005. Arrogance, the arrogance of a favorite concubine

"Sister is right!" At this moment, she is a beautiful woman who is glamorous, with an apricot face and peach cheeks, like moth eyebrows, and red lips and bright teeth, although she is not as glamorous as the one in front, but she is also naturally beautiful, dignified and elegant. "Butler, how are all the things you asked to do before?"

"Hui Rong Concubine Niangniang, Hui Concubine Niangniang, everything is ready", the lean and capable steward will reply respectfully.

"You go down first, I still have to talk to the children," the noble young woman said, "Also, the prince likes the roast duck in the Yuebin Building the most, go and wrap the Yuebin Building for me." ”

"Yes, Concubine Rong, the slave has retired."

"A few of you come to me" Slender Jade Finger raised slightly and pointed to the more than ten children standing in a row on the side, the oldest of them was fifteen or sixteen years old, the youngest was four or five years old, at the end of the line were three nurses with babies in their arms, three children were about one year old, and the other two were twins, about half a year old. And the child who came in later, covered in wounds, had long since disappeared in the crowd.

"Rong Niangniang, didn't my father say that he would not come back until next month?" A female doll of five or six years old, dressed in a floral Xiaokan, regardless of dignity or inferiority, asked childishly, and the nurse behind her hurriedly pulled the little girl back, her face was pale, her legs trembled, and her eyes were full of fear and despair.

Concubine Rong smiled softly with a half-hidden face, "Yes, your father has been out for almost half a year, do you miss your father?"

"Yes, but my mother said that my father will not come back until next month?" I didn't know that the nurse behind me was about to faint.

Rong Niangniang's fingertips gently slid over the little girl's pink face, and the fiery red nails looked extremely dazzling.

"You have to remember," still with a smile on his face, "in the future, in the lobby, only the little prince Sega among you will be able to talk to me, you know?"

got up elegantly, sat back, and swept her eyes over everyone present, still with that smiling face, but in the eyes of everyone, it was not the same at all, and the nurse finally fainted as she wished after receiving this gaze.

The guard carried the nurse down with an expressionless face, and no one looked at her from beginning to end, as if there was no such thing at all. It seems that everyone has long been accustomed to such things, and now it is not strange. Only the little girl who opened her mouth to ask just now was full of confusion, the nurse was fine just now, what was wrong.

"Okay, where did you talk about it just now" As if nothing had happened, Concubine Rong took a sip of tea and then said, "After the prince comes back, you guys, what to do and how to say, I don't think I need to teach you." After saying that, his eyes glanced at one of them, who seemed to have just fallen into the grass and looked dirty.

Dare to love her, the favored mother, knows what is happening, but she just turns a blind eye and secretly acquiesces.

"Concubine Rong, don't worry, my father is busy enough outside, and we won't use such a trivial matter to bother my father." The fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy who took the lead just now also glanced at the people present seemingly unintentionally.

"It's still Sega sensible! If that's the case, I'll be relieved," Concubine Rong nodded with satisfaction.

"Yes, with the little prince, my sister doesn't have to worry so much", Concubine Hui echoed and said, gently combing the green silk flying on the side of her cheeks, and lowered her eyes to cover the guilt and helplessness that flashed by.

Fumenglou is backed by Ziheng Mountain, facing the lake in front of it, and is located in the southeast of Zhiyan Tower. This is a place for concubines who have fallen out of favor or made mistakes, and to put it bluntly, this is the cold palace in Fucheng Palace.

Although it is called Fumenglou, it is actually composed of many independent pavilions, and each attic is intricately connected by bluestone paths.

The enclosure enclosed by the intersection of the trail is carefully cultivated with all kinds of famous flowers and plants, the garden is full of colorful flowers, flowers bloom all over the field, the four seasons do not stop, some are as shy and twisted as a bride, some are as dignified and holy as a fairy, some are as passionate and enchanting as a fire charm, some are as cold and arrogant as the moonlight, and even the unknown little yellow flowers in the inconspicuous place on the side of the trail are not to be outdone and bloom one after another, adding a wonderful to the purple and red.

Such a beautiful view, but unfortunately no one appreciates it.

Except for the occasional three or two maids who walked by quickly, there was hardly any figure to be seen in the path.

The concubines and ladies who lived in Fumenglou were extremely low-key on weekdays, for fear that if someone accidentally caught something, they would die in vain, but don't even involve the children and their mother's family and suffer in a daze.