Chapter 20: The eldest son

In the middle of the night, it suddenly rained finely, Shen Qinghe hurried to the Queen Mother with dinner steps to serve, between the overlapping steps, the rain changed from a slightly cool rain silk to a rain curtain that could not be opened, puddles quickly accumulated on the ground, water beads splashed, wetting her flying skirt, the yellow umbrella she was holding could not withstand the rain, slightly tilted, the rain "ticked and ticked", as if falling on the jade plate.

Shen Qinghe's eyes lifted, and he looked into the distance, under the rain curtain, all the people and scenes in the Ci'an Hall became blurred, and only a carved hollow lantern hanging under the corridor remained, which was smeared in the rain and scattered silver flowers.

Shen Qinghe's footsteps did not stop, the sheepskin lantern in her hand shook out a soft light with her hurried steps, her hand holding the lantern was exposed under the umbrella, it had been soaked by the rain, a little cold, but the coldest and loneliest time of the year will eventually pass with one spring rain after another, and the city of Kyoto will usher in spring flowers.

"Ahem."

Shen Qinghe walked all the way, cold wind was poured into his throat, and he couldn't help coughing lightly, Honeysuckle came out quickly, and Ma Li took the umbrella and lantern in her hand: "It's raining, why should my aunt rush over, the Queen Mother is always waiting for us." ”

Honeysuckle touched Shen Qinghe's cold fingertips, and couldn't help but say: "There is silver carbon burning in the hall, auntie, go and warm your hands, the queen mother has already freshened up, auntie, don't forget to rub hair oil on the queen mother, that cup of red date bird's nest is warm in the white porcelain flower vessel, everything in the hall is cleaned up." ”

Shen Qinghe slowly rubbed the back of his hand, felt the warmth in the hall, and said as usual: "I know, after you go down, let people add a few more lights, the road is slippery on rainy days, tell them to be careful, I will keep vigil today, and you guys should rest early." ”

"Hey." Honeysuckle answered, and walked back to the dark night outside with the wet umbrella.

Shen Qinghe's pace slowed down, there were other little palace maids on duty in the hall, she checked the doors and windows in the hall, and walked to the double-eared bronze heavy flower carbon furnace that rose from the heat source, the rain outside seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, and the sound down the eaves was very clear, Shen Qinghe didn't lift the curtain until the whole person warmed up.

The Queen Mother was sitting at the desk with her forehead propped up, the rosewood Buddha beads in her hand were clattering, Shen Qinghe first took the pine juice hair oil, and then waited closely, the smell of pine juice was much lighter than the smell of ordinary flowers, and Shen Qinghe waited until his hand was hot enough to cover it. 𝙒.π™‘π“žπŸ„³πŸ†ƒπ•Ž.π“’πŸ„Ύπ™’

"The palace maid beside the queen has been disposed of." The Queen Mother closed her eyes and changed her posture.

Shen Qinghe began to wipe it a second time: "Yes, the slave maid watched Mo Chun dispose of it, and she is the female official next to the queen's mother." The one called Jinping, the queen mother is really reluctant, and the slave maid also left her a life according to the queen mother's wishes, presumably in the future, she will no longer dare to act arrogantly. ”

"The mourners know." The Queen Mother snorted coldly and said with disgust: "The queen is not taught by the daughter of a good family, otherwise, a maidservant, where will there be anything reluctant to give, if she can carry it, she should be sent out of the palace after a life, let the Runan Mansion take it, and save it from having trouble in the future." ”

The Queen Mother has a lot of resentment towards the woman who calculated her brother-in-law, and she has never called the Duchess of Runan until now, but resentment is resentment, in the final analysis, it is still her brother who did not hold it, otherwise, how can it be a chance for people to take advantage of it, the Queen Mother frowned and said: "Now that the matter is over, even if it is over, what complaints can be spread from Jiang Meiren's side?" ”

"Back to the Queen Mother, the slave maid said all the good things to Jiang Meiren, Jiang Meiren understood the stakes, thanked the slave and maid and obediently returned to Ganquan Palace." After wiping the hair oil, Shen Qinghe rubbed his hands over and over again, bending his fingertips over and over again.

The Queen Mother bowed slightly: "Jiang Meiren is interesting, and it is the virtuous concubine who is not interesting." ”

Shen Qinghe's gaze stayed for a moment, and he could hear the coldness in the Queen Mother's tone, Jiang Meiren was just the target, and Concubine Xian was the initiator, but the queen did let Concubine Xian take the handle this time, although the Queen Mother was angry, she couldn't, fortunately, Jiang Meiren was a smart person.

The Queen Mother asked again: "When you go to the Qinzheng Palace, how is the virtuous concubine?" ”

Shen Qinghe wiped his hands clean and said softly: "When the slave maid went, Concubine Xian was talking about the queen's mother, but fortunately, the saint didn't say anything at the time, and in the end, he sent Concubine Xian out." ”

"Concubine Xian is used to coaxing people." The Queen Mother unveiled the bird's nest handed over: "Then today, who is sleeping?" ”

Shen Qinghe's eyes focused on the layer of water vapor in the bowl, her autumn eyes darkened deeply, her raised hand remained unmoved, and said lightly: "It's Concubine Xian." ”

No matter how good the bird's nest is stewed for a long time, it will lose its taste, not to mention that this is still prepared by the Queen Mother before she freshened up, the lid was loosened, and the Queen Mother had no intention of enjoying it, Shen Qing