In Jingxi Palace, Lu Yuan threw herself into the arms of the Empress Dowager Xiaochun and cried bitterly, venting to her heart's content, and the Empress Dowager gently stroked her hair with her hands covered with green muscles, her eyes full of pity.

She spoke slowly, her voice revealing the old: "Yuanyuan, everyone has a heart of pity, think about your mother, she also wrote a letter to the mourning family the day before yesterday, ask the mourning family to explain you well, you have to cheer up, don't let your mother worry too much." ”

When it comes to her mother, Lu Yuan's mind comes up with the weathered faces of her father and mother, who have suffered in Shu for three years, and now they have just come back to settle down, and they should have been living for a long time, but they are still worried about her daughter, thinking of this, a sense of self-blame arises spontaneously, and gradually stops sobbing.

Seeing that she didn't cry anymore, the Empress Dowager Xiaochun slowly rubbed her hands and said: "The mourning family has begged for you a few times, and the emperor laughed at it every time, just let the mourning family not worry about these trivial matters." The emperor is not my biological son, and he is not with me after all. The mourning family is also very confused now, and they don't know whether it was right or wrong to let you into the harem in the first place. ”

Lu Yuan raised his head, his eyes showed firmness, and said: "Yuanyuan has never regretted it, and now my whole family has returned to Beijing, these are all the credit of my aunt." ”

The Queen Mother sighed: "Yuanyuan, you have to follow your heart. ”

Lu Yuan smiled with tears in her eyes: "Yuanyuan's heart is to hope that the family will be reunited and happy, hasn't it been realized now?" Aunt, Yuanyuan is greedy and wants to reunite with her flesh and blood, so please ask her aunt to help. ”

The Empress Dowager Xiaochun said lovingly: "That's natural. ”

Coming out of Ci'an Palace, Lu Yuan's heart was already a lot firmer, and the two slowly walked back to Jingxi Palace, and as soon as they arrived at the main gate, they heard the voice of Combing Yue in the courtyard: "Sister Chunhua, the people in the Internal Affairs Office are too high-minded, the emperor has only not come to us for a few days, and those slaves have their eyes to the sky one by one, you see, what we are given are some leftover materials picked by others, how to tailor clothes for the master?" ”

Chunhua was furious: "The dog's eyes look at people low, if it were me, I would have to throw these materials in their faces, no, I'll go and reason with them, in the past, none of them had the benefit of our Jingxi Palace!" ”

Chunhua just stepped on the front foot, and as soon as she went out, she happened to meet Lu Yuan head-on, and the expression of Biluo behind her was very unnatural, she knew that what she had just said had fallen into Lu Yuan's ears, and she didn't know what to say.

Lu Yuan just didn't care, and wrote lightly: "My clothes are enough to wear, so I don't need to make new ones this winter." After speaking, he went back to the temple to rest.

Biluo looked at the scattered fabrics, the color was dull, and some of the fabrics even had mildew spots, she frowned, and said, "Pick a few good horses to make a few clothes for the girls, and throw the others away." Be careful when you speak in the future, and don't annoy your master. ”

Chunhua nodded embarrassedly.

In the bedroom, under the slightly beating lamps and candles, Lu Yuan took off her clothes and put down the green silk like ink, and her pure body like white jade was naked in the mirror, without a trace of flaw, it was such youth and beauty, and there was no sign of having just given birth.

Looking at the face again, there is still a peach blossom in the mirror, but under a closer look, the haggard color cannot be concealed. After staring at it for a long time, she opened the makeup on the dresser, took out the fat powder that An Lingyue personally concocted, applied a layer of light fat powder, carefully traced the powder, wiped off the sorrow between her eyebrows, and put red rouge on her lips.

She took out a crimson dark embroidered sea dress from the bottom of the box, slowly put it on her body, and then little by little pulled up her silky long hair, coiled it into a wishful bun, and a jade hairpin slanted through the bun hung down a few thin tassels, and the pair of jade earrings on the cheeks were printed into a glow, and a light gold flower was carefully pasted between the eyebrows.

Looking at himself carefully decorated in the mirror, in a trance, it seemed that he was still the carefree thirteen or fourteen-year-old Lu Yuan, coquettish beside his father and mother, climbing trees and digging birds' nests behind his brothers, and writing poems with Brother Zhenyuan. All this seems to have passed for a long time, and it seems to be as vivid as yesterday.

Tears flowed silently, washing away the makeup that had just been painted, and the tears on his face were intertwined.

The red face is not old and the old grace is broken first, and he reclines on the lavender cage and sits until Ming, which is probably the saddest fate of the women in the harem. No, I can't let such a fate fall on me, I want my child back, she is so small, so soft, ignorant and ignorant, how can she lose the caress of her own mother in her infancy?

Sadness and depression are enough, for the peace that parents and relatives have just regained, in order for the young daughter to be able to return to her side, she can only swallow tears into her stomach, a woman living in the deep palace, can not be arrogant, can not be stubborn, can not be stubborn, if you want to survive in this indifferent harem, you can only pull out the thorns on your body, obedience, obedience, has always been the most valued virtue in this harem.

Of course, if you want to go left and right and rise to the top, the most important thing is to have the favor of the king, even if it is just petted but not loved. She, Lu Yuan, has been living in this deep palace for three years, and she no longer expects the king's love, as long as she can get a favor and let herself grow up safely with her daughter, she is already satisfied. The years are quiet, but that's it.

The night is deep, the mind has been decided, put the clothes together and sleep, and sleep peacefully.