442 The palace is the palace
"What do you know, it's always useful, although the emperor didn't favor her now, but do you think that the Jiao family is really so generous to be able to watch her give birth to a child, and you don't know that things in the palace are complicated, all you have to do is let her take the medicine on time, and when the medicine is almost over, it's just one more person in the palace, understand?"
Mrs. Li arranged, "Don't come to me if you're fine, don't be known, it's not good for anyone at that time." “
Qingwu nodded, "Don't worry, madam, I'll go back." “
"Well, go get it."
Mrs. Li looked at Qianqiu's back, took out a bottle from her arms, walked slowly to the pharmacy and began to tinker, while reciting the scriptures over and over again, she suddenly looked up at the sky in the distance, and sighed, "Alas, don't blame me, I can't help myself, I hope you don't enter the emperor's house in the next life, for the sake of my son, I must leave here." “
After speaking, he took the medicine pestle and continued to pound the medicine.
There is a mess in the palace, everyone knows everywhere that the concubine is gone, and the palace is nowhere to be found, and everyone knows that the concubine is a cultivator, and she is very capable, but the palace concubine is the palace concubine, no matter what, she must stay in the palace honestly, and now if you don't see it, you won't see it, so where can you put the royal dignity?
Several old ministers couldn't sit still first, and the emperor was severely punished, and the Jiao family pleaded for the concubine as always, but they couldn't bear the one-sided situation, and they all said that they would severely punish the concubine.
Zhang Shi looked at the fold on the table that was taller than himself, and had a headache, he just went to the barracks to see why such a big thing happened when he came back.
Asaaki knelt on the ground and looked at the emperor. The concubine may be in a bad mood and will be back soon. “
Zhang Dongxu raised his head and looked at the kneeling person on the ground, did not speak, and kept staring until Qianqiu was in a cold sweat all over his body, and then slowly said, "The matter of the concubine, do you have any part in it." “
"How dare a slave?" Qianqiu almost broke his head, knelt on the ground and said wronged, "Niangniang doesn't know why today, I've been in a daze since morning." When the slave and maid went to see it. Niangniang looked at the sky and frowned for a while, and was about to change her concubine's outfit, and even got angry, Niangniang has always spoken softly to us. Where did you lose your temper? The slave maid had no choice but to take her clothes. Just as he was about to make a pot of tea for Niangniang, he found that Niangniang was gone, and the slave was in a hurry, so he hurriedly asked people to find it. Where did you think of anything else, the slave was wronged. “
Zhang Shifu nodded after listening, "You mean, I changed my clothes when I danced the concubine, didn't you?" “
"Yes." Asaaki said.
Zhang Dongxu stretched out his finger and tapped on the table, "I know, let's go down." “
Qianqiu wiped her tears and looked at the emperor, "Your Majesty, the concubine will be fine, right?" “
"Don't worry, you guys go down first."
"Yes."
Zhang Dongxu sat in the palace of Qingwu by himself, looked at the phoenix hairpin on it and picked it up, "Do you not like life here or don't like me as a person?" I can't let go of that person, you know? As he spoke, he took out the box hidden in his arms, and what was in it was the bone that Xiyue had gnawed, which had been dried, but Zhang Dongxu still touched it lovingly and put it up nervously.
Inside the Jiao Mansion
Jiao Yanling is holding a small pair of silver scissors in his hand and is pruning a pot of blooming begonia flowers, originally begonias have no fragrance, but this is different, this is carefully cultivated by the flower room, and the fragrance is very quiet.
"How's it going?" Jiao Yanling didn't raise his eyes, "What did my father say?" “
"Miss, only our lord is willing to speak for the concubine, but the other ministers will not agree."
Jiao Yanling smiled, "I know, you see how well I have raised this begonia flower, I have been carefully cultivating it for so long, and it is finally time to repay me, sometimes, this person must be patient, otherwise no matter how good the flowers are, they will not be able to raise them well, give me a change of clothes, and always have to take a look in the palace." “
The maid nodded, "Miss, I'm afraid the emperor is worried at this time, if the young lady goes at this time, the emperor will definitely be able to remember the young lady." “
Jiao Yanling was proud, "Even if you're smart enough." “
"That's, I'm Miss's person, how about Miss's bright red dress, Miss wears it like a blooming peony."
Jiao Yanling frowned, this was her favorite color, and now she had put it on the shelf, "Change to plain." “
"Miss, this was prepared by the old lady." The maidservant held a bronze mirror for Jiao Yanling to see.
Jiao Yanling looked at himself in the bronze mirror, wearing a white floor-length dress, embroidered with pink patterns on the wide hem, and holding a long cigarette and purple silk on his arms. Qianqian's thin waist is tied with a purple brocade belt inlaid with jade. The jet-black hair was tied up with a lilac ribbon, and a few strands of hair fell mischievously down the shoulders, lining the broken skin even whiter. The face is not powdered, but the eyes are fresh and moving, but with the coldness of talking, it seems to be able to see through everything, ten fingers are slender, the skin is like clotted fat, the snow white is pink, it seems to be able to wring out the water, a pair of red lips, smiling and smiling, every move seems to be dancing, long hair hangs straight down the ankles, untie the hair, the green silk dances with the wind, the fragrance is fragrant, the waist is slender, the limbs are slender, there is a fairy-like temperament, wearing a white dress on the ground, the rusty butterfly dark lines, a green silk with a butterfly tassel shallowly raised, a butterfly carved from a night of pearl on the forehead, Radiating a faint light, Emei swept lightly, depicting his makeup to the extreme, a crystal necklace around his neck, more and more clear collarbones, and the white jade bracelet on his wrist lined with snow skin, although he was simple to wear, but just looking at the value of the material was expensive, or the old woman felt sorry for her, and was reluctant to really get some simple clothes for her to wear.
"How?"
Jiao Yanling turned around, "How does Miss Ben's appearance compare with today's proud concubine?" “
"Miss is extravagant, she will be a queen in the future, she is just a little concubine, even if she is proud now, she will be the end of the old death palace in the future, how she will live in the future or Miss has the final say, endure for a while to be able to get the queen's throne."
Jiao Yanling's eyes were cold and resentful, "I'm trying to hibernate just so that one day I can directly sit in the position I have been looking forward to, put on gorgeous clothes, and let her kneel at my feet and let me trample on it, the little palace maid can become today's concubine, which is much more capable than me." “
The maidservant girl was so frightened that she didn't dare to look at her master, and whispered, "In the end, it is the young lady who has the phoenix life!" “
"That's nature, let's go!" (To be continued.) )