Whether it is a eunuch or a palace maid in the palace, there is a grade, and Hua Jinguang can see from the palace dress that the grade of the person in front of her who came out to greet her is not low.

It seems that this Concubine Jing really attaches some importance to her,

The female official looked at Hua Jin with a comfortable gaze, and then showed a moderate smile, "Look at the little appearance of the fifth girl, it seemed to come out of a painting at that time." It looks a little like the portrait of Concubine Jing when she was young. ”

After speaking, he hurriedly welcomed people in, "Look at me making noise here again, the concubine and her old man are waiting anxiously." ”

Ningshou Palace is a place dedicated to the care of the concubines, and the courtyard where Concubine Jing lives is the best room in Ningshou Palace.

This is not different from what Hua Jin heard about Concubine Jing's very high status in the palace.

When you enter the courtyard and enter the upper room, you will see the open hall that makes people feel suddenly open, and it is many times more magnificent than the courtyard of the house.

"Miss Jin is here for a while, and the slave maid will go in and say hello." The female officer lifted the beaded curtain and walked in.

Hua Jin didn't dare to look inside, only when the bead curtains collided and made a jingling sound, he vaguely heard a very low and even a somewhat majestic voice inside, "Let her in." ”

This voice was a little low, and there was no trace of emotion in it, Hua Jin couldn't help but wonder in his heart, is this Concubine Jing really looking forward to her entering the palace?

But having come to this point, there is no point in guessing any more, only to brace yourself and deal with the situation in front of you.

This Concubine Jing likes herself or not, as long as she doesn't make mistakes.

The female officer next to her lifted the bead curtain again, "Miss Jin, come in." ”

Hua Jin walked in dignified.

On the soft couch by the window, Concubine Jing, who was over half a hundred years old, leaned on it, revealing a bun with white hair sandwiched in green silk.

An old lady beside her was whispering something to her, and a little palace maid was beating her legs with a beauty.

Because the old lady was blocking Concubine Jing's face, Hua Jin couldn't see her emotions for a while.

It's just that she is all here, if she doesn't want to look up at her, then Hua Jin really doesn't understand why this Concubine Jing wants to pass her into the palace.

The female officer also sensed that the atmosphere in the room was wrong, and at this time she also stood aside and stopped talking, only the old lady's low voice in the room, but the words fell on Concubine Jing's ears, so that others could not hear clearly.

After a while, the old lady finally stopped whispering, but gently patted Concubine Jing's hand with her hand, as if comforting.

After that, he turned around and waved his hand at Hua Jin, "Miss Jin came over and kowtowed to the concubine." ”

Hua Jin was silent, approached with low eyebrows, and was about to bend down and kneel on the ground, but his hands were supported, "No need to kneel." ”

Hua Jin lowered his eyes and saw a pair of hands that were white and maintained, but could not hold the traces of time.

She couldn't help but think of the hand of Mrs. Zhao, who was once regarded as her grandmother.

Doesn't this aunt like her looking like her own grandmother?

No matter how the rules are, they can't be messed up.

Concubine Jing is a high-grade concubine in the palace, and she is her aunt and grandmother, Hua Jin still kowtowed uprightly.

When I got up and raised my eyes, I saw a pair of teary eyes that were a little red and swollen.

"Looking at someone who looks a little like my sister kowtowing to me, I really don't feel good in my heart." Concubine Jing stretched out her hand to help Huajin again.

Zhao wouldn't have that kind of thought.

After only such a short period of effort, the situation in front of him changed several times, Hua Jin stabilized his mind, and took advantage of the situation to get up and call, "Concubine!" ”

Unexpectedly, when they looked at each other, Concubine Jing's tears became even more turbulent, and her voice was choked, "This kid ...... Why do you look like this...... Sister! ”

The sister repeatedly mentioned in Concubine Jing's mouth is naturally Hua Jin's own grandmother.

Needless to say, Hua Jin already understood that when she heard Concubine Jing's low mood at the door just now, it was all because her old man was missing her sister.

And the old woman's whisper just now must be comforting.

Sure enough, the old lady stepped forward with a handkerchief again, "I persuaded you just now, why are you crying again, be careful of your eye disease." ”

Hua Jin could hear that this old lady really cherished her master, and it should be Concubine Jing who had been by her side for many years.

Now that she knew everything, Hua Jin knew what to do, and at this time her hand was still being held, so she held the concubine's hand in her hand with her backhand, "Isn't my aunt happy that Jin'er came to see you in the palace?" ”

Her voice was like a clear spring, and her tender white and warm little hands held Concubine Jing's hand tightly, warming her heart all the way.

I don't know how many years I haven't held such a pair of small hands like this, probably since her princess Roujia and her relatives came to Mongolia.

Concubine Jing only felt that her heart, which had been empty for many years, was suddenly filled, and she had worries again.

Seeing the opportunity, the old lady stepped forward to wipe away her tears for Concubine Jing, and said like a child: "Don't cry, concubine, Miss Jin will often come to the palace to see you in the future." If you keep crying, how dare Miss Jin come again? ”

As soon as these words came out, Concubine Jing really sniffed, blinked and held back the tears rolling in her eyes, like a child.

The old lady was finally relieved, and Hua Jin was also relieved.

At this time, the old lady waved her hand to the little palace maid serving in the house, and the little palace maid hurriedly moved the brocade to let Hua Jin sit on the couch of Concubine Jing.

The female officer who had just picked her up at the door also brought tea and snacks with her, and everyone retreated, leaving only Concubine Jing, Hua Jin, and the old lady in the house for a while.

Concubine Jing really didn't cry anymore, she sat on the couch opposite her and watched her smile, like an old child.

After looking at it quietly for a while, Concubine Jing pointed to the dim sum on the table next to the couch, "Taste it." ”

As soon as she sat down and didn't say a word, she started to use dim sum, which was not good, and she had already used several pieces of dim sum from Liuxinlou when she came, so she could only say: "Jin'er is not hungry, Jin'er will talk to her aunt and grandmother." ”

I don't want the old lady to say: "Miss Jin still use some, this is the concubine specially called the imperial dining room for the girl to prepare, saying that the palace banquet is not full, I am afraid that the girl will be hungry and wronged the girl." ”

Hua Jin was slightly stunned, she didn't expect this aunt to cherish herself so much, it would be bad not to eat like this, not to mention that the old grandmother had already come up and dialed a piece of it on the plate in front of her.

Although the dim sum in the palace was exquisitely made, she was already full at this time, and she was a little dizzy when she looked at the dazzling array of eight dim sums.

I had to find more topics to chat with Concubine Jing after tasting it and care about her physical condition.

learned from the old lady that since Roujia Palace and her relatives came to Mongolia, Concubine Jing always secretly cried because of her thoughts, and now she has an incurable eye disease......