Concubine De's eyes rolled a few times, then she ...... You have to do what you want.

Concubine De first asked people to get blankets for Mu Zhao.

Before the blanket was covered on Mu Zhao's body, Mu Zhao opened his eyes.

The palace maid met Mu Zhao's eyes, and the blanket didn't dare to put it down.

Concubine De on the side didn't know what was going on, and asked the palace maid, "What are you doing in a daze, quickly cover it for the county lord." ”

"No need," Mu Zhao said, "I just look a little sour, I want to close my eyes and recuperate, not sleep." ”

"It's getting dark, and it's getting a little cold, so it's always good for the county lord to cover it."

Mu Zhao said again, "No need. ”

This time, Mu Zhao's tone was a little stiff and displeased, and Concubine De hurriedly said: "Okay, if the county lord doesn't want to build it, then don't build it." ”

Mu Zhao thought of a palace maid holding a blanket in her previous life, deliberately covering her with a breath left, and then taking it away, humiliating her again and again.

She understands that it is just to see the former proud women of the sky fall into the abyss, and they come to step on it, as if they can show their nobility.

Mu Zhao suppressed his recollection, and also suppressed the anger in his heart, and continued to look at the masters of Chinese painting.

Concubine De took the initiative to say: "This master of Chinese painting, his painting skills are good, and his character is also very good, so even if I invite him to the harem and let him paint for us, Your Majesty is also relieved." ”

Mu Zhao smiled, "Hmm." ”

She laughed, entirely because Concubine De said that the emperor was relieved.

But the eyes of this master of Chinese painting looking at this concubine are really not innocent.

Concubine De understood that Mu Zhao was really interested in him, "He is filial to his parents......."

Who's going to care about him? Mu Zhao silently rolled his eyes and asked, "Has he ever been married?" ”

After speaking, she felt some small voices around her.

Mu Zhao glanced at it and saw the concubine's hand clenched under the palace clothes.

Concubine De felt more and more that she had guessed, and she said enthusiastically: "I am also married, but my wife died early, leaving him a daughter, who is twenty-eight years old at this time." ”

Twenty-eight years old, that's 16 years old,

Mu Zhao said unashamedly: "It's as big as me." ”

Although she is fifty years old in her heart, she is ...... Who made this body only sixteen?

Concubine De nodded a little awkwardly.

"Yes, but the master of Chinese painting doesn't look like he is not confused."

Mu Zhao looked at him, he didn't look like it in the afternoon, but it looked very similar at this time.

Because every time he raised his head, his eyes were full of vicissitudes.

Concubine De saw that she was fascinated again, and stopped talking with interest.

After a while, the master of Chinese painting finally finished painting.

Mu Zhao raised his hand, "Spring Peach." ”

"Yes," Chun Tao asked Mu Zhao to lift up.

Mu Zhao looked at the concubine as he was lifted up.

The concubine's bones seemed to be good, but she was extremely thin, with a little heavy dark circles under her eyes, and red bloodshot eyes.

It looked like he was exhausted.

And coincidentally, she knows this concubine - Lin Cairen

When Mu Zhao entered the cold palace in his previous life, Lin Cairen was already in the cold palace, and Lin Cairen was the only one who took care of her in the cold palace.

But at that time, Lin Cairen had his tongue pulled out and couldn't speak.

Later, when the door was closed by heavy snow, she survived with difficulty, but she never saw Lin Cairen again.

Mu Zhao shouted excitedly and regretfully, "Lin Cairen." ”

Lin Cairen didn't make any moves.

Concubine De accosted, "County Lord, who are you shouting?" ”

Mu Zhao pointed at Lin Cairen.

"Then you should be mistaken, this is Lin Jieyu."

Lin Jieyu? Jieyu is the third grade, and the talented person is the fifth grade, so she was demoted before entering the cold palace.

But this is also normal.

Mu Zhao nodded, "It's my mistake, Lin Jieyu." ”