In the evening, Qingshao sent the food to Yang Yueshu, and waited for Yang Yueshu to finish her before returning to her residence.

"Sister Qingshao, come and have dinner!" Xing'er's eyes were bright, with a big smile on her face, "I have a honey chicken that my sister likes today!" ”

Xing'er likes Qingshao, so she always likes to be with Qingshao when she eats, and Xing'er can often get some good dishes from Mama Zhu, sometimes better than Yang Yueshu's dishes, who still enjoy the promised portion.

However, these Qingshao also understand the truth, a concubine who has fallen out of favor is not as good as a supervising grandmother.

"You won't bring Mama Zhu's dinner, will you?" Qing Shao looked at the table and asked with a smile.

There are five or six dishes on this table, and most of them are meat dishes, which are several times more sumptuous than Yang Yueshu's dinner.

"What's the matter, my aunt asked me to serve it," Xing'er pouted and said, "Auntie doesn't like sweet meals like honey chicken, my sister likes it, of course my sister eats it!" ”

Apricot puffed out her little face, and she looked very cute with a red flutter.

Qing Shao smiled lightly, then touched Xing'er's head and sat down opposite Xing'er.

The weather was too cold, and the two did not sit on the chairs in a regular manner, but put a small table on the bed, put all the dishes on it, and then the two shrank into the heavy quilt.

"It's so warm!" Apricot sighed with satisfaction.

Qing Shao stretched out his chopsticks and sandwiched a chopstick chicken into his mouth, the chicken was tender and smooth, and the sweet and fragrant taste made Qing Shao can't help but show a comfortable smile.

In fact, Qing Shao used to be a person who didn't like desserts very much, but maybe the current life is too bitter, so he needs sweet things more to make up for the bitterness in his heart.

The two had a warm dinner, and Xing'er began to persuade Qingshao to go to Mama Zhu's house with her, but the answer she got remained the same, and finally Xing'er could only leave Qingshao's house sullenly.

Qing Shao shook her head helplessly when she looked at Xing'er who was not very happy to get an answer every day, and closed the door to block the coldness outside.

Mama Zhu is very kind to her and Yang Yueshu, if there is no Mama Zhu, Qingshao believes that she and Yang Yueshu will definitely live a more miserable life than now. But people should not take the kindness of others for granted, and they should not exceed the rules. Xing'er is Mama Zhu's niece, and it is natural for Mama Zhu to treat her well, but Qingshao will not ask for anything too much because she has been with Xing'er for a long time, because no one owes anyone.

After making the bed and blowing out the candles, Qing Shao lay down under the covers, revealing only one head.

The cold wind outside the window blew the thin window paper whirring, as if it could break through the window in the next moment.

Qing Shao's eyes drooped and he didn't know what he was thinking, and he couldn't see her expression clearly in the dark.

Until a long time, in addition to the sound of the wind, there was a faint sound of breathing in the small room.

And in another place-

The luxurious inner hall, the vermilion curtain hangs down, there is no trace of cold air in the hall, and the incense burner by the window emits a curling fragrance.

On the chaise longue, covered with a white fox skin mattress, leaned on a woman about thirty years old, dressed in a crimson palace dress, the dark golden phoenix tail snaked and swirled on the skirt, her long hair was loosely pulled up with only a ruby hairpin, the noble goose egg face, the facial features, and the dark red eyeshadow on the Danfeng eyes added a touch of grandeur.

"Wanyue, what time is it?" The woman's voice sounded a little lazy.

Hearing the voice, Wan Yue, the palace maid standing on the side, hurriedly stepped forward and said respectfully: "Niangniang, it's already time, Niangniang should go to bed early." ”

"What about the emperor?" The woman frowned slightly when she heard Wanyue's answer.

“…… Back to Niangniang's words, the emperor, he," Wanyue pursed her lips, her voice became softer and softer, for fear of angering the person in front of her, "The emperor went to Mingxi Palace. ”

As soon as the words fell, I heard the sound of porcelain breaking.

Empress Song, who had just been on the chaise longue, waved the teacup in her hand to the ground.

Wan Yue hurriedly knelt down: "Niang Niang is angry!" ”

But where is this anger so good?

Empress Song is now so angry that her chest rises and falls, and her facial features are also very hideously wrinkled together: "Jiang Yunci, this slut!" ”

It's no wonder that Empress Song is angry, to say that there are many beauties in Emperor Jianxi's harem today, but that Shufei Jiang Yunci was born with a beautiful skin, and her appearance can be called the first person in the harem, so she won the pity of Emperor Jianxi. When the sixteen-year-old Jiang Yunci entered the palace, he got the second rank of concubine, and after two years of entering the palace, he was promoted to the first rank of concubine, even if Jiang Yunci gave birth to the third prince, it was not enough to be promoted to such a high position, and even the biological mother of the eldest son of the emperor is only a fifth-grade concubine.

Therefore, no one in the harem hates the unique favored Jiang Yun porcelain.

"Niangniang, don't get angry and hurt your body, even if Concubine Jiang Shu is favored, she can't surpass you!" Wan Yue hurriedly stood up and offered new tea to the queen, "Niangniang is not worth being angry with her!" ”

Queen Song snorted coldly, then the Jiang family wanted to cross her, it was a pipe dream, how could her Song family be comparable to the Jiang family.

Although Empress Song has secretly hated the Jiang family for many years, she has never shown it at all, just because the Jiang family is not enough to shake the status of Empress Song.

The promotion of women in Yan Kingdom mostly depends on family power, and the Jiang family's father is now relying on the Jiang family's favor and is just a squire of the Ministry of Works, which is far from the Song family, which holds the power of the army, not to mention that the current queen mother is the aunt of the Song queen.

It's just that although Empress Song's position is not in danger of being shaken, the emperor's excessive favor for the Jiang family still makes Empress Song angry and jealous.

"Somehow she turned the situation around back then, otherwise she wouldn't know how to die now!" Queen Song took a sip of tea, and remembered that the things of the year were depressed.

Wan Yue listened to Queen Song's emotion and stood quietly aside.

"Alas, it's a pity for Concubine Jing and Sun Guiren......" the queen shook her head and sighed.

Back then, Concubine Jing Yang Yueshu and the noble Sun were falsely accused of framing Concubine Jiang, and everyone said that Yang was the culprit, but in fact, no one knew that Queen Song was also involved in fueling the troubles, and finally Yang was demoted to promise, and Sun was beaten to death.

To say that Queen Song really likes that Yang family in her heart, she is smart and knows how to advance and retreat, but unfortunately what happened that time was rash, and they actually underestimated the Jiang family's ability.

"Niangniang, let's go to bed early, it's cold now, don't freeze to death......" Wanyue spread the brocade quilt on the bed and said respectfully.

Empress Song nodded.

It's a long night, you should go to bed early, otherwise you don't know how to pass the time......

But before Empress Song could widen her clothes, she heard the sharp voice of the eunuch outside the palace.

"The emperor has arrived!"

"The emperor has arrived!"

"The emperor has arrived!"