In the early morning, the wind suddenly picked up, and there was a slight cold and damp smell. Last night, a snow completely blew the chill of the north all over the harem, and the wind penetrated through the window and came out, sweeping away the turbidity of the previous days. Occasionally, the stumps of the winter were blown off, scraping the ground of white marble, forming ice stains

Because it was the first day to serve the new master, Qingluan deliberately got up early, but when she rushed to the bedroom of the main palace, the queen was already dressing up. The queen didn't say anything when she saw Qingluan, but just asked her to kneel aside, and asked her about her in Lingxian Palace.

On the surface, it seems to be gossip, but in fact, the queen has hidden scheming. How are the people of Lingxian Palace, how is the master, what is the gap between the people who are planted in them. Even when the emperor will come and how long he will come, he has to ask one by one. Although Qingluan is not exhaustive about this, he still has to answer it well, after all, neither of these two masters can afford to offend.

The woman saw that Qingluan couldn't say anything, so she dressed up with peace of mind. The queen's hair bun today is the flying star bun that was once all the rage in the palace, and a strand of green silk is coiled out in front of the forehead to add stability. The bright moon bead ring looms in the ear, like a flower in the mirror and a moon in the water. Qingluan couldn't help but be speechless, always thinking that the queen disdained to put more effort into her hair bun jewelry, who would have thought that she would not even underestimate this tiny link. Humanity is from small to large, and the queen's mind is also delicate and meticulous.

Concubine Chen once learned her hairstyle for fear that the women in the palace would steal it, and only the clever little eunuch waited for her makeup every morning, and now it makes sense to think about it.

"By the way, what's your name?" Halfway through the dressing, the queen suddenly asked. Qingluan couldn't help but smile secretly, she didn't think to ask her name and surname after talking a lot, and this woman really focused on the affairs of the harem. Just listening to that tone, it is also gentle, a hundred times better than Concubine Chen.

Thinking like this, Qingluan didn't dare to slack off at all, and hurriedly bowed his head and said: "Back to Niangniang, slave Qingluan." ”

"Huh, Qingluan?" The hairstyle had been combed, and the queen was motioning for her to choose different hairpins to show her, but when she heard this, she suddenly turned her head and looked at her with a sneer. Qingluan secretly said that it was not good in her heart, but her face was humble and obedient: "Since the slave and maid are here to serve Niangniang, if Niangniang doesn't like this title, please ......."

"How can this palace be more than a title?" The queen raised her head slightly, and didn't look at her again, "This palace is already a golden luan, and I'm not afraid that you will fight for this phoenix with a little finch." Since you are called Qingluan, continue to use it as a name. ”

Although she couldn't hear the queen's tone of good or evil, it was always very good to be able to use her own name, and the woman hurriedly kowtowed and thanked when she heard the words: "Xie Niangniang is compassionate, Niangniang is a thousand years old." ”

"You go up and show this palace which hairpin matches this bun."

Seeing that the maids around him had taken a step back, Qingluan did not shirk it, and stepped forward to take the ornament box in the queen's hand with both hands and carefully checked it. These jewels do not need to be recognized to be of the highest quality, and the red acacia beans are the most popular ornaments among women in the southern country, resembling a heart shape and full of luster. It's just that with this Chaofeng dress, it is a bit rouge and vulgar.

Qingluan shook her head and picked up the other hair accessories. After a round of looking, although the thing is priceless, but for some reason I always feel a little lacking, when I was at a loss, I suddenly found a few peach wood Xiaodian on the dressing table to fix the hair bun, and suddenly it was like a treasure.

The queen was curious, so she waved her hand to stop the maids who wanted to come forward. But seeing Qingluan took out three of the wooden hairpins, he gently wiped the rouge with his hand and painted it on it, and the colorless ornament seemed to be plated with a layer of bright powder, which was slightly pretty. Next, the three hairpins are skillfully inserted into the bun and twisted by hand, which resembles a fan bone and has a different charm.

"Niangniang's flying star bun is as delicate as a young woman, although the ornaments in your hands are extremely gorgeous, but it is very easy to mismatch Niangniang's hairstyle. In contrast, something simple can bring out your beauty more. And the fan bone itself has the temperament of the fragrance of the inker, which seems to be made in one go with your green silk, adding more interest. The slave and maid are foolish, and they hope that the mother will forgive her sins. ”

But seeing the queen's smile like a flower, she seemed to be dissatisfied, "You are not only skillful with your hands, but also with your mouth." Why didn't you see it when the Japanese palace saw that you were a talented person. ”

"The mother praises the slave maid."

"A few of you go down and tell Zhenxiu Palace to make a few ornaments according to the fan bones." Queen Wan'er turned to Qingluan, "You have to know that this palace is no better than Concubine Chen." As long as you really think about Chaofeng Palace, this palace will not lose you. You are a wise man, you should understand the truth that good birds choose trees to perch. ”

"The slave understands." Qingluan lowered his head, and his heart was already as clear as a mirror.

The queen is a showdown, on the one hand, to test whether she is still Concubine Chen's minion, and on the other hand, she is trying her best to win herself over. For example, the scars she showed intentionally or unintentionally just now have been seen by the queen, and she has dispelled her guilt against herself.

In the harem, even if you don't try your best to hurt others, you still need to rack your brains to protect yourself. She only hopes that such days will come to an end as soon as possible, even if it is mediocre.

After breakfast, it is customary to accept the worship of each palace. said that it was an invitation, but it was just a gladiatorial battle between the palace concubines and concubines. The queen finally got the interest to go to the garden today, and naturally she didn't want to let those women delay for too long. Hung up the water gauze curtain directly, and behind the curtain the maid dyed her nails with a single phoenix, let me listen to the opinions of the concubines.

There are only two concubines in the palace, and the virtuous concubine and Concubine Chen are on an equal footing, but Concubine Chen is favored and her family background is higher than that of others, so she naturally takes the lead in entering the palace. Although she restrained her usual anger, her pampered and arrogant majesty still did not diminish at all. Xing Yan's father has become the prime minister of the left, and his desire for power is overwhelming, and for a time the government and the opposition are densely divided into the Xing family, and even the queen mother needs to give three points to her for the sake of the country. The queen had such an attitude towards her, and it was no surprise that she had long been surprised.

"Queen Jin'an, I haven't seen her for three months, and the queen's complexion is still so good."

Although nominally confined for three months, she had been favored for several days, and now in order to make up for Concubine Chen, the emperor of the Great Wei Kingdom repeatedly visited her residence. Therefore, just after the lockdown period, a vote of palace concubines followed her.

The queen's face was peaceful, and she hurriedly said: "Sisters, please get up, this palace is occasionally cold today, and it is not suitable to see everyone in person." Qingluan, wait for the palace to serve tea to your sisters. ”

Concubine Chen wanted to say a few words, but when she heard the maid's name, she was silent. And the woman standing beside the queen at this moment was also shocked, and the queen asked her to come forward now, clearly asking her to have a head-to-head confrontation with the former master, cutting off the root cause.

But he couldn't escape, Qingluan lifted the curtain in desperation and walked out.

She was as careful as if she were facing a great enemy, lest she be beaten again if something went wrong. Walking in front of Concubine Chen, she respectfully saluted the celadon teapot holding the jasper, and when she saw the woman's proud expression, she carefully poured tea into the cup. Unexpectedly, Concubine Chen suddenly swept her sleeves, and suddenly the teacup and spoon spilled on the ground. Qingluan didn't see what Concubine Chen did, quickly straightened the teapot, knelt down and said: "Slave Qingluan deserves to die, please forgive Concubine Chen." ”