The cold breath, like the bitter autumn wind, and like the remnants of winter that has not yet melted, all brought a sad chill to Concubine Xin. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Concubine Xin half-hung her head, and a green tourmaline bead on her hair fell between her eyebrows, like cold raindrops. She continued to smile humbly, and thanked her dignity: "Concubine, thank you for the reward." ”

Murong Wei is a princess, and there is not much contempt in her words, she just wants to express her gratitude to Concubine Xin for taking care of her aunt.

It's just a kind of falling flowers, ten thousand kinds of leisure. Some people see that the flowers are full and the moon is full and people know each other, but some people see the waning moon and the remnants of the shadows, and Lao Yan flies separately. Concubine Xin was feeling her life experience, and her heart was stealing, and Murong Wei's faint gratitude fell in her eyes, which became ridicule and sarcasm for her.

After all, Concubine Xin was trained by the Queen Mother, and no matter how sad she was in her heart, her face was still calm. She **** served Chu Zhaohui, Chu Zhaohui was plain, she also chose the color of hosta white, and the waist short undergarment was embroidered with dark yellow weeping chrysanthemums, expressing the same heart as Mrs.

Murong Wei's dress and respect for her aunt in King An's mansion made Murong Wei very satisfied, and she quietly watched her aunt drink the last sip of pear juice, and Mingzhu served her hands clean.

Chu Zhaohui's tone was gentle, and Concubine Xin ran out of soup after serving, so he said to her with a smile: "Sister Lao, you don't need to serve here, go down and rest." ”

Concubine Xin bowed and retired, slowly withdrew from the main courtyard, and stood holding the moon gate leading to the side courtyard for a while before she moved her steps.

At the night banquet on Chinese New Year's Eve, Chu Zhaohui learned that Meng Zhaoyi was pregnant, and asked Concubine Xin to enter the palace every few days to greet her. Concubine Xin is visiting the palace today, thinking about returning to her life together.

It's just that Murong Wei is here, and she already has doubts about her ingenuity, if she mentions Meng Zhaoyi's gratitude again, I am afraid that she will think more about winning people's hearts in the name of King An's mansion. Therefore, Chu Zhaohui didn't ask, Concubine Xin stopped, and only served Chu Zhaohui with soup, preparing to express Meng Zhaoyi's gratitude again in the evening.

Thinking of today's Changchun Palace, Meng Zhaoyi's bedroom is magnificent, full of rewards from the emperor and queen, and Concubine Xin has a faint melancholy in her heart.

She is not jealous, but she still feels sorry for herself.

Meng Zhaoyi's figure is not fat, and she is still as slender as before. Because of severe morning sickness, the imperial doctor ordered him to recuperate, but he only lay on the couch with wilting, and his face was a little yellow.

In the past, they always got along well, and Meng Zhaoyi was very happy to see Concubine Xin come to see her. He didn't want her to salute, but beckoned her to sit down on the couch beside him, and ordered someone to serve him tea.

Meng Zhaoyi remembered Concubine Xin's habits in the past, and repeatedly instructed the palace people: "Give Concubine Niangniang a Taiping Monkey Kui, boiling hot water, soak in condolences." ”

Concubine Xin didn't sleep well, but she couldn't change her habit of drinking strong tea, and when she served the Queen Mother together in previous years, Meng Zhaoyi also persuaded her, but she couldn't change it.

Hearing that today's Zhaoyi Niangniang still remembers her habits back then, Concubine Xin was moved, pulled out and sat down, and held Meng Zhaoyi's hand.

Among the four of them that year, Meng Zhaoyi was the youngest, and Concubine Xin liked this sister very much. Seeing that her already delicate melon seed face was thin and pointy, she was so distressed that she couldn't do it first, so she took her hand and asked her to take good care of her life and eat more.

Meng Zhaoyi agreed again and again, and unconsciously put her hand between her flat lower abdomen, reassuring her with a stack. Although his face is haggard, his eyes are like broken gold, containing the brilliance of motherhood, and his face cannot be concealed by happiness.

The palace people brought the tea, and the sweet white porcelain convex magpie teacup was brewed very well in the Taiping Monkey Kui.

Meng Zhaoyi asked for tea again and again, picked up the honey water brewed by the palace people, and said with a smile: "My sister can only drink this now, and sometimes I really want to drink maple dew tea, but the imperial doctor said that it is not good for the body." ”

Concubine Xin pulled the corners of her mouth, picked up the teacup and tasted the familiar taste of the past, and couldn't help but feel bitter.

Su Duhan loves to drink water and golden turtles, Chu Zhaohui only likes the Longjing in the season, she feeds it in the palm of her hand, but the tea in the house basically does not need to be prepared, and it is given by the palace every year.

In addition to these two, the palace also loves to appreciate the big red robe, Jin Junmei and Zhengshan small species of Wuyi Mountain.

The big red robe is the general's favorite drink, and the lady often orders people to send it to the border city, but Jin Junmei and Zhengshan Xiaozhong are the taste of Queen Chu's mother and daughter, and everyone in the house remembers it.

She and Concubine Du drank whatever tea they had, and over time, they almost forgot the taste of Taiping Monkey Kui.

When I am happy for her, I feel sad for myself. Concubine Xin tasted tea, as if she was eating green apricots that had been pickled for a long time, and it was full of sour water from her mouth to her heart. Her eyes were astringent and dry, and she had the urge to cry, so Concubine Xin prevaricated well by drinking tea.

Feeling the flowers splashing tears, it is about the mood of Concubine Xin at the moment. She tried her best to hold back, patiently congratulated a few words, and said Mrs. Anguo's greetings again, and gave the gift.

Meng Zhaoyi's hand was still carefully caressing her flat stomach, and she even spoke carefully: "Sister thank you for your care for me, please tell your wife to take care of yourself." Sister and Sister Du are also two, alternating between spring and cold, one cold and one hot are the most hurtful, and the two sisters are about to live. ”

lost the pillars, and the lives of the two side concubines were worried. Meng Zhaoyi is pregnant with her own flesh and blood in her belly, so she can better understand the difficulties of these two. She was afraid of making Concubine Xin sad, so she only mentioned the bodies of the two of them.

After entering the palace for a long time, I thought that the heir was hopeless, and I had always treated the fourth prince Ah Xuan well, and I originally planned to rely on the deep sisterhood with Xu Zhaoyi.

I don't want to be pregnant now, but I give birth to a princess, which is also a close-fitting padded jacket, and I have a lifelong dependence. Meng Zhaoyi was pleased, but she was worried about the two sisters in Su Mansion.

She whispered and gossiped with Concubine Xin, still being empathetic at the beginning, and it was also quite bitter.

Meng Zhaoyi sincerely held Concubine Xin's hand, and Yin Yin persuaded: "Sister, don't think about the good." There is a queen mother who takes care of the palace, Mrs. An Guo is good-natured, and the prince is not a cold person, and the two sisters can't fall underground anyway. ”

Concubine Xin felt her kindness, and didn't want her to be pregnant, so she reluctantly smiled: "Zhaoyi Niangniang said very much, now I am dedicated to serving Mrs. Anguo, and I want to come to the house is still brocade clothes and jade food, although I can't be the word noble, in the end, I don't have to worry about food and clothing, and I don't have to worry about the two concubines." ”

Meng Zhaoyi put Concubine Xin's hand on her lower abdomen and smiled very sincerely: "Originally, my sister wanted to rely on Sister Xu, and after a hundred years, there are juniors who give her pillar incense, and I don't want to have my own support now." Rest assured, sister, we can always take care of each other. ”

No amount of care will help, Concubine Xin was originally accompanying Meng Zhaoyi to rejoice, but she couldn't help but make her touch her heart, and the words gradually became less, only listening to Meng Zhaoyi's chatter with a smile in her eyes, and the smile was not shallow. (To be continued.) )