"It's terrible." Ling Guiren sat down indignantly, turned around and took the celadon bowl in the maid's hand, "But it's naturally good that my sister can take this kind of thing lightly." This is a hundred potpourri nectar made by Yu Ying herself, my sister can try it. ”

The jade dew in the bowl is golden in color, and as soon as it is approached, it has a tangy aroma. Su E stepped forward to divide a small soup for the woman, and tasted it carefully, and sure enough, the entrance was sweet, delicate and lovely, and it was really the best grade. It can be seen that in order to fight for the emperor's favor, the noble people have also put some effort. Such a temperament can indeed add some vitality to the lifeless harem.

"Sister likes? If she likes, Yu Ying can send someone to send it at any time. ”

"It's rare for you to have this kind of thought." Qingluan wiped the corners of her lips and said with a smile, "Is it okay for your eldest sister Mi to promise in the near future?" ”

asked such a casual question, but the woman in front of the meeting showed sadness and said dejectedly: "My sister was originally going to live back in Xining Palace, but now she is burdened by the queen and is snubbed by the emperor." Sister, you know the truth, and you categorically refuse to speak......"

"That being the case, the emperor has been staying in your room recently, and it is not difficult to say a few kind words for your sister." She handed the veil to Su E and looked up suspiciously.

"Why didn't the concubines say anything, but most of the emperor's faces were displeased." The Ling nobleman leaned in, "Concubine, sister, your status in the emperor's heart." ”

Qingluan laughed in his heart, and wasted this effort just for such a sentence. She was afraid that she was not rejected by the emperor, but she didn't dare to speak easily. It would be a pity if the image of the unworldly people, which has been carefully maintained since the beginning of his favor, were ruined by this. And in the past few days, the emperor often comes out of her room, and always has to sit at Zhaogui's concubine for a while, which is not a small credit.

She already suspected that Ershu was a chess piece laid by others, so she saw the sky.

"What does my sister mean, but you want me to go and plead with the emperor?"

"How dare my sister bother my sister." She saw that Qingluan's face was indifferent, so she sat back stupidly, and said, "My sister is just sorry for the eldest sister, and I don't dare to think about him." ”

"Your sister is also a backbone."

These words come from the heart. Since the woman entered the palace, she was neither committed to the noble concubines, nor did she compete for favor like other concubines. After being snubbed, I feel more comfortable, as if I don't belong here. It is probably because of this that Lingguiren, who is a younger sister, must try his best to invite pets to protect the two of them.

Qingluan didn't intend to win over anyone, but it was not bad to be able to keep Mi Mi and promise his innocence, so as not to be used to go against him. "I appreciate her personality, and it's great to have her come to this Liuyue Pavilion to sit if you have time."

The noble man was overjoyed when he heard this, and he praised and thanked him until the sun went down in the west. She was able to loosen her muscles and bones when she walked Qingluan, and the emperor was also going to the Linggui today, so she was able to take a break. In the end, she is still tired of this kind of exchange of interests. It's just that it's easy to say on weekdays, but now that the eldest sister is about to be taken to the palace, how can she still have such thoughts when she can't sleep and eat day and night.

A few days ago, I heard that the ministers of the previous dynasty had a quarrel with the emperor because of the seclusion in the middle palace, and some old ministers of the Qin family were forced to be holy in the name of the elders of the three dynasties. The reason why they dare to be so arrogant is completely dependent on the power of the Queen Mother. The party headed by Sima Duzhao has now been suppressed and fragmented, and it is difficult to become a climate even if there are a few people.

As soon as the place is unstable, the queen mother, who holds military power, will not fall for a day. And the key to restraining the local rebellion is the person surnamed Qin.

The emperor has rarely been to Liuyue Pavilion recently, in addition to avoiding the suspicion of the queen, he must have heard that the eldest daughter of the Yuan family will be summoned into the palace in the near future to be named a third-grade Duanru lady. Seeing that he was so embarrassed, Qingluan couldn't bear it, so he tried to avoid talking about it.

She lay on the bed and thought about it so much, but she didn't feel sleepy. At this moment, I heard Su E say through the curtain: "The little master can sleep." ”

"What's the matter?"

"The Queen Mother sent someone to pay tribute, and the eldest lady will arrive tomorrow. At noon, a banquet was held in Fushou Palace to catch the wind for the eldest lady. ”

There was a long silence behind the curtain, so long that Su E almost thought that she was asleep again, and the moment she wanted to retreat, she heard Qingluan's somewhat hoarse voice sounding dullly. "I know it."

The weight of those words must have been too much for her to bear as a woman. However, at this moment, Su E did not know what to say to alleviate her pain. She bowed slowly, turned around and closed the door. At the moment when the two lacquered red nanmu trees merged, the wind poured into the room through the cracks, rolling up the corner of the goose yellow and weeping man. Qingluan was sitting quietly at the head of the bed, looking at the empty moonlight outside, her eyes were sad and tired.

The next day, Fushou Palace gave a banquet.

After the concubines sat down, none of them spoke, and in the current situation of the Queen Mother, they were no more than other places, and they always dared not be a little presumptuous. Even if there is just one sentence that exceeds the rules, it may lose its hard-won noble status.

After touching about half a cup of tea, the Son of Heaven in a purple python gold robe entered the banquet. His sword eyebrows were high, and his body exuded a lofty temperament, but his expression did not relax at all. Since stepping into the hall, she has been staring at Qingluan intently, but the woman only has her forehead hanging slightly, staring at the steaming tea on a small table.

"Everyone is here, and you don't remind the mourners."

A deep voice sounded from behind the curtain, and I saw Mama Gui slowly walking out with the Queen Mother, who was nearly half a hundred years old. The woman raised her eyes to look at the Son of Heaven, but she didn't take the hand he handed over, but sat down on the table and said behind the curtain, "You can come out too." ”

As soon as the words fell, a woman in scarlet clothes walked out. At a glance, although the appearance is not excellent, it is also born generous. At this time, facing everyone, he was quite restrained. She took broken steps to greet the emperor, and then stood straight behind the queen mother. The moment his eyes touched Qingluan, it was like thunder falling, and it immediately fixed on the woman's face, and there was some glittering light in her eyes.

Qingluan almost wanted to get up, but she didn't expect to see her eldest sister again, but she was in such a depressed court. Yuan, who was once in her prime, has not seen her for many years, and now she has faded, but the gentleness in her eyes has never changed. Qingluan still remembers that the night before she entered the palace at the age of fourteen, she went to say goodbye to her eldest sister, holding the single clothes that the woman sewed for herself, and said with a determined gaze: "Eldest sister, if Luan'er will one day stand in the palace, she will definitely bring her sister and mother to share the glory." ”

At that time, the Yuan family was still beautiful, and a slight smile was like a spring breeze in March. She took Qingluan's hand, but refused: "If there is really that day, you will not summon me into the palace." There are people here for me to wait for, and don't let me lose my freedom. ”