Hibiscus Xuan.

November, late autumn.

The weather was already cold, and I obediently half lay on the bed/couch, drinking the decoction that Qiaohui fed me without saying a word. The inky black medicine was bitter and fishy, but I never frowned.

Qiaohui felt sorry for me, and placed candied fruit on the side, thinking that she could clear the astringency in my mouth for me.

I smiled and shook my head, as if I had never seen anything as sweet as honey.

I think...... Beware of the bottom of your heart becoming a barren land covered with Coptis chinensis, bitterness or non-bitterness is actually meaningless.

My body has been raised for nearly two months, and in the past two months, I have never stepped out of Furong Xuan.

I heard that Qing Cang took Concubine Hua to Yikun Palace to search the palace, and then found a bag of saffron that caused me to lose my fetus.

I heard that the Duan family restored the identity of Concubine Shu, but she was given a green card, and she was not grounded, but it was like a grounding.

I heard that Lin Shougui, who was tyrannical in the Forbidden City, suddenly died violently in his house. Qing Cang sent someone to investigate, but in the end he got a result of hanging himself. It's ridiculous and ridiculous, but no one dares to stand up and question half of it.

Heard...... I'm a concubine now. Everyone called me a son-in-law, and Qiaohui and others also changed their names to call me master.

Hmmm, right...... That's right, even I heard that I was promoted.

I don't know what's going on behind all these things, there is no decree, no one comes to congratulate me.

Even Qingcang never comes in the daylight.

Well...... Qiaohui said, Qingcang is always at night, after I fell asleep. I would stay for two hours at a time, and then I would wake up and leave.

I don't have the energy to use fake sleep to confirm the truth of Qiao Hui's words, and I don't think about whether Qing Cang is due to guilt or something else.

So far, whether he comes or not, what does he think in his heart, and what does it matter? The most important thing for me is to take care of my body.

I know that the whole palace is waiting to see my jokes right now. Look at me, watch me make trouble, watch me disobey the monarch, watch me fall out of favor because of miscarriage.

Scold...... How can I let them get what they want?

A male fetus for a promotion is a loss-making business. If I dwell on the past again, what will I be sorry for?

When I drank the last sip of bitter medicine, I saw Hua Xin twisting the waist of the water snake and came in, and said, "Master, the little master of Rou Ronghua is asking to see me outside." ”

Rou Ronghua ...... Here she is again.

Originally, I was married to her, but I also relied on the fact that I had a child in my belly, and I thought I could make her attach to me. After the miscarriage, she thought that she must have found another Gao Zhi'er. Unexpectedly, in the end, the number of times she came to Furong Xuan was compared to Concubine Hua and Sister Zhihua, and she became the most frequent one.

"Let her in." I whispered.

"Yes."

Today's Rou Ronghua was wearing a royal blue long cotton palace dress, combed an ingot bun, and only a beaded flower and a silver step were pinned to the bun. The whole person still looks a little weak, but this simple and generous dress makes her more and more charming in the weakness.

She is no longer the Rou Ronghua who has fallen out of favor for many years, and it is said that Qingcang often goes to accompany her to eat and play chess. In the eyes of outsiders, it only took her less than two months to become a hot figure in the palace. Everyone is in a hurry to stammer, flattering.

The grace is not shallow, but he still keeps a low profile, which is extremely rare.

"This palace looks very windy outside, why do you bother to come here at this time?" I half-propped myself up and whispered.