The eunuch breathed a sigh of relief, but he could be regarded as entering the palace, otherwise he didn't know how to explain to Concubine Jing.

Please search ()!

The fastest updated novel "≤, and his head on the item has also been saved, which is really good.

After He Songping left Duan's mansion with a stick of incense, Duan Zhirui and He Songzhu knew that He Songping had entered the palace.

He Songzhu was a little worried: "Xianggong, Concubine Jing has no friendship with the fifth sister, how could she suddenly let the fifth sister enter the palace." Could there be something greasy in it? ”

He Songzhu's eyelids kept jumping, was there anything big happening today.

Duan Zhirui smiled: "Zhu'er, you! Just thinking about it, since Concubine Jing invited the fifth sister into the palace, she would definitely not let the fifth sister have anything to do. You can rest assured, the fifth sister will be fine. If you really don't feel at ease, how about I send someone to protect the fifth sister? ”

The secret guards around Duan Zhirui were all first-class masters, and He Songzhu could naturally trust them.

It's just that he doesn't believe Duan Zhirui too much, He Songzhu let go of the suspicion in his heart, "Okay, okay, Xianggong, I think too much." However, the fifth sister should be fine. Let's pack up and go! ”

He Songzhu took the initiative to hold Duan Zhirui's arm, Duan Zhirui's gentle beloved woman, warm and satisfied.

The eunuch said softly: "Mrs. Liang, wait a minute, the slave will go in and pass the word." ”

He Songping blessed the eunuch, and Concubine Jing smiled lightly, "Let her in." ”

Concubine Jing stretched her waist lazily, and at the same time motioned to the palace people around her to leave with her eyes, after all, Concubine Jing and He Songping still had some private things to discuss.

In front of these people, of course, it is not easy to talk about it, and Concubine Jing is not stupid, He Songping slowly entered Concubine Jing's bedroom.

I don't know why, He Songping always felt that she came to Concubine Jing's bedroom today.

Something seems to be different.

Concubine Jing looked at He Songping who was walking slowly, the pale green long skirt, the cuffs were embroidered with light blue peonies, the silver thread outlined a few auspicious clouds, the hem was densely packed with a row of blue sea clouds, the chest was wrapped in a wide piece of pale yellow brocade, the body gently turned the long skirt and spread out, and her gestures were graceful like the wind blowing willows.

The wind bun shows the sideburns, the eyebrows and eyes are lightly swept with spring, and the skin is as fine as warm jade, soft and greasy.

The cherry mouth is red without dotting.

Delicate, the two strands of hair on the cheeks gently blow with the wind to add a bit of seductive style, and the flexible eyes turn wisely, a little naughty.

A bit naughty.

A pale green dress.

The waist is not full of hands, so beautiful and flawless, so beautiful that it does not eat the fireworks of the world.

It's glamorous indeed.

Even He Songping is now suspended by Liang Xinda.

is still the same bright and bright, Concubine Jing is not very comfortable.

When you enter the palace, you enter the palace, and you are dressed up faster than yourself.

In fact, He Songping is just simply dressed up, not as exaggerated as Concubine Jing thought.

Concubine Jing doesn't have a good impression of He Songping now, so she naturally picks on He Songping's mistakes everywhere.

He Songping leaned over to greet Concubine Jing, and Concubine Jing smiled and asked He Songping to sit down.

He Songping sat down with some trepidation, not knowing what Concubine Jing summoned to the palace today, what was the so-called matter?

Finish the matter earlier, and let He Songping go back to Duan Mansion earlier.

You really have to be careful in the palace, if you say the wrong thing, it will be very implicated.

Even if He Songzhu and Duan Zhirui are involved, it will not be good.

"Sister, don't be nervous, this palace is looking for you to enter the palace today, but I want to talk to my sister and relax."

Concubine Jing took the initiative to smile and comfort He Songping, He Songping smiled shyly: "Thank you Concubine Jing for your concern, the concubine is grateful." ”

Concubine Jing hooked her lips: "Sister, you are too polite." This is what this palace should do, sister, this palace is a straightforward person, and if you like to say something. If something is not good, please don't get angry with your sister. Hongu apologized to his sister in advance here. ”

Saying that, Concubine Jing also got up to salute He Songping, and He Songping quickly got up and knelt down: "Concubine Jing, don't do it." You are a mother, you don't have to do this to your concubine. It's really a concubine, Niangniang, don't do this. ”

He Songping is quite interesting, and Concubine Jing is just pretending.

How could he really give He Songping a salute, He Songping does not have this qualification now, and will not have this qualification in the future.

"Sister, you hurry up, it's cold underground. Get up, come, and sit down. ”

Concubine Jing affectionately helped He Songping to get up and sit down, if you don't know, you still think that Concubine Jing and He Songping are sisters.

Even if it is a sister, Concubine Jing said with a smile: "Sister, if you relax, this palace will not eat you." This palace is a little sorry for you, Liang Guogong doesn't cherish you. That's his loss, don't worry, with this palace here, this palace will definitely find a better husband for you. It's a thousand times better than Liang Guogong, how about it? ”

He Songping chuckled in her heart, looking at the entire capital, there are people who are thousands of times better than Liang Xinda, how can He Songping not know?

Even Duan Zhirui, in He Songping's eyes, is on par with Liang Xinda, where is there anyone better than Liang Xinda.

However, Concubine Jing said this, He Songping did not refute it, and kept her head down.

Concubine Jing thought that He Songping acquiesced to her statement, and she was even more disgusted and disgusted with He Songping.

knows that He Songping is not a good woman, water-based poplar, otherwise, how could Liang Xinda take the initiative to take He Songping.

However, Concubine Jing suppressed the dissatisfaction in her heart and said with a smile; "Sister, that's right, there are many good men. Bengong looked at Liang Guogong without vision, it was his fault. Sister, don't be shy. You sue Sù Bengong, do you want to remarry? ”

Concubine Jing asked He Songping nakedly, and He Songping's head became lower and lower.

I don't know how to answer Concubine Jing's words and let myself remarry.

He Songzhu also persuaded himself, but He Songping was unwilling.

It's easy to fall in love with someone, but it's easy to fall in love with someone.

How can it be said that if you forget jì, you will forget jì?

He Songping unknowingly fell in love with Liang Xinda.

He Songping had never felt it before, but this time Liang Xinda took the initiative to leave the capital and go to the front line.

really felt that Wang's reluctance to let Liang Xinda go to the front line, He Songping could understand it.

Out of her mother's concern and reluctance for her son, but He Songping felt even more sorry for Liang Xinda, her talent and ambition could not be displayed, so she deceived the Wang family and asked the Wang family to promise Liang Xinda to go to the front line, and He Songping was not idle in Concubine Jing.

It's really hard to suffer from lovesickness every day.

Sometimes recalling the bits and pieces between them, my heart is more sweet.

So if you want to forget about a person, it's very difficult.

Forget every scene of the two people together.

That's even more difficult.

He Songping can't do it, and if he is someone else, He Songping doesn't know.

But He Songping is a person who has a long Qing Dynasty, and may be able to slowly forget about Liang Xinda in the future.

At this moment, it is absolutely not possible, let alone remarry.

It takes time, and some people say that time is the medicine that heals a qiē wound.

I don't know what will happen in the future, at least now He Songping will not agree.

disappointed Concubine Jing, He Songping knelt down in front of Concubine Jing: "Qi Niangniang, the folk girl doesn't have any big ideas. I just want to be by my sister's side. Please also ask the mother to be fulfilled. ”

Stay by my sister's side.

Why didn't Concubine Jing believe it so much, Concubine Jing originally wanted to talk to He Songping, but now she didn't expect He Songping's temperament to be so stiff.

"Sister, good sister. You hurry up. Don't kneel down for Hongu at every turn. Is Hongu that scary? Hurry up. Can't be on your knees. Otherwise, Hongu would really be angry. ”

Concubine Jing made a straight face, and He Songping quickly got up and sat down.

I don't want to make Concubine Jing angry, in case I provoke Concubine Jing.

Won't it be bad for Duanfu?

He Songping is not stupid, she knows that all the affairs of the harem are now in charge of Concubine Jing, which is equivalent to the queen.

If you can't offend the future mother of a country, then life will be very difficult.

"Good sister, this palace will not harm you, Liang Guogong has eyes and does not know gold and jade, why do you still fall in love with Liang Guogong."

He Songping subconsciously wanted to refute Concubine Jing's words.

It's just that when the words come to my lips, I don't know how to refute them.

I have to say that Concubine Jing is actually right, "Concubine Jing, the concubine body is not hidden from you." For a while, the concubine didn't think about what to do in the future, and asked the mother to forgive me. However, the mother's kindness to the concubine, the concubine received it physically and mentally. If the mother has nothing else to do, the concubine wants to go home. ”

He Songping was waiting for Concubine Jing's answer.

Concubine Jing was angry in her chest, "Sister, this palace is now full of words, you just don't want to remarry, do you?" Do you want to give up the low-hanging glory and riches? Sister, you have to think clearly, if it is someone else, this palace is not willing to say more. It's just that sister, you're different. The Holy One has been in front of the main palace, and you have known each other before, haven't you? ”

Concubine Jing was testing He Songping, but she was still telling the truth.

He Songping looked at Concubine Jing in front of her, how could she come.

Maybe Concubine Jing was too used to disguise, and He Songping didn't squeak.

The saints all said that they knew each other before, and He Songping wanted to say that he didn't know each other, it wasn't that he didn't have a good impression in Concubine Jing's eyes.

If you know it, you know it, and it's not a big deal.

Looking at He Songping, he lowered his head and acquiesced.

Concubine Jing hooked her lips and sneered, now He Songping lowered her head, natural Concubine Jing's expression, but He Songping was still thinking about the glory and wealth that Concubine Jing said at her fingertips.

What the hell does this mean, remarrying, mentioning the saint.

He Songping couldn't help but be a little flustered, should Concubine Jing want to make herself a holy concubine, is this possible?

Impossible, He Songping quickly removed this thought from his mind, no, no.

Silently in my heart, no, no.

Concubine Jing didn't want to go around in circles with He Songping, it was too tiring, and He Songping didn't cooperate with her.

took the initiative to pull He Songping's jade hand, "Sister, raise the eyes of the head palace." ”

He Songping was a little nervous, but finally slowly raised her head.

From entering Concubine Jing's bedroom to the present, to be honest, He Songping has not had a serious concubine.

The hibiscus-colored wide-sleeved wide tunic made of blurry silk brocade is embroidered with a five-Zhai Lingyun pattern, and the pattern on the gauze is woven with dark gold thread.

Dotted on each feather is a small and round rose spar and tiger's eye stone, broken beads and tassels like starlight, bright like a flowing glow, revealing the royal luxury.

On his arm, he held the long smoke and purple silk of the hand, and firmly fixed it with gold and jade.

A golden skirt of the earth-dragging immortals, dyed with Qiang gold incense, pure and bright, light and soft texture, bright color like flowers, and exudes a fragrant fragrance of flowers and trees.

The skirt is embroidered with gold and silver threads as thin as fetal hair, and the branches of the begonias and perched branches are flying, and the embroidery is decorated with tens of millions of real pearls, which reflect the brilliance of the gold and silver threads.

There is no queen in the harem, and the current master of the harem is equivalent to Concubine Jing, and there is nothing wrong with Concubine Jing dressing up like this.

It's just that He Songping lowered her head, and Concubine Jing had a calm face: "Sister, this palace is not the eyes of your palace, what's the matter, this palace can still eat you." ”

He Songping was not stupid, she could hear the dissatisfaction in Concubine Jing's tone, and quickly raised her head: "Concubine Jing, I'm sorry, the concubine knows her mistake." Please also ask the mother not to be like the concubine, the concubine is here to make amends to the mother. ”

"Okay, okay, hurry up the palace, this palace has something important to tell you. Just listen carefully. ”

Concubine Jing was impatient, He Songping raised her head and looked at Concubine Jing tightly.

"Hongu feels that my sister doesn't just know the saint. Now I'm still free, so I want my sister to go into the palace to accompany the king, I don't know what my sister thinks? ”

Concubine Jing said what was in her heart, He Songping was stunned, not knowing what to say.

Not daring to imagine what she heard with her ears, Concubine Jing said that she would let herself enter the palace to serve the saint.

As a holy concubine, He Songping really didn't know how to answer for a while?

Concubine Jing was waiting for He Songping's answer, "What's the matter, sister, are you unwilling?" Or do you dislike the saint for not being worthy of his sister? ”

Concubine Jing is now speaking a little harshly.

Good words to He Songping.

He Songping doesn't know what to do yet.

When He Songping really enters the palace in the future, it will be difficult to control.

Concubine Jing should pay more attention to He Songping, but Liang Guogong doesn't want broken shoes, and the saint is a baby.

In order to get the king's heart.

Concubine Jing could only endure the discomfort in her heart.

He Songping didn't know how to talk to Concubine Jing.

"Qi Yu Niangniang. The concubine is just a willow posture. How to be worthy of the Holy One. The concubine is self-aware, and she asks her to forgive her. ”

He Songping's words were refused, I don't know why.

Concubine Jing's heart breathed a sigh of relief.

The saint never forgot He Songping, and it was of course good if He Songping didn't enter the palace.

I don't have to find a way to deal with He Songping, after all, He Songping entered the palace, and the saint must have loved He Songping.

When the time comes, where will the saint remember himself, but Concubine Jing thought about it.

If He Songping is not allowed to enter the palace this time and this little thing cannot be done, then the saint will definitely be lost in his heart.

Even with it, he will have a bad attitude towards Concubine Jing and snub Concubine Jing, but Concubine Jing doesn't want to do this.

Now not only He Songping is in a dilemma, but Concubine Jing is also the same.

Gritted his teeth: "Sister, don't you really think about it?" What's wrong with the saint, is it not as good as Liang Guogong? ”

"Niangniang, no, the concubine body doesn't mean that. It's just that the concubine has been married after all, and now she is divorced. It is detrimental to the wisdom of the saint, and I ask my mother to forgive me. ”

He Songping looked at Concubine Jing's thoughtful eyes very sincerely, and Concubine Jing asked quietly: "Sister, then you sue the palace, don't you have a little nostalgia for the saint in your heart?" ”

Listening to the tone of the saint, it seems that he and He Songping once fell in love.

It's just Concubine Jing's feelings, He Songping shook her head: "Niangniang, the concubine is terrified." ”

There is no more, but Concubine Jing hooked her lips: "Even if you don't, but sister, do you know?" The saint thinks about you day and night, and even the main palace sometimes tastes it. Sister, as the concubine of the harem, this palace should be shared by the saint. Sister, this palace really wants you to enter the palace to serve the saint. We sisters can walk around more, and this palace is also lonely in the palace. Sister, what do you think? ”

It's not good, He Songping is still unwilling.

Concubine Jing took a deep breath: "Sister, this palace has already said this, how do you want this palace to agree to enter the palace?" ”

"Qi Yu Niangniang, the concubine will not enter the palace. Please forgive me, if the mother insists on forcing the concubine, then the concubine can only die. ”

He Songping knelt in front of Concubine Jing, and Concubine Jing got up calmly: "Okay, this palace also knows that you shouldn't be forced, hurry up and drink a cup of tea to suppress the shock, this palace is just joking with you." Why bother to see the outside like that, hurry up. ”

Concubine Jing smiled and handed the tea to He Songping's hand.

He Songping took the initiative to drink it without hesitation, only to see a trace of pride flashing between Concubine Jing's eyebrows, and soon He Songping gave in by herself.

The saint has been waiting in Concubine Jing's dormitory, and the conversation between He Songping and Concubine Jing has also been heard.

Now He Songping's body slowly softened and fell to the ground.

Concubine Jing kindly asked the palace maid to help He Songping to rest in the inner hall, and Concubine Jing now needs to make room for Shengshang and He Songping.

I felt a little uncomfortable in my heart, but thinking about the glory and wealth in the future, the queen's throne, Concubine Jing endured it for the time being, and it was okay.

In the future, there is a way to deal with He Songping, even if the saint favors He Songping, Concubine Jing also has a way.

Sheng Shang hid behind the screen and saw the palace maid leave Concubine De's bedroom.

couldn't help but walk to the couch and looked at He Songping, his face was red.

It seems that his heart is about to move, and he can't help but be a little moved, and He Songping, who has been thinking about it for a long time, finally came to his side, and he was a little excited when he thought about it.

He Songping and Duan Zhirui returned to Duan's mansion, and they were really tired when they went out today.

The first thing He Songzhu did when he got out of the carriage was to ask the housekeeper if He Songping had returned home.

The housekeeper bowed his head and said, "Mrs. Qiyu, I haven't come back yet." ”

The housekeeper was also a little embarrassed, and he didn't know what to call He Songping.

He Songping is He Songzhu's own sister and married Liang Guogong, but recently came to Duan Mansion with a dowry.

It is estimated that he will definitely be suspended, or reconciled with Liang Guogong.

The housekeeper's words made He Songzhu stunned.

Turning around and shaking his head gently towards Duan Zhirui beside him, Duan Zhirui strode to He Songzhu's side and held He Songzhu's waist.

"Zhu'er, don't worry too much, go into the house and speak slowly."

Even if He Songzhu was in too much of a hurry, it was useless.

He could only return to the courtyard with Duan Zhirui, and halfway through, He Songzhu was too tired.

Duan Zhirui took the initiative to hug He Songzhu, and He Songzhu couldn't help but nervously push Duan Zhirui away.

"Xianggong, don't, don't."

Duan Zhirui had a calm face: "Zhu'er, what's the matter, you don't want me to touch it now, do you dislike me and regret marrying me?" ”

He Songzhu was really helpless, Duan Zhirui could think of this.

"No, no."

"What's that?"

Duan Zhirui broke the casserole and asked to the end.

(To be continued.)

This book is from /book/html/32/32406/