Wearing a scarf, Mo Lan took the bronze mirror to take care of him, Zhao Zhen looked left and right, "You don't have to change it, I look very good, you can wear it when you practice Keju in the future." Moran looked in the mirror and said with a sly smile: "This color is very suitable for Rokuro, and the face is white and clean, which is better than a woman's skin." ”

Zhao Zhen raised his eyebrows, "You little mouth, are you praising or damaging me?" Having said that, in the end, he stretched his arms with a smile and took her into his arms, his eyes gleamed with a strange streamer, and said softly: "You can always bring unexpected surprises to me." She lay on his chest and listened to his steady heartbeat, feeling comfortable and satisfied. The hall was filled with the fragrance of flowers, and the fragrance was faint, and if there was nothing, it could be intoxicated when it hit the nose.

Because Zhao Zhen was busy dealing with the funeral of the Queen Mother, he had to bow down to everything, worked all day, and did not arrive at the harem for more than ten days. Concubine Yang Defei has the right to associate with the six palaces, and she has never shown her face in front of Zhao Zhen. When he found something today, he didn't go to discuss with the queen, and went straight to the Funing Hall with the palace people.

Walking to the bottom of the corridor, Zhou Huaizheng led people to greet him, asked for peace, and said respectfully: "It's really unfortunate that Concubine De Niangniang came, the official family is taking a nap and hasn't gotten up yet." ”

Concubine De looked at the sky, "It's time to get up at this time in the past." ”

Zhou Huaizheng replied: "Today, because of the queen mother's coffin, the official family deliberately got up early in the morning, and returned to the palace after noon, and even slept late for lunch. ”

Concubine De snorted, held the hand of the palace person, slowly walked back, and said, "I'll go to the imperial garden first, and come back in half an hour." ”

Zhou Huaizheng bowed down to the corridor and said with a smile: "Yes." ”

The dead branches in the imperial garden are slanted horizontally, and the fallen leaves are all over the ground, showing the color of depression in late autumn. The gray clouds were thick and heavy all over the sky, and occasionally the thin sun showed his face, but it was also warm and cold, without any warmth.

Concubine De was aimless, wandering around the flower path to pass the time. From a distance, I saw several people hugging the sedan chair from behind the rockery, and it was rare to see such a battle. Then he asked the man beside him, "Who is that?" ”

Xi Qian took a closer look and replied: "It's Zhang Meiren of the Agarwood Palace." ”

Concubine De sneered, looked at the sky from afar, and said solemnly: "It's just a beauty, relying on the favor of the official family, she dares to be so public." ”

Xi Qian is an old man in the palace, and she has served the concubines of the first emperor before, and she has seen and experienced a lot of things in the palace, and said lightly: "Zhang Meiren is weak, and she has no background at home, so she acts like this, but I am afraid that it is also instigated by the people beside her." Now the official family is greedy for freshness, and when the time passes, sooner or later it will be left behind, and the mother doesn't need to mind. ”

As he spoke, the sedan chair had already walked to him.

When Lang Yue saw Concubine De, she hurriedly got off the sedan chair, bowed down and said, "Blessings to Concubine De." Concubine De personally helped her up, put away her disdain, and said with a smile: "No need to be polite, but you want to go to the Funing Palace to see the official's house?" ”

Lang Yue's face was respectful, and she said busily: "I had nothing to do a few days ago, so I made some jam by myself and saved it for a few days, and it tasted just right today, so I wanted the official family to taste it too." ”

Concubine De bowed her head and said: "It is a blessing for the official family to have a beauty like this." ”

Lang Yue lowered her head and said shyly: "The concubine doesn't dare to be." ”

Because the days are short in autumn, the sun has set obliquely while speaking. Concubine De smiled slightly and said, "I also have something to report to the official family, so it is better for you and me to go together." How dare Lang Yue disagree, she no longer sat in a sedan chair, held Liluo's arm, followed behind Concubine De, and Yingying went to Funing Palace.

After taking a nap, Zhao Zhen wanted to watch the recital, and Mo Lan stood in front of the window grinding ink and serving tea.

Outside the door, there was an attendant who said: "Concubine De Niangniang and Zhang Meiren are here." ”

Zhao Zhen glanced at Mo Lan, she was wearing a sunset purple brocade robe, wearing a green forging armor outside, and was concentrating on grinding juice. Due to a serious illness, the waist is empty, as if it is about to break in the wind.

He put down the fold in his hand and said, "Let them in." ”

Concubine De and Lang Yue walked into the hall with a smile on their faces, looking happy, seeing Zhao Zhen, both of them turned sideways to say goodbye. At this time, Mo Lan put down the cigarette ink in his hand, stepped forward from ten steps away, bowed down and said, "Two mothers are blessed." "Concubine De has never seen Mo Lan, but she is a female official who serves in front of the palace, and she doesn't care.

It's the moon, and my heart is full of sourness.

Zhao Zhen personally helped the two of them up, gave them a seat, and said to Mo Lanyang: "Go make a pot of tea." ”

Moran belched and retreated outside the hall.

Concubine De paid attention to Mo Lan at this time, and saw that her face was like jade, holding a flat bun, and a fresh green chrysanthemum hairpin on her ears and temples, and her makeup posture was somewhat similar to Zhang Meiren.

Restraining her thoughts, Concubine De said: "The concubine has something to come to report, I don't know if she has disturbed the official family?" ”

Zhao Zhen smiled: "It's okay." After a pause, he asked, "Why did you come together?" ”

Lang Yue asked Liluo to hold a small glass bowl and said, "The concubine made some jam a few days ago, and specially sent it to the official family to try it." happened to meet Concubine De Niangniang in the Imperial Garden, so the two came together. ”

Zhao Zhen instructed the attendant to bring the jam away, and smiled: "I am very pleased to see you in harmony." ”

Concubine De said with a smile: "Zhang Meiren has a soft temperament, and she is older than her concubines, she is gentle and humble, respectful and polite everywhere, which is exactly what the concubines want. ”

Hearing this, Lang Yue couldn't help but compliment Concubine De a few words.

As he was talking, Mo Lan had already brought the tea tray into the hall, waited for everyone to hold the tea, and returned to the window to study the ink. Lang Yueduan looked at it, and saw her standing on the side of the desk, her clothes and belts fluttering in the wind, shrouded in the white sun, as quiet as a beautiful flower shining on the water, and there was an inexplicable uneasiness haunting her heart, and she was very frightened.

There was no word in the hall for a while, and there was no silence, only the sound of Moran's grinding was heard, and it rustled.

Zhao Zhen drank tea, the fragrance lingered between his teeth, and he spoke first: "What does Concubine De need to tell you?" ”

Concubine De was young and forgetful, so she remembered what was going on, and said: "It's about the violent death of the people in Huifuyuan Palace, it stands to reason that the official family has handed over this matter to the queen to deal with, and the concubines should not interfere." But the concubines occasionally got clues and didn't dare to hide them. After a pause, he said: "The Sweeper Palace person on duty under the corridor of the concubine's palace has a good sister called Xiaoxia, who is on duty in Huifu Garden. The two chatted in their spare time, talking about the events of that day, and that Xiaoxia said that she had shown her mouth, and the night before the violent death of the people in the Dao Palace, she had seen people in the queen's palace come and go. The concubine didn't believe it at first, and then called Xiaoxia carefully to ask for a long time, and listened to her clearly, but she couldn't find half a flaw. The concubine was afraid that someone was deliberately trying to frame the queen, so she came to explain to the official family......" Before the words were finished, she suddenly heard a sound of "bang", which startled her.

The three of them followed the sound and looked at the window together, only to see a Portuguese gray woolen blanket on the ground, and ink was sprinkled on it, which was instantly sucked by the blanket and dyed a large area black. It turned out that Mo Lan was defenseless, but when he heard Concubine De talk about the shallow birch, he was suddenly frightened in his heart, and his wrist gradually increased his strength without realizing it, and he actually overturned the inkstone to the ground.

Concubine De was interrupted, her brows were furrowed, and she was about to reprimand, but before she could speak, she heard Zhao Zhen ask first: "What's wrong?" The tone is very ordinary, as if it is a trivial matter at home, and there is no hindrance.

Moran hurriedly squatted down to clean up, and said, "It's okay." Her answer was frank and unpretentious.

Seeing that Mo Lan cleaned it up, Zhao Zhen didn't care, and said lightly to Concubine Chaode: "In this case, you can check it out." The people behind this curtain will be severely punished. ”

Concubine De restrained her expression and said busily: "The concubine obeys the order." ”

After Concubine Yang Defei and Zhang Meiren left, Zhao Zhen beckoned Mo Lan to come over and asked, "Why did you smash the inkstone?" ”

Moran pouted and said, "The inkstone is not broken, and I can't pay for it?" ”

Zhao Zhen smiled: "Who made you lose again, why did you sharpen your teeth and sharp mouth." ”

Mo Lan was upset in his heart, and said angrily: "I am a sharp tooth and a sharp mouth, you go to find your gentle and virtuous lady." Then he turned around and was about to go out of the temple.

Zhao Zhen hurriedly got up and grabbed her wrist, and said with a smile helplessly: "Okay, good, I made a mistake, don't you be angry?" It's good if you're seriously ill, don't get annoyed. ”

Moran pursed his face and didn't look at him, frowned, "Then do you know what's wrong?" ”

Zhao Zhen said: "I shouldn't have asked you why you smashed the inkstone." ”

When Mo Lan heard this, he was about to leave, Zhao Zhen knew that he was not right, so he hurriedly took her into his arms, tightly clamped her, and saw that her face was ruddy, and the orchid fragrance baked from time to time between her neck became more and more delicate, so he smiled with a shy face: "Then where am I wrong, can't you tell it clearly?" ”

Moran lingered in his arms for a long time, but he didn't speak. But he has a lot of strength, how can he break free? He looked down to see her blushing little face, and the faint marks on her cheeks were slightly pink. He was full of pity, and couldn't help but lean his head and kiss on the pink mark, and then kissed all the way down his earlobe to his neck.

Mo Lan was kissed by him, and said softly, "You shouldn't be making love with your concubines in front of me." ”

Zhao Zhen was still buried in her shoulder and cheek, gasping and said, "Where did I make love with them." He reached out to untie the brocade button on her chest, and was brushed open by Moran and said, "You are laughing and chatting with them, and you are not affectionate?" ”

He brought her to the side of the case, unbuttoned the brocade with both hands, ripped off the complicated straps, hooked his lips and smiled: "Lady, this is called intimacy, that's just idle talk." ”

Moran twisted to the side, got out of his hand, and said, "That's not going to work, if I'm here in the future, I won't summon them." ”

Zhao Zhen saw that she was panting and disheveled, revealing a large piece of snow-white skin on her chest, and kissed her on the snow muscle. Moran stretched out his hand to his chest and said, "Second, don't joke or gossip with them in front of me." ”

Zhao Zhen frowned, and when he saw Mo Lan's cheeks flushing like a glow, he picked her up sideways, causing her to exclaim, and he smiled: "Okay, I also agreed." With that, he carried her to the inner hall.

He gently lowered her to the dragon couch and leaned down on her chest to absorb the fragrance.

Mo Lan looked at the several mandarin ducks embroidered on the top of the bright yellow warm tent, and said with a heavy snort: "Third." Zhao Zhen didn't raise his head, only said "um" and untied the jade belt around his waist.