Nangong Tian laughed unexpectedly, from Jiang Xinyu's words, he could hear that Jiang Xinyu had no intention of leaving him, whether it was because of the contract on his body or because of his feelings for him, he felt very happy.

"Since you refused, I will give this opportunity to others, don't be jealous." When he said this, Nangong Tian kept looking at Jiang Xinyu, who had picked up the book and snacks again, and wanted to see what kind of reaction she had, but he was a little disappointed, Jiang Xinyu didn't have any obvious expression. I just put the snacks in my mouth one by one. And his eyes were always staring at the book, Nangong Tian just looked at her quietly, without speaking or urging.

Waited until Jiang Xinyu finished reading a short story with relish, and then looked at Nangong Tian with a smile. "Of course not."

Jiang Xinyu doesn't regard this birthday as a tool to compete for Nangong Tian's favor, because Nangong Tian is now on her side, so there is no need to do this. But others don't think so. As long as there is a self-motivated and ambitious woman in the palace, she will want to make a fuss about the emperor's birthday, want the emperor to notice herself, and then fly on the branches and become a phoenix.

The women in the palace are not only the four concubines, the queen mother and her maids, grandmothers, and some concubines of other tastes are all sent into the palace by officials from all over the world to participate in the draft, so as to stay in the palace. Before entering the palace, they all had the dream of the emperor favoring themselves, but after entering the palace, no woman could get her wish, because they didn't even see the emperor's face, so how to talk about being alone.

These women usually don't even have the qualifications to ask for peace, and they only dream in their own small place.

If it is usual, the women in the palace can only pray that the emperor will suddenly rise up and think of them, although this rise has never risen, but they have always held out hope. There are also some women who want to use other means, such as seduction, but the fate of such women is that they have all seen that the emperor has died in the hands of others, after all, many people in the palace will not let this kind of thing happen. So in the long run, they didn't dare to have such a thought again, everyone on this birthday is doing their best to prepare their own show, although the organizer of this time has not come out, but each of them has their own specialty. I look forward to passing the review of the organizer and being able to show the emperor an upright performance in heaven on the emperor's birthday.

Although this hope is very slim, these women still see this opportunity as the only way to the light.

Shogetsu Hall

Concubine Yue is practicing the piano in her palace, her slender fingers are placed on the strings, plucked one by one, and with the rhythmic notes, it is also a beautiful timbre.

"Zheng Zheng~" As the rhythm became faster and faster, the hand speed of Concubine Yue became faster and faster, the notes were high and low, and the last high-pitched piano sound ended the playing of this song.

After finishing the song, Concubine Yue put her hand on the piano and felt the turmoil that had not subsided, and her heart was full of confidence in her piano sound.

"Mother, your piano sound has improved again." Takiqing has been serving with tea on the side, she is a minion, she has not listened to any other music, and she has not been systematically trained, so she can't understand whether the moon concubine is good or bad, but this does not prevent her from saying something to deceive the sycophants. Anyway, everyone likes sycophants. Takiqing is also full of confidence in herself when she looks at Concubine Yue, and she is not wrong in what she said.

"Your mouth is getting sweeter, too. Nice ears. Concubine Yue was originally comfortable, but now when she heard Takiqing's compliment, she felt even more comfortable, so she praised Takiqing a few words.

"Everywhere, it's all the mother's good talk, so the slave can tell the truth and say such things. If the sound of Niangniang's piano is heard by the emperor, it must be for Niangniang to play it to the emperor every day. At that time, the emperor will be favored by Niangniang. ”

Takiqing handed the tea in her hand to Concubine Yue, watched Concubine Yue taste it shallowly, and put the tea aside.

"This time the emperor's birthday, the palace must let the emperor's eyes focus on the palace, the slut of Concubine Xue should go back to her own fragrance hall and nest, a businessman's daughter, what real materials are there, and the talents are estimated to be passed on by outsiders."

Before Jiang Xinyu entered the palace, she got the first class in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, that competition was in the competition among the young ladies in the capital, Concubine Yue didn't know much, she knew that Jiang Xinyu got the first class, and now she just scoffed, what kind of first class is fake, after entering the palace, Jiang Xinyu has not shown her talent in any public in the palace, and it is not surprising that Concubine Yue has such suspicions.

"Listen to other palace maids, Concubine Xue doesn't usually practice piano skills or other talents when she is in the palace, and this birthday banquet must not be as good as your mother."

"That's right, that slut is now relying on the emperor's favor, so she is so unscrupulous, and she wastes those talents, and when the emperor's freshness passes, see what kind of capital she has. A woman's lack of talent is virtue, and she doesn't have great virtue when she looks like that, and now it's like watching her abandoned by the emperor. Concubine Yue's mouth was vicious, and the strings plucked at will in her hand made one murmur after another, which corresponded to the depression in Concubine Yue's heart.

"But do you know who is the organizer of this birthday, it's been less than a month, and the organizer still hasn't come out. As long as it's not a slut like Concubine Xue. "This birthday is the only big birthday in the past few years, so they all attach great importance to it, but no one dares to urge the emperor to set the organizer.

Takiharu thought for a moment and shook her head. "Niangniang, there are guesses everywhere in this palace who this person is, but in fact, they are all nonsense speculations, and there is no very accurate news, so it is uncertain who it is now, Niangniang, this is actually a good phenomenon."

Concubine Yue looked at Takiqing, stopped plucking her hand on the piano, and greeted Takiqing with her eyes, why is this a good phenomenon.

"Niangniang, you think, now the palace is indeed Xue Fei Niangniang favored, if generally speaking, Xue Fei Niangniang is favored, then there will be news very early that Xue Fei Niangniang is the person who hosts, generally as long as it is accurate news, the palace people are allowed to spread the news, but this time there is not much news, so this important birthday is not Xue Fei Niangniang's possibility is very large, then from another point of view, the emperor's birthday, should be taught to his most trusted and favorite woman to do, since Xue Fei Niangniang is not, Isn't that possible to say...."

The more Taki Qing said, the more smiles appeared on Concubine Yue's face. According to what Takiqing said, it is not difficult to guess the following words, that is, Concubine Xue has fallen out of favor, but it has not been circulated in the palace.

They didn't expect Jiang Xinyu to refuse the opportunity of the organizer at all, in their opinion, such an opportunity is just an opportunity to show her face in front of Nangong Tian, the emperor, and if you do it well, it will be a real phoenix.

Concubine Yue imagined in her own guesses, the more she thought about Takiharu, she felt that this was the most likely, and the more she thought about it, the more certain she became.

"If that's the case, then Zhuo Tianxue is probably really lucky. Maybe it's time for us to turn the tables around. In the palace, except for Concubine Xue, Concubine Li is no longer in the climate, and there is the cold concubine, but the cold concubine is impossible, isn't that the most likely yard in the palace. No, isn't that nine times out of ten the main palace's? ”

Concubine Yue followed her own thoughts, then she should really return to the emperor's favor, and when the time comes, there will be the queen mother's aunt. If you work harder, then the imperial heir will come soon, and your future life will be guaranteed. The smile on Concubine Yue's face could hardly be hidden.

Takiqing looked at the happy Concubine Yue and lowered her head, not knowing what to think. But before Concubine Yue looked at it again, Takiqing raised her head and resumed her smile at Concubine Yue.

"Your news this time is really good news, as long as the palace becomes the organizer and really attracts the emperor, your reward will definitely be indispensable."

"Takiqing Xie Yue Concubine Niang Niang Longen, Niang Niang Chitose Chitose Chitose Chitose."

The smile on Concubine Yue's face expanded again, this Taki Qing is really getting more and more sensible. Chitose Chitose can say anything like that. looked around, and there was no one, so he helped Takiqing up with his hands. Chitose Chitose Chitose Chitose is something she wants to hear in her life, although Takiharu said it now when there is no one in private, but it is enough to make Concubine Yue's mood more pleasant, which will make Concubine Yue feel that her maid is full of confidence in herself, and she must be able to defeat these women in the palace, and finally directly win the position of queen.

In a good mood, Concubine Yue directly touched a hairpin from her head and handed it to Takiqing.

"You have won the heart of this palace today, this is your reward, take it well. Hehe. ”

Takiqing took the hairpin with a happy face, what can be worn on Concubine Yue's head is a fine product, and Concubine Yue will not let some crooked melons and cracked dates appear on her head. Such a hairpin has been living for her monthly money for several months, and Takiharu is of course happy from the bottom of her heart.

"Slave, thank you."

"Let's go down, this palace still has to practice the piano for a while, and on this birthday, this palace must be overwhelming. No one can compare with Hongu. Concubine Yue put her hand on the piano again, and the sound of the piano sounded, which was much higher than before, and it also explained the change in the mood of the person who played the piano.

Takiqing glanced at the excited Concubine Yue, put the tea on the table in her hand, and withdrew.

It wasn't until he exited the entire hall that he looked at the teacup in his hand and breathed a sigh of relief.