Chapter Thirty-Seven: A King Is Like a Rock

The herbs in the medicine mill were gradually ground into fine powder in the stone mortar, and Mei Caiping carefully poured the powder into another porcelain jar containing half a jar of medicinal powder, stirred it with a hosta, and brought it to her nose to smell the smell. Thinking that it was a little nasal flushing, his body trembled and he was slightly excited.

"Lady, I've been taking these medicines for two months, do you want to continue to take them?" Bai Peony held a piece of mulberry paper, tightly covered the mouth of the can, tied it tightly with a string, and closed the lid.

"Eat, of course. Otherwise, how can I be worthy of the prescription that my father has found in every possible way. Mei Caiping picked up a steaming black potion, frowned, closed her eyes, raised her head and drank it in one gulp.

"But lady, although taking too much of this medicine can resolve the infertility medicine under Huang Xiuyi, it is a little poisonous to the body after all. This Huang Xiuyi can't raise the emperor's heir by himself, so he has to drag the lady into the water together. Bai Shao put the medicine jar into the wooden shelf under the bed, and frowned hatefully.

"Her ancestors were a family of incense and medicine, and it would be easy to get some medicine to help her conceive and nourish her body, but she has not yet become pregnant. I thought that either I was sick or I had been hurt by someone else. Naturally, she was not angry, so she wanted to drag me into the water.

Falling into her palace is also my bad luck. Luomei PalaceLuomei Palace, the official family said well, and I was unlucky. I thought that her palace was secluded, so I wanted to be quiet. I don't know what I'm afraid of, I'm really disheartened. ”

Mei Caiping frowned at Dai Qing, and the words she heard in the rockery cave hidden by the wisteria trellis near the Lianting Palace came to her mind. The man told Cao Caidie in a low voice that if she wanted to win the grace of the saint, she only had to wait near the Autumn Dew Palace.

Cao Caidie's foolish laughter echoed in her ears again: "Good sister, it's not in vain for you and my sister." My sister is elegant and naturally disdains to compete for favor, but I can't see Lin Yuzhen's slut relying on the official fox and fake tiger power at a young age.

When I won the holy favor, I first taught Lin Yuzhen's little slut, and then took my sister in front of the official family. When the time comes, you and I sisters will be of the same heart, and who else in this palace will dare not talk to us. ”

At that time, I listened to the conversation between the two of them, but I secretly laughed at Cao Caidie's stupidity and credulity in her, but who knew that the news of Lin Yuzhen's death came out that night. Thinking about it, I couldn't help but shake my body and snorted.

Bai Shao saw Mei Caiping's face change and her eyes were dull, so she knew that she remembered that incident again, and hurried up to take her hand and hurriedly comforted: "That's all something that has nothing to do with the lady, I only complain that the Cao family is stupid, and Lin Cairen is unlucky to fall for that person's plan." The lady only listens to it occasionally, and now she locks herself in the palace every day, but she doesn't want to touch these pickled things anymore. Everyone's life and death are destiny, not the mother's harm, why should the lady be afraid.

Mei Caiping was silent, walked to the front desk of a scroll of Guanyin statue hanging on the wall, picked up a incense stick, lit it and inserted it into the furnace, and recited the Jizo Bodhisattva Sutra in a low voice.

"Official, this sea cucumber hoof tendon stewed very badly today, if you smell this aroma, you will float to Taiye Lake."

Zangjiao scooped up a spoonful of simmered and stewed hoof tendons with a silver spoon and put it into Zhao Jing's bowl, tilted her head and watched Zhao Jing clip it into her mouth, praising it for being fresh and delicious. Rou Meifeng's eyes were full of joy, and the small dimples on her lips were full of smiles.

"Well, you're a chef in your little kitchen. That nectar seed also brought me a little, this thing tastes beautiful with small wontons. Zhao Jing ate a few bites of hoof tendons, and pointed to the pickled red and bright manna seeds to taste the taste.

Zangjiao picked up the silver chopsticks and carefully picked up a few crispy, sweet and spicy nectar seeds and put them on a small plate in front of Zhao Jing, and put a bowl of soup with clear and fresh flavor, and the shrimp meat dumplings sprinkled with green onions were blunt and sent to Zhao Jing.

Zhao Jing was eating the wontons, and saw Zangjiao Xuebai looking at himself with a smile on her face with her hands in her hands. smiled and picked up a nectar seed and handed it to her mouth: "Why can't I eat such a good thing elsewhere, Jiaojiao, don't just look at it, you can taste it too." ”

Zangjiao's white and tender face flushed, and she opened her soft little mouth to eat the nectar seeds into her mouth. Zhao Jing watched her ruddy cherry lips squirm slightly, and there was a trace of spicy juice on her lips, and she couldn't help but raise her hand and gently wipe it off for her with a silk handkerchief.

The glow of the setting sun shines through the curtains, and the room is filled with a reddish soft light. The two sat at each other and smiled softly, and finished their dinner happily, Zhao Jing leaned on the wide back of the official hat chair and sighed comfortably:

"Jiaojiao, only when I came to you did I feel that there was still a home in this deep palace, and there was still a taste for this day."

Zang Jiao held a sandalwood spun fan and gently fanned the wind with Zhao Jing and said softly:

"Why did the official family say this, let the mother know that she was going to be sad. The concubine knows that you are working too hard, although the world is all from the official family, what the official family wants is just a warm corner, and the concubine just wants the official family to save a little lighter. ”

Zhao Jing's fingers slid over Zangjiao's delicate face and leaned in front of her and asked, "I abandoned you in the Chenglu Hall that night, and you suffered a lot of hardships and grievances. And I didn't come back and didn't reconcile with you, are you to blame? ”

The two were very close, Zangjiao turned her eyes to look at Zhao Jing, and suddenly found that there were a few silver threads mixed between his dark and shiny temples, and the star-like eyes were slightly flushed with red silk, and the Sichuan character lines in the center of his eyebrows became more and more profound.

With a sour heart, Zhao Jing is just a year old, just when he is strong. If you are a merry child of a noble and wealthy family, you are afraid that you are still living a leisurely and rich life of flying horses and flowers, feasting and drinking.

Although Zhao Jing in front of him is still handsome and upright, he is shrouded in a strong majesty and heavy fatigue. Zang Jiao stretched out her plain hand and gently held Zhao Jing's warm palm, pressed her palm against her palm, and whispered softly:

"The official family and the concubine said that the mother's body is only afraid that it will not be supported for a long time, and she has been married for many years, and the mother is such a good character, how can the official family not be sad. The concubine heard that there was a kind of lovesick bird, and if one died, the other would cry blood and mourn every day, and the bitter concubine in the heart of the official family knew.

Now that you are busy with court and state affairs every day, and you are worried about the body of the queen's mother, you can still remember to come to see the concubine when you are so tired and tired, and the concubine is already very satisfied.

In the heart of the concubine, the official family is the husband and the relative. Just like serving Daddy at home, as long as the official family can feel a moment of peace and comfort, it is to break the concubine's bones, and he will not hesitate to do so. ”

The voice of the warbler in front of him is soft, the pulse is affectionate, and the eyes are full of attachment and admiration. Zhao Jing's heart was filled with emotion like a spring tide, he stretched his arms and took Zangjiao's soft body into his arms, lowered his head and lightly imprinted a kiss on his smooth forehead.

Zangjiao obediently snuggled in Zhao Jing's arms, Zhao Jing took a deep breath, buried his head in Zangjiao's soft and smooth hair, and felt a faint fragrance into his nose. There was a sudden thirst in my throat, and a wave of heat rose from the bottom of my heart.

A low voice whispered in Zangjiao's ear: "Jiaojiao, I don't want to go anywhere else tonight." ”

Qin Ge, who was standing behind the bead curtain outside the door and listened to the instructions, heard Zhao Jing's words in the room, and almost applauded with joy. Cover your mouth, stand on tiptoe, hold your breath, and prick up your ears to listen to Zangjiao's reply.