Chapter 847: Memory

Concubine Li has more eyes than Gan's in the end.

"Cui Jing is just a flower keeper in Concubine Hui's palace, what did Concubine Hui say to Dong Xueyi, how did she know? What's more, Concubine Hui Guifei's order to Dong Xueyi is clearly a confidential matter. Concubine Li turned her head to look at Concubine Qi, and a new gilt step on her head swayed back and forth.

The sunlight shone through the large clear window, shining brightly, reflecting a dappled light on her face.

Concubine Qi pinched the handkerchief in her hand and shook her head, "This, the concubine doesn't know." As she spoke, Concubine Qi's eyes showed a look of surprise in hindsight, "Sister is suspicious, Cuijing's words were specially arranged by Concubine Hui and asked her to deliberately say them to her concubines?"

Originally, she had this meaning, but when Concubine Qi said it so suddenly, Concubine Li shook her head in her heart.

According to Concubine Hui's cautious temperament, even if she deliberately leaked the news, she would never choose Cuijing, after all, Cuijing couldn't serve her at all, how could she know her secret.

If Concubine Hui intended to do this, she would definitely choose someone close to her, and on an appropriate occasion, she accidentally "leaked her mouth" and listened to her directly, instead of that.

How clever Hui Guifei's methods are, she has really understood it several times, like this, she can see the loopholes at a glance, where it seems that people like Hui Guifei have carefully arranged it.

Could it really be as Cuijing said, Tao Ye went to the Weiyuan Marquis Mansion to ask for relatives, which was the handiwork of Concubine Hui...... She really has the ability, but what can she do......

Looking at Concubine Li's face, Concubine Qi bit her lip and said, "Cui Jing did mention it, saying that Concubine Hui seems to be talking to the aunt of the Yongning Hou Mansion about Miss Yingxiu of the Wei Yuan Hou Mansion, and she looks too eye-catching. ”

When Concubine Li heard this, her heart was sparkling, and she suddenly remembered Yingxiu's pretty face.

I haven't seen Yingxiu for a few years, and my memory of her has long been blurred, and I arranged for Yingxiu to enter the palace for the draft, but I just remembered that she was pretty, but now I am stimulated by this incident, but I remember Yingxiu's appearance clearly.

What a pretty!

No wonder Concubine Hui had to work hard to use Tao Ye, a big man, to attract her father...... She was afraid that Yingxiu would enter the palace, which directly attracted His Majesty's attention and took away her favor!

Aunt Jiu fascinated her father to the point that everyone in Kyoto knew this, and Concubine Hui must have heard of it.

Yingxiu is the ninth aunt's own child, and if she has her true inheritance, it is difficult to guarantee that she will have any flattery methods, plus her appearance is excellent...... With a flash in her heart, Concubine Li had a sudden enlightenment.

If it was ordinary, she would definitely be taboo about Yingxiu's appearance, not to mention others, she was the first to oppose Yingxiu entering the palace, but now, even if Concubine Hui is afraid, then she wants to do it.

This Yingxiu is bound to enter the palace.

Once Yingxiu is favored, she threatens Concubine Hui, but she can't threaten her, after all, Yingxiu's biological mother, Aunt Jiu, is still in the Weiyuan Marquis Mansion, Yingxiu dares to be disobedient, and Aunt Jiu's life will not be better.

But in the blink of an eye, Concubine Li's mind was settled, and she turned her head to Gan and said, "Mother will go back and prepare for my sister's election in the palace." ”

I don't mention anything like returning or exchanging Geng posts.

Gan's understanding, nodded immediately, got up and saluted and left, looking at the back of Gan's lifting his feet and going out, Concubine Qi breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

But after a few gossip, he got up and said goodbye.

From Concubine Li to her own palace, walking leisurely, it always takes a stick of incense, although it is cold outside, but Concubine Qi still retreats from the palace maids, leaving only the close-fitting one, stretching out her warm fingers from the sheepskin tube, touching the cold bluestone palace wall all the way.

The winter sun shines on the body, there is not much temperature, but it is dazzlingly tight, and there is not a single cloud in the blue sky, like a clear mirror, which can shine directly through people's hearts.

The cold wall made Concubine Qi's chaotic thoughts gradually have a home, and she remembered the past events in her mind.

She was originally the daughter of a thousand daughters in the house, but because of her mother's early death and her father's renewal, her stepmother regarded her as a thorn in her side and tried her best to say bad things about her in front of her father.

At that time, she was only five years old, and her stepmother said that she was shameless in not accepting daughters, and what was even more chilling was that her father believed her stepmother's words.

The stepmother said that she seduced her stepmother's nephew and wanted to marry him, and her father was angry and sent her to the ancestral house in the countryside to be raised.

At that time, she was only five years old, and she didn't even understand what it meant to be a male and female defense, and her father actually believed such nonsense.

No wonder people say that a child with a mother is a treasure, and a child without a mother is a grass, once there is no biological mother, the only remaining biological father is no longer a parent.

Fortunately, the grandmother who was in charge of the ancestral house was the dowry of her mother back then, and she was treated very respectfully. Shh

The days in the countryside, although not as prosperous and rich as Kyoto, but also very quiet and comfortable, the children in the countryside are simple, have no heart, and will not be like those celebrities in Kyoto, who know to step on the low and worship the high at a young age, and bully her without a mother and not loved by her father.

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long, her unrestrained life, after less than two years, the old mother suddenly died overnight, the next day, before she opened her eyes to learn the news of the old mother's violent death, the stepmother sent her own henchman to take over the ancestral house.

Since then, it was as if she had fallen from heaven to hell at once.

Before he could recover from the sad news of the old mother's violent death, the little man was dragged out of the quilt and thrown into the yard with the quilt.

The new housekeeper took possession of her boudoir and drove her to a small south room that had been used by servants.

The good name said: "Entrusted by Mrs. to temper her temperament, lest she be too pampered and unable to withstand the wind and rain in the future." ”

She was a young lady who should have been raised in the boudoir, but she was free-range in the country grange, how can she be pampered!

It's just an excuse for the stepmother to fix her.

Some of the old servants in the ancestral house couldn't stand it, so they went to find the new grandmother theory, but they were scolded by the new grandmother, and ordered the two strong men who came with them to drag the servants who went to reason out directly and beat them to death in public!

Pointing to the fleshy corpse, he threatened, "If you dare to go against your wife, this is the end!" You can see clearly, who is the real master in this mansion!"

With this mama acting like this, who would dare to plead with her without dying.

Seeing that everyone was convinced, the grandmother became more and more powerful, thinking about the practice of the Fa every day to torture her, needless to say, the lack of food and clothing, the most memorable thing for Concubine Qi was that in a cold day like this, she had to be forced to kneel in the courtyard by the grandmother, and use it to draw water from the well to wash clothes.

Wash not only yourself, but also your grandmother's.

The rest of the people really couldn't stand it, but they could only quietly apply some ointment to her frozen hands like turnips.