Chapter 598, what a bloody dog
Yao Jiaxin looked at the blue satin embroidered cloak in front of her, plain silk for the inside, the cloak was embroidered with sycamore and phoenix, with colorful auspicious clouds, and with autumn fragrance pigment satin triple Ruyi rolling edge, the embroidery end is delicate and gorgeous, and the pigment is beautiful, without losing the luxury.
Fucha Ying Ying stood beside Hongxu, and her voice was as gentle as water: "The daughter-in-law has nothing to do, thinking that the style of the sycamore outside the palace of the emperor is very good, so I embroidered this phoenix sycamore cloak, and I hope that the emperor will not dislike it." β
Yao Jiaxin bowed slightly, "You embroider really well." But these errands should be left to the needle and thread people at the bottom, so as not to burn your eyes. β
Fucha bent his knees, "Thank you for your compassion." The daughter-in-law just embroiders for two hours a day, and her eyes will be ruined. β
Two hours! That's four hours a day!
Yao Jiaxin really didn't have to admire the patience of these young girls, so she smiled and diverted the topic, "All the palace concubines, have you all gone to visit?" β
Fucha said softly: "The four concubines were brought by the master to visit the concubines together, and the two concubines, Concubine Zhao and Concubine Cui, also went to ask for peace. β
Yao Jiaxin nodded, she didn't have time to talk about anything else, so Hong Xiaoxing ran in and shouted: "Eniang, pass the meal!" My sons are starving! β
Yao Jiaxin: ......
Wangsenkan.
Danqing, the palace maid, registered Liufujin's generous gifts one by one, and said to the concubine with a smile: "Niangniang, the slaves have already been counted, and these meeting gifts given to you by Liufujin are not much better than those given to the fourth concubine." β
The corners of the concubine's mouth curled slightly, "In the end, this Liufu Jin is a character raised by a big family, dignified and generous." β
The palace maid Fu'er couldn't help but say: "But Liufujin didn't come to greet you until today, and he went to Concubine Zhao first before coming to our Wangxian Pavilion." β
The smile on the concubine's face faded instantly.
Fu'er observed the words and continued to mumble: "Moreover, the four concubines are all Prince Mu and Fujin went to ask for peace together, and when they arrived at Niangniang, only Liufujin came!" β
Danqing couldn't help but glared at Fu'er, "You just don't have to say a word!" β
Concubine Cui said coldly: "Who called me just a concubine, and Prince Mu is the concubine of the middle palace, so naturally you don't have to be respectful to me." β
Fu'er said with resentment: "But you are the mother and concubine of the princes!" β
Seeing this, Danqing hurriedly said: "Niangniang, after all, Prince Mu only has three days of marriage leave when he gets married, and there are many ceremonies, and there are some who are too busy to be busy." It's the same when these six blessings come to ask for peace. β
Concubine Cui glanced at Danqing coldly, "You can be a good person!" β
Danqing quickly lowered her head, and couldn't help but secretly say in her heart: The temperament of the concubine is really getting worse and worse, it's just that, anyway, she is almost twenty-five years old, why bother to say that those who have it and don't have it? If you can't think of it yourself, let her go!
Thinking of this, Danqing said: "Why should Niangniang be angry, Prince Mu has a noble status and an arrogant temperament, and it is not a matter of one or two days. β
Concubine Cui rubbed her painful eyebrows, "This palace can only count on Hongdui to fight for strength now." β
At this time, a chief eunuch ran in with a shy smile, "Niangniang, the tenth elder brother is back!" β
The unhappiness in the concubine's heart was swept away, and joy rose to her eyebrows.
Brother Ten Elder jumped and ran in, and asked his biological mother to be well, so he smiled and said: "Eniang, today Khan Ama came to the study to take the school exam, and asked his son about the Eight Hundred Sayings, and the son recited it like a stream, and the interpretation was clear, Khan Ama was very happy, and asked his son what reward he wanted, and the son told Khan Ama that he wanted a few silk satins, because Eniang liked silk clothes the most." β
The concubine was overjoyed, stroking Hongdui's little face, and couldn't put it down, "Eniang's Hongdui is really smart and filial!" β
Hongdui smiled brightly: "Khan Ama also praised his son for his filial piety!" β
Concubine Cui looked at such a smart and sensible son, and looked at the two brightly colored and richly decorated silk satins, and her heart was as sweet as eating honey.
Suddenly, Concubine Cui's eyes fell on the grape purple peony string of silk satin, and nodded with satisfaction, "This purple satin is very good, the color is noble, and the decoration is also magnificent. In a few days, it will be the Double Ninth Festival, and it is just right to get up. β
The Double Ninth Festival is approaching, and the palace has to be busy, Concubine Yu is busy preparing for the festival banquet, and the rest of the concubines are busy buying new clothes and jewelry. The flower room also sent dozens of pots of newly bloomed chrysanthemums, all of which are precious varieties, such as green clouds, ink lotus, snow sea, pink sunflower, jade pot spring, and ten-zhang bead curtains......
Yao Jiaxin smiled slightly, "Huafang has a heart." She stroked the pot of green chrysanthemums called "Green Cloud", which bloomed almost the same color as the leaves, and the green dripping green was very rare.
In fact, Yao Jiaxin doesn't like chrysanthemums, because ...... Chrysanthemum...... Well, it's always going to make people think about it.
In later generations, chrysanthemums have long ceased to be a flower.
Fucha came early this morning to ask for peace, and this time she also accompanied Yao Jia to admire the chrysanthemums, she smiled and said: "The color of this green cloud flower is very authentic, and the craftsman of the flower house must have put a lot of effort into it." β
This pot of famous chrysanthemums is all placed under the porch, which can not only shine in the sun, but will not be destroyed by cold frost. ββThese chrysanthemums in the palace are very precious and delicate, don't expect to bloom after being weathered.
At this time, Wang Yicheng hurriedly stepped forward to report: "Master Niangniang, the fourth princess has come to ask for peace." β
Hearing that the fourth princess was coming, Fucha's face was a little unnatural.
Yao Jiaxin's face was as usual, she wiped her palms, and said, "She will pick the time, these chrysanthemums were only sent this morning." Let's let her in and watch it together. β
"Huh!"
Hongli wore a plain water-green bamboo and stone pattern flag dress today, stepping on the bottom of the flower pot and walking like a cloud, but when she saw the woman in the orange pink chrysanthemum palace dress standing beside the middle palace, her footsteps couldn't help but stagnate.
Hongli has always deliberately avoided the Fucha clan, but after all, it is impossible for her to install eyeliner next to Zhonggong. Moreover, didn't the Fucha clan go to Ciyun Puhu to incense this morning? Why did you run to Bitong Academy again?!
Hong Liqiao's face froze, but she quickly smiled, "Hong Li greets the emperor's mother!" β
Yao Jiaxin smiled as kindly as her own mother, "You kid, you must have heard that Huafang had sent a new chrysanthemum, so you came over to take a look!" β
Hong Li smiled, and glanced at the Fucha clan inadvertently, "Liufujin also came to greet the emperor's mother, and he really has a heart." β
Fucha's Xiuya's face was extremely cold, "It's not as good as the princess's heart." β
Seeing that Fucha's face and tone were cold, Hongli felt a little uncomfortable. In her previous life, she was confused by the Gao family, and once misunderstood that the Fucha family was not virtuous, but now she understands that it is all Gao's fault, if it weren't for the Gao family's pretending to be pitiful, their husband and wife would not have drifted apart, and the Fucha family would not have died at a young age.
But now, Fucha is married to Hongxu......
Hongli took a deep breath, she had made a lot of efforts to prevent the Fucha clan from marrying Hongxu, but they all failed, and the Fucha clan also resented her because of this.
Yao Jiaxin glanced at Hong Li's face full of love and hatred, and the fire of gossip in her heart was burning.
Gee! My wife in my previous life is now your brother and daughter-in-law!
What kind of bloody dog?!
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