She coughed because she took it too hastily. Bian Xiang'er hurriedly took a surviving intact cup, poured a cup of tea and presented it to her. Xintong held her hand firmly and said firmly: "I will never do it this time.
Never let her take anything away from me again!"
The eighth day of April is the day when the new concubines greet the queen, which is called the Sparrow Screen Meeting. The first batch of concubines who entered the palace also sat on both sides of the queen's head. Including those selected this time, there are a total of twelve
The positions were checked by Jia Jinlu, and they were all women from good family backgrounds, virtuous and knowledgeable about etiquette.
Eleven graceful girls lined up in three rows and bowed three times to the Lord of the Middle Palace. Rong'er was very satisfied when he saw this, "Everyone, get up. From now on, we are one family. From now on, we will be one family."
We must work together to serve the emperor well and make the harem stable and peaceful." "Yes, I will obey the Queen's teachings!"
Rong'er looked down at the seat and saw that there was one person missing in the last row, "Why, is any of the young masters absent today? Why is no one asking for leave from me?" Jia Jinlu stepped forward with some fear, "Master, yes.
Mr. Xin of Qixiang Palace suffered a sudden rash last night, and the imperial doctor who consulted said that he should rest and not have a convulsion. A palace maid came over early in the morning and informed the servant, but the servant forgot for a moment."
"The older you get, the more confused you become. Bring her portrait to me and see how it looks." Rong Er always knew that this slave had a little problem with being greedy for money, so he only guarded against him causing mischief.
When the dedicated mammy presented the scroll, Jia Jinlu was suddenly startled and his heart was in his throat. The moment the red gold-dotted emerald armor opened the scroll, Rong Er's worried look instantly turned to peace. The complexion of the woman on the scroll was dim.
There was no light in her eyes, and she lost sight of everyone. "This lady Xin is really pitiful. Seeing Emperor Chengmu's kindness coming, she fell ill. Eunuch Jia, please send more supplements to her so that she can take good care of herself and have a good morning."
Serve the Holy Master!"
Jia Jinlu was delighted with the result and thought about something he had neglected. However, due to the jealousy of the new little master, the painter interfered and the danger was turned into a disaster. It was a blessing in disguise. The queen was worried about the little princess and only talked about it.
After a few words, everyone was ordered to disperse, and all arrangements for the newlyweds' sleeping arrangements were left to the House of Internal Affairs, in order to deliberately delegate power to them and allow them to reap some benefits.
While all the newlyweds were trying their best to get the chance to sleep with each other, Xintong, who was enjoying her leisure time, was studying in Cining Palace. The red rash on her face gradually receded due to the effect of the medicine. She diligently showed off her tea skills to the Queen Mother.
, to win the favor, the look of expectation in the eyes is obvious.
The Queen Mother sipped tea and said leisurely: "The Ai family knows the son of the Ai family better than anyone else. Those women in the palace who come to his door must be tasteless to him. Although this child is an emperor, he is extremely envious of ordinary people in his heart.
People’s children are affectionate, so it is the right way to do what they like.”
After Xintong got this idea, she immediately understood it. For a moment, her movements of pouring tea became futile. Seeing that his mind was absent, the Queen Mother did not stay longer, so she said she was tired and hid in the inner hall. Sure enough, Xintong told the palace maid next to her, and then she was done.
He left in a hurry. Man'er sighed behind the screen: "The noble heart is too impatient." But the Queen Mother was not like that, "If teenage girls have no drive, how can they be like us?
You are old, why are you in a hurry?"
After Yutang returned home, everyone in the family took great care of her and did not dare to slack off. Fu Heng even ordered everyone to transform his study and bamboo room into a Begonia flower garden, and advertised widely.
, looking for various varieties of crabapples in the world for his wife to watch. Therefore, it is rumored that the wife of Fu Heng, the current Prime Minister, is the reincarnation of the Begonia Flower Fairy. There are even nursery rhymes sung: "If you ask where the fairy is, Xifu Begonia
The first branch."
Jiyue sang this funny nursery rhyme to her master. Yutang covered her stomach and laughed non-stop, "Despite how diligent he is, how could I ever say that I like Begonia flowers?" Jiyue said even more narrowly: "
Could it be that the young master had the wrong intention this time!"
Fu Heng was sweating heavily with his sleeves not pulled down, "Girl, you are trying to tell me something nice again!" Jiyue stuck out her tongue and stepped aside. Yutang leaned her head back on the sofa and stared at her feet.
Sitting on a short table, swaying with a lazy posture, seeing Fu Heng's funny look, he covered his fan and laughed softly, "Which gardener from this family broke into the cabinet and didn't change his muddy shoes and socks!"
"
He lowered his head and glanced at his navy blue official boots. They were indeed dirty. "Hearing Madam's summons, he rushed over immediately and didn't care much. I wonder what Madam's orders are?" Yutang sat up and held up his hand.
Ji, "Look at how stretched out my clothes are. I want you to accompany me to make some clothes."
Fu Heng looked at his wife's growing belly, and couldn't help but feel pity for him. He squatted down and listened to the movements in his wife's belly. Yutang was tickled by his cheek, "What are you doing? Get away!" He pressed down.
The wife clapped her hands and said, "Madam, please be quiet and let me listen to what our children are doing."
"You're so nagging, you're so old, how can there be any movement." Fu Heng listened for a long time and said seriously: "Well, the child just told me that he wants Amma to hold him to sleep tonight." Yu.
Tang turned sideways and moved away, "Nonsense, how can the child recognize you? Besides, with my mother-in-law accompanying him these days, he sleeps very peacefully." Fu Heng said roguely: "Then how can Madam prove that the child doesn't want to sleep?"
Yutang's face turned red when she was teased. She was not thinking about it as a child, but you were obviously dissatisfied with staying in the guest room these days. Yutang thought so, but said carelessly: "Okay, I'll wait for you to send me to the embroidery workshop."
Let's talk about this after we've made the clothes!" Fu Heng put on an official air, "One thing at a time, if Madam agrees, we will go immediately."
Jiyue whispered: "Master, you see, the young master is becoming more and more slack now. There are many requirements for sending you to an embroidery workshop." Yutang snorted coldly, "What a big show, your official duties are heavy, I
Even if we can’t bear the trouble, we women should go on our own. My dear, listen, your Ama doesn’t love you at all.”
The negotiation failed, and seeing his wife getting angry with embarrassment, Fu Heng became impatient and hurriedly caught up, "Tang'er, I'm joking with you, but I took it seriously. In a while, we will make ten or eight sets of clothes, preferably even for the children."
I also made it together, so happy to buy it!”
"Hmph! It's not that easy. Yue'er, do you want to make new clothes?"