"Last night Concubine Shu called the imperial doctor again." Su Yun massaged Si Ningchi's shoulders and whispered: "How many times has it been like this? Concubine Shu is really in such bad health?"
"She is a delicate person." Si Ningchi replied neither salty nor lightly. Many people in the palace said that Concubine Shu was forced to enter the palace. She had a favorite man, but unfortunately she had to obey her parents' orders.
Forced to separate, Concubine Shu was also sent to the palace.
Since entering the palace, Concubine Shu has closed the palace door tightly to exclude the emperor. She also claims to be ill and never interacts with others.
At first, I thought she was a self-proclaimed woman, but later I didn’t expect that Concubine Shu’s palace often invited imperial doctors, and she looked like she was really sick.
The emperor never cared whether Concubine Shu was sick or not. He should be called the imperial physician when he should be called, and the rewards should be given to Concubine Shu.
"The ladies in the palace all say that Concubine Shu is depressed and has a heart disease." Su Yun pondered and whispered, "Concubine Shu, is she planning to die of old age in Yuzhang Palace?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Si Ningchi raised his eyes and glanced at Suyun and said, "How can the imperial concubine allow you to talk about it?"
"Your Majesty, forgive me..." Suyun lowered her head. Wasn't she looking at no one in the palace?
While Si Ningchi and Su Yun were talking, they saw Shen Ting walking in from outside.
Suyun also wisely stopped talking. Even though it had been a few days, she still couldn't help but look at the scars on Shen Ting's face with some suspicion.
Shen Ting walked forward with his head lowered and said: "Your Majesty, there was news just now that the Emperor went to Liu Yuexuan to have a meal at Yi Zhaorong's place today."
When Su Yun heard this, her eyes widened immediately, and she looked at Shen Ting with some surprise: "Did you hear the news correctly? Did the emperor really go to Liu Yuexuan?"
"Yes." Shen Ting lowered his head and responded, slightly raising his eyes to look at Si Ningchi, as if observing her reaction.
"I know." Si Ningchi waved his hand in a nonchalant manner.
"Empress?" Su Yun couldn't help but become anxious when she saw that Si Ningchi was so calm. Before she could speak, Si Ningchi stopped her. She looked at Su Yun helplessly and said, "It's just a little Zhaorong. I am the queen."
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Si Ningchi held up his chin and said with a slight smile on his lips: "Yi Zhaorong's father is Mr. Yi who was handed over by the emperor to transport the grain a few days ago. I heard that Mr. Yi took care of this matter.
It's excellent, but it's a pity that there are no brothers in the family, and the rewards given by the emperor are not generous."
"Yi Zhaorong is Lord Yi's beloved daughter. Her father works so hard for the emperor, how can the emperor not be kind to his daughter?"
"Our emperor is a wise king."
Si Ningchi smiled lightly, thinking that Du Zhaoyi's father was demoted because of her, but Yi Zhaorong was favored because of her father. This famous scene that went back and forth was really admirable. The emperor put this harem in front of a bowl of water.
The ends are extremely flat.
She didn't feel the slightest bit angry, but felt a little relaxed. It seemed that only by seeing Zhao Zongheng behave like this could she be convinced that he was a ruthless and unjust emperor who would not stop for anyone. In this way, they would not have to deal with each other when getting along.
Worried!
Inside Liu Yuexuan.
"Concubine, I have met the emperor." Yi Zhaorong is petite and frail, with white and flawless skin, and her curved eyebrows make her look so soft and tender, which can arouse the protective desire of others.
"Yes." Zhao Zongheng walked into the door without squinting and sat down directly on the main seat.
"Your Majesty, drink tea." Yi Zhaorong held his breath, suppressed the tension and panic in his heart, and raised his hand to pour tea for Zhao Zongheng.
Even though he tried hard to suppress the panic in his heart, he still couldn't control his hands shaking when pouring the tea, spilling a few drops of tea. Yi Zhaorong's heart almost jumped out of his chest. He stood to one side with his head down nervously, biting his lip and saying something.
No words can come out.
Zhao Zongheng ignored it, or he didn't want to pay attention at all.
He turned around and looked at the surrounding decorations and said casually: "Just tell me if there is any shortage in the palace."
Yi Zhaorong responded with a trembling voice: "Yes..."
"Am I scary?" This tone finally made Zhao Zongheng feel uncomfortable. He raised his eyes and asked Yi Zhaorong. Although his eyes fell on Yi Zhaorong, they seemed to be thinking of someone else through her.<
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Why is she not afraid at all?
Yi Zhaorong hurriedly knelt down, lowered his head and said helplessly: "Your Majesty, forgive me. I am just too happy to see the Holy Face for the first time. I lost my temper for a moment. Please punish me, Your Majesty."
Zhao Zongheng put down the tea cup and returned to his warm expression, feeling as if he was tired of seeing this kind of boring concubine.
"Get up." Zhao Zongheng's original intention was to stay a little longer to have a meal, but now he suddenly lost his appetite, so he stood up and left with just a few words.
"Zhaorong!" Chunyan, the maid who was serving Yi Zhaorong, quickly stepped forward to support the shaky Yi Zhaorong, and said with a bit of worry in her eyes: "What's wrong with you? Why don't you take advantage of such a good opportunity...
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"Who am I? How dare I." Yi Zhaorong covered his racing heart, but after meeting the holy face once, he felt as if he had experienced a fight.
"The emperor has always been wise and has never committed indiscriminate acts of tyranny. He is also generous to his concubines, and he is so handsome and beautiful." Chunyan looked at Yi Zhaorong with some strangeness and said, "Why is this slave so afraid of Zhaorong?"<
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Yi Zhaorong glanced at Chunyan, lowered his head and said softly: "I didn't enter the palace to win the emperor's love, but just to make my father smoother. I can't win the emperor's favor in this palace, so I might as well be smart and start from now on."
Don’t even think about it in the first place.”
Yi Zhaorong smiled and said: "I just want to be well. In the future... it would be great if I had the opportunity to leave the palace."
When Chunyan heard this, she was immediately frightened and hurriedly covered Yi Zhaorong's mouth. She turned to look at the door and hurriedly closed the door. She said to Yi Zhaorong with a solemn expression: "Don't say this again. You are already in."
There is no reason to leave the palace, you are now the emperor’s concubine!”
To put it bluntly, if you are born as the emperor's person, you can only die within the palace wall.
Yi Zhaorong pursed her lips and fell silent. How could she not know?
Yi Zhaorong was so incompetent that the emperor went to her palace to sit for a cup of tea and then left. I heard that he saw Yi Zhaorong trembling and was afraid that she would scare her to death if he sat there for too long. The palaces were all watching the excitement.
Knowing this made me laugh out loud.
I originally thought that Yi Zhaorong was the first among the new concubines to be summoned by the emperor. Is that all she has?
She is probably an ignorant and foolish woman who was so frightened when she saw the Emperor Long Yan.
Such a woman would never be able to achieve success in the palace, and all the eyes that originally paid attention to Liu Yuexuan were no longer interested.
At the other end, Zhao Zongheng came out of Liu Yuexuan, wandering as if he didn't know where he was going.
"Your Majesty, Concubine Shu has called the imperial doctor again in the palace. Your Majesty, do you want to go and have a look?" Wang Chengxiang approached the dragon chariot and asked boldly.
"I won't go." Zhao Zongheng refused simply, squinting as if he was concentrating with his eyes closed.
