The sky was bright, and I don't know when it started drizzling last night. The dark gray sky was thick and thick, like dirty cotton wool soaked in water, and the clouds were dense and enveloped the sky over the imperial city.

The red candle on the desk had burned out, and only two pools of cold, dry candle wax remained in the copper plate. Last night, the room was full of red and happy lights, and it looked dim and ridiculous in the dark light that penetrated through the window screen.

Zangjiao was still curled up barefoot on the wide bed in a messy splendor, the green silk was messy on her chest and back, the soft phoenix eyes that were originally misty were dry and swollen, and she held her knees with her hands and watched the rain fall outside the window.

After the whole night, Zhao Jing never returned, and no one came to ask her if she should be sent back to Yunshu Palace or stay here. Only when he left, he hurriedly left a sentence: "You stay here for a while." ”

Perhaps because of this sentence, the concubines who couldn't sleep should have been sent back to their palaces overnight, but now they were quiet and deserted, and there was no movement, only the sound of the palace people getting up in the morning to clean the outer hall was faintly heard.

Zangjiao blinked her dry and aching eyes that had not slept all night, and the gauze on her body seemed to be too light and thin to resist the midsummer breeze. Grabbed the placket and pulled it in the middle to cover the half-exposed shoulders, as if this would make me feel more at ease.

The lips are very dry and even slightly cracked. But I didn't want to go down and drink water. The water in the blue-glazed ice-patterned teapot on the table was already cold, and the old palace order instructed him not to eat too much before going to bed last night, for fear of losing his honor before driving.

Now I have an empty stomach, but fortunately, I don't feel hungry except for some pain in my stomach. He just stretched out the tip of his slightly bitter tongue and gently licked his chapped lips, and his arm brought his knee closer.

I listened to the sporadic sounds outside the hall, how noisy it was last night, listening to the panic of those lieutenants, I don't know if the mother woke up, the official family is probably staying by the queen's side at this time.

Thinking of the delicate woman who held hands and thanked her when she first saw herself in the Zhaoyang Palace, her face was as pale as paper, but her smile was as warm as the spring sun.

Pointing to the petite and lovely Yongfu, he said to himself, "Jue Cairen, you saved my daughter, just like saving my life, and you will often come to see Yongfuer and me in the future." ”

Now that the woman who is peerless but sick and weak has finally fallen, I don't know what kind of changes will happen in this palace. If the queen really has an accident, the official family will be very sad.

In front of me, the handsome Zhao Jing who was handsome last night took off the majesty of the court, so gentle and funny, gently scratched his nose and laughed, hugged himself and whispered in a low voice, "Jiaojiao's sincerity, I won't fail you." ”

There was a slight coolness on her face, she raised her hand to wipe it but her face was full of tears, Zangjiao wiped away her tears, closed her eyes, closed her hands, and silently prayed to the gods and Buddhas for the queen to recover soon.

A chaotic sound of footsteps came from the outer hall, getting closer and closer. I can hear the courtiers of the palace people and the cheers of the visitors. Zangjiao opened her eyes and looked at the closed door with a slight horror.

With a bang, the door of the palace was pushed open, and a purple-clothed palace commander led a group of red-clothed Shang Palaces to break into the hall with his head raised, and Zangjiao looked at them in amazement.

The purple-clothed palace Ling who came in was already quite old, and his hair was already gray. The cheekbones on the face as thin as a knife were high, a pair of triangular eyes drooped slightly, and the eyes flashed sharply at him.

"Who are you?" Zangjiao asked suspiciously. The purple-clothed palace order sneered: "The slave is the Empress Dowager of the Crane Year Palace, the first-class deacon Lu Yi, and at the behest of the Empress Dowager, I have come to ask Jue Jieyu to accompany us to meet the Empress Dowager." Come, serve Jieyu and set off. ”

Behind him, a few red-clothed Shanggong didn't wait for Zangjiao to speak, and hugged up, pulled up Zangjiao, put on silk shoes, and rushed out of the hall to stuff a small sedan chair with a dark blue pattern. A few temple people lifted up and strode away, regardless of whether the sedan body was bumpy and swaying or not.

"Jue Jieyu, the Crane Year Palace has arrived, please get off the sedan chair quickly, do you have to wait for the slave to carry Jieyu in to meet the Queen Mother?" Lu Yi's cold voice was sarcastic, and the red-clothed Shanggong lifted the sedan curtain and dragged Zangjiao down roughly.

Zangjiao's mind was chaotic and dazed, from last night to this moment, as if he had not woken up from a big dream, Lu Yi pushed the hand bones of his back and was hard and faintly painful.

Just walked through the halls of the Crane Year Palace in such a daze and came to the inner hall of the Queen Mother, the nose was suffocated by the heavy aroma of sandalwood, and the body that had been tired and hungry all night gradually became a little heavy, and his eyes were blurred.

Lu Yi pinched Zang Jiao's waist without a trace, causing Zang Jiao to scream softly, and her red and swollen eyes looked at Lu Yi innocently, I don't know why she treats herself like this.

"It's been some time since Jue Jieyu entered the palace, why haven't you learned the palace rules and etiquette, and you haven't seen the Queen Mother!" Green Yi's cold and hard voice rang in her ears, and her knee was suddenly kicked by her, and she fell to her knees on the maroon wire wood floor with a thud.

The knee pain on the cold hard floor made Zangjiao clear up a little, realized that she had lost her manners, and hurriedly kowtowed: "Concubine Yunshu Palace Jin, meet the Queen Mother Zhaoyi Kang'an, and live a long life." ”

"The little girl really doesn't have any manners, just raise her head." The Queen Mother, who was sitting on the mahogany nobleman's couch, frowned slightly and looked at Zangjiao who was prostrate on the ground with disgust, and commanded lightly.

Zangjiao raised her head timidly, and her eyes reflected a graceful old woman crooked on the couch, looking at herself with her eyebrows drooping, and she didn't dare to look at each other. For a long time, the Queen Mother said lazily: "The appearance is really good, no wonder the official family has forgotten the rules of the ancestors." ”

Zangjiao felt a chill in her heart, and hurriedly lowered her head and whispered: "The concubine doesn't dare, the queen mother forgives her sins." ”

"Presumptuous, the Queen Mother dares to interject in sophistry." The green branch beside the Queen Mother shouted in a deep voice, and Zangjiao's body shook slightly, not daring to say more.

The Queen Mother glanced away coldly, and twisted a string of green Buddha beads in her hand: "The rules of Jue Jieyu still need to be learned, but these are all later words." Doctor Qian, you are a well-known gynecological saint in Tai Hospital, so let's take a look at your body with this Jue Jieyu? ”

A middle-aged man in the color of a four-grade imperial physician who had been standing solemnly on the side of the hall bowed his head respectfully accepted the order, walked to Zangjiao's side and looked around, and then knelt down on one knee: "Please Jieyu stretch out her hand and ask Rong Chen." ”

Zangjiao looked at the man in front of him with a flat expression and a slightly hooked eagle nose, and hesitated to stretch out her wrist. Imperial Physician Qian took out a stream of red silk from his sleeve and wrapped it around his slender wrist, held the red silk in his hand and pressed it tightly with one hand, closing his eyes and saying nothing.

"Empress Dowager, Lan Zhaoyi of Hepu Palace was summoned by the Empress Dowager to come to the audience." A red-clothed Shang Gong walked lightly into the inner hall and said goodbye. The Queen Mother raised her eyebrows slightly: "Order her to come in." ”

Suddenly, Lan Zhaoyi was dressed in a lotus lotus pigment elegant large-sleeved wide robe, holding a jade box from outside the hall and walked into the inner hall, bending down to see the Queen Mother: "Concubine Hepu Palace Zhaoyi Shen Birou See the Queen Mother, the Queen Mother Zhaoyi Kang'an, and live a long life." ”

The Queen Mother raised her hand slightly: "Lan Zhaoyi get up and sit on the side." The palace people hurriedly moved an embroidery pier and placed it on His Highness, and Lan Zhaoyi quietly glanced at Zangjiao and the imperial doctor who were kneeling on the ground. Raising the jade box in his hand, he said softly:

"The concubine thanked the Queen Mother for her favor, the Queen Mother was kind and virtuous, and Ze was the world. The concubines thought about filial piety day and night, but they didn't know what to respect. I heard that the Queen Mother believed in Buddhism, and specially sought a string of Canaan fragrant wood prayer beads from the South China Sea for thousands of years, and offered it to the Queen Mother. ”

Lu Zhi hurriedly stepped forward to take the jade box in Lan Zhaoyi's hand and carefully opened it and presented it to the Queen Mother, who took out a string of prayer beads set off by Huang Aya in the box to watch. I only felt that the strange fragrance hit the tentacles smooth, and the pearl-colored oil line was like gold, and it was really made of very rare Canaan fragrant wood.

With a three-point smile on his face: "What to do with all these thoughts, the mourning family is not short of this." Lu Zhi said with a smile: "The queen mother treats the people in the harem with kindness and forgiveness, which is also Lan Zhaoyi's filial piety." ”

The Queen Mother nodded with a smile: "That's it, there is no need to do this in the future, you can sit down." Lan Zhaoyi thanked Yingying, sat down dignified on the embroidery pier, and said nothing.

Doctor Qian here has been diagnosed and treated for a long time, got up and arched his hand to the Queen Mother: "Back to the Queen Mother, Weichen investigated the pulse of Jue Jieyu, and the diagnosis was cold and stagnant, slow and sluggish. I'm afraid it's not a good sign of health. ”

The Queen Mother lowered her face to look at Zangjiao, and asked in a deep voice: "Imperial Doctor Qian has always been good at gynecology, according to the pulse of Jue Jieyu, is there a sign of easy nourishment?" ”

Imperial Physician Qian coughed: "With all due respect, with all due respect, Jue Jieyu's body is bound to be weak and sickly, and she often lingers on the sickbed. Although he is still a virgin now, his palace body is cold, if he accepts grace in the future, he is afraid that it will be extremely difficult to get pregnant, which is a sign of childlessness! ”