...... the front hall

Song Huaiyu, who had just come out of the bath, was slightly cold.

She felt that she was no different from being naked now, and that it was better not to wear it if she wore it.

The lights were bright in front of him, and Song Huaiyu slowly walked into the light, a little dazzling.

She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she saw a bright figure standing in front of her.

A bright yellow robe, there is only one person in this palace who can wear it.

At this point, there is no way back for her.

Song Huaiyu pinched his palm, took a deep breath, and then slowly stepped forward and saluted: "The slave has seen the emperor." ”

This was the second time he had seen her.

"You look up."

He still has some impressions of her, and her cold eyebrows and eyes are indeed very similar to Song Wenxiu when she entered the palace at the beginning of the year. However, they are not related and have no connection. It's just plainly similar.

Zhou Youchen was silent for a moment before he said, "Get up and talk." ”

Song Huaiyu blushed and slowly straightened up.

She stood against the light, and the candlelight showed her slender figure. Moreover, the tulle on her body is too transparent.

Zhou Youchen lowered his eyes slightly.

His silence made Song Huaiyu feel uneasy.

"The emperor......" I don't know if it's because of the cold or because of fear, her voice trembled slightly. The slave and maid should serve the emperor and go to bed. ”

Zhou Youchen sat on the dragon chair, looked at her for a long time, and commanded, "Go and lie on the bed." ”

Song Huaiyu raised his eyes when he heard this, and his body trembled more and more at Zhou Youchen's sharp eyes.

It's not that she's not afraid, she's just endured it all the time.

Since she left home, she has been afraid, afraid of entering the palace, afraid of becoming the emperor's concubine, and even more afraid that one day she will die on a trumped-up charge and have no place to bury.

Song Huaiyu pinched his palms, lay on the bed, and smelled a faint fragrance on the tip of his nose.

She closed her eyes and waited motionless, holding her breath.

At this moment, time is unusually slow.

However, she waited for a long time, but no one came by her.

Everything around her was so quiet, as if she were the only one here.

Song Huaiyu wanted to open his eyes to see, but he was afraid of bumping into something that he shouldn't see. She had no choice but to keep waiting!

Wait and wait, wait and wait.

Song Huaiyu still didn't wait for what should have happened.

She had to open her eyes to see, who knows, in the entire hall, for some reason, she was the only one left.

Zhou Youchen, who was still sitting in front of the imperial book case before, has long since disappeared.

Emperor...... Why is it gone?

Song Huaiyu was slightly startled, and without thinking too much, he pulled up the quilt on the side and covered himself, then sat up and called softly: "Your Majesty...... The Emperor ......"

Her voice echoed in the empty hall, but no one answered.

What the hell is going on?

Song Huaiyu hugged the quilt and got up, thinking and thinking, just when he was confused.

The curtain outside suddenly moved.

"Little master, what do you command?" That sharp voice should be Gao Gonggong.

"I ...... Why is the emperor gone? Song Huaiyu blurted out.

Gao Fuli stood outside the curtain, turned his back, and said quietly: "Go back to the little master, the emperor will go elsewhere to approve the folds, and the little master will rest here tonight." ”

The emperor deliberately went to the side hall, and it seems that he is not going to touch her tonight.

Batch folds? So what is she?

"Little master, you should rest in peace early, tomorrow morning, the slave will send someone to send you to Chuxiu Palace."

Gao Fuli only explained this sentence, and then hurriedly retreated.

On the emperor's side, it is uneasy for him not to stare at it.

Song Huaiyu sat on the bed, clasped his hands on his knees, and his thoughts were complicated.

She didn't want to lie down, she couldn't sleep if she wanted to, so she just sat still.

At the same time, Gao Welfare has returned to Zhou Youchen to serve.

He cautiously looked at the emperor who was flipping through the folds, and wanted to speak, but he didn't dare to bother.

After a while, he finally took advantage of the time to serve tea and persuaded the emperor: "Your Majesty, you have to be careful of your body." ”

Zhou Youchen took the tea bowl, took a sip and said, "Ming'er, you directly ask the Internal Affairs Office to write down Song Huaiyu's name." ”

"Huh?" Gao Fuli raised his eyes in surprise: "Your Majesty, only women who have served in bed can be recorded." ”

Zhou Youchen said unhurriedly: "Whatever I command, you will do." ”

Gao Fuli thought about it when he heard this, and nodded hurriedly. "The minions obey."

"And ......" Zhou Youchen said in a long tone: "Tomorrow, I still want Song Huaiyu to come to bed." ”

“…… Be. "High welfare bows down.

The emperor's mind is not something he can speculate at will.

Song Huaiyu sat all night, until the sky was bright, and a group of grandmothers and palace maids suddenly came in outside.

When they saw her, the first thing they did was to salute her. "Congratulations to the little master, congratulations to the little master, to get the emperor's favor, and from now on he will be glorious all his life."

Although Song Huaiyu's brain is a little wooden, her ears are fine.

"What squire? The emperor didn't ...... at all last night," she subconsciously explained.

I saw a smiling grandmother come over and make the bed for her, and then took out a handkerchief out of nowhere, "The little master has worked hard." ”

Song Huaiyu stared at the handkerchief, and his eyes immediately widened.

The handkerchief was stained with blood, and it was clearly ......

Song Huaiyu looked at himself in a panic, something was wrong! The emperor obviously didn't even touch a finger of her last night, why is there blood on this handkerchief?

No, she's obviously still perfect, that's not right!

"I, I want to see the emperor!"

Mama smiled when she heard this: "Little master, the emperor has already gone to the court at this time." ”

Song Huaiyu was stunned, and couldn't figure it out at all.

While she was stunned, those grandmothers and palace maids had already begun to serve her to freshen up.

Gao Fuli really did what he said, and when she walked out of the Heart Cultivation Palace, there was a soft sedan waiting there.

Song Huaiyu was sent back to Chuxiu Palace, and what awaited her was the suspicious eyes of the other three.

She did look very haggard. Could it be that the emperor really favored her last night?

Wu Xue'er looked at Song Huaiyu's closed door, and a ball of fire slowly rose in her heart.

On the surface, he pretended to be light-hearted, but in front of the emperor, it was not the same flattery and invitation!

Hmph, what's the big deal! It's all the same hypocrisy!

Song Huaiyu went back to her room, and the maids and palace maids around her all congratulated her.

Song Huaiyu had a straight face and said coldly: "You all go out." ”

Enjoy? What is there for her? The emperor didn't touch her at all!

……

It's just an hour's work, and the news that the emperor favored the imperial daughter Song Huaiyu spread all over the harem.

Everyone was shocked.

The emperor's long-term affection for the queen's mother is not something that ordinary people can do. Back then, Song Wen embroidered in the palace for three years, but the emperor touched her at all.

This Song Huaiyu entered the palace, but only a few days, how could he easily get into the eyes of the emperor?

After the shock, everyone was waiting, waiting for the queen mother's reaction.

Exclusive favor like her, how can she easily allow others to shake her status and grace.

Actually, Meng Xilan knew the news last night, and at the beginning, she didn't believe it.

However, after hearing that the Ministry of Internal Affairs had recorded it, she had some doubts in her heart.

Zhou Youchen's character is so stubborn, why did he be so easily wronged this time?

When Zhulu heard about this, she was very anxious.

"Niangniang, the emperor won't really favor that royal maid, right?"

Meng Xilan gently coaxed the immortal in her arms, and said lightly: "What is really fake?" Since the Ministry of Internal Affairs has already recorded it, how can such a thing be faked? ”

"Mother, aren't you worried at all?"

"Worried about what?"

Zhu Lu hesitated: "I'm worried about the emperor...... I was fascinated by the newcomers. ”

In fact, what she is most worried about is that the emperor likes the new and hates the old.

There are many men in the world. The emperor is also a man, and he also has countless seven emotions and six desires.

Seeing that Changsheng was asleep, Meng Xilan gently carried her back to the bed, looked at his sleeping little face, and said softly: "If this palace is afraid, why bother to choose a concubine for the emperor?" The emperor is the emperor, and he is destined to be the only woman by his side, so everything is a matter of time. The palace is not worried about the emperor's heart, and now, the emperor's heart and the heart of the palace are tied together, and they are all tied here. After saying that, she gently patted Changsheng's little belly twice.

This child is their common bond and their common hope.

If it is said, the only thing Meng Xilan has to worry about is that she can't let Song Huaiyu conceive the imperial heir too early. Changsheng was still young, and she didn't want any more variables.

The solution to such concerns is simple.

A bowl of cold medicine can make her feel worry-free.

Since Song Huaiyu has been favored, Meng Xilan must also be true to her word and give her a position.

The Ministry of Internal Affairs had already drawn up its will, just waiting for the emperor's approval.

Song Huaiyu's background is not low, so her position can't be too low, but it can't be too high, so as not to make her proud. Therefore, she was named a six-grade beauty, and became the lord of Chuxiu Palace, with a status above Wu Xueer and others.

Gao Fuli personally went to Chuxiu Palace to read the edict, and Song Huaiyu led everyone to kneel and listen.

Four people, overnight, there is a difference between high and low.

Song Huaiyu knelt down to thank him, but he was still confused in his heart.

Gao Fuli put the edict in her hand, and said with a slight smile: "Congratulations to the little master, tonight the emperor still ordered you to go to the heart palace to sleep, please prepare well." ”

Song Huaiyu sighed in his heart when he heard this, bit his lip, and then nodded in response: "Thank you father-in-law for reminding me." ”

Gao Fuli slowly stood up straight, raised the floating dust in his hand and said: "From now on, this jade beauty will be the master of the first palace of this Chuxiu Palace, so the miscellaneous family has sent a few more people to serve." ”

Wu Xue'er was silent, looking at Song Huaiyu in front of her out of the corner of her eye, angry in her heart.

After Gao Fuli left, Tong Yao glanced at Song Huaiyu timidly, and whispered, "Sister Beauty, congratulations." ”

At this point, they have no intention of stammering, but they also want to be submissive.

Du Xiaolan also said hello to Song Huaiyu. However, Wu Xue'er was silent for a long time, her face was gloomy, and she seemed to be lucky.

Song Huaiyu didn't care, just held the edict and went back to his room.

Wu Xue'er saw that she didn't even say a word, so she sneered: "Sure enough, she is a person with grace, and her eyes are going to grow to the door of her head." ”

Song Huaiyu was too lazy to argue with her, what she was more concerned about was what she should do tonight? What should I do?