On the thirteenth day of the first month of the eleventh year of Yong'an, the elite people helped the palace maid Luoying's hand to step into the Luoxue Pavilion and asked for peace to the most noble women in the harem except for filial piety and the queen mother.

The elite is wearing a waist palace dress embroidered with butterflies in pink, and a lily bun is tied on his head, and a few beaded flowers in the style of pink roses are embellished. On the left bun, a broken jade shaped like a grape is shaken.

Every time a talented person takes a step, the step will shake back and forth. Tiny spots of light hit the green silk on the side of her ear, full of aura.

In the inner hall of the Luoxue Pavilion, Concubine Qing was sitting next to the small table of the low kang, gossiping with Lingxi about her parents.

Qing Concubine's left sentence Ye Guifei Niangniang, and the right sentence Ye Guifei Niangniang, stopped abruptly when she saw the elite talent.

The elite walked in front of Lingxi, raised his eyes and glanced at Lingxi, and showed a timid and shy look on his face. She bent down and said in a soft voice, "Concubine, see Ye Guifei Niangniang, Ye Guifei Niangniang Wanfu." ”

After Lingxi asked her to get up, she turned around and bowed to Concubine Qing, bowed her head, and said, "Concubine please this sister." ”

Qing Concubine stood up from the low kang with a surprised face, she looked at Jing Concubine's appearance in a daze, and she was speechless.

Lingxi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said lightly to Concubine Qing, "Concubine Qing......"

The corners of Qing Concubine's mouth twitched slightly, and she barely squeezed out a smile, and said, "Elite people, please get up quickly." ”

Jingcai got up, showed a timid smile at Concubine Qing, and said, "Concubine Xie Qing, sister." ”

Qing Concubine looked at Lingxi's face and smiled cautiously, "Ye Guifei Niangniang, this ......"

"You go back." Lingxi frowned slightly, as if she was not satisfied with the fuss made by Qing Concubine, "It's getting more and more useless." ”

Lingxi's reprimand, Qing Concubine's face immediately turned slightly pale, and she said goodbye to Lingxi and left, holding the palace maid's hand.

The lotus leaf took a small few, put it very close to the spirit rhino, and then waved his hand and went out with all the palace people in the hall.

When no one was around, Lingxi stretched out his hand and pointed at the carved flower for a few moments, and said indifferently, "Sit down." ”

The elite man lifted his skirt and carefully sat down on the low table, still with that timid expression on his face.

"There is no doubt...... Lingxi asked.

"The spices given by the mother are excellent, put a little bit of it in the incense burner, and you can ......" Jingcai reached out to hold the tea cup on his side, revealing his right hand that had been bandaged, "The concubine is incompetent, and she broke a glass vase when the emperor did not get up, but fortunately, the emperor said that it is not precious, otherwise the concubine will die and will not be guilty." ”

Lingxi put her mind at ease, she looked at Jingcairen's skin like a newborn baby, and said, "I really can't see a trace." ”

Jingcai put his hand on his fair and tender face, and said with a slight smile, "Do you still like the concubine's new mask?" ”

Lingxi narrowed his eyes and nodded slightly, "Let's go back......"

The elite got up, said goodbye to Lingxi, and walked out of the Falling Snow Pavilion.

In the garden of Yongshou Palace, Concubine Qing did not leave. She stood in the snow and greeted the elite when she saw her come out from a distance.

Jingcairen's beautiful eyes flashed, and he just wanted to go down to say goodbye to Qing Concubine, but was supported by Qing Concubine's hand.

Concubine Qing stared at Jingcairen's face, and said with a meaningful smile, "Sister Jing, she looks like an old man." ”

"The deceased?" Jingcai had a timid smile on his face and said, "Sister Qing, can you tell the concubine, which old man is the concubine like?" When Ye Guifei Niangniang saw the concubine just now, she actually said the word 'too similar', and the concubine was terrified, and she really didn't know ......."

Qing Concubine circled around Jingcai twice, raised the corners of her mouth and smiled, "Isn't it too similar?" The shape, appearance, and voice are exactly the same. What the hell are you playing?! ”

The elite talent was looked at by Qing Concubine like this, and showed a restrained look on his face.

When Concubine Qing said the three words Concubine Wangui, Jingcairen looked at Concubine Qing with a shocked expression, "Sister Qing, what did you say?" You say Wan Gui Concubine? Concubine, concubine ......" Jingcairen's face turned pale, revealing a look of sudden realization, and she muttered in a panic, "I'm going to see the emperor, I'm going to see the emperor......"

A trace of doubt flashed in Concubine Qing's eyes, and she looked at the tearful Jingcai and said, "You are really not her?" ”

"I, I'm ......" Jingcai was panicked in the snow, his expression was completely confused, "It turns out that I am like a noble concubine, it turns out that I ......"

"Don't turn around!" Qing Concubine shouted and sneered, "It's your blessing to be like her, live with her grace!" ”

said to Luo Ying, who was on the side of the elite talent, "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you help your family back quickly." If there is a mistake in this, see the emperor cut off your head! ”

Luo Ying was only thirteen years old, and when she saw Qing Concubine's words, she trembled and knelt on the ground.

Qing Concubine glanced at the talented man who was already crying, and slowly left with Qiuluo's hand.

It wasn't until Qing Concubine walked away that Luo Ying got up from the ground trembling. She hurriedly supported the crumbling Jingcairen, bowed her head and said, "Jingcairen, the slave will help you go back." ”

Jingcai covered her face with a handkerchief and let out a choked sob, and Ren Luoying helped her out of the Yongshou Palace.

In the Luoxue Pavilion, Xiao Dezi replied to Lingxi, "Niangniang, the slave saw Qing Concubine embarrassed Jingcai with his own eyes, and Jingcai only cried vigorously, and couldn't say a word." ”

Lingxi nodded slightly, and said to the lotus leaf beside him, "Jingcai is the emperor's new favorite, backup congratulatory gifts to send over." ”

Lotus nodded and turned to go down.

Jingcai people are sick, and they only inherit the grace of one day and become sick.

That night, Emperor Yong'an stayed in the Lingxi Snow Pavilion.

After putting aside the sweat-soaked green silk of the Lingxi, Emperor Yong'an gasped slightly, and said in the ear of the flushed Lingxi, "Lingxi, is she back?" ”

Lingxi's eyes were closed, her eyelashes fluttering slightly from her erratic breathing. After a long time, she whispered, "It's too similar, it's too similar." ”

"Those eyebrows, those eyes, including her voice......" Emperor Yong'an hugged Lingxi to his chest and said in a deep voice, "It's exactly the same, it's not the same." ”

Lingxi listened to Emperor Yong'an's strong and powerful heartbeat, and his ears were slightly numb.

Emperor Yong'an once held her hand, he fell off the horse, and his internal organs were injured, and his life was not long.

In fact, it was not, and afterwards the imperial physician said that Emperor Yong'an fell off the horse, but he woke up in half a day. By the time he returned to the palace, he had recovered most of his body.

In the final analysis, when Emperor Yong'an was laying out for King Ping and King Ning, he was not using this game to test Lingxi.

If Lingxi really handed over the phoenix order, what was waiting for Lingxi at this time was probably either a glass of dove wine or a white silk.

"It's like." Lingxi closed her eyes and said, "But she's not." The concubine went to check, Jingcai entered the palace in the second year of Yong'an, and was excluded by the palace people because of her beautiful appearance, and she only dared to be on an errand at night, and did not dare to let people look at her face. The concubine asked Jingcairen about the smallpox in the sixth year, and she just happened to have a serious illness. But in order to survive in the harem, she only said that she was disfigured in smallpox, so that she could live in peace in the palace......"

Lingxi hugged Emperor Yong'an with both arms and sighed, "It's also a bitter one." ”

Emperor Yong'an lightly swallowed Lingxi's round earlobes and sighed, "Lingxi, do you think this is God's mercy and give me a chance to start again, so that I and Xiaowan can start again?" ”

"Your Majesty ......" Lingxi opened his eyes, looked directly at Emperor Yong'an's face, and said, "The concubine wants to ask a little family......

"You ask." Emperor Yong'an smiled when he heard this, "Let me hear how you can be petty." ”

Lingxi lowered his eyes, lightly swiped his slender fingers on Emperor Yong'an's chest, and said in a flat tone, "The emperor once said that if you are not the king, it is enough to have a concubine and a sister Wan. Now there is a Jing sister, and the concubine is afraid of ......"

Grabbing Lingxi's little hand, the smile on the corner of Emperor Yong'an's mouth became bigger and bigger, "If it's really a little family, if it's such a small family, you haven't told me for a long time." ”

Lingxi pulled out her hand and turned her back to Emperor Yong'an, the brocade-like green silk wrapped around her shoulders, lining her skin more and more white.

"If the concubine always says, the emperor will say that the concubine is jealous." Lingxi's voice carried a hint of grievance, "The emperor is a king, the emperor of all the people in the world, not a concubine alone, and the concubine can't be so selfish......"

"I'm going to be selfish." Emperor Yong'an bullied himself and pressed on Lingxi's body, and said with a smile, "Lingxi, Lingxi......"

"Huh?"

Lingxi was first stunned when he was called by Emperor Yong'an, and then saw a different meaning in Emperor Yong'an's eyes.

Blushing with shame, Lingxi pressed his hand against Emperor Yong'an's chest, lowered his eyes, and asked knowingly, "Your Majesty, is there anything wrong with calling your concubines?" ”

Emperor Yong'an's answer was to summon one after another spirit rhino in the ear of the spirit rhino, which made the spirit rhino's ears itch and laugh out loud.

Finally, the laughter abruptly stopped with an exclamation, followed by a small gasp......

On the seventeenth day of the first month of the eleventh year of Yong'an, just when the elite people became a new thing that the concubines talked about, Mo Concubine gave birth to the eleventh prince for Emperor Yong'an, and the mother and son were safe.

It's just that the birth of Mo Concubine did not make everyone take their eyes off the talented people.

The harem has been silent for too long, so long that these concubines, who are good at intrigue on weekdays, feel that they have lost their value in the harem.

The appearance of elite talents just broke this silence.

All the concubines, whether they were close to An Xiaowan before, or those who had only had a one-sided relationship with An Xiaowan, all stepped into the Hundred Flowers Hall of Yongle Palace with a congratulatory gift, and had a glimpse of the talented people.

Elite people sit in the Hall of Hundred Flowers all day long, like a rare potted plant placed in a conspicuous position, and are wantonly watched.

Her face was slightly pale, her beautiful eyes were full of tears, and her body couldn't stop shaking. His right hand clenched into a fist in his sleeve, remembering in his heart those who walked in front of his eyes one by one......