dancing."

He Yu bowed his head and said: "Yes."

Turning over a page of books, the queen said lightly, "What did Zhao Fei wear?"

"It's a tulle hair dress made of Shu embroidered satin given by the emperor." He Yu hesitated. "After Zhao Fei entered, she never came out. I heard that the emperor asked her to stay and wait."

The queen took a slight pause, and then said flatly, "Oh, she has just been sealed, it is normal for the emperor to spoil her more, but I don't know if Zhao Fei likes that song and dance."

He Yutou was buried lower and lower, and whispered the inquiries.

The queen's hand holding the account book was tighter and tighter, and she quietly spoke for a long time: "This palace naturally does not mind what a dancing girl wears. The emperor and this palace come and have more couples, and they really understand this palace." But a page on the book was cracked.

Jingyang Palace became dead.

In the middle of the night, when the rain began to fall, Zhuang Luoru woke up from the dream, and found that her waist was gently hugged by the emperor. She frowned, and by the night pearl on the wall, barely saw the situation on the bed. After a night of fighting, the bed was slightly messy.She gently removed the emperor's hand and sat up to press the quilt for the emperor before lying down again.

"How did you wake up?" Feng Jin put the man in his arms again.

"Concubine woke you up?" Zhuang Luoru flinched in the emperor's arms and whispered: "The concubine listened to the rain, and it was easy to cool in the autumn night, so he wanted to suppress the quilt for you. Now."

Ye Mingzhu's light was not bright, so Zhuang Luoyan couldn't see the expression of Feng Jin, but she felt a little more strength around her hand. She hooked her lips and arched into the emperor's arms.

The emperor lightly patted Zhuang Luoyan on the back. After a long time, until the person in his arms gradually fell asleep, he stopped his movements. Hearing the sound of rain outside, he thought he was no longer sleepy, but he fell asleep quickly. In the past.