Well, if [the book] he doesn't know if he regrets it. I don't know if I'll regret it later. But he knows. Since that night. She was completely changed. Become extraordinarily gentle and obedient. It's a good job. Pitiful. Because. She's no longer her.

She began to sit quietly at his side. Grinding with red sleeves for added fragrance. From time to time, a few words of cold fragrance overflowed from the soft red lips like flowers. Occasionally, he will lower his eyebrows and serve a fragrant hot tea. Laughter into thousands of tender and sweet shapes.

She'll also wear his favorite scarlet dress. Like a butterfly spreading its branches. Long hair spinning. Neon clothes fluttering. Walking with a frantic and eager step. Dancing the whirlwind that turns all beings upside down.

She'll even wear a full pair of pearly heads. Rub the corners of your eyes with rouge, and your throat hangs a poignant water mill tune. The water sleeves are lightly raised, and a lingering and sympathetic "Peach Blossom Fan".

In a word. The concubines will, she will. Piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine, tea. She knows it all. All of them are fine.

The concubines won't, and so will she.

Can make Gangnam side dishes and dim sum. I can sing wild songs and know some scriptures.

Gradually. Wen Xuan found that she could do almost anything. Sometimes like the noble and holy snow lotus on the top of the Tianshan Mountains. Sometimes like a fallen courtesan and dancer. It's like a flower in the pear orchard industry. She's just pretending to be like something. Almost ever-changing.

But before the people. She's still the favored harem. The graceful and luxurious Concubine Shen... This. It never changes.

It's just that Wenxuan has begun to be unclear. Which one is the real her. What he knows about her. It's just too little.

Even so. He could see it, too. She's so nice to him. Just to please. It's not about love.

...

Spend the spring night in the Yikun Palace. From then on, the king did not reign early.

Day and night, morning and dusk. Wenxuan and Mingshen are opposite each other, what Jiangshan Sheji. What external worries and internal troubles. What a foreign relative dictatorship. Leave it all to the back of your mind and ignore it. It is like a farmer who has abandoned the cultivation and weaving. It's like a scholar who has wasted his career. It's like the king of the dynasty has been desolated......

Emperor Xuanwen sits high in the deep palace. Indulge in sensuality. Extravagant. Abandoned government. Exclusive favor of Concubine Shen. snubbed the three palaces and six courtyards.

It's going down for a long time. The harem began to complain. The court also became unstable.

Tea is as cautious as the sun is in full swing. In the previous dynasty set off a stormy wave. Officials big and small all said that she was a murderer and forced her father. The venomous aunt's femme fatale. Such as the fox and the joy of the like of Daji.

Jue Yi Kunxi. The world is subservient.

Extinguish the concubine. Sheji Ningkang.

May the emperor be far away. Re-orthodox Chang.

We must keep the world peaceful. Quickly scrap Shen Concubine Niangniang.

Yigu Suhan. The minister of the party headed by Xi Linkun. have been admonished on the table. Under the plaque of the temple of nourishing the heart. The excerpts of the participating Ming Shen gradually piled up into a mountain high.

Wenxuan, on the other hand, is not affected by the outside world at all. Instead, it's like returning to the crazy years of youth. Learn from the sons and daughters of rich and idle people. Hold the pen that dominates the world. On a peach blossom paper sprinkled with gold. Slowly write 'Settle for both in this life. Live up to the world and live up to the Qing's affectionate.

Don't look at Wen Xuan's appearance becoming absurd and mediocre. In fact, his heart is as clear as a mirror. Of course. His addiction is also real. But it is also to push Ming Shen to the cusp of public opinion faster. In order to make some foreshadowing for the destruction of the Nalan clan in the future.

between the two of them. Doomed one is to lose. One suffers.

She needs protection. Exhausted all the learning of a lifetime to please. Just in exchange for the mother and daughter. So her style is beautiful. It's always not about the moon.

And he gradually fell into the poison of love. Struggling between the world and the red face. Hate only hate can't do it, it's rare to be confused. It's about revenge in sobriety. One side satisfied. Brutal on the one hand. Happiness owed. After all, it will be difficult to make up for it.

...

Amorous since ancient times. A sudden rain in late autumn is sparse and stormy. That flower. It's not last night's begonia.

The golden and precious Concubine Shen fell ill. The cause is unknown. The medicine from the hospital was brought in one after another. It's not always good. Later, everyone speculated, saying that she was overdone by the emperor. He who fell ill because of the loss of blood and gas.

News like this came out of Ouchi. There is an endless stream of court women visiting the sick. The concubines of the harem also symbolized the coming to shh the cold and ask for warmth. A cousin who can't even hit eight poles. Sister-in-law and other relatives. They all buzzed like diligent bees. At one time received a pile of gifts and medicinal herbs. Everything is worth a lot of money.

Everyone couldn't help but sigh. It is difficult to double cultivate with wisdom and wisdom. And he polished the blessings. Hui Ji will be hurt. Since ancient times, it has been red... What a thin life.

There is another saying. Don't dare to shout publicly. But it is widely circulated in private: and then it is a noble cultivation. I can't escape the cheap life I was born with. A fox raised by a cousin. It will be a blessed thing. Jun'en is heavy. Is it something that her lowly body can stand for?

...

The spring is cold. The bright and golden sunlight shines through the brocade window, and the light overflows on the lotus and lotus smoker that spits white smoke. Strong aroma of blue musk. Can't envelop the bitter smell of medicine and the heavy sickness.

At the moment, Ming Shen. An emaciated figure of an adult. Round and clear eyes. He has also lost his former cunning.

Half wrapped in a seven-colored silk brocade quilt. Leaning weakly on the kang couch near the window. Long dry hair cascading around the neck and pouring down to the chest. Strangled a dark purple bead and wiped his forehead. More and more pale and pale like a dead man. The lustrous lips also faded in blood. Almost transparent.

Qiu Gui brought the soup in. Stir the soup in the white porcelain bowl with a silver spoon, scoop a spoonful and hand it to Ming Shen's lips. Carefully persuaded: "This is the Jianlian red jujube soup that has just been boiled. The most replenishing of qi and blood. Let's taste it."

"No appetite." Don't look away. The voice is sluggish and hoarse. But he behaves like a child and is extremely willful.

I saw her rubbing the night pearl pendant in her hand on her cheek. There was a dead gray mockery in his scattered eyes. In fact, she knew it in her heart. The reason why I am inexplicably sick is like a mountain. It's not because of the so-called loss of qi and blood at all.

Just because I won't be lovesick in my life. will be lovesick. It's lovesick.

When she was almost crazy to please Wen Xuan. I really thought I had forgotten about Wen Hao. Until some time ago, when I went to ask the Empress Dowager Hui to say goodbye. I heard her inadvertently mention the news that Prince Rui was going to lead his troops back to the court. That's when I realized. It turned out that Wen Hao unknowingly. It has long been ingrained in her heart.

Sauvignon Blanc. Beat the heart and liver. Straight to the young jade people thrashed thinner than yellow flowers. No one would have thought of it. Today's grace is in full swing. It can hurt lovesickness.

But she doesn't care about it. It's tormented by the imperial doctors in the hospital. As a result of the healing for more than a month. The condition is still not improving. Withdraw the withdrawal. Depreciating devaluation. Make the hospital too much for almost everyone to endanger.

In addition, the emperor also rewarded a lot of things. Precious medicinal herbs. The best supplements. Precious satin. Gorgeous beadwork. I can't wait to pile her up with gold, silver, and jewelry. Maybe for a different woman. I'm going to be overjoyed. I thought I was really loved by three thousand in one.

But only she knows it in her own heart. Men are the most unreliable. For example, Bai Pengfei. vowed to help him find out his father's murderer. But he didn't show up after that day. Flowing clouds and flying flotsam. Scattered and gone.

Qiu Gui saw her holding the night pearl pendant all day long, and her thoughts were drowsy. I couldn't bear to snatch it from her hand. Bitterly persuaded him: "Although the slave does not know where the cause of Niangniang's illness begins. But you can also see that you are too sick. If you still hold the pearl pendant in your hand every day. I can't tell you what the emperor will find out one day. How about that. You just don't take care of your body. Princess Chenghuan doesn't care about it."

"You. It's like her." Ming Shen stroked his chest. coughed lightly twice: "When Jing's mother was alive. It's like you."

Qiu Gui lovingly tucked the quilt for her. The corners of his eyes were slightly hot, and he said, "The slave is unlucky. How can you compare to a mother's nursing mother? Let's forget the old things. Take care of yourself now. It's what matters."

Ming Shen sighed softly. Noncommittal. There was a moment of silence. Suddenly, I saw Caifeng wearing a treasure silk dense flower brocade jacket. Ran in like a flowerfinch happily.

She gasped slightly. Finger outside the door smiled excitedly: "Niangniang. Look at you. Who's coming?"

Ming Shen followed the direction of her finger. Curious, his eyes widened. I saw a white fat lady walking towards me. The lady has a huge crow bun on her head. Wearing a head of gold and jade beads. Round face like a silver plate. The fat powder is rich. The wide pink-gold silk embroidered robe tightened against her bucket-like waist. As she twisted and twisted. The more entangled she was unable to move.

Who is this vulgar woman?

Ming Shen looked at her in a daze for a long time. It just feels familiar. But I can't remember what to call it. Just when she was stunned. The noblewoman had come boldly to her. And he grabbed her hand and cried.

"My poor daughter. You've really suffered a great sin this time. It's only been more than a decade since I saw it. How did you become skinny to a handful of bones? I pity my daughter...... My delicate girl......" she wailed loudly. But there are no tears in the eyes. I had to pretend to take off the floral handkerchief tucked under my arm. Fake pressed the corner of his eye.

"Mother...... How did you come to the palace?" Ming Shen asked in surprise. She didn't have much joy and excitement to be reunited, and even felt extremely strange, after all, this woman had been reluctant to see her since she was very young, and there was a distance of ten years between them.

Decade. Not a short time after all. It's a hard chasm to cross.

"And yes. How did you get fat like this. My daughter didn't recognize you just now." Ming Shen looked at this incredulously and asked.

Impression of the mother. It's a slender figure with a weak willow and a wind. I didn't expect her to suddenly gain so much weight. The whole person puffed up like a balloon. And the sharp chin of yesteryear. Now it's a big, round full moon. And her flat belly also eats a small mountain high. I don't know. I thought she was a few months pregnant. It can be seen that the eldest brother takes excellent care of her.

Mei Xiang took Ming Shen's little hand and pondered it carefully. Unconsciously, I love more and more: "It's still a girl. Not only became the imperial concubine. It's so spoiled. Mother stained your light. Good food in the General's Mansion. Dress well. It's good to live too. I never had the princess's wretched spirit again. The emperor will get better as soon as possible for your illness. Specially passed the mother into the palace. Come and accompany. It can be seen that what is said outside is true. Girl, you are really the emperor's beloved concubine now."

Caifeng skimmed. Giggled and said, "Madame now knows that the girl is good. At that time, I didn't want to see my mother and me. Now the mother is out. You should hurt your mother. So many years. Niangniang has not forgotten to give you filial piety for a moment."

"It's better to be a girl. It's better to be a girl. The girl is a mother's intimate little padded jacket." Mrs. Mei Xiang continued to caress Ming Shen's hand. Turning his head to Qiu Gui and Caifeng, he said, "It's a shame that I gave birth to such a beautiful girl back then. Otherwise, how can you turn the emperor around? You say no."

"Mother. This is the Royal Palace. Talking nonsense is a beheading." Ming Shen shook her hand tightly. Motioning for her to retract. Who knew that she was still energetic.

"What are you afraid of? Now you are the first honor in this harem. It's time to come up with some money for the concubine. I heard that you assassinated the noble concubine. The emperor didn't even say a word of blame. Isn't it possible that you are still afraid that your mother will say a few proud words?" Mei Xiang pursed her red lips and smiled. The red jade beads on the earlobes tick and shake. Smiling into a smug face.

"What are you talking about? It's so lively?"

Wen Xuan's mellow voice as wine sounded in shock. I saw him wearing a magpie and plum cocoon silk dress and walked in. Such brilliant colors. If you wear it on another man. It's inevitable that there will be some frivolity and femininity. But his own abundance is handsome. Shengsheng suppressed that share of fat powder and vulgarity. It looks picturesque. A smug smile hung on his lips. Just sent away the foreign envoys from all over the world to congratulate. He's in a good mood today.

"See the Emperor. Long live my emperor, long live, long live."

Several people hurriedly knelt down to pick up the driver. Ming Shen also struggled to get up. Thinking of the words of his mother just now, he was all listened to by Wen Xuan. Suddenly, his frightened expression changed drastically. I'm afraid he will blame his mother. You have to know that the emperor is talking about it behind your back. Spread rumors and slander the royal reputation. But it's a capital crime enough to kill the head.

Ming Shen struggled. Coughing too hard. I had to hoarse and anxiously said, "Your Majesty...... Ahem...... Forgiveness. My mother first came to the palace. I don't know the rules. Please don't ask the emperor not to ...... Ahem...... Don't blame."

"Lie down. Don't get up." Wen Xuan hurriedly stepped forward to take her into his arms. Gently patted her back. Softly relieved: "Mother-in-law joked a few words. I don't take it seriously. Look scare you. His face is whiter."

"Your Majesty's grace. Profound. The concubines are grateful." Ming Shen barely pulled out a thin smile. He turned his head to Qiu Gui and ordered, "Quickly serve tea to the emperor. Caifeng, you can take your wife to the imperial garden for a walk."

"Yes."

Mei Xiang said no matter what. It was also a woman rolling over on the wind and moon field. I finally met my golden beetle son-in-law. How easily will they be sent away? So she twisted the silk and muttered, "My mother doesn't want to go anywhere. I just want to talk to the emperor and you here. I finally got into the palace ......"

"Mother." Ming Shen interrupted her in time. Cold sweat was already dripping on his forehead. A sickly little face. More haggard. The emperor is in the concubine**. Miscellaneous people and so on have to be avoided. Even if you don't know the rules anymore. It's not like you don't even have this little look.

What is she to be the emperor.

Call her mother-in-law. Is it really her son-in-law?

"My family finally got together. Don't let the false courtesies in the palace be carried out. On the contrary, it seems to be raw." Wen Xuan smiled gently. Turning his head to look at the so-called 'mother-in-law', he asked, "'Mother-in-law' is having a good time in the General's Mansion."

Mei Xiang scratched the hanging beads and phoenix hairpins on the side of the bun a little shyly. Foolishly smiled: "It's good. Eat well. Sleep well. Slut an old aunt. can end up enjoying a peaceful old age. It's already pretty good. As long as the emperor can let the slut come to see his daughter often. And they were very content. Other. Don't dare to think. Hehe...... I can't think ......."

Wen Xuan bowed slightly. Wen Sheng said: "It's good to know your mother-in-law. I and Concubine Shen will be able to rest assured. As for the rest. I don't think my mother-in-law's background is good. Now you are Concubine Shen's biological mother. How can you just be an aunt who supports the elderly in the house? Why don't I make you a first-class lady today? Give a peacock robe, a thousand gold. Thousands of acres of fertile land. and allow you to enter the palace at any time, so that you can accompany Concubine Shen.' Mother-in-law's feelings."

"Good boy. Mrs. Yipin's ......" Mei Xiang opened her mouth in surprise. Then he knelt on the ground in great excitement. Kowtowed like garlic: "Thank you, Lord Longen. Thank you, Lord Long."

Oh, my God. She is a red girl who sings music in a kiln. It can be a commandment. She is now also the first lady of the imperial court. Dog meat can be served at a feast.