Today, it is cold at the beginning of the day, and it is rumored that the favorite concubine of the golden branches and jade leaves in the Chaohui Palace grew up in the country of the furnace in the West Flora since she was a child, and she was not used to the cold weather in a foreign land, and was beaten by this cold.

This illness was terrible, provoking the emperor who put her on the tip of his heart was distressed and pity, and he trotted all the way back to the palace in a panic in the morning, and after closing the door, he asked someone to send a message so that everyone was not allowed to disturb, saying that he would personally accompany her to recuperate today, and now most of the day has passed, and no one has come out inside.

The door of the palace was closed tightly, and the empty royal car parked outside the palace gate was really eye-catching, provoking the palace people of the Xianju Hall next to them to pass by, always tiptoeing involuntarily, wanting to look inside for a look or two, and not daring to be so presumptuous because of the etiquette, when the palace road entered their own palace door, they immediately put their heads together in a group of three and began to whisper.

"Today, Your Majesty entered the door after the morning court, and now he hasn't come out yet, Feng Shiren is still in good spirits in the cold wind, guarding what is he guarding outside, what is this doing?"

"What else can I do, I overheard Concubine Yi's dowry girl Lotus Flower say, the master of her family is delicate, afraid of cold in winter and hot in summer. Thinking about the cold weather today, I'm afraid I don't want to leave the warm hall to blow the wind. His Majesty takes her seriously, and is naturally afraid that she will be bored if she stays in the house, so accompany her. ”

"I don't know where Concubine Yi's sullen temperament is liked, and it makes His Majesty love like this. It looks good, but our mother is not much worse than her, in terms of gentleness and dignity, it is not lost, why can His Majesty only see Chaohui Palace in his eyes. ”

"People have a thousand faces, don't look at her when she doesn't like to be silent outside, maybe how powerful she is behind it, if her means can be seen by ordinary people, then isn't everyone a mother?"

"That's right, you don't want to think about it, before she came, His Majesty only knew how to stay in the Son of Heaven Hall to serve the people diligently, where did he take a look at the lady in the harem. After she comes, she will be able to tie up His Majesty's luck day and night, without any unknown means, just relying on a leather face, who will believe it......"

The Xianju Hall is large and prosperous, it was originally the residence of Chu Zikai's grandmother, the Empress Dowager, since the death of the Empress Dowager, it has been vacant for a long time, and the place where it is deserted and accustomed, a little movement can make people clearly perceive, and the palace people deliberately suppressed the voice when they talked, and in this empty and wide palace, it can still be faintly heard far away.

The curtain on the balcony was blown up by the wind, and the coldness of the wind pierced Concubine Ling's eyes slightly, but she was unconscious, and still cast her eyes on the honor guard of the Son of Heaven who had stayed at the gate of Chaohui Palace not far away.

The grievance contained in this sigh is not difficult to be noticed, and Mama Chang, who was accompanying Concubine Ling, couldn't help but sigh and sighed, slowing down and persuading softly:

"Niangniang, things in the world seem to be different, but in fact, they all have commonalities, and there are no hundred days of red, not to mention people in the world who have two eyes and one mouth. Who wins and who loses, until the moment you close your eyes, no one knows, getting used to the scenery is not necessarily a good thing, who can endure loneliness better, who is the most powerful. ”

"What is this palace going to do?" Concubine Ling let out a snort with a cold face, turned her head away, raised her hand to wipe away the cold tears that had been in her eyes for a long time, and said silently:

"That's just what your father and mother think with you, and this palace has never been as greedy as you."

Mama Chang continued to persuade: "The old lady is also for the good of the mother, the mother must understand that the continuation of the long-term glory of the Ling family needs someone to fight for it. If you want to get help, you must recognize the goal and the roadblock, although the coming day is not in a hurry, but the mother must be ready at any time, and there must be no slackness. ”

"Heh, you're very loud."

Concubine Ling's expression was noncommittal to these words, and after a sarcastic sentence, she tore off the mandarin duck purse that had been hanging on her waist with one hand, picked it up and stroked it very carefully, her voice was weak, as if she was just confiding in herself:

"I think that my talent can easily stand out from thousands of women in the world, but I never seek to be famous in the world and admired by the world, but I want to entrust my husband for life to have a trace of me in his eyes, so humble I still can't ask for it. I only thought that this life was unfortunate, and I met him as a cold-hearted and ruthless person, who knew that I suddenly saw that he would be affectionate and unreservedly dedicated to others, and I really understood how sad it was to hold my own pride. ”

Although the voice of the words is smaller than the sound of the wind, but Concubine Ling's words have been heard many times, even if she is blocking her ears at this time, she knows that she is sad again, and responds as always: "Since Niangniang understands, she must calm down, she is already sad to this extent, you might as well lower your posture again, let the branch that stands alone grow taller, and we are not the only people who want her to be destroyed by the wind, Niangniang doesn't have to worry, just ......"

"I don't have to say this later......"

I have also heard the comfort many times, the more Concubine Ling listens to it, the more annoyed she becomes, after a cold interruption, she wrapped her purse in a handkerchief and put it in her arms, handed her hand to Mama Chang, prepared to get up, and commanded:

"I heard that Concubine Yi is cold in winter, and it is cold today, and the chef who is the best at making soup in the palace stewed a cup of hot mutton soup, and when the palace went to visit with her sisters later, she was personally sent over."

"The slave understands,"

Although Fang Cai's persuasion was truncated, she couldn't see a trace of annoyance in Mama Chang's demeanor, hearing Concubine Ling's words, she lowered her head and secretly smiled with satisfaction for a moment, stepped forward to hold her hand steadily, and echoed:

"Niangniang is dedicated to Concubine Yi everywhere, Your Majesty is also in Chaohui Palace today, and you will definitely be able to feel your generosity and virtue."

Concubine Ling listened to this casually, silently opened the lid of the soup pot's hand stove held in one hand, and when she stepped up the stairs and walked down, her body was a little unstable, and the boiling boiling water spilled out, scalding her tender white hands.

But the dignified posture of the concubine can't be removed at any time, Concubine Ling gritted her teeth and endured the stinging pain in her hand, and continued to walk forward without changing her face, opening her eyes in the wind, until the tears in it were blown away, and then she exhaled with relief.

She looked around, and felt that this palace was more luxurious and wider than the Mirror Flower Building, as if it could not retain the few warmths, so she wanted to go to the Chaohui Palace next to it to absorb some of the warmth she dreamed of, if she was going to be frozen by this cold wind, the cold heart would not be warm for the rest of her life.