Just as Concubine Shu thought, Song Xintong was originally happily driving in the Qianqing Palace, and the ink in the Fengjue-style imperial ink had not yet been polished, so she heard the head of the Internal Affairs Office, Chongrui, come to report the news with a smile: Concubine Rong is pregnant. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The emperor was approving the recital, and when he heard it, he was stunned for a moment, and the ink dripped down the hair, and the rice paper case book was black.

Song Xintong saw a smile on the corner of the emperor's mouth, and he was even more jealous in his heart, so he didn't say anything, just snorted heavily, put Mo Fang in the ink inkstone, and turned away angrily.

The emperor saw her jealousy in his eyes, and only asked Chongrui Dao, "The reward is according to the usual practice, and there is a concubine to take care of her in Changchun Palace, I can rest assured, but I can't slack off in raising my sister-in-law, and I picked an experienced one to send it over." And then there's the position..."

"The emperor loves Concubine Rong so much, and the concubine retired." Song Xintong relied on her pampering and her mother's background, and she was about to retreat after squatting and saluting.

"Wait!" The emperor paused for a moment, rubbed his eyebrows and said to Chongrui, "Double the reward, don't be promoted for the time being, and wait for the child to be born, and discuss the merits together." ”

Chongrui squinted at Hui Chongyi, and bowed his hand and said, "The slave obeys the order." ”

Song Xintong paused when he heard that he was not promoted. After the emperor finished arranging, he still buried the first batch of duets, "Not leaving?" ”

There was no anger in his voice, but a kind of banter, Song Xintong returned with a smile, pouted obediently, "The emperor knows the careful thinking of the concubine, and the concubine is a little envious of Concubine Rong, she..."

"You call yourself a 'concubine', but you want me to promote you again?" The emperor was caught off guard and cast an inquiring gaze on her, his eyes complicated.

Song Xintong heard something different, originally only palace concubines of the third grade and above could call themselves "concubines", she has been out of the ordinary for so many days, the emperor didn't pay attention to it, how to care about it at the moment, "No... Concubines..."

The emperor laughed, put a hand on her arm and said, "I'm joking with you, when you get pregnant with a child, you will be promoted to Jieyu." ”

Song Xintong's eyes lit up, "Is the emperor's words true?" ”

"You have no jokes!" The emperor stood up, stretched, turned his face and smiled, "You go back to the Heart Cultivation Hall first, I want to meet the foreign minister." ”

"Concubine..."Song Xintong still wanted to stay, but remembered that the emperor had never liked the harem ladies to appear in front of the ministers, so he had to reluctantly squat down and said, "The concubine obeys the order, and the emperor should come earlier." ”

The emperor hummed casually, and after she left, he slammed the fold on the table with a drooping face, "The Liu family has stopped, and another Hui Chongyi has been raised, no matter what, there must be such a person in this harem!" ”

The people in front of the emperor bowed their heads and stood silently as if they had not heard anything.

When the news of Concubine Rong's pregnancy reached Chengqian Palace, Su Wanqing didn't say much on the surface, but after all, she was quite unhappy in her heart, without an heir, her plan would have to be delayed indefinitely.

Huaqin saw her worried state in her eyes, so she had to slowly distract her attention, "I heard from the people of the Internal Affairs Office, there was no work on weaving in Jinan a few years ago, and our lord and lady have already left for Yanjing, and I think I will soon be able to enter the palace to visit the little master." The little master has to nourish his spirit, or the old man and lady should be sad again. ”

"I know what you're thinking." Su Wanqing was half-lying on the pear blossom table and playing with the ashes in the lacquered red dragon and phoenix pattern hand stove, some charcoal was still burning, and there was a bright red fire, "The emperor deliberately cleaned up the Song family and the Liu family together, and he didn't have time to take care of me, am I just idle?" He yawned a long time.

Yu Ying took the starry plum blossom rabbit fur cloak and put it on her, "The little master has been getting lazy lately, and it is difficult to get the sun today, why don't you go out for a walk?" I heard that the red plum blossoms on the west corner of the imperial garden are just right, and yesterday the little master Min went to fold a few branches and came back to paint, but I don't know if this painting was not made. ”

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived. The little palace maid lifted the curtain at the partition, and Min Ji walked in happily, until Su Wanqing's side was startled, seeing that she was startled, she covered her mouth and snickered, "My good sister, why are you still here doing nothing to pluck cigarette ash!" Xingying is pregnant, this harem is frying, take a look, the gift list I listed is not good. ”

Su Wanqing rolled her eyelids helplessly, "It's just that my sister lacks heart, aren't you afraid that I will be bad in secret?" ”

Min Ji mischievously stretched out her fingers and flicked the snowflake beads on her ears, "Don't say it, I'm not worried." Sister Jia, you have to work harder, don't let others rob you of the main position of Chengqian Palace, or we will live a life of looking at people's faces again. ”

"Sister Min, what are you talking about, reasoning, you have more hope than me!"

Min Ji hurriedly waved her hand, "At this time, at that time, the emperor has a reason for promotion, and he will definitely make great efforts to move up the ranks." She suddenly remembered something, her eyes lit up and said, "I'm afraid I misunderstood what the emperor meant!" The emperor just pointed out that you came to Chengqian Palace to accompany me, and I wanted to give you the title of Chengqian Palace earlier, but it was just a matter of time! ”

Su Wanqing really admired her unbridled imagination, and after reading the gift list, she only said, "Sister still changed this ink jade pendant to a jade handle, one is too hard, the meaning is not very good, and the other is that jade raises people, there must be no shortage of this thing in your palace." ”

"Just do as Master Jia says, have you all heard?"

"Yes, little lord."

When Min Ji turned her face to look again, Su Wanqing was lazily lying on the small table again, as if she couldn't lift her spirits.

"What's wrong with you, even if Hui Chongyi is too popular, you won't... Be like this! ”

Su Wanqing chuckled, "Sister is too worried, where can I compete with myself, it's just that I've been dizzy these days, and I feel like I can't rest." ”

The painter next to him said flatly, "Little master, you have slept for five hours from last night to this morning, and you haven't rested yet, let's take a look!" ”

"Not necessarily! It may be the strength of the first recovery from a serious illness, let's see in a few days! ”

Min Ji rolled her eyes, "In my opinion, I still have to go out to get some air." Let's go to the Imperial Garden, my plum painting is not good, I still have to ask the master for advice. ”

Su Wanqing couldn't be entangled by her, and with the help of Huaqin and the others who turned their elbows outward, she had to simply dress up and go out. Due to the initial recovery from a serious illness, Yu Ying wrapped her tightly, looking like a ball from a distance, revealing only a small white face.

Walking slowly all the way, after walking for a full moment before entering the Imperial Garden, Su Wanqing looked up at the sky, the blue sky was cloudless, and the winter sun poured down, and there was a hint of warmth on his body.

Retracting her gaze and looking into the distance of the Imperial Garden, an elegant figure inadvertently crashed into her field of vision, standing alone behind layers of dead branches.