Early in the morning, the sky is slightly bright, and the summer wind is always calm, hot and dull. Most of the things put away some edges, and even the green and proud evergreen tree curled up its body.

In the small courtyard, as far as the eye can see, two rows of evergreen form a pebble path, which is scorched by the sun, and the stars reflect the bright light.

"Squeak--yaw--"

At the end of the evergreen, a crimson Rohmon was gently pushed open, and the man was dressed in emerald green clothes, with two strands hanging on his head, and his big smart eyes flashed, and he quietly poked his head out. It's like looking at whether people are awake in the garden.

Like the calm appearance of the past, the girl in the emerald green veil pursed her small lips, nodded her toes, and gently stepped on the empty garden.

Finding that the sky was already dawning, she opened the door with confidence, shook the small hanging on her head, stepped on the small cloth shoes, walked through the cobblestone path, and paused in front of a simple house.

She stood for a while, listening for any movement in the house, and finding that it was still as quiet as in the garden, so she completely let go of her slight heart, and went to the hut behind the house, and after a quarter of an hour, with a basin of warm water in her arm, she walked towards the simple house.

She cautiously pushed the door open and looked into the inner room, but there was no movement, and the corners of her mouth were unconsciously hooked.

Why hasn't this lady woken up yet?

She stepped into the inner room, looked up and was suddenly startled, and her mouth opened as if she were knotted:

"Mother, mother, why did you get up so early today?"

Following her stunned eyes, in the already clean room, in front of a small dresser, sat a thin woman.

"Xiaomeng, where did you go early in the morning?"

The woman didn't answer her question directly, so she asked Xiaomeng, who rolled her eyes wide, and suddenly sneered:

"Niangniang, Xiaomeng heard the crackling sound in the princess's Niangniang Garden next door early in the morning, and Xiaomeng went to take a look."

"What do you see?"

The woman's slender fingers picked up a plain wooden hairpin, and she circled it around her hair a few times, and then tied it into her long hair behind her.

Xiaomeng put the wooden basin on the basin shelf next to it, and looked sideways at her own mother reflected in the bronze mirror, with beautiful eyebrows and thin lips, she is not a beauty, but she always gives people a cold and cold atmosphere that people are not close to.

She lowered her head in the woman's ear and laughed softly:

"The crown princess was disgusted by the prince, and when she was in the round room, she looked at her who had just taken off her clothes, and turned her head and left! It's not dawn these days, so I get up and jump, it's ridiculously tight! ”

Xiaomeng did not reduce the smile on his face, although his mother was cold and calm, but she was very good to herself, and it was the kind of care between relatives.

It's not like the noble and proud princess, who beats and scolds her subordinates in the garden all day long, those subordinates are respectful to her on the surface, but they chew her tongue a lot in private!

She stroked the broken hair at the corners of the woman's forehead, and made a loose hair for her, and helped her wash up.

The woman didn't have a smile on Xiaomeng's face, as if everything didn't arouse her interest.

Xiao Meng suddenly closed his mouth, as if he had said the wrong thing.

The crown princess is at least lucky, but her own mother is ...... Since the newlywed round house, the prince has never stepped into this poetry garden......

After the woman got her outfit done, she turned her head to look at the maid who was a finger's length shorter than herself, and was still in a daze, and said:

"I heard that a few days ago is the prince's birthday, and a few days ago, my father said that he sent someone to send clothes, but I have received them."

"No, it's going to be afternoon."

The woman was silent and set off to walk outside the garden, but Xiaomeng said in a hurry:

"Mother, breakfast is useless!"

"Let's go to my sister first."

In the blink of an eye, the woman had already walked out of the garden.

Going to bow to the eldest mother every day is something that you must do every day as a side concubine.

Xiaomeng hurriedly followed, although her own mother walked unhurriedly, but she was equivalent to others, and she was a little tall.

But that thin body can't resist her thin appearance.

And she is always a little sickly pale, and the whole person sits silently, like a picture scroll, and no one seems to be able to detect the existence of such a person.

She stepped into the simple garden that was different from hers, only to feel that the luxury came to her face, white marble table, blue bricks and green stones, carved flowers, and charming flowers.

As soon as I got closer, I saw a woman in a Chinese dress in the main house, smiling and talking and laughing with a few women on the side.

She straightened her body, walked in and said softly:

"I've seen my sister."

Xu is voice was small, and the woman in the main seat didn't seem to notice such a quiet woman, still talking to the others.

Ling Yi, who was sitting next to the crown princess, glanced at her with disdain, snorted coldly, and turned her eyes to the crown princess, and looked flattering.

Xiaomeng bit her lip lightly, daring to be angry but not daring to speak. But the woman didn't feel anything unusual, as if she had long been accustomed to this kind of ignorance, and raised her voice a little,

"I've seen my sister."

"Well, Sister Ren Ru, how are you doing recently?"

Only then did the crown princess see the plain-clothed woman and asked perfunctorily.

Ren Ru bent his eyes and smiled at her:

"Thank you, sister, for your concern, my sister is all right."

Then Ren Ru served morning tea, the crown princess took the teacup and looked at it carefully, put it to her lips and paused, and then handed the cup to Ren Ru again, as if this action was to drink.

The prince's concubine laughed from time to time, covering her sleeves, holding red, and pointing directly at her, Xiaomeng's face was red, and she raised her eyes to stare at the princess in front of her, but Ren Ru didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

He put the teacup in his hand in the tray and retreated to the side of the crown princess and sat down.

She was originally a nameless and penniless citizen, but one day she suddenly became the prince's side concubine, and naturally many people were worried and jealous.

But it is worth mentioning that she is just an empty shelf, and she has nothing to do with the current prince Qi Yuan, and Qi Yuan does not look at her directly.

It is rumored that it is just the prince who repays the favor.

Once the younger brother of the current prince, Qi Ziluo, the seventh prince of Qi State, because of Ren Rufei's sister, Jin You had some indescribable relationships, a year and a half ago, Jin You fell into the lake and the bones were not cold, and Ren Ru's family, which was already related to the Jianghu Yu You camp, would be affected and implicated.

But as soon as the prince married Ren Ru like this, he completely rescued the Ren family and did not participate in the confrontation between Yuyou and the imperial court.

"Ru sister's face, why is it getting worse and worse? A few days ago, I saw my sister's ruddy complexion, why is she pale and colorless today? ”

The person who spoke out was Yao Ruren, and her family was also a wealthy family in Daqi Yecheng, she looked at Ren Ru unabashedly, saying that she seemed to be concerned, but she laughed at it more.

"I'm not in good health, but I blew the wind in the garden yesterday, but I hurt some wind and cold."

Ren Ru coughed lightly, very weak and pitiful.

The crown princess pursed her lips, looked at her thin and weak arms, and suddenly thought of the prince's humiliation yesterday, so she lost any interest, raised her hand and let them disperse.

The calm in the room, all kinds of flattery, and the concubines who came out of the garden suddenly shouted:

"Too, His Royal Highness the Prince!"