It's been snowing all day, and it finally stopped.
It was clearing after the snow, and the sun was warm and softly embracing the entire imperial city. In front of each palace gate and along the road, there were palace servants sweeping the snow with brooms, and there were also little palace maids chasing each other and playing in the snow, laughing loudly.
Pleasant.
Ruan Yuyi felt a little hot, so she handed the sleeve stove in her hand to Mu Xiang.
Seeing her passing by, the two maidservants suddenly fell silent and turned around to salute, "I have met Ruan Jieyu."
She was now in a clear mood, smiled gently, raised her hand, "No need to be polite." After saying that, she continued to walk slowly towards Chonghua Palace.
The snow on the road under her feet has been removed, revealing the bluestone underneath.
The two young maids in the back silently picked up the brooms leaning against the wall and chatted beside each other.
One of them lowered his voice and said, "Now that the one from Chonghua Palace has fallen, the Sixth Palace cannot be left unattended for a long time. Maybe it will fall to this person."
The other one was silent for a while, "Power is power, favor is favor. Have you forgotten that there is a concubine Xu above this one?"
She watched Ruan Yuyi and Pingping Tingting's leaving figure from a distance until she turned the corner and lost sight of her again, and she didn't know how to look back.
"That Xu Bin is like a gourd with a sawed beak. According to the people around her, she can't say five sentences all day long. She doesn't look like she can hold such power."
Another maid hurriedly covered her mouth, "Don't talk nonsense, it will be better if others listen."
Ruan Yuyi chose to go there at noon, thinking that Concubine Shu would have finished her lunch at this time. He had already allowed her to visit Concubine Shu, even though it was only for half a day, she might be able to help her.
Watch it.
The red gate of Chonghua Palace was closed tightly, and there was thick snow in front of it, and no one was sweeping it.
Every time she took a step, her embroidered shoes sank a little into the snow, leaving a series of footprints, which added a bit of popularity to the smooth snow.
The scent of wood knocked on the palace door, and the maid inside welcomed the two people in. The trees and rocks on both sides were still as before, unchanged.
She expected it to be true. Concubine Shu had just finished her lunch and was sitting at the table, stroking flowers in her hands.
"Sister is here? Sit down." The Rong family fell. Although she had changed from the gorgeous clothes of the past, she was dressed plainly, but the majesty and charm in her eyebrows remained unchanged.
As long as she is still in the position of concubine, the necessary etiquette cannot be ignored.
Ruan Yuyi was so blessed that she sat aside and asked, "Sister, are you pounding henna?" Under the small stone mortar, the petals were crushed into mud, and bright red juice bubbled out.
The two of them were chatting, and somehow, Concubine Shu was also infected by it.
Concubine Shu dangled her fingers and said, "Everything is fine here in my palace. It's just a grounding. I have all the food and clothing. It bothers my sister and worries me a lot."
Those servants are probably still waiting and watching. Although they are still in compliance with the regulations now, they can imagine what will happen in the future. Concubine Shu will not tell her this.
Ruan Yuyi originally wanted to bring some food and rouge to Concubine Shu, but when she heard what she said, she was afraid that those things would hurt Concubine Shu's face, so she put it aside for the time being and thought of giving some instructions to the imperial kitchen when she returned.
She said some comforting words.
Concubine Shu suddenly smiled, "The Rong family is my mother's family, and this is what I deserve. My sister doesn't have to go to His Majesty to plead for mercy. It's just that no one from the Palace has come to see you in the past few days."
Although she didn't understand the affairs of the court, she also understood that it was a serious matter.
"No matter what my sister said, I can't help you at all." She sighed softly and was speechless for a moment.
Knowing that everything was fine with Concubine Shu, she felt relieved. Concubine Shu seemed unwilling to ask her to stay here for a long time. After the flower juice on her hands dried, she began to tactfully drive them away.
"Then I will go back first, and come back to talk to my sister when I have time." She stood up and said so. But Concubine Shu's confinement cannot be relieved in one or two days. She has to meet again.
It’s hard to be afraid.
Concubine Shu also knew it and didn't say anything. She just nodded and ordered her confidants and maids to see her off.
After leaving the Chonghua Palace, he met the new emperor's sedan chair, which was carried by several palace servants. He was dressed in luxurious clothes, which shone softly in the warm sun. He had handsome eyebrows and slender eyes, and his face was also angular.
It was softened a bit by the sunshine.
Jiang Huaiyang sat on the soft sedan chair and looked down at her, "Have you seen anyone?"
She saluted and said, "Just coming out from Sister Shufei."
He looked her up and down for a while and then said in a deep voice, "Come up here, I will take you back." Hearing the sound, several palace attendants bent down and squatted down. The sedan chair was lowered smoothly, and the tassels on the cushions swayed slightly.
"Your Majesty," she was startled and refused quickly, "this is against the rules. I can just follow you by my side." Not to mention that it would attract people's attention, and it would only attract jealousy. There has never been a concubine in the history of the emperor.
The precedent of riding a dragon chariot.
His eyes fell directly on her, taking in the little lady's panicked look.
He stepped down from the sedan chair and grabbed her wrist, "Yesterday you asked me for a favor, and asked me to allow you to see Concubine Shu, so you treated me softly. Now that you have seen me, you will turn around and throw me away."
At the back?"
His tone was leisurely and scornful, obviously joking with her.
She was lowering her head. When she heard what he said, her heart skipped a beat. When she raised her eyes and saw his expression, she relaxed and took a breath.
She lightly scratched his wrist with her backhand and raised her eyebrows, "My concubine is blowing the pillow wind. There will be more blowing in the future. How can I leave His Majesty behind?"
He was swayed by her sweet smile, and when he saw her lingering, he simply carried her to the sedan chair.
All the people in the palace avoided the scene with their eyebrows lowered and their eyes lowered. It wasn't until Wen Zhi sang "Get up" in a loud voice that the few people carrying the sedan made any move.
The seat on the sedan chair was spacious, but it was only one and a half wide. The young lady was slender, so she could barely sit down next to Jiang Huaiyang, but it was flesh to flesh.
Even though she was separated by clothes, she could feel the scorching warmth, which reached all the way to her ears, making her earlobes as round and red as ripe fruits.
But she still pretended not to care and sat upright next to him.
Jiang Huaiyang glanced at her, feeling amused. He put his hand under her cloak and pinched the little lady's waist lightly. This caused her to inhale slightly and move forward.
He whispered in her ear, "It doesn't matter, no one will see it."
She glanced over and saw that the palace people were indeed walking with their heads down, but that was no good. Her face was burning so badly that she didn't care about it, so she had the courage to grab his hand with both hands and hold him down.
move.
The young lady's hands were always hidden in her sleeves, they were warm and soft. Her hands were much smaller than his, as if carved from jade. Against his background, they looked like children's hands.
His heart moved slightly, but he did not withdraw.
The sedan chair quickly landed in front of Luomei Pavilion, and Ruan Yuyi let go of her hand.
He took her into the house, where a charcoal fire had been lit and was much warmer than outside. Where their sleeves were intertwined, he handed her something. She subconsciously took it, but felt that the thing was a little tight on her hand.