Later, the slave maid inquired, saying that the queen mother heard that someone in the palace had whispered that the identity of Miss Yan Jiajiu was actually Concubine Hui's, and it was the queen who robbed it, and those slaves and palace maids who had seen Concubine Hui choose the palace concubine before were in trouble. ”

Jiang Chongrong frowned, and said suspiciously: "If the queen occupies the identity of Concubine Hui, then why doesn't she sit in the position of the lord of the middle palace and start a killing spree, except for those old people who served in the palace in the past?

Qihua shook his head and sighed: "Back to the master, you don't know, after the current queen mother is a criminal minister of the Hong family, she was exiled to the frontier for several years, and she ascended the throne on a pilgrimage and welcomed her back to the palace to be the queen. ”

"Xu is precisely because of this, where can the queen mother know all the past events so quickly?"

Perhaps it was because of such negligence that the news went through. ”

After listening to Qihua's words, Jiang Chongrong lowered his eyes, played with his handkerchief, and only after a long time did he speak: "It was the Holy Lord who personally entered the palace to ask for the Holy Decree, and the first emperor gave him the marriage to the Holy Lord and Miss Yan Jiajiu?"

Qihua nodded.

"Later, it was the Holy Lord who personally welcomed the current queen into the harem, replaced the identity of Miss Yan Jiajiu, and became the queen of the middle palace?"

"Later, the saint welcomed the real Miss Yan Jiajiu into the harem?

"Why is it so complicated?"

Jiang Chongrong stretched out his slender jade hand, pressed his forehead, closed his eyes, and said, "You say, in the heart of the saint, is it the queen or the concubine who is important?"

Qihua knelt humbly on the ground, not daring to reply.

She doesn't know whether the queen is important or Concubine Hui is important in the heart of the saint, the mind of the Son of Heaven, she is a little palace maid, who can guess it?

"Say, you say!"

Jiang Chongrong's free hand waved, and the teacup on the desk next to him snapped towards Qihua, almost a little bit, and smashed on her.

Qihua knelt on the ground, not daring to make a mistake.

"Say!"

Jiang Chongrong's voice came again, knowing what kind of temper his master was, Qihua had no choice but to follow her wishes and said: "Back to the master, the slave thinks that now the saint should have a little more in his heart." ”

"The slave maid has been working as a palace maid for decades, and has heard a lot of past events, and it is said that there was a king who loved his favorite concubine very much, and then the favorite concubine fell ill in the best years, and it was gone. ”

"After the loss of his favorite concubine, the king met many women who looked like his favorite concubine, and one of them was deeply favored by the king, and was supposed to replace the favorite concubine, but in the end she won the true favor of the king by her own talents. ”

"Before the king died, the prince who was born by the woman was crowned His Majesty, and after the king was gone, the woman ascended to the throne of the queen mother, and since then the family has also risen and been favored. ”

After Qihua finished speaking, Jiang Chongrong's face improved.

Before entering the palace, she knew that she was going to use this face that looked a little like Concubine Hui to earn some holy favor.

But what woman is really willing to be a substitute for others?

Are you really willing to win the favor of the Son of Heaven just because she is like a favorite concubine?

After listening to the words of this palace maid, she felt a lot more comfortable in her heart, maybe she could also be in this long-lasting harem, and finally let her talent conquer the emperor, so that he really liked herself, instead of this face like Concubine Hui.

Qihua hung her head and sighed in her heart, there were still a few words she hadn't said.

It's a pity that the king still talks about the favorite concubine until he dies, and the favorite concubine dies at the moment when the king cherishes her the most, and she will always stay in the king's heart, and no one can compare with her.

"Niangniang, we should be careful, be careful of the middle palace Niangniang. ”

Qihua said this heartfelt sentence, hoping that his master would be safe and sound, and not lose his life for no reason.

Jiang Chongrong also understood the meaning of her words, nodded and said, "Tell me, who else knows about this past?"

Qihua was stunned for a moment, and then said truthfully: "This past, except for the new batch of palace maids, everyone else should know." ”

At the beginning of the year, a new group of palace maids was recruited, and these palace maids should not know, but the palace maids and eunuchs who served in the former palace were not killed.

This kind of thing, one to ten, ten to hundred, even if the queen wants to suppress it, she has enough spare strength, if she can really kill all the old people in the palace, then can she kill those outside the palace?

Those ordinary people in the capital like this kind of royal secrets and gossip the most, and I'm afraid that the news has already been spread.

It's just that because of the majesty of the emperor and queen, I don't dare to move to the surface.

Jiang Chongrong nodded, thinking like this, and sighed again, her family background is humble, and the brothers in the clan are not too angry, she is the eldest sister in the family, and the clan has put all its hopes on her.

If she was victimized by the queen because of this appearance like Concubine Hui, and the queen was dissatisfied, what would it be?

Since the saint can welcome the young lady of the Hong family back to the palace to be the queen's mother, it must be because the saint has a preference for the queen's mother.

Jiang Chongrong lowered his eyes and sighed.

It's really hard.

No wonder when they were still choosing a woman a few days ago, when the Yan family and Miss Wang heard that the queen mother was mentioned, they had gloomy faces and didn't speak, it turned out that this was the case.

It turned out that they had long known about the past between the queen and Concubine Hui and the saint.

Those young ladies were also born like Concubine Hui, and they must be afraid of the queen to deal with them.

Jiang Chongrong only felt scared, this palace was too terrifying, a thousand times or ten thousand times more terrible than those taught by his father and mother, and those who were advised.

She threw away the handkerchief, looked at the big palace maid kneeling on the ground, and said: "Go, explain clearly to these palace maids and grandmothers who serve in our palace, in the future, everyone in our palace must abide by the rules of the palace, and must not be willful, and you are too." ”

Qi Hua responded, nodded and retreated.

After going outside to explain clearly, he returned to serve by Rong Niangniang's side, and Qihua whispered: "Niangniang, if you are pregnant, you must not let the middle palace know first, you should first tell the saint." ”

Jiang Chongrong nodded, she understood that the queen mother was not as kind and benevolent as she appeared on the surface, if she dared to get pregnant first, the queen mother would definitely want her to look good!

Because she was so stupid, she didn't have the slightest defense.

At night, there was news in front of him, I heard that it was the young lady of the Wang family who was sleeping, Jiang Chongrong felt sour in his heart and seemed to have escaped a catastrophe, and took Qihua and several palace maids to embroider in his palace.

She is an excellent embroiderer, and when she was a young lady in her mother's house, she always embroidered something with her mother, and the clothes worn by her relatives at home, handkerchiefs, sachets, clothes, belts, etc., were embroidered by her and her mother herself.

This time the embroidery is a handkerchief, with mandarin ducks playing in the water on it, and the embroidery is vivid.

The days passed peacefully, the saint had done the rain and dew evenly in the past ten days, and the new palace concubines all shared some favors, and these people in her palace were also quiet.