The next day, the harem got the will, and Concubine Lan was promoted to concubine and changed her title to Jubilee; Ming nobles were promoted to concubines; Jing promised to be always there.

It seems to take care of all classes, and it seems to have forgotten whom. For a while, the sound of the concubine's abacus sounded in their respective stomachs, but they were all right.

Since the farewell of the Midyear Festival, Ming Concubine has not seen Yu Guiren for a long time, I don't know if she is still immersed in the pain of losing her child, and now Concubine Xi is pregnant, I am afraid that she will be even more difficult in her heart, so she simply asked someone to prepare a ceremony and go to the Changchun Palace to explore.

Yes, the former Lan Concubine, now the Xi Concubine, lives up to the favor, and there is good news, after the previous time, her posture has been restrained, although she is not low-key, but she is not at the top of the list of publicity, and she loves to lie in her bedroom all day long, and the Sacred Heart is indispensable on the left and right.

Concubine Ming entered Changchun Palace, and happened to see a palace maid coming out of the inner hall with a stack of papers, and she didn't know what it meant. When I got to the inside, I saw the poems everywhere, and the beautiful woman leaned on the window and wept, and her heart gradually became clear.

Yugui only waved ink for a while, and then ordered Mei Ruo to take the waste paper and burn it, and wait for people to pick up the curtains, leaving only himself in the inner room to let go of tears, and it was not all for the dead child.

She also hated herself for being a daughter, trapped in this four-corner courtyard every day, spending a good time, and writing in the interest of writing, and the right to pass the time. When grief hits, he is reluctant to speak.

The bead curtain sounded again, and the nobles were busy hiding their expressions, and before they could see the salute, they were pulled up by the Ming concubine.

The elder sister of the Ming concubine was called before, so the two remained the same. Concubine Ming said: "Sister Yu is polite, you and I entered the palace together, why bother to be so angry." ”

With someone's hand, he looked worthless, sighed slightly, and said: "Sister Yu, if you are like this again, won't your body be completely defeated, how can you meet the emperor's heir again!" ”

When the nobles heard this, they put their hearts on hold, Yingying got up, barely pulled out a smile, and the two of them sat down softly, and changed to Meiwu to serve tea.

"Although this tea is used to drinking it on weekdays, I only taste bitter now." sighed lightly that the world is impermanent, and pity the unformed child who is not yet full-term......

Concubine Ming looked at the person's face gloomy, and comforted: "I know that although he is not full-term, you have also put a lot of effort into it, but the body is your own, who will pity you if you don't cherish it?" ”

He knew that his tone was too intense, and added: "It's common for my sister not to forget the truth, but tossing herself will make the child worry about you in heaven." ”

Yuguiren's consistent norms have long been ruthlessly broken by reality, and now they only have the mind to plan for the child's death, so he cheered up, the smile on his face added a bit of truth, and he dipped his pen in ink and wrote a few words, "This is what I am going to use to pray for blessings in Anhua Palace, you see, is there any mistake?" ”

Concubine Ming took the manuscript of the poem, searched for it carefully, and said with a smile: "I only saw that my sister's handwriting is really good-looking, but there has never been a mistake!" ”

The apricot eyes of the noble people fall on the pattern of the embroidered handkerchief, and the new swallow rank spring mud reflects the faint past. Young Qi Meng, you can't be too stupid in the end.

"Praying for blessings or something, it's just a little heart, to comfort myself."

Seeing that the beauty was in business again, Concubine Ming, as a younger sister, was sincerely happy, and when the purpose of the visit arrived, she did not stay for a long time, and the joy rose to her eyebrows, so she said goodbye.

Yuguiren prepared soup and sent Mei Ruo to send it, but he only looked at his back, thinking that he had not experienced it, and he was always a little girl who had not grown up.

Ming Concubine came out of Changchun Palace in a mood that was not as bright as her face, how sad the noble people were, they couldn't empathize with themselves, how could the injury be said to be healed, exposed, just to reassure everyone.

This trip made Concubine Ming's heart inevitably a little gloomy, and after thinking about it, it was better to go to the Imperial Garden to relax and then go back.

It's just a circle, and there are beautiful people in the park.

"I met Chang here again, but I was also idle, why didn't I see Chang here at the Zhongyuan Festival Palace Banquet a few days ago?" Concubine Ming wanted to relax, but she ran into an impatient person, and her heart suddenly became bored.

When Li Chang heard the voice behind him, he knew who it was for a while, and he thought that he had always held a grudge, and he didn't want to see each other last time, so he only gave up cautiously.

The day before yesterday, I picked a quiet place to go, and when I arrived, I saw that there was already a beauty, and they originally greeted each other with a good smile, but somehow, it became a pear Chang in the main seat more blessings, pear often in return a few words, and became each with their own ability, so that the two finally broke up.

Li Chang knew that her concubine was neither attached to Concubine Yiliang nor following Concubine Xi, so she was pleasing the emperor, so she said: "The Zhongyuan Festival is not very auspicious, so the concubine will not go to the emperor like others." ”