Chapter Seventy-Three: The Emperor's Heart Is With Me

"What's so weird?" Tang Ningnan picked up a candied fruit from the plate on the bamboo table and put it in his mouth.

"I used to see that she was very diligent when she was in the backyard, but when she became a palace maid, she was not so clever, so she had to spend more time than usual to do things, and she had to respond for a long time to answer when talking to her."

"Is that really the case? Didn't I see the wrong person? Tang Ningnan said suspiciously, if the big palace maid who came up with one hand was lazy, wouldn't it be a break for her meeting?

"The slave maid is also very strange, it stands to reason that she was mentioned as a big palace maid, so she should do her best to do things for the lord, but today the water she brought in for washing was cold, or the slave maid went to change it again."

"I think something may have happened to her, let's take a look first, if she really can't afford the title of the palace maid, just find a reason to replace her."

"Yes." Bizhu nodded.

"By the way, the little master, just now Su Gong sent someone to report that the emperor will go to the palace of the concubine for dinner in the afternoon, so that the little master doesn't have to wait."

"Why is the emperor so strange, I remember that the emperor rarely goes to Tang Xi's sister's palace on weekdays?" Tang Ningnan tilted his head, revealing a puzzled expression.

Bizhu hid her face and snickered on the side, "Little master, are you jealous?" Hahaha. ”

"As far as you know." Tang Ningnan gently patted Bizhu's head with his hand.

"I'm just going to be strange, I still wish the emperor would go to the other concubines more, a few days ago, I listened to my advice, and finally went to the Hua Concubine Palace, but after coming back from outside the palace, I just went to sit in the queen's palace, and the rest of the time was with me."

"Niangniang, the slave maid doesn't understand, the emperor came to see Niangniang, isn't Niangniang happy? Do you want to drive the emperor to other palaces? ”

"The emperor came to see me, I am naturally happy, but the emperor was not like this before, before he really summoned me, at least the concubines in every palace have the opportunity to get the opportunity to sleep.

But this year, except for Rong Yuxuan, the emperor has hardly been to the palace of other concubines, and if it goes on like this, I am afraid that I will be criticized by people with ulterior motives in the court, and now I have the right to assist in the six palaces, and the Sima family wants me to make a mistake, so I naturally can't let them seize the handle. ”

"I see." Bizhu nodded knowingly, "But little master, you persuade the emperor to go to other mothers, aren't you afraid of hurting your relationship with the emperor?" ”

"Don't be afraid." Tang Ningnan lowered his eyebrows and smiled sweetly, "Just like the queen said, the emperor's heart is with me, so I'm not afraid." ”

The concubine has always had the intention of avoiding favor, and the emperor will not really summon people to sleep, and the two of them tacitly discuss the topic of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting when they meet.

In these aspects, the concubine and the emperor just have a lot to say, and sometimes Tang Ningnan is really afraid that the concubine is so proficient in poetry and books, and the emperor will also like her.

Tang Ningnan didn't know what would happen to the emperor in the future, after all, Feng Feihan was the king of a country, and she had always made plans to share favors with the concubines of the palace, but at the moment, she was the only one who had really slept in bed, and she was the only one who had given birth to an heir for the emperor, and she also fantasized that a man and a woman knew each other like her in the previous era, and no one more.

But she always quickly dispelled her thoughts, she decided to compete for favor, in order to save her own life and the lives of her clansmen, but when she got her wish, and then was favored by Feng Feihan, Tang Ningnan found that she was hopelessly in love with the emperor.

Tang Ningnan could be sure that his emperor had his heart on her and liked her. For Feng Feihan, in addition to the love of children, seeing Daliang with a clear sea and Yan River is the most noble ambition in his heart, so she would rather not be favored alone, only if the emperor favors everyone in the harem, the harem can be peaceful, and the previous dynasty will not set off a storm.

Thinking of this, Tang Ningnan opened his mouth and said to Bizhu: "I have almost changed the piano score compiled from Tang Xi's sister a few days ago, you will send it to Qingren Palace now, I think it will be better for the emperor and Tang Xi's sister to add more decoration together." ”

"Yes, the slave will go and get it." Bizhu answered and walked down the attic.

The banyan tree shaded a large area of shade for the small attic, and he didn't feel hot in July, Tang Ningnan picked up a candied fruit and put it in his mouth, and the whole person leaned on the bamboo chair, and his hand unconsciously climbed up to his lower abdomen.

The tip of her nose was a little sour, Mifei had been gone for more than two months, and she didn't know when she would be able to conceive Feng Feihan's child again?

The sun gradually climbed, the wind blew through the branches and leaves of the banyan tree, there was a little sunlight sprinkled on Tang Ningnan's face, and the cicadas in his ears were endless, at this time it began to be a little hot, and there was a faint pain on both sides of the temples, Tang Ningnan leaned on the bamboo chair and fell asleep.

Chang Geng and Qiming, who have always liked to play in the attic, don't know how to run to that shady place to escape the heat.

Suddenly, a sound came from under the small attic, which woke Tang Ningnan from his light sleep.

When I opened my eyes, I vaguely saw that at the door of the hall was a panicked figure, anxiously picking up the fragments of the vase on the ground.

"Why?" Tang Ningnan called her name softly.

Wan Yin immediately fell to the ground, "Niangniang forgives the sin, the slave didn't mean it." ”

Tang Ningnan walked down from the small attic with the railing and came to Huanyin's side, but Huanyin still humbly fell to the ground and didn't dare to look up.

"Get up."

Wan Yin only dared to straighten up.

"I heard Bizhu say that you don't seem to be as serious as you used to be on an errand recently."

Wan Yin immediately kowtowed again, "The slave is at fault, the slave is at fault." ”

"This palace used to promote you to the big palace maid because of your ability to do things, this palace believes in its own vision of people, are you encountering any difficulties, and this palace said, as long as this palace can be the master, this palace can help you."

Wan Yin on the ground was still silent, and the pain on both sides of her temples made Tang Ningnan a little dizzy, and she couldn't help but feel impatient in her heart.

"If you don't say this, this palace will really treat you as a disadvantage, and punish you to work as a coolie in Xinzhiku."

Wan Yin relieved her mouth: "Back to Niangniang, the slave's family sent a letter, saying that the slave maid's brother has been missing for a few days, and he just found someone in the past two days, but he is already a corpse, and the slave and maid are worried about their brother, so they will be absent-minded." ”

Hearing that Wan Yin had made so many mistakes because of his brother's death, Tang Ningnan felt that what he had just said to Wan Yin was a bit excessive, and bowed down to help her up from the ground.

"You should have told this palace earlier, this palace will allow you to take a few days off, and you can go back and deal with the aftermath for your brother."

"Yes, slave and maid, thank you for your grace."

"Why are you kneeling down again, get up quickly." Tang Ningnan endured the dizziness on his head and helped Wan Yin, who was kneeling on the ground again, up.

"Hurry up and pack up your things, by the way, you go and ask Mo'er to find Imperial Doctor Lin first, this palace has a terrible headache."

"Yes, slave and maid obey."

On a lazy summer afternoon, the mischievous sunlight restlessly jumped on the window lattice, squeezed into the gap of the vermilion carved window, and slipped and shattered without paying attention, mottled and dotted, through the ink-colored light veil, Zhao Tangxi, who was caressing the qin, seemed to see a pearl falling in the house.

Xingwu opened the light veil and reported: "Niangniang, the emperor has come to Qingren Palace, do you want to prepare?" ”

Zhao Tang cherished his lips slightly: "That's it, the emperor is here to play chess and play the piano with me, so you don't have to dress up too much." ”

Xingwu stopped talking with interest, the slender jade fingers fell on the strings, the breeze lightly hit the ink yarn, the light in the room flowed, and between light and dark, Zhao Tangxi, who was only wearing a vegetarian hairpin, floated up and down, and a song of fishing wood questions and answers was elegant and chic. And the majesty of the mountain, the ocean of water, the ding ding of the axe, and the song of the oar, seem to faintly appear under the fingers, making people have the reverie of returning to the mountains and forests.

Zhao Tang, who was dressed plainly, sat in front of the piano calmly, and only quietly waited for the news of the emperor's arrival.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the house, Zhao Tangxi was getting up to take over, and a delicate and happy woman's voice sounded in the yard.

"Your Majesty, why are you here!"

It was the voice of Song Jieyu and Song Qingxiu.

Song Jieyu was wearing a thin magenta silk shirt, walked up to the emperor with a twist, and squatted down to salute with her waist and limbs. "The concubine asks the emperor for peace, the emperor hasn't come to Qingren Palace for a long time."

Although it is hot in July, there is still a slight cool breeze in the afternoon, and it is easy to catch a cold with only a single shirt.

Feng Feihan frowned, "Dressed like this, aren't you afraid of catching a cold?" ”

Song Jieyu said proudly: "The emperor feels sorry for the concubine, and the concubine is naturally not afraid." ”

Where did he say this to the emperor, it was said to the concubines.

How could Feng Feihan not hear the meaning, so he simply ignored her.

The palace maid hurriedly hugged the cloak, Song Jieyu pushed and shoved and refused to wear it, and walked up to hold Feng Feihan's arm in her arms, "The weather is hot, and the concubine is not afraid of catching a cold, not to mention that the emperor is not by the concubine's side?" ”

There is no intention that you should be reserved in front of the people of the palace.

Although Song Jieyu is thin and weak, she is already slim at the age of eighteen, and there are still places that are not ambiguous. Wearing a thin shirt, people dare not open their eyes to look at each other.

Su Mingju and the minions who followed behind all lowered their heads and looked at the ground, not daring to raise their heads. Feng Feihan frowned in disgust and pulled his arm out of Song Jieyu's arms.

"The palace people are dressed so lightly in front of everyone, what kind of style is it?" immediately instructed a few palace maids to tie her cloak and put on her clothes, how could she seduce the emperor?

Song Jieyu pouted and reluctantly put on the cloak brought by the palace maid.

"Your Majesty ......" Song Jieyu called Feng Feihan coquettishly, standing on the side and always leaning into his arms.

Su Mingju lowered his head and heard the voice, and he felt that his hair stood on end.

But Feng Feihan didn't eat this, pushed Song Jieyu away, asked the palace maid to take her down, and said that she was going to accompany the concubine to dinner.

"Mother, don't you go out and have a look?" Xingwu patted Zhao Tangxi's shoulder, "The emperor came to see you this afternoon, how could he be intercepted by the one outside?" ”

Zhao Tang frowned, this Song Jieyu was just sent to the palace by the Song family, and was arranged by the emperor to live in Qingren Palace.