"Mu Dieyi."

Di Jinxuan said lightly: "It's Yan Xiyun's adoptive mother, Mother Mu." ”

"Huh?"

Ji Qingge looked stunned, thinking to himself that Mu Dieyi hadn't been a concubine for Yan Muqian? In terms of age, he is at least ten years older than King Yan.

However, compared to the age gap between Princess Tao and Dong Yan, it doesn't seem so unacceptable.

mentioned Mu Dieyi, and Ji Qingge's mind came up with some stories of Yan Tingshifu that she had heard when she was providing free treatment to patients at Yan's Pharmacy in Yancheng.

According to a patient who used to be a maidservant in Yan Tingshi's mansion, Yan Muqian's assassination of Lord Shi was middle-aged, and he once accepted a singer surnamed Mu as a concubine.

Although Mu's early years were famous all over the world, he was both beautiful and artistic. However, when she married into the Yan Mansion, she was just an old singer with still charm.

Compared with those legitimate and delicate beauties in Yan Thorn Shifu, the Mu family does not have too many competitive advantages.

A patient who used to be a maid in Yan Mansion said, "Miss Mu is very charming, and her singing voice is also very beautiful. It's just that she didn't leave an heir to Lord Thorn Shi, so she was divorced by Lord Thorn Shi. ”

The patient also said, "Lord Yan Tingshi has a group of wives and concubines, but in his secret room, there is a portrait of a princess. ”

Because Yan Muqian admired a princess of the Xiyue royal family, he accepted several rooms, and some women who looked like princesses were concubines.

At that time, when he was in Yan's Pharmacy, Ji Qingge just listened to it, and didn't pay much attention to it.

But when she returned to the imperial city, after learning the news of Yan Miaowu's unjust death, she couldn't help but feel sorry for Yan Miaowu in her heart.

After all, Yan Miaowu and her, as well as Du Xuerou, and Yan Shuyao are all the same age.

Yan Miaowu was still a fifteen-year-old girl and passed away......

Regarding Yan Miaowu's death, Yan Li also expressed his opinion on the second day of the first lunar month, when he was drinking tea with the Qing singers in the warm pavilion.

"With Yan Muqian's personality, he will not give up after his daughter's death."

Yan Mu has been an official in Yancheng in the south of the Yangtze River for many years, not to mention that he is a marquis of Yancheng, but he is still a descendant of the Yancheng Gate Valve family.

In the early years, the emperor took many princes and princesses of the royal family to the south of Yancheng and stayed in Yancheng's mansion.

Yan Fengxing's eyes narrowed slightly, and he sighed softly: "The beautiful concubines of Yan Thorn Shifu are all good-looking. The singers raised in the house are no less than the singers in General Yan's mansion.

Just a Mu family, how long can Yan Muqian stay nostalgic? ”

Shaking his head slightly, Yan Fengxing picked up the teacup in front of him and tasted the fragrant green tea lightly. said: "On the night when King Yan took the side concubine, I sneaked into the Chengxiang Palace.

Unlike the suburban mansion of King Yan, the beds in his Chengxiang Hall are not thousands of beds.

Rather, it is an agarwood carved wooden bed. ”

Although they are all agarwood carved wooden beds, they are different because of the different materials and carvings. The identities and status of the side concubines are clearly distinguished.

Of course, the agarwood carved wooden bed in Ji Qingling's bedroom is a relatively simple carving.

"But that season Qingling didn't know the goods. Just like King Yan came to Jingning Street today to pay New Year's greetings, he prepared a generous gift in a wooden box. It can be opened, but it may not be the same. ”

After Yan Li took a sip of tea, he said meaningfully.

"But Ji Mochu wouldn't think like that. They would think that even if King Yan just passed by their door in a carriage, he would bring them infinite glory. ”

When Yan Fengxing said this, the corners of his lips couldn't help but provoke a sneering smile. said: "Yan Miaowu was stupid on the wedding night, no matter how stupid she was to give medicine to King Yan, it was not as stupid as Ji Qingling to send a jade mirror to Concubine Pang."

If it weren't for that, Concubine Pang would not have named Ji Qingling to enter Cuiwei Palace. ”

Ji Qingge looked at Di Jinxuan, who was sitting beside her, and said with an embarrassed expression:

"It's said that their family wants to go to Ji Fu Xingshi to ask for guilt. It turned out that she was not favored herself, so she put the responsibility on Yujing.

In fact, Ji Qingling overestimated herself too much, even if there was no jade mirror, Concubine Pang would not like her. ”

"Can you be so sure?"

The corners of Di Jinxuan's lips outlined a playful smile, "You entered the Cuiwei Hall before to treat Concubine Pang's illness, how did you learn to observe her thoughts?"

Then tell me, what type of woman will Concubine Pang like? ”

"Those who are delicate and love King Yan."

Concubine Pang has lived in the deep palace for many years, not to mention that she has cultivated to become a refinement, at least she is also a long-tested concubine.

For the women around King Yan, who loves King Yan himself, and who loves King Yan's power. As the mother concubine of King Yan, Concubine Pang will definitely be able to understand their hearts.

In Ji Qingge's opinion, Concubine Pang's mind-reading skills do not seem to be inferior to the queen.

Otherwise, in the harem with three thousand beauties, how could Concubine Pang get the emperor's exclusive favor? What's more, when Concubine Pang was young, she had already fallen ill because of her small birth.

As a result, the emperor had more children with other concubines during that period.

And there are not many princes who can be like His Royal Highness King Yan, who have enjoyed being taken by his father since he was a child. As for the princess who was taken by the emperor, there was no one left.

Therefore, when Ji Qingge was treating Concubine Pang's illness, he also lost no time in asking Concubine Pang about some valuable news.

Concubine Pang also asked Ji Qingge about Ji Qingling. said: "Princess Xiao, I heard that several daughters-in-law in this palace are all your relatives?" ”

"Exactly."

Ji Qingge smiled slightly, revealing two shallow pear vortices.

"You look better when you smile, like Xi Yun, very charming." Concubine Pang squinted her charming peach blossom eyes shallowly and whispered.

"The mother has won the award, and the sons dare not be it."

I wanted to sincerely praise how beautiful Concubine Pang was, but after thinking about it, isn't that tantamount to indirectly belittling the queen?

If the words are an exit, they can't be taken back.

And Cuiwei Hall has the queen's eyeliner, Ji Qingge only perfunctory Concubine Pang a few words in order not to provoke right and wrong.

When the two were chatting, they inadvertently talked about Ji Qingling.

Concubine Pang remembered that Ji Qingling was seventeen years old when she entered the palace, and she remembered it very clearly. When Ji Qingge heard it, he was still wondering in his heart, what did Concubine Pang want?

But after Ji Qingge listened to Concubine Pang's words, he vaguely understood what Concubine Pang meant.

To the effect that Concubine Pang knew about Ji Qingling's initiative to offer flowers to His Royal Highness King Xiao on the day of His Royal Highness King Xiao's triumph.

Not only did she know, but she also insinuated to tell Ji Qingge: "If she wants to enter the palace as the concubine of King Yan, why didn't she pay attention to her personal words and deeds at the beginning?" ”

Concubine Pang's voice was soft, but after listening to it, Ji Qingge only felt a chill on her back.

I knew in my heart that Concubine Pang was laughing at her: the women of the Ji family disregarded their reserved hearts and presented flowers to His Royal Highness King Xiao in front of the public.

The family style is not right.

The corners of Ji Qingge's lips pulled out a faint smile forcefully, and after calmly putting away the gold needle and silver needle. Only then did he open the white porcelain bottle and put the pill into Concubine Pang's mouth.

The same is a very light-hearted, but ironic way:

"Since the mother concubine and the emperor's eldest brother both know, my cousin has offered flowers to my husband before. But despite this, the eldest brother still accepted my cousin as a side concubine, why? ”