The position of a female official in the inner court is not something that everyone can do, but fortunately, Shen Muchi has been familiar with his various habits in those years. Cai Ling is confident.

Yunhe asked, "Your Majesty likes water green or purple?" Answer: "Crimson." “

Yunhe asked, "Your Majesty likes to eat watermelon or lychee in summer?" "Answer: Watermelon.

Yunhe asked, "What should I do if Your Majesty suddenly has an urgent military report of 8,000 miles during his lunch break?" Answer: "Wake up immediately." ”

Yunhe asked, "When will Your Majesty write with your left hand?" Answer: "When the right hand is injured." “

Yunhe looked at him coldly, and Cai Ling hurriedly stuck out her tongue and replied: "When you are in a bad mood." ”

"Well, that's good." The answer to this level is considered to have passed, and the next step is the practical test, "Tomorrow morning, you will replace Yi Nian and wear court clothes for His Majesty." ”

The next day, when the genius was just exposed, Cai Ling stood in the Changle Hall with the Xuanhei Twelve Chapters of the Imperial Dress and the jade belt and the ribbon, and the Yunhe stood three steps in front of her, holding the crown of Tongtian.

A short time later, Concubine Liangxian's close female officer came to inform her that Her Majesty had risen.

Yunhe held the tray and walked towards the dormitory, Cai Ling hesitated for a moment, and secretly told himself that if he wanted to be a female official of the inner court of the fourth grade, the top priority should be to overcome his cowardice, this step must be taken, so he followed Yunhe closely, and he also held his head high, after all, he was holding the supreme thing in the world.

The lily incense is burning in the dormitory, and it is slightly cool in the late autumn morning.

His Majesty sat on the edge of the bed with his head half-hung down, his eyes hollow, as if he was staring at the bronze mirror opposite, but as if he wanted to see through the bronze mirror. In all the time they were in the same room, she had never gotten up before him, so I didn't know how innocent he looked when he was half asleep.

"Your Majesty." The woman in the tent suddenly threw herself behind him, he stumbled in a daze, but fortunately stabilized her figure, which made Aunt Yunhe, who had always been old, also whisper in surprise: "Your Majesty." “

The woman in the tent showed half of her head, and only then did she see someone coming, and she hurriedly lowered her head to look at her disheveled clothes, and was extremely shy, and retracted into the tent with a smile.

The emperor was already half awake at this time, rubbed his eyebrows, stood up and opened his arms slightly, and let Yunhe dress him. Yunhe put the tray of the crown of heaven on the table, and unfolded the black court robe with twelve chapters from the tray held by Cai Ling and draped it on his body, and the moment he looked up, he realized that today's thoughts were a little different, and when he looked at it, it turned out to be her, and the feeling of drowsiness disappeared in an instant.

How can this be tightened?

After putting on the court clothes, Yunhe asked Cai Ling to tie a jade belt for His Majesty, and she circled around his waist, not figuring out how to tie the belt decorated with gemstones and pearls tighter, so as not to loosen it as she walked. It should be better to tie a knot behind her back, she used a lot of strength to pull a jade belt, and His Majesty was originally standing straight, but he couldn't help but bow his body in pain.

"Is the emperor okay?" Yunhe hurriedly asked.

"No problem." The Emperor barely smiled and straightened up again.

"The jade belt is a virtual bundle, not a tie." Yunhe hurriedly admonished.

After tying the jade belt, she had to hang a group ribbon outside the robe, and her hands holding the white jade ribbon of Huang Chisi were trembling slightly. secretly scolded himself for not being angry, and when he looked up, he saw that His Majesty was looking at her in a daze, looking at each other, his eyes were obviously joking, laughing at her for not even being able to wear clothes, and she wanted to be a female official in the inner court. In a fit of anger, he put on a ribbon for him. Yunhe was angry, but he couldn't blame him, so he only made some adjustments for His Majesty.

"My hair is a little messy." His Majesty suddenly said, "You come and comb my hair." Still with a playful look, looking at Cai Ling.

"No." She learned to know the etiquette and sensibility of Yi Nian, and held a comb to comb the hair of the king sitting in front of the bronze mirror, his hair was smoother than that of a woman, and when she accidentally touched it, she felt unprecedentedly soft, like touching a brocade forging, so good at maintaining her hair, I don't know if there is any secret recipe of the palace...... Comb and comb and wander.

"You're interested in my hair?" His Majesty gently curled the corners of his lips.

"The slave knows what is wrong." Hurriedly came back to her senses, very annoyed, if this practical exam is not enough, she is afraid that she will not even be able to serve tea in front of the emperor, after all, she comforted the lady who served tea yesterday, and said: I know that my sister, your only wish is to serve tea to Your Majesty, and it will not be possible to rob you of your job again?

Now I'm afraid there is no place for her in the vertical arch hall. It's tragic. Unconsciously, it revealed sadness.

His Majesty glanced at her who was lost and depressed, and pouted, "Yunhe, you come to bring me a crown." ”

The crown of Tongtian was worn on his head, the black dragon robe was added, the majesty of the emperor was unparalleled, and when he left, he whispered in Yunhe's ear: "This girl has a good bun for my plate, so she left it." “

After His Majesty strode out of the main hall, Yun He's serious face showed a slight smile, Cai Ling dared to breathe a sigh of relief, and was about to go back to the vertical arch hall with Yun He to reflect on today's mistakes. The woman in the tent was already dressed neatly under the service of the palace maid, and came forward and said softly: "Auntie has had breakfast, why don't you eat with Mingyue." “

"The slave didn't dare. The mother called the slave and the crane is. Yunhe hurriedly lowered his head and replied.

"Niangniang is the master, and she should call herself 'Bengong'." The maid officer on Mingyue's side hurriedly reminded.

Mingyue smiled sweetly: "Then can this palace borrow a pillar of incense from my aunt." “

Yunhe glanced at Cai Ling, and saw that she nodded slightly, and then said, "Let Niangniang command." “

After Yunhe left, Mingyue pulled Cai Ling's arm, happy as the first sunny day after the rain, and the lark returned to the forest, "Sister is really a good way, now my sister I want to come true, what does my sister want in return, my sister must do her best not to shirk." Besides, Your Majesty treats Mingyue ...... infinitely shy, "excellent!" If Mingyue speaks, it may not be difficult for my sister to be a female official. “

"Mother, pay attention to the ears on the wall." Cai Ling hurriedly told her that she had never thought about the position of Yunhe, and she only wanted to lead the four products of Yu Lu to spend the five years safely, which was enough, "Now that Niangniang is a virtuous concubine, she is already above ten thousand people under one person, and it is really inappropriate to be commensurate with the slave and maid sisters." “

"My sister is Xiao Yuan's aunt, and I am his aunt, and they are relatives of each other, so it's not appropriate for sisters to be commensurate. Why should my sister always pay attention to those false courtesies. Besides, my sister is also the person who serves Your Majesty in this deep palace, but the division of labor is different from that of my sister. ”

Cai Ling couldn't hold back a wry smile and only asked, "Niangniang has something to explain?" ”

"In two days it will be the Thousand Autumn Festival, and the bright moon doesn't know what to send to Your Majesty? My sister has always known His Majesty's preferences, and Mingyue dared to ask her sister for an idea. "Extremely gentle and flattering.

Before you know it, it's October. Thinking back to this time last year, although they lived together in the palace of the king of Qin, they were angry with each other, and they only knew that there was a day in the palace where the lights were full of colorful guests, but they forgot that it was his birthday.

"Empress Xiaoci has passed away less than a year ago, and the Thousand Autumn Festival is simple, it should be just a family banquet." The implication is that it is okay not to give it away.

"Not only is it simple, but you should also choose a gift that meets Your Majesty's wishes, after all, your birthday is only once a year." Mingyue is resolute.

Cai Ling pondered for a moment: "Your Majesty has always loved Yu Moyan's paintings, and I heard that there is a new picture of flowers and birds in the Moyuan Pavilion, if you want the price to be negotiable." In fact, it is better to draw one yourself, and the mind is more important than anything else. ”

"Thank you, Sister Ling." The other party smiled skillfully, picked up a bottle of perfume on the case and dropped two drops in the palm of his hand, pushed it away, and gently rubbed it on his neck. Newly made osmanthus fragrant honey. ”

A burst of fragrant fragrance wafted with the wind, into the heart and spleen, Cai Ling suddenly remembered many years ago in the late autumn, she collected thousands of flowers under the golden laurel tree, carefully developed many days of fragrant honey, applied to the wrist of the complacent, now see this, only to know that they can not reach half of the taste of this.

In the end, she just smiled bitterly, some people stood there, and her every move was full of manners, as if no matter how hard you tried, she couldn't reach half a point. Liang Mingyue is such a person.

Two days later, on the Qianqiu Festival, the dinner was held in Ganquan Palace, and only the ministers and members of the royal family attended the banquet. Cai Ling, as the emperor's close maid, is naturally qualified to attend, but she is standing three steps away from His Majesty, not like a virtuous concubine, and her seat is placed at the back of the emperor's seat, which is also very close.

Cai Ling is looking forward to tonight, not because she wants to see the harmony of the emperor and concubine, but because of the queen mother. Since the last time she made such a fuss, she was matched to enter the court, and then traveled to Bixiao Palace and came to the Vertical Arch Palace, but she never had the opportunity to go back to Ziwei Palace to see the Empress Dowager. With her status in the inner chamberlain today, it is not difficult for others to call her "aunt" to Ziwei Palace, but how dare she go to Ziwei Palace with infinite guilt in her heart?

Why is the old woman beside the throne full of gray hair and tired? I still remember that when she left, she still had gray hair and a ruddy face. Cai Ling's heart chuckled, and the hand holding the tray trembled slightly.

Aunt Chun, who was standing next to the Empress Dowager, noticed her first, and only shook her head slightly, signaling her not to approach. But now in front of the emperor, every move is a rule, where does she dare to act arbitrarily and rampage to hug the queen mother's thigh and be coquettish?

The Empress Dowager, who was originally smiling and staring at the ministers, looked at Aunt Chun's eyes, and when she saw that it was her, her smile gradually froze, and her displeasure could not be hidden.

Mingyue hurriedly knelt down and put a plate of pastries on the case shared by the Empress Dowager and the emperor, and the Empress Dowager's face was slightly pale.

In the main hall, the eldest princess still pulled Tao Tao and refused to give up, Meng Meng still sat on her brother's side, sullen, as if this room full of singing had nothing to do with her, and the ministers raised their glasses and drank to each other, but it was Liang Mingchen who was clustered in the middle.

Concubine Liangxian saw that her brother finally had a smooth career, and glanced at Cai Ling gratefully, and then stared at His Majesty tightly with a smile, until His Majesty took his eyes off the dancing girl and returned a shallow smile.

His Majesty was silent, drank a drink, and then drank another glass after a while, and it was already one cup after another. The blue and white porcelain flask was empty in a short time, so he threw it next to Cai Ling's leg, but fortunately the carpet was thick and unbroken. Cai Ling picked it up and handed the teapot in his hand to His Majesty's desk.

"Bold!" His Majesty was angry.

Cai Ling frowned, she didn't have a son at the age of twenty-three, what the hell was she anxious, right? But even if she is bored, she can't use wine to kill her sorrows, she has suffered like that before, and when she is dizzy, she can forget many worries, and the next morning she will have an unbearable headache, and her troubles will not be less than half a point, which is really self-deception.

"Sister Ling also cares about Your Majesty." Concubine Liangxian powdered peach blossoms, "But Your Majesty is young and vigorous, and it won't hurt you if you drink two more cups, why don't we let Your Majesty have fun?" “

"No." Cai Ling took the teapot away, and Concubine Liangxian had already personally taken the glow-in-the-dark cup full of wine and handed it to His Majesty's lips.

After the night banquet, His Majesty personally sent the Empress Dowager back to the palace, and repeatedly asked the old man about his physical condition along the way, Aunt Chun said that the wind and cold infected half a month ago were better, but she was getting thinner and thinner and always thirsty, and the imperial doctor kept looking at it but could not find the root of the disease.

His Majesty frowned: "Those quacks, none of them are competent!" ”

The Empress Dowager smiled slightly: "The emperor is not in a hurry, the mourning family has its own destiny." “

Cai Ling walked behind the group, and when she heard this, she felt that her eyes were full of mist and she regretted not falling.

Sent to Ziwei Palace, the Empress Dowager took Her Majesty's right hand and grabbed a soft apple attached to Concubine Liangxian, and said Chunchun: "You have always felt sorry for your grandmother, in fact, as long as you give birth to a little prince to give your grandmother a hug as soon as possible, your grandmother's illness may not be cured." “

"The Empress Dowager ......" Concubine Liangxian smiled shyly.

Everyone divided into two roads, accompanied by the monarch all the way, and welcomed the empress dowager into Ziwei Palace all the way.

Yu'an and Yude held palace lamps to lead the way in front, and Cai Ling and the maids of the Changle Hall walked a few steps behind His Majesty and Concubine Liangxian.

The path in the imperial garden was tortuous, only to hear the sound of "oops", Cai Ling raised her eyes to look, it was Concubine Liangxian who stepped on the stone and slipped her feet, fortunately, His Majesty reacted quickly, stretched out his hand to pull it, and she leaned on His Majesty's arm. His Majesty pushed her a few feet away.

"Your Majesty......" was another delicate sound.

"Little Fourth ......" His Majesty was slightly drunk and stood with his hands in his hands.

The memory is still fresh, when I sent the King of Dian to Andemen, I was scared on the way back, and the long figure flashed out of the deep red wall, and I called her "Little Four" warmly. He said solemnly: It's not a coincidence, I went to you on purpose. She swore and smiled: I won't go to Yunnan anymore, I will be where you are from now on. What time is it? At the beginning, the two stood opposite each other and made their vows, which was the winding and deep Imperial Garden. I was about to answer.

"The concubine is here." It was the voice of Concubine Liangxian.

Did she forget that Liang Mingyue was also the fourth in her mother's family, who was her name, and who could say clearly? Thankfully, no answers.

His Majesty was a little stunned, and in an instant he was already walking quickly, and Concubine Liangxian hurriedly trotted to chase after her, looking extremely cute and cute.

At the fork in the road, His Majesty ordered: "It's not too early, you go back first." Yude held the palace lamp and sent it in the direction of Changle Palace, and Yu'an took two steps in the direction of the vertical arch hall.

"Your Majesty." Concubine Liangxian pouted and shook His Majesty's hand.

Cai Ling looked down, His Majesty's bony hands trembled slightly, and it was really difficult to resist such a beautiful woman.

"Today is the Qianqiu Festival, and it is also the first time that the concubine celebrates His Majesty's birthday, and the concubine dares to ask His Majesty to sit in the Changle Palace, but I don't know if His Royal Highness is willing." Concubine Liangxian's big watery eyes blinked like the most beautiful stars in the night sky.

"I'm tired." His Majesty turned to leave.

"Your Majesty......" Concubine Liangxian begged, "just take a look, and even Sister Ling said that Your Majesty would like it." “

The emperor hesitated a little and looked at Cai Ling, "Then I'll go and have a look." ”

After that, she walked in the direction of Yude in high spirits, Yu'an hurriedly chased after her, but Cai Ling stopped moving, and when the light was weak, she turned around and walked in the direction of the vertical arch hall.

The case of the hut hides a picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains drawn last night, she has never walked out of Guanshan, and she doesn't know how beautiful the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are, but she imitates Mr. Yu's paintings in her memory and painted them casually, without Mr. Three's aura, but those thick and light colors are slowly pushed away by herself, but she likes it very much.

On the side of the painting, there is a row of delicate small letters: Twenty-three years old birthday and good health.

That night, she knew that His Majesty would not come back, but she still kept watch and did not sleep for a long time. The candles in the Vertical Arch Hall were lit for one night, and the next day she had to go to the Changle Hall to change his clothes when she was sleepy and extremely tired.

Concubine Liangxian is proficient in poetry, calligraphy and painting, and a painting is better than hers.

But later she learned that Concubine Liangxian prepared a plate of pastries for Her Majesty, using the cinnamon seeds she collected and stored with her own hands, and she personally went to the small dining room to make osmanthus cakes.