Xianghan has been in the palace for some years, and now he has been driven out by the queen, and the accumulated silver taels have been confiscated again, but it is not a bamboo basket to draw water.

The people of Yikun Palace saw Xianghan and downfall with their own eyes, and saw Yingyun's wrist, so they naturally didn't dare to move crooked thoughts in the future, and An'an was on duty.

When the news of Xianghan's departure from the palace reached Xianfu Palace, Concubine Chun couldn't help sighing: "The queen is no longer the soft persimmon that she used to be handled!" ”

Honglian waited for her to take the medicine and said, "Niangniang, what should we do?" ”

Concubine Chun snorted coldly and said, "What else can I do?" The emperor and Lafayette are on the queen's side, and the harem has already changed its surname to Ulanara. In another half a year, when the emperor's concubine lands, the queen can walk sideways in the palace, and no one can take care of it. ”

Now that the queen is sharp, Concubine Chun knows in her heart that if she insists on going against her, she will only fall into the abyss.

Now, the only way to recharge your energy is to plan secretly.

After that day, the footsteps of winter came quietly, and the snow fell all over the sky overnight, hiding all the east and west six palaces in the ice and snow.

The pure concubine lingered on the sick bed for more than half a month, and finally gradually improved, but the cough was more stubborn, and the flowing water decoction was poured into it, and there was still no broken root.

On this day, at the beginning of the day after the snow, the rare sunlight shone warmly and softly spread in the dormitory of the pure concubine.

Concubine Chun was enjoying the snow scene with Yun Yin, and suddenly saw Concubine Ling coming slowly, only to see Concubine Ling wearing a dark red mink fur cloak, and her whole body was delicate and lovely.

Concubine Ling walked through the corridor, and was led in by the red lotus, bent her knees and blessed her body, and said, "The concubine asks for peace to the concubine." ”

Concubine Chun held Yun Yin in her arms, glanced at Concubine Ling, and said hypocritically: "Why does Concubine Ling have time to come to Xianfu Palace in this palace today?" ”

Concubine Ling smiled indifferently, took a box of rosewood boxes carved with exquisite plum patterns from the palace maid Yaqin beside her, and said: "The concubine came from Cining Palace, Lafayette heard that the concubine Niangniang had recently committed a cough disease, and the special concubine brought this box of golden silk blood swallows to Niangniang, and told Niangniang to recuperate. ”

Since the Li Guiren incident, the Queen Mother has been disgusted with Concubine Chun, and has politely refused Concubine Chun's greetings several times, but she has a special preference for Concubine Ling.

The feng shui in the palace rotates fast, and seeing that under the queen, Concubine Ling is slowly rising, and the Xianfu Palace of the pure concubine is like the sunset, which is going downhill day by day.

Since it was a reward from the Queen Mother, Concubine Chun accepted the things and said, "I heard that Concubine Ling is now a popular person in front of Lafayette, and you go to Cining Palace to serve almost every day, which is really filial piety." ”

Concubine Ling smiled gently: "The concubine just does what she can, in fact, Lafayette often thinks about Niangniang, hoping that Niangniang will recover as soon as possible." ”

Concubine Chun smiled lightly and only responded politely.

The two exchanged a few words, and Concubine Ling got up to say goodbye. Concubine Chun ordered the red lotus to put away the bird's nest, stared at Concubine Ling's distant back, and said, "Concubine Ling is calm and introverted, but in just a few days, her status in the palace is increasing day by day. Red Lotus, you see, Concubine Ling's achievements will never stop there, in the future, maybe even the palace will not be able to compare to her. ”。

Honglian always felt that the matter of the noble lady was not an ordinary blow to the pure concubine, like a blow to the head, although it would not be fatal, but it was quite difficult to recuperate until the beginning.