Under the shadow of the moon, the flower branches are oblique, and the shadows are sparse. The evening breeze blew, blowing the silver-encrusted pendant on her earlobe, and it was cold and cold around her neck. She turned to look at his departing back, long and jade, dominating the world, as mighty as ever. She wanted to chase after him, hug him, and tell him that there was no one else in her heart but him.

But she was faintly afraid, if she really asked about Chu Zifu, how should she speak? When she was young, her original heart sprouted, and she was also touching, and she couldn't be that he never existed.

Su Hehe followed behind Zhao Zhen with a hundred steps, turned out from the hidden place at this time, passed by Mo Lan's side, stopped his steps, his face was cold and colorless, his tone was as cold as a thousand years of ice, and he said in a low voice: "You, do it yourself." ”

After saying that, he quickly chased after the royal driver, leaving Moran far behind.

It was night, and the weather was getting hotter and hotter, and there was no coolness. At the end of the day, the clouds finally obscured the moonlight, the wind whined the branches, and the rain poured down.

The rain continued, and Moran had no sleep, tossing and turning. She got up and took out the needle and thread, embroidered a pillow for Zifei, and didn't know how long she had embroidered, her mind was not in this needle and thread, and finally pricked her hand, the red blood stains stained her fingertips, and quickly overflowed like a leaky porcelain bowl, she took her fingers into her mouth, and the smell of blood came to her nose. A sharp pain in my heart was like a needle piercing the tip of my chest.

When the rain stopped and the cool night breeze blew into the house wrapped in the fragrance of flowers and plants, Moran got up and stood by the window, stretched his stiff posture, and exhaled deeply into the dark night sky, only then did he feel better. Finally a little sleepy, turned around and was about to go to bed, but saw a figure in the garden, the gauze lamp was shining, hazy, at first glance, Mo Lan was startled. When she reacted, she didn't even care about putting on her coat, so she hurriedly ran to the outhouse, pushed open the door, and folded into the palace wall alley into the garden.

Her heart was pounding, she had been taught all her life to be demure and gentle, and she had never run like this. She couldn't hear anything else, only her own gasps, and she couldn't think about anything but run to him.

He still came, he still came.

There were tears in her eyes, but they were smiling, and the smile was more beautiful than she had ever been.

It was he who came, and even if he was so angry, he was still reluctant.

The rain and mist swirled among the flower branches, the shadows of the trees swayed, Moran ran to the bottom of the trees, looked left and right, but he was nowhere to be seen. The smile gradually lost its warmth, and it hung stiffly on his lips. She stepped on the muddy water, and her shoes, socks, and dress were soaked. She stood in the shade of a tree for a long time, and looked into her room, where the candles flickered, and the room was dark.

On the second day, Mo Lanqiang cheered up and went to duty, and after waiting for a day, he didn't see Zhao Zhen, and even Zhou Huaizheng was not there. At dinner, I heard from the palace people that the official family drove Huifu Garden last night, and it rained halfway and contracted the wind and cold.

Fortunately, at the end of the day, Zhou Huaizheng sent someone to Cuiwei Pavilion to ask Mo Lan to serve tea in front of the palace. Mo Lan hurriedly changed his clothes, tied his hair in a bun, and deliberately took out the burnt blue inlaid gold flower bracelet that Zhao Zhen gave him when he was in Gongyi that day and put it on, lined with plain white sleeves, which became more and more eye-catching.

I remember that when she was first sent to Renming Hall on duty, Mo Lan once came to Huifu Garden and gave Shang Lindong a purse that she had specially instructed to make. Now when I come here again, I only feel that the cliffs are more lofty and magnificent than that day. Mo Lan took the new tea and was about to enter the hall, but Qianhua stopped him under the porch and said with a smile: "The beauty doesn't like others to enter the hall, so it's better to let me enter it." She took the lacquer plate from Moran's hand, and a clever palace man next to her hurriedly lifted the bamboo curtain and invited her into the hall.

There are more than ten jade hook cloud pattern lamps lit in the hall, and the jade plate is used as the lamp bottom, and the candle with the size of the arm is lit, which is noble and luxurious, and the room is full of brilliance. Zhao Zhen was wearing a bright yellow and silver thread embroidered five-clawed dragon cloud pattern bedclothes, holding a scroll in his hand, leaning on a rattan chair to read. Because he was infected with the wind and cold, he removed all the ice cubes in the hall, leaving only two palace people standing on one side and gently shaking the fan. Shang Meiren knelt on the cushion and beat his legs for him according to Zhao Zhen. Seeing Qianhua coming in, he hurriedly got up, took the tea, served it to Zhao Zhen, and said softly: "Official, please drink tea to quench your thirst." ”

Zhao Zhen let out a faint "um", put down the scroll in his hand, took the tea, took a sip, and said with a colorless face: "This is the tea of the Fengcha Division?" Did they send someone? ”

Shang Meiren raised her smile, like crape myrtle flowers blooming in summer, beautiful and delicate. She said softly: "Regardless of whether this tea is brewed by the tea division or not, it is late at this time, and the official family is sick, so it is better to go to bed early." Seeing that Zhao Zhen was about to put the tea cup, Qianhua hurriedly caught it, put it in the lacquer plate, and bowed down.

The sky is full of stars, and the Milky Way spans the sky, like surging water. Occasionally, fireflies flew by, and Mo Lan remembered the festival and muttering love words that Zhao Zhen gave her on the day of Qixi Festival, and she felt in a trance and relaxed. When the lights in the hall gradually dimmed, there was a Shang Palace out of the hall, and the palace people who were waiting under the corridor said: "The official family has slept peacefully, and those who have no night duty can retreat." ”

Moran was stunned for a moment and responded, "Yes." ”

She retreated with the attendants, walking on the road, the bracelet loosely swinging with her wrist and arm, and her heart was empty. She originally thought that she didn't care, even if she had already understood that he was the emperor, and the six palaces were fandel, how could he belong to only one person? He had never seen the concubines in front of her, let alone been intimate with them in front of her, and as the days passed, she deceived herself into thinking that they did not exist.

She even thought that even if it existed, it would not be a barrier between the two.

Today, I suddenly saw him staying in the side hall, and thought that he and other women were also in love, lingering and compassionate, and suddenly realized that even if he could keep his distance from the concubines in front of her, he could not change the fact that they were his favorite concubines. He is an emperor, and his favor and affection must not be given to just one of them.

Thinking of this, her heart was filled with sorrow.

A few days later, the queen mother saw that Congguang Congde had no news, and hurriedly sent her cronies to inquire, and at this time the post envoy came with the news, saying that Liu Congde, the head of the Enzhou soldiers and horses, saw the poor people in the Jianghuai area on the way back to Beijing, so he personally gave food and alms to the people begging on the roadside, but unexpectedly contracted the plague.

Now he is rebreathing, and his life is on the line.

When the Queen Mother heard this, she lost all her thoughts, fell into the throne, and was unable to stand up again.

Zhao Zhen was furious when he heard this, scolded the person who reported the report, and personally assigned the imperial doctor to diagnose and treat him. Less than three days later, Liu Congde died at the age of 24. According to the Song system, if the elder brother dies, the younger brother needs to serve a year of mourning, during which no marriage is allowed, no auspicious ceremony is premeditated, and those who serve as officials must resign.

When Zifei heard the news, he felt that the five thunders were on the top, and he suddenly lost his opinion. As soon as this incident came out, Congguang was bound to be grief-stricken, and how could he have the heart to think about his children again. Congguang not only can't ask the Queen Mother for her anymore, but it may be difficult to see her even in a year. At this time, she couldn't help but envy Ru Roulai, although she was just a girl, she could stay by his side openly, comfort each other gently, and be inseparable.

She waited in the Tongjian Pavilion every day, for fear that he would not be able to find her when he came back for a while. How she wished she could snuggle up to him at this moment, comfort him, serve him, talk to him, and make him happy. But she couldn't do anything, she could only put him in her heart across the palace wall and thousands of mountains and rivers, from sunrise and dawn to nightfall, silently thinking about him, depicting his appearance, and reluctant to give up day and night.

She'll have to wait at least a year.

She can wait, but who can predict what will happen in a year's time.

Half a month later, Congguang returned to Beijing with the coffin from De and held a grand funeral ceremony in the house. To the Queen Mother's birthday, although a palace banquet was held, but there was no fun, the Queen Mother's heartache has not healed, and she is disturbed by old diseases, and her health is getting worse.

Min Hua looked at it, suddenly understood things, hid the pain in his heart, and waited in the Cining Hall every day, looking for a way to have fun, and coaxing the queen mother to be happy. Although Zhao Zhen has cumbersome state affairs, he also sends people to carefully return to the things that the Queen Mother eats and does every day, and if he is free, he does not go to the palace of concubines, but only goes to the Cining Palace to rest for a while.

Zhou Huaizheng saw that in recent days, Mo Lan rarely entered the palace to serve, and even if he served tea, he did not stay long. Puzzled, he summoned Moran to the side, and asked carefully: "I was fine some time ago, why haven't I even spoken in the past few days?" ”

Mo Lan didn't want to discuss this matter with anyone, so he said coldly: "You shouldn't talk too much about this matter." ”

Zhou Huaizheng's face was stunned, and he said in his heart: Before the concubine was crowned, he had the temper of a favorite concubine. He has been in the palace for decades, relying on his exquisite skills, and he doesn't want to offend Mo Lan, leaving a legacy of troubles, so he finally endured his temperament and said: "I'm also good for you, I follow the official family a lot on weekdays, what he says, you will do it, don't lose your sense of proportion, and make the official family angry." ”

Mo Lan really didn't want to talk to him about this matter anymore, and he knew that he didn't dare to do anything with himself, so he was rarely able to get back to his temper, and blessed himself and said: "If the eunuch has nothing else to do, the slave and maid will retire first." ”

The two of them were stiff, and suddenly saw Xia Zhi running over panting, and he didn't salute Zhou Huaizheng, but first grabbed Mo Lan and said, "The official called you, hurry up to the front of the palace." ”

The hall was silent, and ice cubes were added to the large porcelain jar, and the fog slowly rose. Zhao Zhen looked down at the concerto, and there was a beauty next to him wearing a Suzhou embroidered purple light gauze skirt, shaking the pu fan lightly, and said with a smile: "The sixth brother hall is cool and comfortable, compared to the Scarlet Smoke Palace, and you have to save every possible way with a little ice." ”

Zhao Zhen didn't say no, didn't raise his head, and said lightly: "If you want to make a drink for the Queen Mother, you should study hard, don't be bad and make the Queen Mother unhappy." ”

Min Hua rubbed her head in front of Zhao Zhen, pouted and smiled: "The eldest lady will not dislike me, she loves to drink whatever I do." I heard the palace people say that the palace people who serve the tea division are the best at making drinks, so I found them myself. ”

The sun was scorching in August, and the heat was unbearable. Occasionally, the summer breeze blows, but it is also warm and makes people tired. Morando didn't talk to Zhao Zhen for a few days, and when he was summoned by him at this time, he had a sense of being closer to home and more timid.

She hesitated for a moment under the porch, and with courage she stepped into the hall with her skirt lifted.

Zhao Zhen was talking to Minhua, and when he saw Mo Lan coming in, he lowered his head and only looked at the music. Mo Lan thought that Zhao Zhen wanted to see him and entered the palace, but when he saw someone else, he hurriedly faded the smile on his lips, and said respectfully: "The official family is blessed, the princess is blessed." ”

The hall is cool, and there are bouquets of newly picked flowers in the morning, and the dark fragrance is looming.

Minhua looked at Mo Lan carefully, and saw that she was wearing a light purple top, an apricot yellow Yuehua long skirt, and a hanging bun, and the hairpin was all faded, and only a purple and red peony was on her sideburns. Although Min Hua felt that she was a little too glamorous among the palace people, she had a sense of gentleness and tranquility in her charming place, and she also liked it.

She smiled and said, "You are the best at making drinks in the tea department?" ”

Mo Lan bowed his head and said respectfully: "The slave and maid are ashamed, but they have been serving in front of the palace for a long time, digging into all kinds of drinks every day, and gradually practice makes perfect." ”

Min Hua liked the way she spoke without being humble or arrogant, "I heard that ginger honey water can nourish the skin, and it is also good for the elderly to eat it, can you teach me to do it?" ”

Mo Lan raised his head slightly, and saw that the princess was wearing a huge emerald jade around her neck, which was worn with a gold chain as thin as silk threads and pressed against the neckline, which was very simple and luxurious.

She smiled lightly: "In fact, ginger honey water not only nourishes the skin, but also drives away cold, warms people's whole body and makes the blood feel comfortable, both men and women can drink it." The princess could send someone to grind fresh ginger into a paste, mix a spoonful of honey with a spoonful of ginger paste, rinse it with boiling hot water, and drink a cup each morning and after dinner. ”

Seeing that she was dressed up fresh and spoke smartly, Min Hua liked it in her heart, and said to Zhao Zhen: "Sixth brother, I like her, you can give her to me." ”

Although Zhao Zhen watched the music, his ears kept paying attention to what they were saying.

Suddenly, when he heard Minhua say that he liked Mo Lan, he couldn't help but smile, and when he heard her say that he was going to take Mo Lan away, his face sank, and he said fiercely: "No." ”

Seeing that his face was angry, Minhua pouted and said in a low voice: "If you can't do it, you can't do it, what a fierce one." He looked at Mo Lan again and said: "You go to the Scarlet Smoke Hall to live for three days, in addition to ginger honey water, I also want to make perilla drink, plum blossom wine, papaya juice, sweet bean soup, Shen perfume ......"

Zhao Zhen listened to Minhua's more and more talking, his heart was displeased, and he reprimanded: "You better make ginger honey water first, Mo Lan can't follow you, and Funing Hall can't leave her." ”

Min Hua smiled first: "Your name is Mo Lan, it's really Hui Zhenlan heart, it's not bad at all." ”

Mo Lan hurriedly bowed down and said, "Princess Xie praises." ”

Min Hua begged Zhao Zhen again: "Sixth brother, just lend me a day!" ”

Zhao Zhen glanced at Mo Lan, and saw that she looked calm and stood quietly on the side with her head slightly bowed, and the peony medicine between her temples was charming and colorful, her heart moved, and she straightened her face, and said: "If the harem concubines are all like you, what do you want to drink, and they all come to Funing Hall to send people, then there are no rules." ”

Seeing that Zhao Zhen's face did not loosen, and knowing that he was the most obedient, Minhua was depressed, and whispered: "I have been an official for more than ten years, and I am still so stingy." ”

Moran listened and smiled.

Zhao Zhen looked at the two of them with a frown for some reason, and Minhua hurriedly made a boo gesture towards Mo Lan. At this time, someone from the palace walked into the palace and said, "Princess, the queen mother is about to wake up, and the eldest lady asks you to go back to the Cining Palace." ”

When Min Hua heard this, he lifted his feet and walked out, and smiled at Mo Lan again: "I'll go back and try it first, and if I don't do well, I'll come back to you." ”

Moran hurriedly bowed and said, "Yes." ”

After Minhua left, there were only two people left in the hall, and they didn't know how to speak, and they were slightly embarrassed. Seeing that Zhao Zhen was speechless, Mo Lan was disappointed, and was about to bow down and leave the hall, when he suddenly heard Zhao Zhen calling: "You come here." ”

Moran walked over slowly, not daring to look at him, only standing on one side.

The hall was extremely quiet, and the subtle sound of ice cubes breaking in the large porcelain jar could almost be heard, Zhao Zhen pondered for a moment before pointing to the cold tea and said, "Go and change the tea." ”

After Mo Lan changed the tea, Zhao Zhen asked her to study the ink again, and after the ink was studied, she asked her to pack up the books, and when everything was done and there was really nothing to do, he said: "You go down." ”

Moran didn't dare to cross and said, "Yes." When I arrived at the gate of the hall, I felt unwilling, so I turned around and called softly: "Liulang......"

Zhao Zhen happened to be looking at her, looking at each other, all of them were friendship.

He hadn't heard Moran call him like this for a long time, he only felt affection, his heart was crisp, and there seemed to be a thousand knots in his throat, so he couldn't speak, and it took a long time to say "um".

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew the bamboo curtain up, blowing on Mo Lan's body, blowing her skirt fluttering, and even the peony flowers on her head overflowed with a dark fragrance. She said softly, "Your anger can be dissipated......

Zhao Zhen looked at her, his brows furrowed slightly, but he didn't answer.

Moran said to himself: "He is my cousin, and after my father died, I lived with my mother in my uncle's house. Because he was born on the same day and month as me, when he was at my uncle's house, he always celebrated his birthday one day first, and I postponed it one day. Seeing that Zhao Zhen didn't stop it, she mustered up the courage to continue: "That night, it was my grandmother who asked him to give me a birthday gift, and I talked about my sister's marriage, so I said a few more words to him. As he spoke, he stretched out the nine-bend plain pattern flat silver bracelet on his hand to Zhao Zhen's eyes, and said in a low voice: "This is the silver bracelet." ”

Zhao Zhen looked at the snow-white crisp arms, quite pleasing to the eye, and looked up at her appearance, and saw that the skin was delicate and soft, the eyes were like apricots, the lips were red without dotting, and the eyebrows were green without painting, and he didn't feel that he was stunned.

Moran blushed at him, and called softly: "Liulang......"

Only then did Zhao Zhen react, took out a jade comb from his sleeve robe, and whispered: "Actually, on that day, I wanted to give this to you as a birthday gift." ”

Mo Lan took it, and saw that the comb was extremely thin, carved from a whole piece of Hetian jade, and there were three blooming peonies on the handle, wrapped around the leaves with branches, sparse and elegant. Mo Lan was emotional, stroked the comb, and said lightly: "The widow has a low comb bun, and Lian Juan sweeps his eyebrows." Two lovers all day long, haggard for you, a hundred flowers. ”

Emotions moved, tears full of tears.

Zhao Zhen leaned over to her ear and said softly: "Such a lovesick person, why not you!" After that, he helped her wipe away her tears, and said tenderly: "Since you say this, I believe you so." Just ......"

Moran burst into tears and smiled, asking, "Just what?" ”

Zhao Zhen was still serious, pinched her cheek, and replied, "It's just that it's not an example." ”

The two smiled tacitly, and Zhao Zhen saw that Mo Lan still had tears in his eyes, but the corners of his mouth raised a smile, and he felt even more poignant and moving, and couldn't help but kiss the corner of her lips. This kiss finally released the sadness and depression of the past few days, as if the breath that could not be spit out on the chest suddenly spit out, relaxed and happy, comfortable and peaceful.

Within a few days, Min Hua really came over twice in three days to ask Mo Lan how to cook the drink and make the finished product, and always took it to the Funing Hall first for Zhao Zhen to taste. Zhao Zhen was sometimes too lazy to greet her, so he looked for Su and coping.

Su and He is a thousand-year-old ice, where will there be any good words, it is nothing more than: too salty, too sweet, too light, not delicious, tasteless, and so on. If he suddenly said two words one day: Generally, Minhua jumped up with joy, and if he couldn't find the southeast and northwest for a few days, he would cook a few large jars and send them to others from palace to palace.

In this way, the sun rises and the moon sets, and it is early autumn.

The palace removed the ice supply, put away the bamboo curtains, put on autumn clothes, and under the palace wall in front of the corridor, it was also replaced with various colors of marigolds, begonias, drunken butterfly flowers, osmanthus flowers, etc., which were still purple and red, and the fallen flowers were colorful.

Zifei hadn't seen Congguang for three or four months, and the official family assigned other officials to come to Tongjian Hall to continue compiling historical books, and the palace people were also the same as before, each performing their own duties. After a long time, Zifei also got tired, and his expression became more and more indifferent. Before meeting Liu Congguang, although the palace was depressed, he didn't feel sad. Now without Liu Congguang, the world is empty, with neither hope nor ideas. I just feel that eating is boring, reading books is boring, and even Moran doesn't want to see it, so he sits in the room and meditates all day long.

However, the more I didn't see him, the clearer his voice and appearance became, and those bad memories seemed to be gone, leaving only the good ones, those tender ones, replaying them in my mind day after day, and the more time passed, the more I felt that I couldn't let go of him.

It turns out that it is already so deeply loved.

As the autumn deepened, Zhao Qing, the king of Qinghe County, led the princess Lu Shang into the palace to ask the queen mother for peace, and the queen mother postponed her physical discomfort and was inconvenient to see guests, so she sent them away. Shang Shen has lived in the boudoir for a long time, and he has not even been out of the house a few times, and when he comes to the palace at this time, he feels strange and frightening. She carefully held Zhao Qing's hand, and said with a childish expression: "Official, your hands are so warm." ”

Zhao Qing didn't answer her, just let her lead her and slowly walked under the palace wall.

In the courtyard of Cining Palace, tall trees are planted, and the seeds of various colors are scattered at will in the middle of the tree, let them grow, and are equipped with special people to fertilize them, so that the flowers in the courtyard are full of flowers all year round, and the flowers are undefeated.

Zhao Qing led Shang Shen through the small stone road in the forest, thinking that he could avoid seeing Minhua. But on the contrary, Minhua made people come with a drink from a large porcelain jar. Zhao Qing felt a dull pain in his heart, but he still said calmly: "Shang Shen, this is Princess Minhua." ”

Shang Shen listened, let go of Zhao Qing's hand, and bowed down to say goodbye.

Even though it is late autumn, there are still birds nesting in the forest, and the sound of chirping is endless. Shang Shen's voice was thin and soft, but when it came to his ears, it was five thunderbolts.

Finally met again, such a narrow road meeting.

Min Hua sneered, maintained the princess's prestige, and helped Shang Shen falsely, saying, "The princess doesn't have to be polite. Just a few words, but it almost used up her life's strength. She didn't dare to look at Zhao Qing, afraid that with just one glance, she would be doomed. She knew she couldn't look at him, she couldn't look at him, but how could her eyes be separated from him.

He still looks cheerful and indifferent, wearing a grade court uniform, standing in the forest, majestic and solemn. The autumn sun passed through the trees, mottled and reflected on him. His expression was obscure, as if he was looking at Minhua, and as if he was looking at somewhere behind her. There was a wind blowing, blowing the sleeves of his wide brocade robe, rippling layers of ripples, as if he was fluttering, as if those years of absence had never passed, the two were still as young as they were children, Lang rode a bamboo horse, and the two had no suspicion.

Shang Shen was timid, half hiding beside him, bowing his head and locking his eyebrows, cramped and uneasy.

Minhua held back her tears and turned her head, let Yu Dao beside her, and shook her sleeves and said, "You go first." ”

Zhao Qing's face was slightly sluggish, but he raised a light smile and said respectfully: "The minister retires." ”

He took Shang Shen's hand and strode past her. The air around him swirled, and his breath rushed to his face. She was at a loss, and tears flowed down her eyes, irrepressibly, like the Yellow River bursting its banks. At that moment, heaven and earth were silent, only grief and grief, liver and intestines were broken.

Shang Shen was almost dragged by Zhao Qing, she began to wrap her feet when she was a child, and she never walked quickly, so she felt really hard. After leaving the Cining Palace, Zhao Qingcai let go of her hand, and her heart kept sinking, sinking, sinking to endless places.

Shang Shen carefully tugged at his sleeve and said softly, "Official, go slowly." ”

Zhao Qing turned his head to look at her, saw her sweating, panting, remembering that her little feet were as thin as lotus petals, and he felt pity and guilt in his heart, so he hurriedly held her hand and slowed down his pace.

In the Cining Palace, the Queen Mother had just had lunch and tasted the Shen perfume made by Minhuaxin, and when she saw that her face was not good, she thought that she had bumped into Zhao Qing, and she didn't feel distressed. The Queen Mother stroked her hand and said: "The marriage between people has its own destiny, like me and your father, if I didn't play drums and sing music outside the Suzaku Gate that day, if your father didn't lift the curtain at that time, life would be a different scene." In the future, if you meet someone who can truly be with you for the rest of your life, you will know that today's pain is as small as a cloud, and it is nothing. After a pause, he said: "I think I have been hiding in Zhang Qi's house for fifteen years, and how many people know about the bitterness?" But now that I think about it, I feel that reading and stroking the piano every day is also a quiet time. The passage of time is like water, and it is the best antidote to everything. ”

Min Hua hooked his lips and raised a smile, bitter and astringent, and said, "But I don't want any good people, I just want Brother Qing." Even if one day, I marry someone else, he will always remain in my heart, irreplaceable. ”

The Queen Mother looked at her with sad eyes, and wanted to comfort: "Minhua, you ......" Before the words were finished, she was stopped by Minhua and said with a smile: "It's time for the eldest lady to take a nap!" With that, he got up and told the concubine to prepare bedding.

The Queen Mother looked at Minhua's back, she was wearing a luxurious princess brocade robe and a noble crown, but she was so lonely and helpless, she felt that her heart was about to break.

Due to the Mid-Autumn Festival, the DPRK and China have a three-day holiday. Early in the morning, the queen took the concubines to the Ciyuan Hall to greet the queen mother, and the concubines welcomed everyone in the outer hall, please sit in the side hall and wait, but the queen entered the dormitory to serve the queen mother to freshen up.

Because the queen mother and queen were not there, the concubines scattered and sat down one after another, and Yingying Yanyan said homely words. You said that the newly picked sideburns this morning, she took out the bracelet newly given by the official family yesterday, so nagging, it was lively.

In the hall, Lin Dong was the only one standing, and there was a cultivator of higher rank than Lin Dong who asked earnestly: "Why don't Shang Meiren sit?" Isn't it tiring to stand? Lin Dong did not hide the pampering on his face, glanced at Dong Xiuyi, and did not answer.

Dong Xiuyi lost face, and she was not angry, and said with a rhetorical smile: "Yes, the stools that our sisters sit on are just ordinary vermilion lacquer square armchairs, and the queen sits on a noble one, not only with gold lacquer, but also with a golden phoenix." As he spoke, he deliberately looked at Lin Dong and said, "It's a pity, I don't even have a stool for you and me." Although you have received a lot of favor, how can you compare with the dignity of the queen. ”

Although Lindong's rank is low, she has always favored the sixth palace, and she makes trouble on weekdays, and even Zhao Zhen gives her three points.

She heard that Dong Xiuyi's words seemed to be sarcastic, and she wanted to show off in front of everyone, and said in her heart: What's wrong with sitting on a stool, with the support of the officials, see who dares to take me. Thinking so, he called the palace people and said, "Move the gold-lacquered armchair here." ”

Seeing that there was a shallow anger on her face, the palace people dared to be lazy, so they hurriedly moved the chair over and invited her to sit down.

When the concubines saw her like this, they didn't dare to say much, but just talked silently. It was Li Meiren, who hurriedly whispered in her ear: "My sister's actions are too public, if the Queen Mother knows, I am afraid it will be difficult to clean up." ”

Lin Dong actually regretted it a long time ago, and he had a good face, if he left his seat at this time and spread it out later, wouldn't it be a joke. In my heart, I turned a thousand times, and suddenly heard a palace person call outside the palace: "The queen mother and the queen have arrived." ”

Lin Dong was frightened in his heart, and hurriedly got up and stood quietly, but he didn't want to, and after waiting for half an hour for tea, the palace people said again: "The Queen Mother suddenly felt uncomfortable and went back to the dormitory." ”

Lin Dong breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down again, only to feel that there was nothing behind him, as if there was nothing, and when he reacted, it was too late. With a thud, he fell to the ground, his feet facing the sky, and was extremely indecent. The concubines and palace people in the room all looked at each other, and they couldn't help laughing.

Qianhua was waiting under the porch, and when she saw Lindong falling, she hurriedly came in to help her, and said with concern: "Beauty, are you okay?" ”

Lin Dong leaned on Qianhua and stood up, but he was annoyed in his heart, so he slapped Qianhua first, and then said fiercely: "Dead girl, I don't even know that the stool has been moved, look at how I will clean you up when I go back!" He swept everyone over with cold eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Who moved my stool, and before the official family came, he hurriedly pleaded guilty." Otherwise, when I tell the officials, one by one will not be spared. ”

She said fiercely, leaving no room for anything, and the concubines were busy holding back their laughter, and they didn't dare to offend her, so they only said: "We all look outside, and we don't even dare to move around, where can we move your stool." ”

Concubine Feng Xian sipped tea with a smile and let them mess around.

However, after a long time, the official family came from the Funing Palace, he first went to see the queen mother, and then brought the queen over, the concubines did not have time to say goodbye, Lin Dong knelt in front of the official family, and cried: "Please make the official family the master for the concubines!" ”

Zhao Zhen saw her crying so much that she was crying, so he hurriedly helped her up, led her to sit beside him, and said softly: "Don't cry, tell me if you have anything." ”

Lin Dong covered his face with a handkerchief, secretly glanced at the faces of His Highness and the others, and did not speak, just cried. Zhao Zhen saw that she was crying pitifully, and he also took out a handkerchief to help her wipe her tears, and said softly: "If you have suffered any grievances, even if you say it, don't worry, I will naturally make decisions for you." Don't cry, lest you hurt yourself by crying. ”

The concubines sitting in the hall saw that the official family was so warm and soft to Lindong, they were both envious and jealous, Jingshu was cold, turned their heads and didn't look at it, and their fate was like leaving to call for new tea.

At this time, Lang Yuehu sat up from the seat, stood in the hall, and said: "The official, the concubine knows why Shang Meiren is so sad. Lin Dong shrunk in Zhao Zhen's arms, crying breathlessly.

Zhao Zhen remembered that Mo Lan was burned that day, and she also stood up to help Mo Lan speak. Thinking about it like this, I didn't feel a little more favorable, and said, "Tell me about it." ”

Lang Yue has been snubbed by the official family in the palace for a long time, and knows that Shang Lindong is the most favored by the official family, and has always wanted to make friends with her. I have given her several Boxing gifts in the past, but they have all been returned. Now that the opportunity is in front of me, I don't want to miss it.

She was dressed in a red placket embroidered butterfly gown, standing in the hall, and she was also well-mannered. She said gently: "Shang Meiren was teased by the palace people, and when she sat down, she was taken away from the stool and fell. ”

Zhao Zhen listened, and while soothing the beauty in his arms, he reprimanded: "Who is so bold that he dares to tease a beauty, and there are no rules." ”

Saying this, Lindong cried even more sadly.

Concubine Feng Xian couldn't sit still at this time, and knelt in the center of the hall, "It was the concubine who sent someone to move the stool." ”

Zhao Zhen's face was gloomy, "I remember that Concubine Feng Xian used the word "Xian" as her title at that time, just because of her dignified and virtuous temperament, how could she do such a ridiculous thing now? ”

Concubine Feng Xian is neither humble nor arrogant, "Lin Dong is just a three-grade beauty, but she does not abide by her duties, so that the palace people move the queen's phoenix seat to sit, so it is not a proper system, and the concubines are also angry, please forgive the officials." ”

Zhao Zhen listened, and asked Lin Dong first, "What Concubine Xian said is true?" ”

Lin Dong hurriedly knelt down along the stool and cried: "The concubine really has no intention of offending the queen, but she just asked the palace people to move to sit on the stool because she saw that the stool was good-looking." ”

Zhao Zhen was displeased, seeing that there were still tears on her face, she couldn't help but be impatient and said: "You are too reckless, the palace rules are the palace rules, how can you blaspheme at will, can you sit in the queen's seat?" ”

Jing Shu first heard Zhao Zhen say slowly, and felt quite angry, and then heard the sentence "Can you sit in the queen's seat", she only raised her eyebrows and was overjoyed. She knew that Zhao Zhen didn't really want to blame Lindong, it was better to give a favor, she smiled and said gently: "The so-called ignorant is not guilty, Shang Meiren doesn't know that there is such a rule in the palace, and no one tells her, just forget it this time." ”

Zhao Zhen heard Jingshu say this, and saw that Lin Dong's face was full of tears, and he was very pitiful, so he stretched out his hand to help her up, and said, "Since the queen said this, I will spare you once, and I will not take you as an example." After a pause, he asked softly, "But it hurt you?" ”

Hearing what the official family said, Lin Dong really felt a little painful, and pressed his stomach and said, "It hurts a little here." ”

Zhao Zhen didn't believe that a fall would hurt his stomach at all, but he still reached over and rubbed it, and said with a smile: "I just asked you casually, you took it seriously." The concubines also felt that Lin Dong was pampered and arrogant, and seeing that the official family was so close to her, they were a little more jealous of her.

Lin Dong said it casually, but unexpectedly, he felt that his stomach was really hurting more and more, and it was unbearable. Her face was instantly pale as paper, and beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on her head.

Zhao Zhen was in a hurry, hurriedly hugged her and put her on the imperial court, and summoned the imperial doctor to follow her to Huifu Garden in person. The concubines did not dare to leave without permission, and they all followed the royal car to Huifu Garden, and the palace people were busy, and the atmosphere was depressing and tense.

Concubine Feng Xian was also afraid, if she really got her life, she would be unable to get out of the relationship.