Chapter 47: Each has its own mind
"My father's health is worried." Xiao Changqi mentioned Emperor Jingde's physical condition.
It was obviously a sign of a serious illness, and anyone could see it as long as they weren't blind, but no one would say it directly. Some are afraid to say it, some are unwilling to say it, and each has its own intentions.
Concubine Duan is not without feelings for Emperor Jingde, but with Emperor Jingde's love for the new and dislike of the old, her heart has gradually become cold, and now she only sighs, "It's not the woman that the prince gave to His Majesty, who hooked His Majesty's soul to death." ”
"Mother is talking about the water concubine?"
"Yes, that's her. said that she was the daughter of a county order, but looking at her demeanor, she looked more like a Qinglou woman. The most ridiculous thing is that in broad daylight, he is naked in the palace, dancing unsightly dances, and His Majesty has to go to the palace of Concubine Shui every day to indulge in lust. ”
"Shangyang Palace is still coming?"
"Ten days and half a month, I will come here to sit."
"Then my mother will prepare some tonic for my father, he can't be okay at the moment."
"Well, for the sake of him giving me such a good son, I won't die without help."
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Ye Qingyan sat in the octagonal pavilion in the middle of the garden, looking at the strange flowers and plants in the garden, but his head was a ball of paste...... She couldn't figure it out, why didn't Concubine Duan hate her? So what to do after that? When she entered the palace, she also thought of a lot of tricks to deal with Concubine Duan, wouldn't it be in vain.
"Princess, Your Highness asked the servants to send mangosteen over, please taste it."
"Mangosteen?" Ye Qingyan looked at the jade fruit bowl held in the hand of the eunuch in Tsing Yi, which contained seven or eight round mangosteens, turquoise petioles, and plump peels of red bean paste, which looked very fresh.
"Your Highness gave it to me?"
"Yes. The princess, please enjoy it slowly, and the slave will retreat first. ”
"Troublesome father-in-law."
"The princess is polite, they are all slaves."
After Ye Qingyan left the eunuch in Tsing Yi, he took a mangosteen from the fruit bowl, smelled the taste first, there was a fragrant fragrance, and the flesh in it was bound to be sweet. In his previous life, Xiao Changqi didn't like to eat much food, but this mangosteen was one of a kind. At this time of year, when the mangosteens are ripe, the local officials who produce them pay tribute to the Imperial Palace. She was too weak and the mangosteen was a very cold fruit, so she fasted. Until now, she can be said to be very familiar with this thing, but also very unfamiliar, because she can see it every year, and she has never eaten it every year.
But it doesn't matter now, she's in good health and she's not afraid of anything to eat.
Immediately, he peeled off a mangosteen, looked at the flesh of the white garlic clove inside, lowered his head and took a bite gently...... A stream of sweet juice slides from the tip of the tongue into the throat...... A piece of cool and comfortable!
No wonder that guy likes to eat it, it's really good.
Xiao Changqi stood by the window, looking at Ye Qingyan, who was eating mangosteen in the garden, with a faintly comfortable expression.
Concubine Duan also came over, and when she saw that he was in a good mood, she followed his gaze...... saw that in the flower viewing pavilion, Ye Qingyan was like a little squirrel, willing to eat mangosteen. A plate full of mangosteen, there is only one left at the moment.
"Mother, do you have more mangosteens?" Xiao Changqi asked.
Duan Fei Wan'er, "You can't eat enough." "Immediately ordered someone to pack all the mangosteens and take them away when Xiao Changqi and Ye Qingyan left the palace.