Rong Guifei Niangniang, whose maiden name is Sima Jiao, is the sister of Sima Huan, the current minister, and the niece of the Queen Mother.

Sima Huan has meritorious service in destroying the wind and Qingguo, and his status has risen greatly in the court, and his sister has naturally become more and more arrogant, and even the queen has to let her score three points.

Sima Jiao has a total of six people.

Four palace maids, two eunuchs.

The women of the four palaces are called: Chunlan, Qinghe (Hua Xihuan), Snow Chrysanthemum, and Red Plum (Mo Xiangli).

The two eunuchs are called: Chensheng and Dushou.

When the rooster crows, it is the time when Hua Xihuan, Chunlan, Chensheng, and Dushou get up.

She is Qinghe next to Concubine Rong, and it has been about a year since she was given this name since she was working under Concubine Rong, but she prefers her real name Hua Xihuan.

Because of his extraordinary cooking skills, the master is responsible for Rong Guifei's meals, getting up early every day and cooking in the dark, while Youlan is responsible for doing the work, and also burning wood, washing vegetables, washing dishes, boiling water and other tasks.

Chensheng and Dushou are eunuchs, mainly responsible for heavy work such as fetching water and chopping wood, and the two take turns to exchange jobs.

When the rooster crowed, it was the time when Mo Xiangli and Xue Ju got up.

She is the red plum next to Concubine Rong, Hongmei is not her name, Mo Xiangli is not her name, as for her real name, no one has called her for too long, and she has been forgotten in her memory. Because of his sharp hands and feet, the Lord is responsible for serving tea and pouring water.

Xue Ju is the personal maid of Rong Guifei's mother's house, and she is the female official in charge of Ronghua Pavilion, and she is mainly responsible for taking care of the clothes and makeup of the lady on weekdays, and transmitting letters.

The rooster crowed three times, and when the sun was shining three times, Concubine Rong got up lazily, and the people had everything ready for her.

"Where's the red plum?" After Concubine Rong had breakfast, she gently pinched the tea lid, lowered her head and tasted the tea, and suddenly asked.

A few maids who were waiting were stunned, some pretended to be stunned, and some were really stunned.

Mo Xiangli lowered his head, endured the discomfort of his body, took a step forward, peeked at Concubine Rong who was drinking tea with his eyes, and said cautiously: "Slave, I went to the plum garden last night to fold the plum and was discovered, and the plum blossom was lost when I fled......"

"." Concubine Rong shouted sternly with a stern face, and smashed the tea bowl in her palm on the table quickly, and the loud sound was accompanied by the splashing hot soup, which frightened the palace maid below.

Concubine Rong's delicate hibiscus face was unfortunately ruined by her arrogant arrogance.

The corners of her mouth pulled a sneer, and then she said angrily: "I'm afraid that you are lazy and haven't gone at all, that plum garden is guarded by the armed forbidden army, if you are discovered, how did the little palace maid escape, you are nonsense at all."

"Niangniang, Hongmei, she really ......" Before Hua Xihuan's words of pleading were finished, Mo Xiangli silently put his fingers behind his back, and signaled her to stop.

"The slave asks the mother to forgive her sins." After Mo Xiangli finished saying this, his knees puffed, knelt on the cold ground, lowered his head and pursed his red lips and confessed.

Hua Xihuan looked at Mo Xiangli, who was guilty for no reason, and secretly resented, Concubine Rong was simply setting up a situation and deliberately rectifying the departure.

Concubine Rong's move was only because she visited the garden yesterday afternoon, and she happened to hear people talking about it in private, and she held a grudge because she was not as beautiful as Mo Xiangli.

At that time, Li'er knelt down and thought that her appearance was ugly, not as good as the glamorous Rong Guifei Niangniang.

Niangniang didn't say anything in front of everyone at the time, but after returning to the palace, before going to bed last night, she deliberately ordered Li'er to go to the forbidden garden to fold plums, and was waiting to ask for the crime this morning.

"Hmph, this palace is not a narrow-minded person, as long as you kneel outside the house today and reflect until you fall asleep, if someone secretly sends food to you, you will be punished together."

After Concubine Rong left a message, Xue Ju gloated and left with her hand.

Hua Xihuan looked back, knelt on the ground and left silently, and sighed secretly, the current Holy Emperor is magnificent, and those of them who have not been selected for the position of concubines, after March, if they want, they can go out of the palace and marry on their own.

They only need to endure a little time under Concubine Rong before they can leave this cage.

At noon, the golden crow was scorching, and the snow of last night gradually melted, and the cold was about to flourish, and as the cold wind blew, it became colder and colder.

At that moment, the lonely and stubborn thin back, kneeling in the snow with a straight back, the light blue palace maid's skirt was moistened by the melting snow and became dark blue, the knees in her skirt were frozen and unconscious, and her stomach had not drunk a sip of water since she got up in the morning, and now her lower abdomen was empty and her mouth was dry.

Hua Xihuan took advantage of the fact that everyone was busy, under the pretext of going to the toilet, quietly sneaked to Mo Xiangli's side, quickly took out a bun from her arms, broke it secretly, and stuffed it into her mouth, her big eyes as clear as a stream looked around nervously, and urged the stunned Xiangli: "Eat quickly."

"I can't swallow my mouth and I want to drink." Mo Xiangli raised his head and whispered aggrievedly.

It was a beautiful and beautiful face that made the snow lose out.

On the face of a white tender melon seed without fat powder, a pair of stubborn eyes like a cold plum, under the indirect flutter of the black feather, people can't help but love and pity, unusual women's collapsed nose, her nose stands upright with a hint of a woman's delicateness, and the thin red lips, with a bewitching sexiness, make men can't help but kiss Fangze.

Her figure is unusual for a woman, tall and slender but delicate, even the most bloated winter coat can't hide her slender figure.

"I didn't bring water." Hua Xihuan's apricot eyes turned around, looked at Bai Xue's eyes and suddenly paid attention, walked to the side of the flowers and plants, plucked the wooden hairpin between the buns, scraped some clean snow with the tail, sandwiched it in the steamed bun that was still warm, and stuffed it into her mouth.

Mo Xiangli swallowed the moist snow steamed bun in his stomach, and his cold body finally barely rose up his strength.

"Ah Huan, I met the emperor last night, and he promised to take me out of this Ronghua Pavilion today. He promised me to love for the rest of my life, and with him I might be able to find my relatives. ”

Xiang Li remembered the honey words on the pillow last night, and her fair face was flushed with two points of thin red, thinking that as long as she became a concubine and found her relatives with her power, the will to support her in her heart was a little more tenacious.

Hua Xihuan couldn't help but raise her hand and touch it, Mo Xiangli's forehead was at a normal temperature, and she didn't have a fever! Why, the day is talking nonsense.

She stuffed the steamed bun into Mo Xiangli's mouth, and couldn't help but tease: "You have dreamed of it last night."

Mo Xiangli swallowed the steamed bun and snorted arrogantly: "The people who have left their dreams so far are afraid that you will chase into this palace as a palace maid for the sake of a mere master, have you seen him?"

Hua Xihuan's plain little face immediately wilted, and she sighed and said sadly: "He is a dignified prime minister, I have a shallow relationship with him, he is a celestial, I am an ant, how can I be worthy of him."

"Ah Huan, if I become a concubine, I will do my best to help you marry him." Mo Xiangli's eyes made a firm promise, and the smile on his face suddenly bloomed, like a spring flower.

"Haha, don't brag about it." Smile's eyes narrowed.

Mo Xiang's eyes kept flashing, and the man's handsome face, under the candle, was ambiguously chuckling, promising a picture of love in the next life.

However, the golden crow fell, the bright moon rose, her cheeks were numb by the cold wind, and her feet were already irritated by the cold and unconscious.

She fell on the cold snow and burst into tears, staring at the swan feather snow, her eyes flickering between light and darkness, and she comforted herself dimly: "The emperor must be busy with government affairs, maybe he will send someone to greet her tomorrow." ”

Since the day the snow melted, Mo Xiangli had a high fever for seven days, and many times he was only a line away from Lord Yama, but fortunately, he was born with cheap bones, and under the careful care of Hua Xihuan, he survived, and the haggard and slashed gust of wind could blow away, and the situation became more and more difficult in Concubine Rong.

On this day, Mo Xiangli was just able to go to the ground, Hua Xihuan looked for her to eat, and saw her take off the jade pendant around her neck from a distance, and stuff it into the hands of a eunuch with an inseparable face.

Hua Xihuan looked at the eunuch and nodded away, frowned and approached and asked, "Li'er, what are you doing?" ”

"This man is the eunuch in front of him, and I want to ask him to bring a word." Mo Xiangli turned around and said, his eyes full of longing.

Hua Xihuan couldn't help frowning secretly, the old mention of him was the closest to her son, which made her suspicious, if this was true, it had been a few days, and she hadn't heard any movement from the emperor's side.

"Li'er, how did you give away your mother's relics. My mother said that ordinary men have three wives and four concubines, and if they lose one and love one, they are not beautiful enough, besides, there are three thousand beauties in the emperor's harem, and he is afraid that he will ......"

Mo Xiangli's face became more and more pale and difficult to look at with Hua Xihuan's words, and he covered his ears and said: "I shouldn't have come back that night, he won't forget me, no, Xihuan, he's different, he's different......"

She bitterly deceived herself that he would not abandon her for five years like her brother did.

Hua Xihuan looked at Mo Xiangli's back and fled, and shook her head silently, this Rong Concubine is as scorching as a peony, but she has only had a few graces in the three years since she entered the palace, not to mention that the emperor will really remember her if she accepts the grace of dew?