Murong Wan's hand on his sideburns paused, and said, "Which concubine isn't waiting for the car at any time?" Mr. Zhang just said it casually, and he couldn't take it seriously. ”

The beauties of the palace, who are not dressed up and showy, are looking forward to the emperor coming. But there is only one emperor, how can he always go to one person. I stayed at Qiwen Palace last night, and I definitely won't come back today.

Qiu Yu refused to give up, so she had to change into that dress, and picked a beaded hairpin to wear for her. Murong Wan pressed her hand and only took the delicate pearl hairpin that the emperor had given her hairpin yesterday in her hair.

In the afternoon, it began to rain in the sky, and as the sky darkened, the rain gradually became heavier and continued until evening.

Murong Wan sat on the edge of the couch and held a flower bandage, embroidering stitch by stitch. Yesterday she said that she wanted to use a fan cover as a thank you gift to the emperor, and after picking for a long time, the ink color was too heavy, and the jade color was too light, and finally chose a piece of blue brocade.

Qiu Yu was waiting beside him, but he looked out of the hall from time to time. Seeing that it was time to hold the lamp, I was even more restless.

"If you look like this again, I will let you go to the courtyard to get drenched in the rain and be sober." Murong Wan raised her eyes from the flower bandage, glanced at her, and said unhurriedly.

Qiu Yu hurriedly sat down on the low stool and muttered, "Why hasn't Your Majesty come yet." ”

"I said I wouldn't come, but now you believe it, right?" Murong Wan's expression was calm.

"Maybe it's the rain that delays, but after a while the rain stops, Your Majesty may come." The autumn rain is still unwilling. The emperor has always been so good to Niangniang, the two slept together last night, and when he left this morning, the emperor also said that he would come to see Niangniang when he was free. Manager Zhang said that she felt that the emperor would definitely come to Qiwen Palace today.

"Do what you have to do, don't always be frizzy, the threads are all messed up by you." Murong Wan pulled out the silk thread in Qiu Yutuan's hand and said angrily.

Qiu Yu stuck out her tongue and didn't dare to make any more noise.

After a long time, a singing at the door broke the silence in the hall: "The emperor has arrived!" ”

Murong Wan slammed his hand, the tip of the needle pierced his index finger, and a bead of blood suddenly appeared on his slender fingertip. Ignoring the pain in his hands, he hurriedly got up and prepared to drive.

At this time, the emperor had already entered the main hall, and Murong Wan bowed down and saluted: "The concubine greets Your Majesty!" ”

"The concubine is flat." The emperor walked straight over, his eyes fell on her left hand holding the hem of her skirt, and the index finger of that hand was cocked, looking a little awkward.

Then he looked at the needlework on the couch and asked, "What's wrong with your hands?" ”

"No, nothing." Murong Wan hid her hand in her wide sleeve.

The emperor went over and directly held her left hand, broke her fingers, and saw a small needle eye on the tip of her index finger, and the skin around her was a little red. As soon as the finger was stretched out, a small bead of blood oozed out, which was particularly eye-catching on the slender finger.

"How can you be so careless." The emperor frowned slightly, and suddenly took that finger into his mouth.

"Your Majesty, no, dirty ......" Murong Wan wanted to withdraw his hand, but it was too late. The tip of her rough tongue crossed her fingertips, making her shudder.

"It's not dirty." The emperor said vaguely, the girl's little hands were soft, and they were small in his hands.

The emperor is here, and the happiest person is Qiu Yu, pursing his lips and happily going to Zhang Luo to pass on food. She thinks that the emperor likes Niangniang, look at how good the emperor is to Niangniang now!

What Qiu Yu didn't know was that the emperor's kindness to Niangniang was more than that. When he went to bed that night, the emperor personally inspected the most secret place of Niangniang and put ointment on it. After that, in the name of enhancing the effect of the drug, the mother was pressed on the couch.

The emperor stayed in Qiwen Palace for three consecutive days. On the fourth day, a holy decree was issued: Counseling and cultivating Murong Shi, quiet and gentle, dignified and wise, elegant and pleasant, and pure and pure. Immediately canonized as Zhaoyuan, Qinzai!

As soon as this holy decree came out, it can be said that one stone stirred up a thousand waves. Since the emperor ascended the throne, no harem concubines have been promoted. The selected show girls are just rewarding them with things after receiving their favors. Murong Wan was not only promoted, but also promoted two levels in a row to be Zhaoyuan with Feng and Qin.

Hearing this news, the harem concubines reacted differently, some as if nothing happened, and some were indignant. even gritted his teeth, eager to tear Murong Wan, such as Shen Meiren. After the six show girls entered the palace, only three were favored by the emperor, first Feng. Qin Liangzhaoyuan, and then her.

Shen Meiren has always looked at Murong Wan unpleasantly, feeling that she was born as a concubine and is not favored by the saints, and sooner or later she will be higher than her grade. Unexpectedly, now Murong Wan has not only accepted the favor, but also been promoted two levels in a row.

Feng Fengfeng went to Feng Zhaoyuan's place, only to see that the palace maid was cleaning up the fragments of the porcelain vase on the ground. Looking at the gold amphora peony bottle on the table again, he knew that Feng Zhaoyuan had just been angry.

Seeing her coming, Feng Zhaoyuan waved away from the palace people, and the two cousins spoke in the palace for half an hour, and Shen Meicai left in a huff.

Compared with Feng Zhaoyuan and Shen Meiren, Qin Zhaoyuan was very calmly pruning a pot of the moon season that was in full bloom. This pot of flowers is different from ordinary moon seasons, the diameter of the flowers is more than three inches, the core is thick silver red, and the layers of petals are getting lighter and lighter, until the outermost layer is pure white.

This month was originally a tribute from the south, and there were not a few pots in total, and the emperor knew that she loved to raise flowers, so he gave her a pot.

At this time, Qin Zhaoyuan was holding flower scissors to prune the flower shape, and the close-fitting palace maid Yu Liu sighed lightly: "Niangniang, why aren't you in a hurry at all?" ”

"What's the urgency?" Qin Zhaoyuan turned in one direction and carefully looked at the moon season.

"Now that person is already a Zhaoyuan like Niangniang, Niangniang doesn't want to find a way to hold His Majesty, I'm afraid people will have to climb on Niangniang's head!"

Qin Zhaoyuan's subordinates paused, and glanced at Liu: "How many times have I said you, this palace is not as good as our house, if you are so obscured, don't blame the palace for sending you to the Huanyi Bureau." ”

Yu Liu has been with Qin Zhaoyuan since she was ten years old, and it has been five or six years now, knowing that she is just warning herself, and she will not really send herself to the Huanyi Bureau, and she wants to continue to persuade: "Niang Niang forgive her sins...... But ......"

"Nothing." Qin Zhaoyuan interrupted her and pointed at the tallest blooming flower in the pot with flower scissors, "Visit Liu, do you see this flower blooming well?" ”

"That's good!" I don't know why.

Qin Zhaoyuan's red lips hooked slightly, looked at her and asked, "What's a good method?" ”

Yu Liu looked at the pot of flowers and said, "It's big, it's still high." ”

Qin Zhaoyuan lifted the flower scissors and directly cut off the flower, with a gentle smile in his eyebrows: "Go, send this flower to Feng Zhaoyuan." It was said that when Bengong saw that this flower was the highest and most colorful, he specially cut it out and gave it to her. ”

Yu Liu was slightly stunned, and suddenly blessed his heart, took the flower, and nodded: "The slave understands, let's go." ”