Concubine Zhao and Concubine Shen walked on the long street of the harem, Concubine Zhao twisted her waist, looked around, and asked aloud: "I don't know what Concubine Shen thinks of today's bet, who do you think will win?" ”

Concubine Shen took a deep breath, looked at the Imperial Garden in the distance, and walked onto the cobblestone path of the Imperial Garden with her skirt in her hand.

"Who can guess the emperor's thoughts, there are laughter and laughter in the Endless Mirror Palace, our family is very close to Xiao's mother, and whoever loses or wins may not be able to tell. But Concubine Jing's face will definitely not be buried here, after all, there is still the title Jing. ”

Concubine Zhao also smiled knowingly and said, "Then there will be a good show tomorrow morning." ”

After the morning meeting was dispersed, Li Lanxiang and Sun Duxue caught up with Jiang Yao and thanked them: "Thanks to Concubine Jing's rescue today, otherwise the imperial concubine would not let us go."

Sun Duxue also said vaguely: "Thank you."

"Since you know your identity and status, don't insist on instigating trouble, becoming a blade in the hands of the queen's group, and no one can protect you in the end."

Jiang Yao reprimanded Sun Duxue with a cold face, and Sun Duxue stopped angrily and stomped on the long street.

In the palace of nourishing the heart, Kant entered the palace after receiving the news, and said: "Your Majesty, during the morning meeting of the queen's mother, there was a dispute, Concubine Jing and the queen made a bet, see where the emperor will spend the night tonight."

"Oh? Interesting, I dare to guess my mind? What are the stakes? ”

Duan Jingyan was painting a woman at this time, the woman was dressed in white, her hair was loose, moving with the wind, and a glazed begonia hairpin was pinned to her head. It's just that the face has not been written for a long time.

"If you lose, Concubine Jing, including Concubine Jing, the three concubines of Concubine Zhen and Sun Guiren, will be punished by the mouth. If she wins, the imperial concubine will give Concubine Jing 500,000 taels of silver tickets. ”

"It turned out that there was a lack of money."

A smile appeared on the corner of Duan Jingyan's mouth, he enjoyed the feeling of being used as a gamble, and even wanted to see how Jiang Yao invited him to pet. I don't know if it's an illusion, I always feel that Jiang Yao is more delicious.

After lunch, Liu Shangyi walked in from outside, counting the only few taels of silver in her hand, and was seen by Jiang Yao.

"Fresh ingredients, the price of the imperial dining room is really expensive, and when you hear about Xi'an Palace, you will have to pay some silver. And the gardeners of the Ministry of Internal Affairs gave the slaves and maids a bag of flower seeds for us to plant ourselves, and asked for fifty taels of silver. ”

"It's okay, we'll have money soon."

Liu Shangyi was surprised, and then there was a burst of sadness, "In the past, when we were in the Jingyuan Palace, we never saw the emperor come over at noon, and now the emperor went to the Jingyuan Palace last time. ”

"It's all gone, and now it's what we deserve."

Jiang Yao put the clothes sent by Yaochi on the shelf, and cut them wantonly with scissors, Liu Shangyi was frightened, thinking that Jiang Yao was confused by the imperial concubine, and took the clothes to vent.

"Niangniang, this is the only piece of clothing you can handle, you can't destroy it."

"I know."

Liu Shangyi stood beside Jiang Yao, but when she saw that she still looked unhappy about not cutting, she was about to stop her, but Jiang Yao pushed her to the kitchen, "Shangyi went to wash the vegetables first, slaughtered the fish, and went to cook dinner when I finished cutting." ”

"Okay."

Liu Shangyi didn't have anything to do with Jiang Yao, Jiang Yao cut her clothes here, then went into the kitchen, and made a few good meals, and when she finished cooking, it was already twilight.

Jiang Yao hurriedly changed into pale pink clothes and walked out of the palace gate with Konghou in her arms.

At this time, Jing Yan was lying on the rocking chair of the Mirror Circle Palace, and he was full of thoughts about what Jiang Yao would use to make him appear in the Mirror Round Palace.

Ah Yao and Keats chased after the queen to tell the story, and the queen sat down beside Duan Jingyan and said, "The concubine is really a little exhausted, and the two children are really a little troublesome."

"Then Ah Yao just take a break."

The queen pulled the corners of her mouth with a dry smile, took Duan Jingyan's hand and said, "It's getting late, the concubine will serve the emperor and go to bed."

"There's no hurry."

Duan Jingyan poured a glass of wine, poured himself a drink, and looked at Ah Yao and Keats who were jubilant in the courtyard, his eyes narrowed slightly. As long as she doesn't enter the house and doesn't go to bed, the queen always feels that there is no certainty in her heart.

If she loses tonight, I'm afraid Song Qing won't spare her easily, so the queen walked towards Duan Jingyan seductively, stroked her chest with her hand, and teased Duan Jingyan.

"Your Majesty, the concubine thinks the emperor is ......"

Duan Jingyan looked at the constant flattery in front of him, his expression was a little like a prostitute in a green building, especially the rough and dry feel of the tentacles, which made Duan Jingyan greatly disinterested.

"You go to sleep first."

Duan Jingyan had a displeased look on her face, the queen looked at him and frowned, asked Qin to help her, and said in her ear: "The queen should go and freshen up first, the emperor is already in the palace."

The queen lifted her skirt and watched Duan Jingyan drink the wine one by one, and there was no way, Ying Ying bowed and said, "The concubine is going to bathe first, and the emperor should enter the palace to rest earlier."

Duan Jingyan didn't give any response, and the queen followed Wenqin to the soup pool.

He didn't know what was wrong with him today, and began to frequently deny the person in front of him, thinking about Jiang Yao and meeting her, but the person in front of him had made her lose interest at all.

Jiang Yao hugged Wangsheng and walked up to the pavilion near the Thousand Carp Pond in Jingyuan Palace, the pavilion is located on a rockery, and today's moonlight is like a silver-white light curtain covering the earth, lining Jiang Yao's skin is even more snow-white.

She sat on a stone bench, blown by the breeze, and even though the spring flowers were blooming in March, the cold still made her shrunk.

She hugged Wangsheng and gently played the strings, her fingers sliding through it, like a woman's makeup, gentle and affectionate. Duan Jingyan heard the sound of Gong Hou coming from the Imperial Garden, and knew that it was Jiang Yao.

But he was still lying quietly in the courtyard of the Mirror Circle Palace, gently rocking the chaise longue, and Kant waited beside Duan Jingyan, listening quietly with his eyebrows lowered. Duan Jingyan also closed his eyes and listened to the sound of the heavenly sound.

He knew that Jiang Yao deliberately wanted to fish him, and he was not in a hurry when he listened to the strings, so how could he be anxious?

Jiang Yao talked quietly, she saw that the Jingyuan Palace was still brightly lit, and she also knew that the sound of the piano could be transmitted to the past, Duan Jingyan could hear it, her slender fingers slid on it, and the tunes of recalling the past flowed out.

The queen, who was still bathing at this time, was asked that the piano was waiting for the bath, and she closed her eyes and enjoyed the expression, and when she heard the sound of the piano, she asked in shock: "But someone is playing?"

"It's Concubine Jing's Gonghou."

After getting along for a while, I still know the strings of the music, with all kinds of feelings, and all kinds of sorrows, Concubine Jing makes the man indulge in the face, no one can escape.

"She really dares to break ground on the head of this palace!"

With that, the queen got up from the water and stepped up from the bath. The sharp-eyed Qinqin immediately saw the queen's somewhat sagging breasts, as well as her lustrous skin, exuding gloom.

The queen glared at Wen Qin, who quickly lowered her eyes and handed over the bath towel to wipe her body for the queen. The queen put on her coat and walked towards the courtyard, she panicked in her heart, afraid that Jiang Yao would really snatch away her hard-won favor.

"Concubine Jing, you slut!"

She cursed in her heart, sped up her pace and rushed to the courtyard, and the sound she heard when she entered the courtyard was very tactful, and her heart was even tighter when she listened, and she saw Duan Jingyan still lying there at a corner.

As if she was drunk, she stepped forward and looked at Duan Jingyan's closed eyes, exuding the smell of alcohol all over her body, and pushed his body suspiciously, "Your Majesty, it's cold outside, let's go into the house and sleep." ”

Duan Jingyan didn't have any reaction, and Kant replied on the side: "Presumably the emperor drank too much today, let's go in first, and the slave will help the emperor into the dormitory."

The queen watched Duan Jingyan get drunk, and her heart instantly blossomed, thinking that even if Concubine Jing played her fingers badly, she couldn't play it, she couldn't stand people and couldn't go, and she would have to appreciate Concubine Jing's rotten face tomorrow.

"Be careful, help me in, ask Qin to put out the lights and candles in the courtyard, and take the prince and princess to sleep late at night."

Wenqin leaned over, extinguished the lights in the courtyard, and took Yao and Keats to the side hall.

The queen twisted her waist and walked proudly into the dormitory, but Kant stood motionless in the courtyard, he knew that Duan Jingyan was not drunk, he could drink very much, and whether he was drunk or not depended on whether the emperor wanted to get drunk or not.

Jiang Yao also saw that the lights in the Jingyuan Palace had gone out, and knew that Duan Jingyan was going to sleep peacefully, and suddenly felt a dull pain in his heart.

Did he really refuse to come? There is no nostalgia at all......