"See the queen's mother, the concubine is here to congratulate General Fu on his housewarming." Song Jieyu hugged her cat and walked towards me with a smile.

The third brother's new mansion has been chosen, and he is about to move in, and the former dynasty went to congratulate him, and the harem naturally came to congratulate me.

It's just others, I don't want to see it, there are too many people who see the wind and rudder, and I'm annoyed to see it. But Song Jieyu is different, I especially like her indifferent personality, she doesn't fight or grab, and her only hobby is raising cats.

"Come on, come on, let Hongu touch the rice."

Song Jieyu named her cat Daozi.

In the harem, I don't want to maintain a false social network, one of the few people who can speak, and the one I am willing to treat her sincerely is Song Jieyu.

"There's nothing to congratulate, it's just a move to a place." I stroked the cat and smiled at her.

"General Fu is staying in Beijing now, and there will be a period of time, so I can come to see the queen mother more with Mrs. Fu."

In fact, I don't want to ask them to come in all the time, the tree is big, the wind is not the year, the festival is not the festival, and the always come in to see me, I will inevitably be convinced.

"I smiled and said, in fact, what my mother hopes most is that the third brother can settle down, and wrote to me that I will show the third brother in the near future, after all, he is not too young, and it is difficult to have a good marriage when he always goes to the border."

Song Jieyu said in surprise: "General Fu is a talent, but he still looks at each other deliberately?" The concubine felt that many girls in Beijing were waiting for General Fu to stabilize. With General Fu's appearance, maybe he will be able to throw a fruit. ”

Yes? Just him?! Still throwing fruit in the car?!

I'll admit he's handsome, but not to the extent of a fruit-winning car, right?!

I hurriedly waved my hand, "How can it be so exaggerated, his mind is not delicate at all, he is a big old man, and with his level, it is estimated that it is difficult to think about the relationship between men and women." ”

Song Jieyu smiled, "That's a pity, the concubine is the eldest daughter, and there is also a sister in the family, but it's a pity that it is difficult to climb a high branch like General Fu in terms of family and appearance." ”

It's too humble.

Song Jieyu is a very typical gentle and elegant appearance, she just sits there, without speaking, she looks like she has been quiet for years.

The body is very slender, and the walking gait is also the appearance of everyone's ladies, if it is her own sister who is the same mother as her, it will not be far off.

In fact, where are the ugly ones in the dog emperor's harem, each with its own beauty, all kinds of colors.

As for family affairs, the daughter-in-law of Governor Linhai and the son-in-law of the Shoufu family did not say anything about climbing high branches.

"Is your Central Plains such a casual marriage?!"

Song Jieyu and I were both startled, and looked at where the voice came from, it was Ying Jieyu standing at the door staring at us with angry eyes.

Song Jieyu was the first to speak: "Ying Jieyu, since you have come to our palace, you should abide by the rules of the palace." You just spoke to the queen like this, and you deserve to be punished. ”

She was choked and bowed down to me, "See the Queen." ”

She's just ...... Is it seeking grievances for the third brother?

Before I opened my mouth to ask her, she spoke first, "Queen Mother, General Fu is also your own brother, you decided for him so hastily for his life, is this fair to him?" Would he like it himself? ”

I didn't have to talk to her, but I read that she was going to help our family out that day, and I told her about it.

"Ying Jieyu, the customs, customs and customs of the Central Plains and your Xiongnu are naturally different. In the Central Plains, in our dynasty, most of the major marriage events are the orders of the parents, the words of the matchmaker, and this is the situation where the third brother does not have a girl he likes, if he likes it, how can we still want to see it for him?

"If he has something he likes, he can naturally ask for a marriage, and if we arrange it for him, and he doesn't like it, he can also refuse."

"Why did you get to Ying Jieyu and become a forced buyer and a forced seller?"

She suddenly lowered her head and asked this sentence with a twist: "That...... General Fu, what kind of woman do you like? ”

My gut tells me that this issue has crossed the line.

A strange emotion welled up in my heart, and I immediately felt that something was wrong.

This is not right, and I must get it right now, immediately, immediately.

"Ying Jieyu, please pay attention. You are now His Majesty's concubine, and it is already taboo to ask about the preferences of the ministers, so you stop here, I can act as if I haven't heard this sentence today. ”

She was stunned and muttered, "You can't even ask?" ”

Song Jieyu looked at her, looked at me, and said softly, "There are still some things to deal with in the concubine's palace, the queen's mother, the concubine will retire first." ”

I nodded, and she got up to leave, giving her a meaningful look at Herin as she left.

Song Jieyu left, I rubbed my eyebrows sadly, and said to her directly, "Ying Jieyu, if you have something to say, just say it." ”

She immediately walked in and squatted down towards me, and said with an eager face: "Queen Mother, don't get me wrong, General Fu and I have a life-saving grace, the concubine didn't deliberately bump into you just now, the concubine is just too curious about General Fu."

Curious? In this deep palace, the most taboo thing is curiosity.

But I couldn't tell her directly, I thought she was like a straightforward girl, so I kindly persuaded her.

"Ying Jieyu, when you enter the palace, your eyes should be full of Your Majesty, and from now on, life outside the palace has nothing to do with you."

Yes? Why should his heart be full of him, how boring should life be? Why should I say things against my heart?

"Serving Your Majesty in the palace with all your heart, giving birth to a dragon heir is the most important thing."

What the hell am I talking about? That's not what I thought.

But this is what a worthy queen should say.

I can't tell her that you still have your own life, and if you only revolve around Your Majesty, then he will be your light, and in his absence, your life will be dark.

It is right to accept that life is without Him.

I thought about it for a moment, and the last time His Majesty was injured in her palace, I sighed again and said.

"If you can't change the present day, try to accept it."

But after saying this, the way she looked at me changed.

My heart skipped a beat, as I saw an emotion in her eyes.

Disappointed.

I suddenly didn't understand if she was disappointed in her upcoming life, or was she ......

Disappointed in me?

But she quickly hid this look, tilted her head and asked me: "Niangniang, can the concubines come to you often in the future?" ”

"Of course, you can at any time."

When she heard my words, she smiled, and her bright smile like the sun on the prairie actually made me a little dizzy.

"Okay, Queen Xie." After saying that, he turned around and left.

I didn't bother to hold her accountable for not telling me.

I suddenly felt that this Ying Jieyu made me feel that something was wrong.

She ...... to the third brother Isn't it too much of a concern.

What the hell happened to the two of them in the mountain bandits?

I don't dare to think deeply, the more I investigate this matter, maybe it will hurt the third brother.

I immediately went into the house and took up a pen to repair a letter to my mother, and it was better to break off the thoughts that I shouldn't have.

Writing and writing my pen stopped in mid-air,

What about me? Do I have thoughts that I shouldn't have now?

I just said that don't let your life be full of eyes, it's all a person, that kind of life, a long night, you can't spend it at all, and living a comfortable life alone is the true meaning of survival in this deep palace.

I stopped writing for a long time, but I still finished writing this letter.

In the evening, His Majesty went to Wang Jieyu to see the eldest princess, and it was another night when I was happy to be alone.

It's the end of summer, and the nights are still very cool.

A man was sitting in front of his desk, intending to write calligraphy, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a clipped piece of paper on the bookshelf behind him.

I took it out, spread it out, and suddenly remembered what it was.

It was when His Majesty and I were analyzing who was behind the mastermind when I was in the Qinzheng Palace, and the paper on the relationship between those people at that time, after he wrote and painted, he went to the back for dinner.

I put it away at the time.

I stared at the words on it, and I had to admit that His Majesty's words were very beautiful, but they were a little different from my current words.

His words are thicker and a little more vigorous.

I suddenly became interested, spread out this piece of paper, took out a piece of rice paper next to the desk, and did not let Zhiyu come in to study ink for me, I used the remaining ink before myself, mixed with some water in the pen and wash, and began to write at will.

Before I knew it, I had written a lot of words before I realized it.

I'm actually in the words of His Majesty.

Damn, Fu Jiaoyao, are you crazy? What are you doing?

I clumped up the finished paper, tossed it aside, and took a few deep breaths.

The eyes still couldn't help but glance at His Majesty's words.

He writes so beautifully, I learn from good people, it's a natural thing, right?

If it were someone else, I would have done the same.

I didn't want to learn his handwriting at all.

Well, yes, it must be.

Having left this hateful burden behind, I spread out another piece of paper and stood up in detail.

Every time I write, I seem to sketch in my mind his demeanor and actions when he writes this one.

I used to go to the Qinzheng Hall to study ink for him, and I am very familiar with his handwriting, but I don't have any manuscripts from him, only this one.

I remember that he had a habit of using a pen, and when he wrote a "folded" stroke, he often did not write it down directly, but would turn the brush over and fold it to put down the pen.

I bit my pen and thought about it, and wrote one with a contemplation.

Sure enough, I got three points closer to him.

I suddenly jumped for no reason.

I don't know what kind of mood this is, is it a little closer to him again? Did I know a little habit of his, a little fetish?

Unknowingly, I wrote a lot of sheets, and when Zhiyu came in, she reminded: "It's not too early, so hurry up and settle it." ”

She walked to the front of the case, "Niangniang, do you still continue to write?" This lamp is already too dim, and the slave is afraid of hurting your eyes, so you have to write that the slave is holding a lamp for you. ”

I looked at the words on the table and sighed, "No, remove the lamp on the table." I'll rest. ”

There is no rush to practice calligraphy, it is a long-term process.

I folded up His Majesty's original copy and put it back in its place. Zhiyu put aside my handwriting manuscript, and put away the words I usually practiced, so that I could see my progress from time to time.

After thinking about it, I took out a separate box and put what I practiced today into that box.

Since it's his word, let's put it together.