On this day, Xiao Qi was on the way back to Yaohua Palace, and was tripped by Concubine Jiang, who was wearing less than early summer on a cold day in early autumn, and the beauty Chu Chu was pitifully waiting on the side of the palace road, and it happened that she ran into Long Yuan.

"The concubine asks the saint to say goodbye, and the saint is safe."

Concubine Jiang has been promoted to the position of concubine since she was beaten, not to mention grace, even if there is no movement in her position, she is anxious, knowing that the saint will not be able to distinguish her heart from others, she still wants to give it a try, even if there is a good palace concubine who has long been like her, she has seen it and persuaded her, but she still has not been persuaded to stop.

There are only a few concubines in the palace, but there are few high-ranking concubines, and Concubine Jiang envies the concubine who gave birth to the emperor, so she secretly gritted her teeth and wanted to fight for herself to find a way out, she thought that Ji Zhaoyi had been favored for so long, in case the saint was tired of looking at it, wouldn't she have a chance?

Therefore, I found a different kind of thought, and planned to have a "chance encounter" with Xiao Qi. It's just that this "chance encounter" also has to pay attention to your love and my wishes.

The cold wind was blowing, making Concubine Jiang's heart and liver tremble, and the long-term salute had made her a little untenable, but because the people on the sedan chair had not responded for a long time, she didn't dare to make other moves.

As everyone knows, the people on the sedan chair looked at her with interest, and signaled to Chen Fu, Chen Fu immediately stepped forward and said with a smile, "Little Master Jiang, the saint is in a hurry to go to Yaohua Palace, do you have anything wrong?" ”

Concubine Jiang was stunned for a moment, and the words that she was about to talk to Xiao Qi were suddenly stuck in her throat, and she was not facing Chen Fujin, nor was she retreating, but Xiao Qi on the sedan chair muttered, "Concubine Jiang." ”

"The concubine is here." 𝙈.𝕍🅾𝔻𝓣🅆.🅲🄾𝙈

When she was hopeless, Concubine Jiang was overjoyed when she heard her name, looked up with a shy look, and looked at Xiao Qi with a pair of deep eyes, and then, she heard the saint say with a little disgust, "Is it the wind in autumn that makes your brain freeze stupid?" Wearing such a little to go out, what do you want to show off in the palace? ”

Jiang Concubine's shy smile deliberately raised seemed to have encountered cold ice, and suddenly condensed on her lips, she stiffened the corners of her mouth and looked down at the waves in front of her, and the exposed red skin, stunned, the sedan chair belonging to the emperor was already a few steps away, Jiang Concubine woke up alone in the cold wind, and then sniffed and left.

Chen Fu followed all the way to Yaohua Palace, and when Xiao Qilin entered the door, he thought for the first time, I am afraid that the saint gave him a look at him at that time because he couldn't remember who Concubine Jiang was, right? Sure enough, Zhuyu is in front, and the rest can't be seen anymore.

The cold wind outside, the Yaohua Palace is always slightly warm as spring, even the spring flowers that have always reported good news in the warm spring season are leaning on their delicate flower bones, trembling to reveal a little of the astragalus inside, the thin wool sheep carpet on the ground has been spread all over the inner hall, the stove is supplied early, even if people step on the ground barefoot, they will not feel cold.

In order to breathe, the window on the side of the carved coffee table was half opened, and as soon as Xiao Qi entered the door, he saw Shen Qingjiao standing in front of the window.

Her month is getting older and older, and the palace clothes she usually wears have long been unable to be covered, and the clothes room has to rush to make new palace clothes and send them to Yaohua Palace every month, but the older Shen Qingjiao's month is, the more people don't care about these, she often wears a light coat, loosens her long hair, and paces in the inner hall, so as to make production less difficult in the future.

Xiao Qi glanced at the ground, a pair of white jade feet stepped on the ground, sinking into the soft blanket, he probed slightly, closed the large open window in the past, and complained, "Didn't I tell you?" Even if it's warm in the hall, you can't wear shoes without it! ”

Shen Qingjiao had long been accustomed to Xiao Qi's meticulousness, she watched Xiao Qi walk away to get a pair of shoes on her feet, and walked back to put them on for her, and carefully advised, "You walk around every day, the swelling on your feet is much better, but you are not allowed to wear shoes anymore." ”

Shen Qingjiao responded in a low voice, seeing Xiao Qi pressing on her ankle, it was true that the small pits were much smaller than before, she stared at Xiao Qi's half-squatting posture, and said softly, "Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet." ”

Xiao Qi raised his eyes, got up and helped Shen Qingjiao sit still, and thought, "Yes, this year's Mid-Autumn Festival banquet was organized by Concubine Liang, she is not a reckless person, she can do it well." This year, there are many things in the palace, and this Mid-Autumn Festival, it should be celebrated in the palace, and it will also rush away the previous bad luck. ”

Shen Qingjiao's eyebrows moved down by three points, what Xiao Qi was talking about, she knew it, so she smiled and said, "Also, the palace people have worked hard in the first half of the year, and the palace people are also tired, and it is also a good thing to have a lively tomorrow." ”

Xiao Qi nodded, and then seemed to remember something funny and said, "Tomorrow's Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, although it is in the palace, but there are many people, you can't have a little mistake in your body at the moment, the most important thing is that Ming'er is colder than today, don't go to blow the cold wind, be honest in the palace, I will come back when I go." ”

Although the queen is gone, it is not like relying on grace to disobey the rules