Soon, Concubine Shu was stripped of her concubine position, demoted to Zhaorong, moved out of Yongye Palace, and lived in Sile Yuan, which was originally intended to be given to Su Zirong. Sile Courtyard is on the east side of Lin Yueyao's Si'an Courtyard, and Concubine Shu - oh, no, it is Liu Ruxin Liu Zhaorong, who has also become a "neighbor" with Lin Yueyao.

Meng Hongyu was disheartened by Liu Ruxin, and he had not visited Liu Ruxin since she gave birth. Liu Ruxin washed her face with tears all day long, she didn't care about it, she lost her former sharpness, and changed from an aggressive rooster to a depressed old hen.

Liu Ruxin was deposed and fulfilled Lin Yueyao's wish, Lin Yueyao was proud for a few days, and with the support of the Queen Mother, she formed a gang in the harem, isolated Bai Rushuang and Liu Ruxin, and confronted them everywhere.

In the past, the three palaces stood on their feet, but now, the concubine of Yongnian Palace has passed away, and the concubine of Yongye Palace has been abolished, leaving Xiao Ziling to live in Yongle Palace alone, living alone in the concubine position. After so many changes, the queen mother's health is not as good as before, and she is gradually unable to do anything about the harem, she handed over all the affairs of the harem to Zi Ling to manage, and Zi Ling gradually became busy.

Busy with the trivial affairs of the harem all day long, Zi Ling has not gone to the Xihua Hall to see Su Zirong for a long time, this afternoon stole half a day of leisure, Zi Ling brought the best Buddha's Hand tea he just got to the Xihua Hall.

Su Zirong was drinking tea in the study, and when she saw Zi Ling, she was very happy, and hurriedly instructed Aunt Qiu Ji to take out the treasured Ming Qian Longjing and soak it. Zi Ling handed the bergamot tea she brought to Aunt Qiu Ji and asked her to put it away.

The fragrance of tea is overflowing, the tea soup in the small white porcelain cup is green and yellow, clear and mellow, and it is really the best in the tea!

Seeing a brand-new lyre on the table behind Su Zirong, Ziling couldn't help but chant leisurely: "The qin is in the palace, don't be quiet." ”（1）

Su Zirong also glanced back at the piano on the table, revealing a meaningful smile: "The piano can cultivate sentiment, but it is also a double-edged sword, in the hands of the faint monarch, it is enough to bring disaster to the country and the people. ”

Zi Ling said with a smile: "But in the end, didn't King Chuzhuang listen to the advice of Princess Fan Ji and beat the 'Winding Beam' to pieces with iron Ruyi?" It can be seen that King Chuzhuang was not confused by the glamorous sound, and 'Winding Liang' did not bring disaster to the country. ”

Su Zirong said with a smile: "It is precisely because the King of Chuzhuang has Fan Ji that he escaped the Qin Tribulation, and I hope that my sister can also be like Fan Ji and become the emperor's virtuous helper." ”

Zi Ling smiled bitterly: "There are many things in the harem, which makes me breathless, and I haven't turned the book for many days." I envy my sister, leisurely, as if the trivial matters of the red dust have nothing to do with you, and you have a paradise without wind and rain in your heart. ”

Su Zirong smiled lightly: "Like a fish drinking water, you know how warm and cold you are!" I just have nothing to support and nothing to ask for, so I can only live in the Cold Moon Palace. ”

Yes, everyone is like this, seeing others build tall buildings, seeing others marrying wives, but who sees the bitterness behind the glory and wealth? Just like Ziling only saw Su Zirong's tranquility, but she didn't know the pain in her heart, and she couldn't understand how much loneliness and misery she had endured over the years, the long nights, and the cold winter, but she missed Sauvignon Blanc in this Cold Moon Palace, and only had a Nine Heavens Ring as a companion!

Thinking of Jiuxiao Huanpei, Zi Ling remembered that he had never heard Su Zirong's piano sound since Jiuxiao Huanpei was broken, and couldn't help but ask regretfully: "From now on, does my sister really never play the piano again?" ”

"When the strings of the Nine Heavens Ring Peiqin were broken, I really thought it was the will of God, to shatter the only testimony between me and him, to take away my last sustenance. Therefore, I vowed never to play the piano again, and I didn't want to send me this jade pot ice yesterday when it was as white as frost. ”

What the? This piano was given to Su Zirong by Bai Rushuang? How could she suddenly send the piano to Su Zirong for no reason? Zi Ling hurriedly asked, "Why did she give you the piano?" ”

"She said that she was ignorant and reckless before, and broke my Jiuxiao Huanpei, so she felt deeply guilty, and said that she wanted to learn the piano with me." Su Zirong said lightly.

"Did you promise her?" Zi Ling asked worriedly. It's been more than half a year since the piano was whacked, why did Bai Rushuang never feel guilty before, but now he feels guilty? What is the purpose of her approaching Su Zirong! Could it be because Lin Yueyao deliberately isolated her, she wanted to win over Su Zirong?

"Agreed, I'm idle anyway, it's better to find something to do." Su Zirong had an inconsequential expression on his face, as if it was just an ordinary trivial matter.

"Why did you say yes to her? She certainly didn't have any good intentions! Zi Ling was deeply worried, and his tone was full of reproach.

Su Zirong put down the teacup and comforted Ziling with a smile: "Sister, don't worry, maybe Bai Rushuang is not as bad as we think?" Besides......" she looked into Zi Ling's eyes and smiled knowingly, "I also want to know what tricks she wants to play." ”

Ziling was a little relieved, but she still persuaded her kindly: "That's right, we can't always reject people thousands of miles away." However, it is better for my sister to be careful. ”

Su Zirong nodded and gave Ziling a knowing smile.

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Zi Ling waited quietly outside the imperial study, waiting for Meng Hongyu to finish handling state affairs.

Yunu stood behind her, holding a basket in his hand, the iced lotus seed soup in the basket had gradually faded, and a trace of cold air came out of the lid of the basket.

Li Zhao said that the emperor had summoned him, Zi Ling walked up the steps quickly, gently pushed the door open, and a chill rushed in, only to see a basin of ice cubes in the room. Zi Ling couldn't help but feel curious, the ancients didn't have refrigerators, where did the ice come from in this big summer?

As soon as he saw Ziling, Meng Hongyu stepped forward, stretched out his hand to gently wipe the fine beads of sweat from her forehead, and said with a look of pity: "Why did you come here in person in such a hot weather?" ”

Zi Ling smiled slightly, and said softly: "The emperor has been busy with state affairs these days, and Zi Ling has not seen the emperor for many days, so he can't help but miss it and came uninvited." ”

Hearing Zi Ling's sweet words, Meng Hongyu smiled, and whispered in Zi Ling's ear: "I've worked hard for you these days, and when I'm done with these things, I'll spoil you well." ”

Zi Ling couldn't help blushing when he heard this, and slapped his shoulder coquettishly, and he couldn't help laughing.

Zi Ling did not forget the purpose of his coming to see him, and preached: "The day before yesterday, Bai Zhaorong sent Concubine Rong a handful of jade pot ice, but was entrusted by the emperor? He also asked Ziling to repair the piano for Su Zirong, so Ziling privately guessed that Bai Rushuang might have been entrusted by Meng Hongyu to send the piano to Su Zirong.

"Why did Bai Zhaorong give her the piano?" Meng Hongyu didn't seem to know about it, and he was puzzled.

"Zi Ling also went to Xihua Hall yesterday to learn that Zi Ling thought it was ......" Zi Ling's words were not finished, only to see Lin Yueyao rush into the imperial study and say happily: "The emperor's cousin, Yao'er is pregnant...... Yao'er is pregnant with your child......"

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(1) Uttering the "Female Chicken Song" of "The Book of Poetry, National Style, Zheng Feng"