Rong Yue was in a tangled stall, Siqin came in with a silk cloth bag, looked at her uneasy look, and only smiled: "The emperor instructed the little master not to be carried in, just wash and change his clothes and wait in the warm pavilion. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Rong Yue's heart relaxed a little, and when she saw Siqin teasing, she couldn't help but feel shy, so she only bit her lower lip lightly and hung her head silently.

Siqin unfolded his bag and put his clothes on the purple sandalwood cloud dragon pattern hanger, Rong Yue saw that it was a set of red carved silk plate gold hundred flowers jacket skirt, and a trace of sweetness was born in his heart, thinking that he was just one of his concubines, not the only lover, and couldn't help but feel a little bitter.

After changing her clothes and returning to the warm pavilion, Rong Jin had already arranged some porridge and side dishes, served her, and took her to the kang to rest, and prepared the 'old three' on the kang in the morning - dim sum, pen and ink, and two or three poetry anthologies for her to pass the time.

The emperor was so thoughtful to herself, she was flattered, or did the emperor treat everyone like this? Under the light, the red clothes glowed red, and she stroked the delicate peony embroidery on the clothes, and she couldn't guess the emperor's thoughts in her heart.

"What are you thinking?" Rong Yue turned around when he heard the voice, and saw the emperor walking with his hands in his hands, he was wearing yellow velvet deerskin boots, stepping on the thick carpet of woven flowers and peonies and was silent, Rong Yue didn't even know that he had come in.

The emperor sat down on the kang beside her, and looked at her, her pale face with red eyebrows, and her cheeks were drunk, as delicate and lovely as a bride.

She turned around, put her arms around the emperor's neck, and asked softly, "Why does the emperor ...... This dress? "Why did you give her a scarlet garment? is only extremely shy, and even words are not good.

"I've never seen you wear a red garment, I want to see it." The emperor only replied with a chuckle, and at the root of the ear, I don't know if it was reflected by the red candle or because of the blood, a trace of redness spread, and even the whole person looked red.

When the emperor saw that the black hair was tied up at will, he fixed it with a rhino horn comb, frowned slightly, and seemed to have some anger in his words: "Why can't you comb your hair well with such beautiful clothes?" ”

Rong Yue raised his hand and swept his sideburns, and said blankly: "Isn't it about to be placed?" ”

The emperor pressed her shoulders and pressed her on the kang, stood up, seemed to study it, and raised his hand to pluck the rhino horn comb that set her hair, and the black hair slanted down like black jade.

He combed the comb twice, and tried to pull up the hair with both hands, but the hair had just been combed and washed, silky as water, and only as soon as he let go, a few strands fell off, and the emperor was very persevering in doing things, and now he was willing to give up, and put the hair in his hand again, and coiled it into a flat bun on the top of his head, and the cycle was repeated, and it was not formed several times.

Rong Yue couldn't help but yawn secretly, she actually wanted to tell the emperor, 'Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, let's do something more meaningful,' but seeing that the emperor was so serious, he didn't say anything, and only taught him the easiest way: "You braid your hair, wrap it in a bun on the top of your head, and fix the ends of your hair with a comb, and it won't fall off." ”

The emperor suddenly realized, according to her method, sure enough, fixed her hair, and took her to the makeup mirror to shine, Rong Yue saw that there was a red gold mandarin duck dotted with emerald double-stranded hairpins faintly exposed in the dark clouds, and his heart was warm, and tears almost came out of his eyes, so he tried his best to endure it, and smiled at him in the mirror.

The emperor leaned over and picked her up and walked to the depths of the Ming Huang tent.

Traditionally, except for the queen, the concubines and concubines have not been able to spend the night in the Qianqing Palace, and when it was over, Rong Jin came to inform them.

Presumably because they haven't been together for more than half a year, the emperor is obviously in a state.

Rong Yue didn't even want to move her little fingers, she just wanted to sleep, but she thought that she would have to go to Cining Palace, Shoukang Palace and Chengqian Palace early tomorrow morning to ask for peace, so she had to lift the emperor's arm with great effort, get up and get dressed.

Fortunately, Rong Jin stepped forward to button the button for her, otherwise her arm trembled, and she was afraid that she would have to fight with that small plate for a long time.

Rong Jin put on a cloak for her, helped her out, and when she reached the door, she turned her head to look, the emperor was still in the sleeping position, his lips pursed slightly, and his eyelashes seemed to tremble.

Rong Jin whispered again, and Rong Yue turned his head and lifted the curtain to leave.

The people in the palace can't wait to grow eight pairs of ears, and when they get up early in the morning, they know that the new master Rong Xiaozhu has slept yesterday.

After all, Rong Yue has not been canonized seriously, and he just lives alone in Yongshou Palace, and he was lifted that night, which is really not to be underestimated.

However, some people think that when the little lord Niu Colu first entered the palace, the emperor appeased one or two, and it was understandable, and it was only a matter of time before such a noble and extraordinary little lord was promoted to the concubine position.

Rong Yue was really tired, and she was dragged out of the quilt by the spring morning before dawn, and she couldn't wait to open one eye and close one eye when she was changing clothes and freshening up.

Just went to Cining Palace to ask for peace, along the way there were already many eyes or curiosity or jealousy, Rong Yue had the fear of the unknown in his heart, and only tried his best to calm down, as if the corners of his lips were slightly bent as if nothing happened, and he acted according to etiquette step by step.

When she arrived at Cining Palace, Su Mian greeted her and led her into the inner hall, and the Queen Mother was also there, and said two auspicious words to her with a smile, and handed her a string of jade beads.

As he was talking, he only heard a report from outside: "The concubine has arrived!" ”

Rong Yue was slightly surprised, Xiaozhuang had already smiled and said: "You just came, I called them all over, and when they met together, they should also recognize their relatives." ”

As she was talking, Concubine Tong walked in, and the corners of her lips seemed to be smiling: "Why bother to admit it, who doesn't recognize anyone." ”

Rong Yue asked her to say goodbye, and completed the first day's homework in a state of apprehension, although it was embarrassing and not very pleasant, in the end, it ended smoothly, and the words of the previous teachings were said a lot, and Xiaozhuang didn't say much, just picked up the words on the face and told her a few words.

Xiaozhuang has always been very kind to the harem concubines, and now he said a few words: "Your things over there must not have been cleaned up, go back first." ”

Concubine Tong always felt that Xiaozhuang favored Rong Yue, and she didn't want to say anything, so she only retreated and sent someone to ask Concubine Duan to go to Chengqian Palace to give her ideas.

Because he didn't eat breakfast, Rong Yue returned to the palace this time, and he felt hungry when he was relieved, so he took a white sesame goat milk for daily maintenance in the early spring morning, and asked softly: "Does the master want to rest?" ”

Rong Yue was still tired earlier, but he didn't feel much sleepy at this time, and after eating the white sesame goat milk, he took a few photos of the rhombic rake mirror, and saw that his face was ruddy, his eyes were bright, and he only smiled: "It's still early, let's go and hang out." ”

Chunzao asked, "Which palace does the little master want to go to?" ”

Rong Yue thought for a while: "Yonghe Palace is the most favored, we will inevitably not be said to be inflammatory, there will always be a chance in the future, Yikun Palace is close, let's go visit Yi Concubine Niangniang." After a few strokes, he used the goat's milk in the bowl and stood up and straightened his clothes. (To be continued.) )