Text: One hundred and thirty-eight, Wanyi lost her son, and the concubine was constantly favored

"Concubine Niangniang, are you sleeping peacefully?" Jinxi asked with a smile.

"Jinxi, do you think Song Qishu will leave His Highness well?" Chu Mengxi looked at the candle flame and asked meaninglessly.

"Song Wanyi's body ......" Jinxi naturally knew what Chu Mengxi meant by emphasizing good things, and returned with a slight frown and hesitation.

"Song Wanyi has a personal maid by her side." Chu Mengxi picked up a handful of thin scissors, cutting the wick leisurely, the candlelight swayed, and it became brighter, and Chu Mengxi's face under the firelight did not see the tenderness in the daytime, only the gloomy shadow remained. "Jinxi, you say, tomorrow this Chengqian Palace will have an extra room?"

Jinxi looked at Chu Mengxi's cold side face, glanced out the window and said with a smile: "Concubine Niangniang is too worried, Your Highness, here." ”

"Your Highness?" Chu Mengxi was stunned for a moment, and when he looked up, he saw a line of figures in front of the bright verandah coming towards the hall. The corners of Chu Mengxi's mouth lifted and said: "This is surprising, Jinxi, it will be good to check it in a while." ”

"Yes, Concubine Niangniang." Jinxi responded and walked to the front of the palace and saluted respectfully: "Meet Your Highness." ”

"Well, Xi'er hasn't slept yet?" Shangguan Jinmo asked with a calm face.

"Concubine Niangniang is worried about Song Wanyi's body, and she hasn't slept yet." Jin Xi saw that His Royal Highness Fifth Highness's face was not good, and it was even more strange, and he unconsciously glanced at Song Wanyi's location.

"Hmm" Shangguan Jinmo snorted lightly and stepped into the hall. Chu Mengxi hurriedly greeted him: "Your Highness ~ how ~ " While gently covering the handkerchief, tears seemed to slip down.

"Why are you crying?" Shangguan Jinmo frowned and asked.

"The concubine didn't cry, but she just cut the candle and smoked her eyes." Chu Mengxi replied with a smile.

Having said that, Chu Mengxi couldn't understand the tears in the corners of his eyes, and in Shangguan Jinmo's eyes, he felt that he was reluctant to leave, and the tears that fell from his heart and jealousy made his self-esteem greatly satisfied.

stepped forward and hugged Chu Mengxi and said softly: "Xi'er, is this reluctant to go to the palace?" ”

"Concubine, concubine don't dare." Chu Mengxi frowned and shook his head, but the sadness in his eyes was clear.

Shangguan Jinmo's ability to be willing to hurt the beauty, the anger that was originally received by Song Wanyi suddenly disappeared, and he felt that Chu Mengxi was gentle and lovely, and he liked it tightly, "This palace allows you to be domineering." After speaking, he picked up Chu Mengxi horizontally and went to the inner room.

The corners of Jinxi's mouth raised, and the palace maids retreated one after another, and after a while, there was a blushing sound from the inner room. I don't know how long it took, but the movement in the inner room gradually subsided. Jinxi ordered the palace maids to prepare hot soup and wait outside the door of the inner room.

"Jinxi~" Chu Mengxi's soft and boneless voice came from the inner room.

"Yes, Concubine Niangniang" got the master's order, and Jinxi went in to serve properly. After getting free, the novel said to Chu Mengxi: "Miss, the lights in Song Wanyi's hall have not been extinguished." ”

The corners of Chu Mengxi's mouth lifted when she heard this, it seems that this Song Wanyi thought that His Royal Highness would not bear her sadness and go back to her palace. It's a pity that I won't give you this opportunity, this is just the beginning, and there will be more opportunities to stay alone in the future.

Chu Mengxi turned around and tidied up the nightgown for Shangguan Jinmo, leaned softly into Shangguan Jinmo's arms, and said shyly: "Your Highness~Always tortures people like this~"

The coquettish voice turned around and entered Shangguan Jinmo's ears, only to feel like a feather constantly stirring the heart that had just calmed down, stretched out his hand to hold the pair of softness, and asked with a wicked smile: "What's the torture?" Instead, I said to listen to this palace. ”

"Ah~Your Highness~~" Chu Mengxi turned his face away shyly, but his body became softer and softer on Shangguan Jinmo's chest.

"Xi'er is getting more and more motivated." Shangguan Jinmo said with a wicked smile.

"Your Royal Highness~ can spare the concubine, and tomorrow I will go to the Changchun Palace to say goodbye to the concubine." Chu Mengxi begged softly for mercy.

Chu Mengxi's well-behaved was very satisfied with Shangguan Jinmo, and said with a smile: "I will spare you today, please come back tomorrow, this palace will not let you go." Well? ”

"Your Highness~~" Chu Mengxi pouted shyly, which was considered to be due.

The inner chamber gradually became quiet, and only the sound of shallow breathing could be heard.

On the other side, Song Wanyi was miserable and unwilling, reluctant to extinguish the lamp.

"Little Lord, take a break." Rong Lin looked at Song Wanyi distressedly and said softly.

The cold face had a touch of desolation under the candlelight, the lips that were slightly pale due to blood loss trembled uncontrollably, and two hot tears slowly slipped from the phoenix's eyes. Even if the fire dragon burned in the room, even if the silver carbon was still burning, even if the fur on the body could not dispel the deep sadness. The candlelight in the inner room of Guan Ju Hall has been extinguished, but the figure of the missing person is nowhere to be seen.

"Your Highness, just leave." Song Wanyi whispered sadly, I don't know who she was talking to.

"Little master, Concubine Chu didn't even ...... for the little master" Rong Lin bit her lip and complained, and was interrupted before she finished speaking.

"Smack!" Song Qishu turned around and slapped Rong Lin in the face with a wave of her hand. said hatefully: "You, if it weren't for you, how would Your Highness leave!" ”

Rong Lin looked at Song Qishu with red eyes in disbelief, and hurriedly knelt down and said, "Little master, slave, slave ......"

"What are you! His Royal Highness listened to Sister Chu's words and was born to comfort me, and when I returned to the palace today, Sister Chu carefully told me to wait for my life, you! You might as well have said something to Your Highness! Song Qishu was tormented by the pain of losing her son and lost her mind, and she was even more afraid of losing the love of His Royal Highness, and the current scene made Song Qishu tremble.

"Little master, the slave and maid are also for the body of the little master, the little master has just had a miscarriage, how, how can I have sex together." Rong Lin said with a red face.

His Royal Highness entered the inner room and said that he was comforting softly, but how could he not see that momentum Rong Lin had served the little master for so long. However, who would have thought that His Royal Highness would say that he would not disturb Wanyi's rest, turned around and left, and did not even stay overnight.

"Presumptuous! The master's affairs allow you to be so involved! Song Qishu naturally knew that her body needed to be well conditioned, but compared to these, she was more concerned about whether His Highness would stay overnight. It's not that she didn't want to let Rong Lin sleep, but when she thought of it, she felt disgust for no reason, which caused her to look at Rong Lin's face with even more disgust.

"Kneel for me, I can't get up!" Song Qishu walked to the couch angrily. Leaving Rong Lin kneeling under the shadow of the lamp, full of grievances. Remembering the scene earlier today.

"Rong Lin"

"Concubine Niangniang"

"Sister Qishu's miscarriage needs to be well recuperated, you serve it well, and come to Jinxi if you are short."

"Thank you, Concubine Niangniang" Rong Lin respectfully blessed her body, raised her eyebrows slightly, but saw Chu Mengxi looking at herself. "Concubine Niangniang?"

"It's okay, Sister Qishu's miscarriage will be bothered by you during this time" Chu Mengxi said casually, deliberately aggravating the word labor.

Rong Lin hurriedly said: "It is the duty of a slave to serve the little master. ”

"It is indeed important to serve your little master, but don't forget Your Highness." Chu Mengxi said meaningfully, and after speaking, he returned to the Guan Ju Palace, leaving Rong Lin to reminisce slowly.

It wasn't until just now that Rong Lin understood that since the little master was unhappy and couldn't serve, His Royal Highness should have done it for him when he was interested, but he didn't expect it...... Doesn't the little master want to mention himself as a housekeeper?

Song Qishu lay down lonely on the bed and couldn't bear it after all, and raised her voice: "Rong Lin"

Song Qishu's voice just interrupted Rong Lin's thoughts, and hurriedly returned: "Yes, little master"

"Get up and stand down." Song Qishu said tiredly.

"Thank you for the grace of the little master." Rong Lin gritted her teeth and said. If Song Qishu punished her for kneeling for a while, Rong Lin might think that she was really wrong, but Song Qishu's attitude made Rong Lin feel guilty in her heart, and she firmly believed in her own conjecture. There was a slight wavering in his eyes.

The morning will always come on time, no matter how many people have insomnia this night, and no matter how many heartbreaks and reunions this night, the sunshine will always come with brisk steps.

Li Zhaoyi was not a concubine, so she naturally had to postpone it to the second day of junior high school on such a day as Chu Mengxi and Shangguan Jinmo.

Chu Mengxi finished dressing up early, a smoky pomegranate double-open five-color jacket skirt exuded a strong joy, and a red Ruan Yanluo belt was tied around her slender waist, which was embellished with a pink jade butterfly waist. The thick black hair is combed into a long music bun, decorated with rubies and gilt half-open pomegranate Baibao hairpins, gold foil flowers are pasted between the eyebrows, Emei is lightly swept, and the red lips are slightly pursed, so it is not charming. It's really hard to take your eyes off it. The slender nails are dyed red with impatiens juice and painted with gold thread, adding to the luxury.

"Your Highness" Chu Mengxi cleaned up and looked back at Shangguan Jinmo who had just gotten up with a smile.

As soon as he got up, he saw such a charming Chu Mengxi, Shangguan Jinmo was in a better mood, and said with a smile: "Xi'er in this palace is really a rare beauty. ”

"Your Highness, don't make fun of Xi'er, the concubine serves His Highness to wash." Chu Mengxi got up with a smile and said.

"Your Royal Highness, Concubine Niangniang, Song Wanyi will see you." Jinxi listened to the palace maid's report and stepped forward and said.

"Sister Qishu? Your Highness, I'm afraid my sister is still weak now. Chu Mengxi said with some concern.

"Well, please come in." Shangguan Jinmo nodded and said.

Song Wanyi, who was outside the hall, inhaled slightly, and was just about to enter, when she heard Chu Mengxi complaining: "Your Highness, my sister came early in the morning, can it be bearable if Your Highness doesn't greet her?" ”

Sister She ...... Song Qishu didn't feel that the corners of her eyes were hot, and her steps paused slightly. But I heard Shangguan Jinmo's voice coming from within.

"The clothes in this palace have not been changed, please invite Shu'er in." Shangguan Jinmo said lazily.

"Little master?" Rong Lin called softly, although she was a little dissatisfied because of yesterday's incident, but after all, she was still a little more distressed because she had been her master for so many years.

Song Qishu didn't feel anything, anyway, Shangguan Jinmo was also such a character, nodded and entered with Jinxi.

"Meet Your Highness, meet Concubine Niangniang" Because of last night's light sleep and unhappiness, Song Qishu's face was still a little pale, and if her face was carefully covered up with fat powder, the bruises under her eyes were still clear. A lilac peony saucer two-tone jacket skirt sets off two points of luxury, a well-cut shirt flatters the bumpy figure, and a pale pink brocade belt is embellished with colored gold peonies. The cloud temples were slightly offset, and a pair of Luan Bird Flying Saucer green jade beads shook gently, adding a bit of weakness. Song Qishu, who already has a little Jiangnan woman's delicateness, makes people feel a little pity.

"Shu'er, why do you have to get up so early today, this palace looks so distressed." Shangguan Jinmo stepped forward and took Song Qishu's hand and said softly.

"Today is the day to say goodbye, Shu'er doesn't dare to slack off." Song Qishu replied softly, with a slightly desolate voice, but it made Shangguan Jinmo even more protective.

"Shu'er has suffered." Shangguan Jinmo put his arm around Song Qishu's waist, pulled her to sit on her lap and said softly. Pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, this kind of thing Shangguan Jinmo is easy to do. But I didn't know the resentment that Chu Mengxi secretly shot over.