Even if Zhao Yan is already married, she is not insured.

As long as Emperor Qianyuan saw Zhao Yan's face, he would definitely not be able to restrain himself.

After all, for so many years, who among the women in the harem didn't know that Emperor Qianyuan had a woman in his heart and had been letting it go for many years?

Among the concubines who were later selected into the palace, several of them were more or less like Sheng Xue, either their eyebrows and eyes, or their mouths and chins, or their facial contours.

But none of them are as similar as Zhao Yan!

After all, Zhao Yan is Sheng Xue's own daughter, and her appearance is at least seventy or eighty percent with Sheng Xue!

Ridiculous things, Emperor Qianyuan had done it before, and he wouldn't mind doing it again.

Zhao Yan must not appear in front of Emperor Qianyuan.

Concubine He looked at Zhao Yanli's face, with an easy-going smile on her face, but her heart was full of murderous intent.

"Mother's ......"

The palace maid of her confidant stepped forward and asked for instructions with her eyes.

Concubine He nodded almost unscrupulously.

The palace maid understood and slowly retreated.

Zhao Yan followed Yang Jiang and sat down at the table.

The palace maids moved lightly and orderly, and brought up all kinds of snacks and placed them on the table.

When waiting for the tea, Zhao Yan saw that the palace maid was quite close, and always felt that the next moment, the tea would be spilled on her body.

She is a very vigilant person, and at such a critical moment, she will not hesitate to follow her heart.

She got up and stepped aside.

The next moment, the teacup in the palace maid's hand slipped down on the chair she was sitting on.

Zhao Yan took a step back, lowered her eyes to look at the splash of water and tea, and the corners of her lips curled slightly.

Sure enough, it was as she expected.

"Slaves should be damned!"

The palace maid hurriedly knelt down and confessed her guilt.

"The thing that doesn't have long eyes has shocked my distinguished guest, so don't get down!" He Concubine scolded.

"Zhao Yan, are you okay?" Yang Jiang restrained the disappointment in his heart, and glanced up and down at Zhao Yan with concern.

"Thank you aunt for your concern, it's okay." Zhao Yan lowered her head and replied very docilely.

"Re-serve the tea." Concubine He commanded again.

Soon, the palace maids changed the tea cups again, and the chair where Zhao Yan was sitting was also wiped clean.

"You may be seated."

The palace maid stepped forward quite politely to help Zhao Yan.

"Thank you, Zhao Yan can't stand her aunt's service." Zhao Yan dodged her hand and sat back by herself.

She was more cautious than Fang Cai, staring at the actions of those palace maids out of the corner of her eyes, thinking in her heart that the same trick should not be used twice with the concubine.

Sure enough, when I ate the tea fruit next, I stopped.

There was only the voice of Concubine and Yang Jiang talking from time to time.

Zhao Yan looked at it, and Concubine He seemed to be only close to Yang Jiang's family.

Jiang Qingrou's mother and daughter just sat next to them and laughed, nodding from time to time.

Even Zhao Ruxiu, who was the most uncontrollable, did not speak.

Zhao Yan guessed that Jiang Qingrou's mother and daughter should be a trick to disturb her mind on purpose.

This is Concubine He and Yang Jiang are afraid that only she will follow Yang Jiang to Concubine He, she will be vigilant and deliberately call a few more people.

She picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.

These people will never understand how wary people who grew up like her would be to people outside.

Even if more people came in today, her vigilance would not drop by half a point.

"Zhao Yan, it's the Fuguo Mansion that you only entered this year, right?" Concubine He looked at Zhao Yan with a smile.

"Yes." Zhao Yan lowered her eyes and said yes.

"How old are you?" Concubine He asked again.

"Eighteen." Zhao Yan still didn't raise her eyes, but just lowered her eyes and replied.

"Eighteen." Concubine He showed a little emotion on her face: "What a good age, I can't go back to this palace." ”

Zhao Yan lowered her eyebrows and did not speak.

Jiang Qingrou smiled flatteringly: "The mother is well-maintained, young and beautiful, and she doesn't look much older than our eldest sister." ”

"Really?" Concubine He laughed, raised her hand to stroke her sideburns, and looked at Yang Jiang: "Sister-in-law's sister, she is really good at talking." ”

"The mother is beautiful, it is well known." Yang Jiang also spoke.

"When I was young, I was okay, but if I got older this year, I would be more and more unlike." Concubine He stood up and looked left and right: "I look at Zhao Yan, I am quite in love, you come in with me." ”

Zhao Yan also got up: "Yes." ”

Yang Jiang looked at her back as she followed Concubine He's inward, and his eyes showed a light that he was determined to get.

Just now, Zhao Yan dodged the tea.

This time, Concubine He took action in person, she wanted to see, how could Zhao Yan hide again this time?

Zhao Ruxiu looked at Zhao Yan's back, her eyes showed jealousy, she had entered the palace with her mother several times, and she had never summoned them with her concubine.

This time, it was difficult to come to Ganquan Palace, she originally felt very honored, and thought that it was Zhao Yan who was stained with their light.

Who knows, in the end, Concubine He will be closer to Zhao Yan, doesn't that mean that their mother and daughter are all touched by Zhao Yanguang?

What's so good about Zhao Yan?

How could Concubine Niangniang be willing to meet this slut alone? She was indignant and jealous.

"Take your eyes away." Yang Jiang turned around, saw Zhao Ruxiu's undisguised face, frowned and said to Jiang Qing: "Sister, Xiu'er, you can teach a good lesson, you can't be happy and angry, don't be so public."

If you write everything you want on your face, you will suffer a big loss in the future. ”

She has always been serious, likes to take the posture of the elders, and treats the teachings of the juniors politely.

There were few children in the family, both eldest and younger, who were close to her, except, of course, her own son.

When Zhao Ruxiu heard this, she didn't dare to talk back, and lowered her head, but she was unconvinced.

"Your aunt is right, you have to remember that it's all for your good." Jiang Qingrou explained to Zhao Ruxiu.

She used to be a little dissatisfied with her eldest sister's love to teach other people's children.

But looking at it today, what the eldest sister said still has some truth.

Xiu'er wants to change this temperament to a good student, otherwise, if she doesn't mention anything, she won't suffer any losses, marry into her husband's family, and put everything on her face at every turn, and she won't have a good life.

She regretted her connivance with Zhao Ruxiu at the beginning.

In comparison, Yuehua is more well-behaved, never using how she teaches, but she is sensible everywhere.

It was because of Zhao Yuehua's well-behaved that she thought that her two daughters were average, and Zhao Ruxiu's mouth was sweet, so she ignored Zhao Ruxiu's teaching, and now it is actually a little late to teach again.

Zhao Ruxiu snorted lightly: "My sister and I are the aunt's nieces and nephews, why does the eldest aunt still help Zhao Yan to get close to Concubine He?" ”

She was not convinced by anything.

"Do you think that's a blessing?" Yang Jiang lowered his voice, not angry: "You'll know when you get back." ”

At this time, in such a place, it is naturally difficult to explain.

Zhao Ruxiu sat with a twist, very awkward, but she didn't speak again.

Inside.

When the concubine entered the room, he sat down on the soft couch.

Zhao Yan stood in front of her with her head down, looking at the floor tiles in front of her, Concubine He was still favored, the floor tiles were uniform in size, and they were paved with jasper piece by piece.

Although jasper is not valuable, it is still a little rare to have so many neat jasper bricks.

King Yong can compete with the crown prince, and he does have his confidence.

"Don't be inhibited, just sit there." Concubine He smiled and raised her hand to the chair next to her.

"Niangniang, Zhao Yan can stand." Zhao Yan still looked at the ground.

"I asked you to come in, just to talk to you, don't be too nervous." Concubine He raised her head and smiled more kindly.

Zhao Yan couldn't help but think of King Yong's picture, King Yong's picture is the same, no matter who he sees, he is always smiling, always harmless to humans and animals.

In fact, this kind of person is the most terrifying, as the so-called pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

"It's an honor for Zhao Yan to be able to afford it." Zhao Yan owes her body.

"Look at you." Concubine He stood up, walked up to her, looked at her with a smile, and loved him very much: "I have a daughter after King Yong, if she is still alive, she should be about the same age as you." ”

"Mother's Day mourning." Zhao Yan kept her head down.

Seeing that she didn't eat oil and salt, Concubine He glanced at the palace maid on the side.

The palace immediately took something and stepped forward.

Concubine He reached out and took the Nanshan jade peony crown on Zhao Yan's bun.

Zhao Yan raised her eyes to look at her, and saw that she had put a golden peony hairpin into her bun.

"Mother......" she raised her hand to stop.