Chapter Ninety-Three: All the Rage
Mo Chonghua was not surprised to learn of this result from Meng Yuanzheng's mouth, because he went to Concubine De's palace every day and could detect her strangeness.
He was not angry about Concubine De's deception, but was a little sad.
In his impression, in addition to the queen and the concubine, among the four concubines and even the concubines of the entire inner court, she is the most well-behaved, obedient and least fond of messing with right and wrong, but who knows......
She even used his empathy to achieve the purpose of inviting favors.
What is the difference between her and the other concubines in the palace, who are all wearing a false mask and acting in front of him that does not belong to her.
"Your Majesty, Concubine De's side...... Still going? ”
Before summoning Meng Yuan, Mo Chonghua decided to go to Concubine De, and now he ...... Yao Daban didn't know if the emperor would go up.
The royal driver was already waiting outside.
If the emperor doesn't go, it's better to give a clear word, and he will notify the people outside to let them disperse.
"Go ahead."
The sadness in Mo Chonghua's heart was only for a moment, because he didn't have any feelings for Concubine De. If there is anything between the two, there is his guilt for her.
If he hadn't ascended to the throne, maybe Concubine De's life would have been better.
"Your Majesty, this is a rose cake made by a concubine, and an apricot blossom cake, you can taste it."
Concubine De's complexion is very good today, it should be said that she is getting better every day, but she is still weak, and she sandwiches a piece of rose cake for Mo Chonghua, and her hands are trembling.
"I can come by myself, you don't have to wait, what you have to do is to take care of your body as soon as possible, so that I can rest assured."
It's really embarrassing for Concubine De.
In order to please him, the acting is so similar.
His face was pale, but he still had a gentle smile.
Mo Chonghua couldn't sit still, but he still stayed in the Zhaoyang Hall for more than a quarter of an hour before leaving.
"Go to the Fang Palace."
Somehow, after leaving the Zhaoyang Palace, Mo Chonghua on the imperial court was in a particularly irritable mood. I don't want to go back to Taihua Hall to deal with government affairs, and I don't want to go to the queen's palace to face the queen who has a similar temperament as Concubine De.
I wanted to go to Mingyuan for a walk, but I saw that the sky was overcast and it was going to rain.
So he ordered someone to change the route to the Chufang Palace.
Mo Chonghua doesn't come to the inner court often, so he doesn't know much about the inner court, but as far as I know, the most real people living in the inner court are Xie Xuan and Shen Qianqian.
Compared with Shen Qianqian, Xie Xuan was a little noisy, coupled with the relationship between the two of them, as soon as Xie Xuan saw him, his cousin was long and his cousin was short, which made Mo Chonghua extremely disgusted with her.
So this is the reason why he would rather go to the Fang Hall than go to the Cui Cui Palace.
"Seven-of-a-kind."
"Bump!"
"Kujo."
"Two cylinders."
The palace door of the Fang Palace was closed, but it was not locked, and Mo Chonghua did not let Yao Daban pass the word, they came in directly.
As soon as I entered the palace, I saw the huge Zhufang Palace, but I didn't see a single figure, and it was desolate like a cold palace.
Walking inside, Mo Chonghua and Yao Daban heard the shouts from the warm pavilion.
They're actually playing mahjong!
Mahjong was a game that came out of a gambling house in Beijing ten years ago, and it was all the rage at the time, and it is still the favorite way for people to spend time after tea and dinner.
"Huh."
"Give money, give money."
Just when Mo Chonghua and Yao Daban came to the warm pavilion, the sound of Bi Tao shouting Hu came from inside.
In Mo Chonghua's impression.