Chapter Ninety-Two: Greetings
said it so well, every sentence was for her sake, but Concubine An herself knew very well, if she was not pregnant with a royal heir when she was being favored, wouldn't the chances in the future be even more slim, she was not a concubine Xin, she could be favored by the sixth palace, she was just a small concubine, and the emperor's freshness didn't know how long it would last.
"Let the queen mother bother, I have written down the teachings of the mother, Bai Ning, personally sent my aunt out of the palace. ”
"Yes. ”
Seeing that An Concubine's attitude was quite respectful, Lixue didn't stay any longer, and stepped out of Yuxiu Palace directly.
In the afternoon, there was a news in the palaces that was spreading, and Shen Erjin went out to inquire before he went back to report the news.
"It was the emperor who favored a palace maid last night, and personally promised to make her a beauty early this morning, and now she has moved into Biyun Palace, and the palace people are moving the emperor's reward!"
Huang Ying'er was wearing pink tulle to practice dancing in the inner hall, and after hearing this, she was a little stiff and continued to dance, and her movements were so beautiful that they were much more beautiful than before.
"What is the name of the palace maid in which palace, and what does she look like?"
Although it seemed calm, Shen Erjin knew that a small flame of anger must have ignited in her heart.
"Shang Shi Bureau, name is Zhen Linglong. ”
"She?"
Huang Ying'er suddenly stopped when she heard this, and raised her eyes curiously, how could Zhen Linglong not be curious.
"Isn't it just brushed off? Why is the emperor looking at her again? It's really strange. ”
Shen Erjin lowered his head and looked at the constantly flowing pink gauze skirt and said calmly;
"This slave maid is not clear, the emperor's preferences have always been difficult to guess, and this time it may be a whim. ”
Huang Ying'er was a little stunned when she heard this, and she didn't know if she had listened to it, so she turned to the bronze mirror, sat down, and looked carefully at the face in the mirror, and her left hand slowly covered her palm-sized little face and was a little confused.
"Do you say that my posture is too mediocre, the emperor likes everything, can look at everything, even the palace maids of the Shangshi Bureau can enter her eyes, but this seriously selected maid's daughter was actually left out in the cold. This is because of the mediocrity of the posture or against our Huang family. ”
Looking at Huang Ying'er's rare melancholy, looking at Shen Erjin's eyes, it looked like Gu Ying was self-pitying, so he said this carefully.
"The emperor may still like it for a while, and the beauty is in the year of cardamom, looking at the peony that blooms very well, and the red and purple are still behind. Don't lose your spirit because of the defeat in front of you. ”
Shen Erjin now had to say some good things to encourage her, seeing that she hung her head, like a child who has been trying to please others, but no matter what she does, she can't attract the attention of the people who are being pleased, and the loss and sorrow in her heart can't be suppressed like a flood that has collapsed. Shen Erjin looked at her quietly. She has a pair of eyes that are extremely good at talking, especially when she laughs from the bottom of her heart, she is as bright and dazzling as the hollyhocks in the garden, and in this gorgeous and colorful harem with fair skin and a big palm-sized face, her beauty is not a single tree, but those who see it can't forget it. At her age, she is like a half-wrapped peony, charming and half-hidden, but it touches the heartstrings of the viewer, like the metaphor of 'still holding the pipa and half this side', as time goes by, she will sooner or later fade away from the dark green and slightly gray green and become a dazzling flower of the world, but, before that, there needs to be a pair of hands behind the back, and this person is not herself.
"Tomorrow's Mid-Autumn Festival banquet will be very lively. ”
After Shen Erjin finished speaking, he saw that she reached out and touched the beauty in the bronze mirror, but the tentacles were like the dry ice and cold invasion of the cold winter moon.
"Let's get that done! Tomorrow ............"
Look at the calmness and calmness when she said this. Shen Erjin's heart was extremely desolate, and when he entered this high-gate compound, the glorious and wealthy harem, you are innocent, Wu Xie is cute, and after all, he is powerless to parry in front of this rippling dye vat.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is also known as reunion, every year at this time in the palace to celebrate a lot, one to congratulate the people on the joy of the autumn harvest, the other is to gather the children of the royal family together, not only to gather the royal family together for a reunion dinner, but also to show the emperor's brotherhood, since the founding of the Dazhao country
It has been handed down since the founding of Dazhao. Since then, although it is not as festive as the New Year in the palace, it is not inferior to it. At night, the palace is full of red lanterns, one by one in the soft moonlight exudes a gentle halo, at this time Yuxiu Palace is quiet. Hollyhocks have long since withered, but now the chrysanthemums are blooming just right, Shen Erjin looked at the branches and leaves that were still green and hurried without flowers, and couldn't help but float away a little more in thought. The delicate and beautiful prosperity only decorates people's lives and satisfies the visual enjoyment, and when they are really over, when the glory is not there, and only a remnant flower is messy in the wind, they still persevere, until they die to covet the only trace of warmth on the branches. And what he faces is just a negative man who only likes to judge people by his appearance, or perhaps, he has no intention at all.
Suddenly it darkened in front of me, and when I looked up, it was a thin white cloud, and the whole moon became more and more hazy.
Looking at the door of the side hall moved slightly, a figure sneaked out, and saw that no one slipped out very quickly, Shen Erjin looked at the hazy and soft moonlight, and then came to the ear room that had just quietly entered, and raised his right hand lightly and knocked three times, and heard a sound from inside after half a sound.
"Come in ............"
On August 15, Mao Zhengyuxiu Palace was boiling, and as soon as the hour arrived, Shen Erjin followed Huang Ying'er in a formal suit and walked to Ronghua Palace, a place that has attracted the ** and rights of countless people.
At this time, the autumn chrysanthemum of Ronghua Palace is just right, although the color of Huang Cancan is beautiful, it can become a foil under the backdrop of the palace concubines wearing red and willow green, and it is really better than flowers. Mo Yue only saw the door of the main hall of Ronghua Palace open the door after a quarter of an hour, and what came out was Lixue in a peach-colored palace dress, Shen Erjin looked at it carefully, and the expression that was completely different from the soup delivery that day, today her face was full of quiet and peaceful meaning, and she took a few steps forward and saluted first.
"I've seen all the ladies and daughters, and the queen invites all the ladies in. ”
Although he saluted, his speech and posture did not have the posture of being a palace maid at all, and he was even a little above the master. This is the upbringing of Ronghua Palace, which has never changed after eight years. (To be continued.) )