"The emperor will come over in the evening, this opportunity is rare, you have to take advantage of it." A palace beauty leaned on the floor, stirring the rock sugar lotus seed soup in the bowl, and instructing the girl who beat her legs.

The girl originally lowered her head, but when she heard this, she raised her face slightly, so that people could see that this little face was pretty and colorful, "Yes, Niangniang." ”

Her voice is soft and tactful, which makes people feel a little crisp when they hear it.

"I've cultivated you for so long, if you lose the face of the palace today......" Zhu Guifei was still unsatisfied, but there was a piercing chill, which made people feel trembling in their hearts.

"Slave maid...... Can't. "This girl is Zhu Zhu, oh no, it's time to call her Miss Jinxin.

When she first came to Zhu Xiujin, she was sent to the palace and sent to Zhu Guifei, she was a first-class maid on her face, in fact, Zhu Guifei didn't let her do any work, only let her take care of it.

Raised? She didn't understand at first.

At the beginning, she was asked to memorize a thick booklet, but she was so frightened that she took it, it was full of a daughter's preferences, and Zhu Guifei seemed to ask her to imitate someone?

This woman likes hibiscus flowers, and Concubine Zhu asked the gardener in the palace to read the cultivation points of hibiscus flowers, and Zhu Zhu quietly stood aside and listened.

This woman seems to be very good at dressing and matching, especially like lake blue, tender green and other colors that set off the skin tone, Zhu Zhu's original skin was not very white, and her complexion was average after wearing it, so Zhu Guifei asked her to learn a tactful voice and light posture to make up for it.

This woman is very good at reciting poems, and Zhu Zhusheng memorized several poetry collections.

This woman's piano skills are excellent, fortunately, Zhu Zhu is competent in this regard, even the famous Zhu Guifei, who is picky, will praise one or two after listening to the music she plays, but she always has strange eyes.

Halfway through the preparation, there was a grandmother who came to teach Zhu Zhu the art in the room, and she knew at that time that she was imitating a dead man, and the reason why Zhu Guifei wanted to take care of herself was just to send it to the emperor's dragon bed in the future.

"The slave is unwilling, Niangniang, you can change someone......" Zhu Zhu burst into tears and begged Zhu Guifei to let her go.

"Xiu Jin's ambition and hard work are all hanging on you alone." Zhu Guifei squinted her eyes and didn't say anything, just picked up the woman's chin, "Are you willing to let his wish come to naught?" ”

"The slave doesn't want to marry someone else...... Zhu Zhu was afraid of being heard by others, so she sobbed quietly.

"Marry? Only the one in Kunning Palace is married. Zhu Guifei hooked her lips mockingly, "What do you think you are?" You're in this house, you're a thing. ”

Her voice was like demagoguery, "Xiu Jin is still waiting for you outside the palace, if you do what the palace wants you to do, you can be the daughter of the Zhu family, the princess, or a higher status...... Xiu Jin will marry you in a sedan chair, and you are his wife. ”

"Wife?" Zhu Zhu heard this, and his eyes were a little sloppy.

"Naturally, it's a wife, you have done so many things for this palace, and this palace will support you at that time, and he will never take a concubine." Zhu Guifei's promise hit Zhu Zhu's heart all at once.

"Mother?"

"There is no way to do it in this palace, Xiu Jin should have told you, this palace is really helpless. If it ......" Concubine Zhu lowered her voice, approached Zhu Zhu, and gritted her teeth and said, "If the crown prince ascends the throne, not only the palace and the emperor, but also the Zhu family and Xiu Jin...... It's all ruined. ”

"Save the Zhu family, save Xiu Jin." Zhu Guifei's last sentence made Zhu Zhu's belief collapse.

She closed her eyes slightly, "Okay." ”

Those things taught by Mama can almost be said to be a shame for Zhu Zhu, but after enduring it like this, her body began to change visibly.

The original Zhu Zhu is just middle-to-top in appearance, and occasionally there is some resentment in his eyes. At this time, the whole person exudes a delicate and feminine feeling, the body is elegant, and when he holds the scroll, he also has a bit of the smell of books.

Zhu Guifei became more and more satisfied, and when there was no one occasionally, she sighed that her brother's plan was wonderful, but what if she didn't look like it? As long as the acquired training is done properly, such a temperament can still learn to be seven or eight points like, and besides, the appearance will make people suspicious.

All these preparations only took half a month, and Zhu Guifei's urgency can be imagined.

Zhu Zhu's hardships can also be glimpsed.

Tonight, Emperor Xining sent someone early to come for dinner. When Zhu Guifei received the commandment, an inexplicable light flashed in her eyes, that is, tonight, as long as she can successfully send Zhu Zhu to the dragon bed, she will be half the success.

It's also thanks to the one in the East Palace who has only gone to the ground now, otherwise it would be really difficult for him to avoid him.

No matter how Zhu Guifei made a small calculation in her heart, and no matter how worried Zhu Zhu was, Emperor Xining finally came over in twilight.

"It's still your pigeon soup here that best suits my heart." The thick white soup was fragrant in the sunset, and Emperor Xining was in a good mood, and he also patted Zhu Guifei's hand.

"The Holy One hasn't been here for a long time......"

"You, eat it." Emperor Xining smiled and put down his chopsticks, "In this palace, you don't keep the etiquette." ”

Zhu Guifei didn't care about this.

"Your Majesty, there is a girl here who plays the piano well, let her play it to relieve Your Majesty's fatigue, and the concubine will go and change her clothes." Zhu Guifei's eyes were all silent.

The most difficult to accept the grace of beauties, Emperor Xining still likes Zhu Guifei's bold style, "Speaking of playing the piano, you still play the best over the years." ”

Zhu Guifei smiled skillfully, and went out with a salute, but turned around with a mockery in her eyes, she was also proud of this piano skill, but now she only feels disgusted.

Zhu Zhu had already changed into a low-cut skirt of lake blue, covered with light gauze of the same color, and her grandmother specially smoked incense for her clothes, quietly held the piano in, sat down, and the sound of the piano poured out.

At first, Emperor Xining still listened with his eyes closed, and his fingers followed the beat for a while, until a sound was wrong, and he suddenly opened his eyes.

The halo sprinkled on Zhu Zhu's body, and for a while, Emperor Xining seemed to have returned to the time when he was young and frivolous, and she also played the wrong note in her memory.

After a song, Zhu Zhu got up and saluted, "Your Majesty." ”

"Look up."

The girl raised her head slightly, still a little flustered in her eyes.

"What's your name?"

"The slave is called Jinxin."

"I haven't seen you before." Zhu Zhu played a song at the palace banquet, but at that time, Emperor Xining had just won Mei Jieyu, so he didn't pay much attention to her, and the flowers gradually became charming, and Emperor Xining looked at so many beauties, how could he remember such a woman who had no sense of existence.

"The slave maid was selected by the Sect Division to enter the palace to relieve the boredom of the mother." Zhu Zhu said the words that had been prepared a long time ago.

It is not strange that Concubine Zhu likes to send new girls to dance or play the piano in the teaching department on weekdays.

"Oh." Emperor Xining got up and slowly paced past, approaching, looking at each other.

A faint flush appeared on the girl's face, and a fragrant fragrance came to her face.

Emperor Xining is not a fool, he is used to the harem methods, Zhu Guifei has not come back for so long after changing her clothes, so she must have arranged it a long time ago.

If it was usual, he might have resisted leaving, but if it weren't for Zhu Guifei being the best at speculating about the holy will, Emperor Xining would train whatever she liked.

Emperor Xining has been a long, long time, and he doesn't have this kind of heat and impulse that he only had when he was young.

"Your Majesty......" Zhu Zhu drummed in his heart, bowed his head slightly, and suddenly felt that he was being hugged by the waist.

She didn't react at all, and she was thrown on the soft couch in the inner room, and the world spun in an instant.

The warm tent spring night is the most difficult, and the clouds and rain are ecstasy.

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