Chatting and chatting, Concubine Jing finally fell on Hua Jin's grandmother.

She was still a little melancholy, her eyes drifted far away, and she recalled the events of many years ago, "It was your grandmother who was supposed to enter the palace back then, and I should have married into the Jingning Marquis Mansion." ”

Concubine Jing sighed again, "Unfortunately, I was young and ignorant and admired the royal wealth and majesty, and forced me to die, so my sister agreed to exchange with me." If it weren't for that, my sister wouldn't have lost her life. ”

Hua Jin really hadn't heard of this story, and he was slightly surprised and could only comfort, "Auntie, the world is unpredictable, and many years have passed, so why should aunt and grandmother take it to heart anymore?" ”

Concubine Jing sighed, "It's really unpredictable!" ”

Hua Jin didn't understand what Concubine Jing was sighing about, she was young and ignorant, and after entering the palace, she realized that the splendid years she once thought were just empty boudoirs, **cold.

We all know that the first emperor favored Empress Chen, but behind this single-minded feeling, how many women have spent their lives wasted, this is the sorrow of the emperor's family.

Like Concubine Jing, there are even fewer who have a daughter to rely on, and she doesn't want Princess Roujia to marry Mongolia again, but she can think that she will not only spend the second half of her life in embarrassment, but also how many nights will she toss and turn in tears in thinking of her daughter.

And thinking about her sister who married into the Marquis of Jingning Mansion in order to fulfill her death, she is afraid that she will feel a little more guilty.

I have long known that the women in this harem are embarrassed, and I don't want to feel it up close today.

Looking at the splendor in this palace, I only feel a little dazzling.

The old lady was also afraid that Concubine Jing would cry again when she mentioned the sad matter, so she could only quickly divert the topic, "Concubine, the slave maid looks at the time is almost up, and it is time to go to the Queen Mother." ”

Concubine Jing was stunned for a moment, bowed her head slightly, but asked Hua Jin with concern: "I'm afraid that the Jin girl is not full, so let's put on a snack." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Hua Jin to refuse, he personally sandwiched a snack for her, "Taste this fiery shortbread, you are the first time to participate in the palace banquet, so naturally you don't know that this palace banquet is not full at all." ”

And the old lady also quietly winked at Hua Jin, and motioned for her to eat it in front of Concubine Jing.

Hua Jin was helpless, although he was full, he could only take a bite from his heart, revealing a satisfied expression.

I didn't want the old lady to say with a smile: "I didn't expect that Miss Jin not only looks like Concubine Jing when she was young, but even her taste is the same." ”

Concubine Jing really showed a childlike smile, "It's good to like it, my aunt and grandmother also like this snack the most, so use it more if you like." ”

Hua Jin could only eat a whole piece of dim sum, but he was silently tearful in his heart, but he wanted to say: "My cousin thinks that no matter what dim sum it is, as long as it is rewarded by Concubine Jing, it will be delicious." ”

"This girl." Concubine Jing was already smiling from ear to ear, "Why do you have a small mouth like honey?" ”

The old lady was naturally happy to see that Concubine Jing was happy, so she helped Concubine Jing to go to the inner room to change her clothes.

After only a short time together, Hua Jin figured out the character of this Concubine Jing, although the harem has been up and down for many years, but Concubine Jing is still very girly, like a little girl who needs to be coaxed.

Some people are like this, no matter how many ups and downs they go through, they just don't change their nature.

Joy and anger are in shape, but she really likes this aunt who loves to laugh and cry.

Seeing the figures of Concubine Jing and the old lady disappear, Hua Jin put his hand on his full stomach and got up and stood on the ground.

Although it is inconvenient to walk back and forth to eat, it is better than continuing to nest there.

She was afraid that she would accidentally burp when she greeted the Queen Mother later.

When Concubine Jing came out after changing into palace clothes, Hua Jin hurriedly greeted her.

"Why is this kid standing here?" Concubine Jing stepped forward and shook Hua Jin's hand.

"My cousin's granddaughter is here to pick up the concubine's car!"

Concubine Jing smiled even more when she heard Hua Jin's words, and patted Hua Jin's hand, "Don't be nervous when you go to Cining Palace later, the Queen Mother and the Queen are good people." ”

Hua Jin bowed her head and showed a relaxed smile to reassure Concubine Jing, but she did not relax her vigilance in her heart.

The queen mother and the queen are good-looking, that is for Concubine Jing, not an ordinary lady like her.

The old lady walked outside with Concubine Jing in her arms, and said to Hua Jin: "In the future, Miss Jin will often enter the palace, and the concubine has not laughed so happily for a long time." ”

Hua Jin happily agreed.

Out of the courtyard of Concubine Jing of Ningshou Palace, she had her own sedan chair waiting there.

Concubine Jing's car walked in front, and Hua Jin sat in the car when they came, and the group went to Cining Palace.

On the way, Du Sanniang handed in a small porcelain bottle that seemed to be a medicine from the sedan curtain very secretly, "Hawthorn pills, appetizing." She whispered again.

"This Du Sanniang is really careful." Hua Jin couldn't help but open the porcelain bottle and bit one in her mouth, the sour taste made her feel a lot more comfortable, so she covered her mouth with a handkerchief and burped in the sedan chair, which can be regarded as eliminating the danger.

The situation of Hua Jin in Ningshou Palace here is quite pleasant, but I don't know what happened to Hua Tong.

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Today's saints are dedicated to cultivating, and the harem is not so full, and there are not many heirs.

And the concubine who gave birth to King Su is naturally a mother and a child, which can be seen from the luxurious decoration in the Lifu Palace.

At this time, Concubine Shu was sitting on the Taishi chair at the top sipping tea, although she was not young, her fingers were still white and tender like green onions.

From the plump posture, it can also be seen that the pampering on weekdays is excellent.

Hua Tong led Hua Rui to kneel in front of her, and waited until Concubine Shu finished drinking the tea, and did not hear the command to get her up.

Hua Tong knew that she was angry with her daughter-in-law.

At the beginning, she proposed to find a candidate for a step-concubine in her mother's family, but the mother-in-law did not agree.

Later, he cried and begged King Su, and King Su led Brother Lin into the palace on the second day to persuade Concubine Shu.

Jiang Lin came out like a brother, and Concubine Shu didn't want to say anything, so she responded to this matter, but she still felt that all stepmothers in the world were the same, and it would be better if she wasn't a sister.

And secretly wrote down Hua Tong in his heart, thinking that she was too good at instigating King Su.

Thinking of this, Hua Tong secretly bit his lower lip, and when he raised his head again, his eyes were already full of a respectful smile, "Mother concubine......"

Before the words could be spoken, they were interrupted by the heavy sound of the cup dropping from the concubine.

Concubine Shu raised her eyes and sneered: "Yo, why are you still kneeling here?" When people saw it, they thought that my mother-in-law was harshly criticizing you, a sick daughter-in-law. ”

With a flick of his slender fingers, he motioned for Hua Tong to get up.

Hua Tong had no strength, so he was supported by Liuli, and motioned for Hua Rui to get up too.

Seeing that Hua Rui was not flustered because of this small episode, and even the action of getting up was as pleasing to the eye as flowing as a cloud, I felt a little relieved.