There is no impermeable wall in the palace, a little wind and grass can attract everyone to speculate, the new palace maid in Yaohua Palace who has been rewarded by the saint, named Su Wen, some concubines who are not often summoned by the saint, such as Fu Guiji and others, naturally do not know who Su Wen is, but who does not know the high-ranking concubines.

At this time, after Li Yun sent Shen Qingjiao out, she returned to Jiang Guifei's side, and she was still puzzled: "Niangniang, you have said so much to Ji Wanrong, will Ji Wanrong really attack the queen?" The slave looked at the expression of Ji Wanrong when she left, as if she was not very good, after all, we didn't have much intersection with Ji Wanrong, do you need to prepare another hand? ”

"How did she climb to the position of graceful and graceful, it is not by the Queen Mother, but to put it bluntly, the Queen Mother is just using her, and now the Queen Mother is paralyzed in the Ci'an Palace, without the permission of the Holy Lord, except for the Queen, who can enter the Ci'an Palace?"

Jiang Guifei snorted coldly, her eyes were full of disdain, and she teased the budgie under the corridor with Liyun's hand: "She has no power and no power in the palace, if you want to say grace, it is nothing more than the previous Queen Mother forcing the saint to go for some more time, so that she can conceive a dragon fetus, in fact, but Erer." Therefore, Ji Wanrong is now in urgent need of a stable backer so that she can give birth to the child safely. ”

Li Yun bowed his head, took some crumbs and put them in the palm of his hand, and fed them to the parrot with dripping eyes: "In this way, what the palace maid said is also true, and the one or two times when the saint went up was probably requested by the queen mother, and I am afraid that there will be many people in the palace." ” 𝓜.𝓥𝙤🅳𝓣𝙬.🄲𝙊𝕄

"If the Holy One really loves her, he won't let her become the target of public criticism."

"Niangniang is talking about Su Wen?" Liyun immediately continued.

Jiang Guifei smiled, her sharp nails scraped the softest part of the parrot's abdomen, and sneered: "No, the women in the palace are jealous, and if a plain question is placed next to Ji Wanrong, isn't it just to attract people's eyes?" In this way, the Holy One only values the child in her womb. However, since this palace wants Ji Wanrong to work hard for this palace, then she has to give her some benefits. ”

"What do you mean?"

Jiang Guifei brushed the broken hair in her ears, and her flying eyebrows slanted into the distance: "It's almost time for lunch, you go and prepare two meals that the saint loves to eat, and accompany the palace to the Qinzheng Palace. ”

When Li Yun heard this, she immediately smiled kindly and said, "When did Niangniang go to the Qinzheng Palace, and the Holy One was gone?" The slave and maid will go and prepare. ”

Jiang Guifei accompanied Xiao Qi for an afternoon, except for the sound of laughter in the Qinzheng Palace, there was only a slight sound of talking, until twilight fell, Jiang Guifei walked out and saluted into the hall: "What the concubine said, please also ask the saint to think about it, don't chill Sister Wanrong's heart." ”

Jiang Guifei did not get a reply, she was not annoyed, and slowly returned to Chonghua Palace in a sedan chair, and soon after, the imperial honor guard outside the Qinzheng Palace went straight to Yaohua Palace.

When Xiao Qi entered the hall, Shen Qingjiao happened to loosen her long hair, and she took a dry towel from Honeysuckle to wipe off the water stains for her.

Shen Qingjiao was dressed in a plain white bedclothes, with soft white jade wrists under wide sleeves and slender fingertips to play with her own green silk, a pair of tender white jade feet stepped on the soft carpet, the water droplets on the instep rolled off, and the pink and white toes unconsciously curled together.

Xiao Qi leaned on the door frame, his eyes were hot, he clenched his fist with one hand, and coughed on his lips, so shocked that the master and servant in the hall looked back, Shen Qingjiao put away the surprise in his eyes in a trance, and without waiting for the salute, Xiao Qi took a step forward to help her and said, "Isn't your stomach heavy?" ”

The bed clothes fit better than the palace clothes, Xiao Qi's eyes unexpectedly swept over Shen Qingjiao's slightly bulging abdomen, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, while taking the long scarf in Honeysuckle's hand, he scraped Shen Qingjiao's lower abdomen with his fingertips and said: "This looks like it really looks bigger than the belly of an ordinary woman who is pregnant with a single child, and you are also working harder." Should I say it's my luck, or do you have to endure hardship? ”

There were only two people left in the hall, Shen Qingjiao and Xiao Qi, Shen Qingjiao wanted to retrieve the scarf, but Xiao Qi pressed his shoulders slightly hard and sat back on the round stool, and he naturally stood behind Shen Qingjiao to wipe her hair, and after a while, the hand strength was just right, and the strength was moderate, Shen Qingjiao was not used to it at the beginning to slowly adapt to it later, and her stiff back gradually softened.

There was still a little charcoal fire burning in the hall in order to dispel the cold of spring at night, and the water vapor after the bath gradually made the copper mirror in front of him blurry, Shen Qingjiao stared at Xiao Qi in the mirror in a daze, a vague figure, slowly overlapping with his own, and a heart that was flat and stable suddenly pounded in the silent night.

"Alright."

Xiao Qi lightly knocked the wooden teeth and combed them to the dresser, picked up the hairband that was set aside aside, clumsily and seriously pulled up Shen Qingjiao's long hair, and then bent it