"Concubines, see the queen's mother, the concubine's mother, and sisters." Xue Lan, who was wearing a lilac palace dress with her long hair pulled up, knelt on the ground respectfully, unable to find any fault in all aspects, even the most picky concubine had to admit that An Xuelan, who was born in a small family, did have the rules in place.

"Why did An Jieyu come here so early, it is understandable that you were unwell just now, and the emperor has already ordered the palace." The queen was wearing a bright yellow phoenix robe and a phoenix crown on her head, sitting on the main seat, and said with a slight smile. Since the holy decree of the conferment has not yet come down, the emperor only speaks verbally, and Xuelan's title is still An Jieyu.

Feng Wuya's behavior has long been accustomed to the queen, and after the original concubine slept overnight, she was promoted to three levels in a row and obtained the title, compared to Xue Lan's grace, it was nothing. As for not having to ask for such a thing, the queen is even more accustomed to it, as long as she is favored by the emperor, these women don't have to give her face as a queen.

But so what? No one knows the emperor's personality better than her, and the freshness comes and goes quickly, these arrogant and domineering women will fall out of favor sooner or later, and when the time comes, it will not be controlled by her, and it is not too late for the gentleman to take revenge for ten years, she is not in a hurry.

It's An Jieyu in front of her, it's very surprising, it's rare to be so well-behaved to invite An without the slightest arrogance and willfulness, as for whether it's like this or pretending, let's wait to see it in the future!

Xue Lan smiled slightly, her voice was tactful with a slight hoarseness, and her tone was faint without any pride, "The emperor has mercy on the concubines, and the concubines are naturally grateful, but the etiquette cannot be abolished, of course the concubines must follow the rules to come to the queen and concubine to say goodbye, this is the duty of the concubine." ”

These words can not be described as beautiful, Rao is queen's face does not change, and there are two more points of appreciation between her eyebrows, and the concubine also can't find the slightest mistake, and her original desire to find fault is also a lot lighter.

Women's targeting is always so inexplicable, no matter who provokes and satirizes, Xuelan can always beat back in four or two, like a cotton, which makes people very helpless, and finally gradually loses interest.

They can see that this An Jieyu is a soft master, even if she is favored, she can't set off any storms, so she doesn't have to care. What's more, thinking of this An Jieyu's identity, it is estimated that she can't be arrogant with such a mother, so she can control it very much, and she is not afraid.

Xue Lan's first battle in the harem battle ended perfectly.

In the next period of time, Feng Wuya's interest in Xue Lan became higher and higher, but Xue Lan knew the truth of waiting for the price and hanging on to the other party, and always pretended to be gentle and virtuous to persuade Feng Wuya to be wet with rain and dew, and the concubines in the harem more or less got Xue Lan's favor.

Of course, Xue Lan is not uncommon with the gratitude of these women, what she needs is to create an image of herself as indisputable, so that everyone does not regard her as a fierce rival as a thorn in the side, so that she can watch the fire from the other side, and then she can sit and reap the benefits of the fisherman.

The harem was peaceful under Xuelan's operation, only the Qiushui Palace where Bai Jinxuan was located was gloomy and miserable, and the courtyard was cold.

In the courtyard, Green Yi was sitting under the tree embroidering, his eyebrows were deeply locked and his face was sad, his face was still dull, the redness and swelling on his cheeks had not yet dissipated, and finally he threw away the embroidery work in his hand in anger.

"Sister Green, are you alright? How did you lose the embroidery? Bai Jinxuan's other girl, Ziyi, stepped forward to pick up the embroidery work, and said while patting the dust on it.

"The little master's health has always been bad, how can I not worry? Now that even a decent imperial doctor doesn't come to our Qiushui Palace, how can the little master's body be good if he goes on like this? Green's eyes flashed, and he reached out and touched his face. When the little lord was favored before, her life also rose with the tide, and everyone was in a hurry, but now it's good, and she doesn't even have any medicine to treat her face.

"That's right." Ziyi sighed deeply, then sat next to the green clothes and said, "Now the weather is gradually getting colder, but those people in the Internal Affairs Mansion don't even want to give us silver carbon in Qiushui Palace, only some inferior charcoal fire, how can the little master's body stand it?" ”

"The little master has been grounded for three months, and it's only been two months, I heard that the most favored ones now are the concubines and An Jieyu, and our little lord is forgotten." Green Yi bit his lip and said, the unwillingness in his heart kept surging.

Bai Jinxuan heard everything that happened in the courtyard, her long hair was scattered and not tied up, her snow-white clothes became more and more pale as paper, her beautiful face looked pitiful, and her beautiful phoenix eyes were full of tears, and the big ones slid down.

"Your Majesty, have you really forgotten your concubine?" Biting her lip, Bai Jinxuan muttered to herself in a low voice, she didn't believe that her sweetheart and her husband would be so ruthless, but the facts no longer reminded her of such cruel truths all the time.

After another seven days, the weather became extremely cold, everyone came and went in the palace in a hurry, Yunqing Palace was warm and lively, Xue Lan sat on the soft couch with the stove and listened to Hexiang tell her interesting things in the palace, with Hexiang's wrist has already been mixed in the palace, it can be regarded as a know-it-all around Xuelan.

"Little Lord, do you know? Imperial Physician Lin is back. Hexiang took a sip of tea, and then mysteriously leaned into Xue Lan's ear and squeezed her eyebrows and said, quite a bit of a treasure. Don't look at Hexiang's shrewdness and ability on weekdays, sometimes it's still funny.

"Oh? Who is Imperial Doctor Lin? Xue Lan raised her eyebrows with interest, her slender hands gently rubbing on the stove, this rare interest aroused Hexiang's passion, and began to work hard to talk about the inside information she had gotten.

"Imperial Doctor Lin is the youngest and most promising imperial doctor in the Tai Hospital, he once saved the queen's headache when he was skilled, and was sent by the emperor to treat the plague a year ago, and now he has returned to the palace to restore his life, and the emperor is very happy! I am afraid that in two or three days he will be back, and he will have a bright future. Hexiang waved her hands as she spoke, her eyes shining with adoration.

"What is Imperial Physician Lin's name?" Xue Lan took a sip of the tea on the side, her eyelashes drooping to cover the flickering dark light under her eyes.

"Imperial Physician Lin's real name is Lin Feng, do you know him, little master?" Hexiang replied quickly, and then looked at Xue Lan with a pair of gossipy eyes.

"No, how could I possibly know it? It's just curious. Xue Lan chuckled, she didn't have the slightest friendship with Lin Feng, and the person who had a friendship should be Bai Jinxuan.