After that day of heart-to-heart talk, Lingrong and I gradually became close to each other again, and we often went to the Queen's Palace together to greet and serve. www.

There were no major hostile moves, and Xuan Ling seemed satisfied with the peaceful scene in the harem.

More than ten days after the Dragon Boat Festival, the weather gradually became hot, and several palace officials could not bear the hot breeze even if they shook their feather fans. So Xuan Ling issued an order to move the palace, family members, and relatives to the Taiping Palace in Xijing to escape the summer heat.

All the concubines walked together, except for the concubines who were not favored and had little status, only Meizhuang did not follow her to the Taiping Palace. She excused herself to Xuan Ling and said: "The Queen Mother never leaves the Zi'ao Palace to escape the summer heat. I wish I could

I will stay in the palace to accompany the Queen Mother on behalf of the Emperor, and serve you wholeheartedly to fulfill your filial piety as a minister."

Xuan Ling was naturally unable to reject such an upright official title, so he only commended and rewarded Meizhuang for her words and deeds, and allowed her to stay in the palace.

When we arrived at the Taiping Palace, the ministers and chamberlains had already arranged everything. Xuan Ling still lived in the cool and quiet Nanxun Palace with green water, the Queen lived in the Light and Wind Jiyue Palace, and I stayed in the Yifu Palace near the lake with lotus flowers as before.

Yuruntang, where Zhuang once lived, is now occupied by Lingrong.

On the first day after I went to Taiping Palace to escape the summer heat, I went to sit at the mausoleum. However, the eunuch led me not to the "Fanying Pavilion" where the mausoleum used to live. Along the winding path, I asked:

"Can't An Xiaoyuan live in Fanying Pavilion anymore?"

The eunuch said with a smile: "To tell you that Miss An is now living in Yurun Hall. Your Majesty, Miss An and your Majesty have always been close to each other. They live close to each other and take care of each other. The road to the Emperor's Palace is also close to each other."

I said "Oh" and said, "I still have something to do, so I won't go to An Xiaoyuan for now. Please step back." The eunuch said with a smile, stood up and left.

Jin Xi held my hand and walked back slowly. Seeing my stunned expression, she asked tentatively, "Are you feeling sad about Shen Ronghua?"

I stopped walking, nodded and said: "In the past, Meizhuang was very proud of the spring breeze, but now Yurun Hall is occupied by mausoleums. It is true that things have changed and people have changed. I am afraid that if I pass by, I will inevitably touch the scene and hurt my feelings."

Jin Xi said: "It is very rare for the empress to value the love between sisters in the palace. However, the empress should also be aware that there are many mistresses in the palace. Today you will be favored, and she will be favored tomorrow. There is no guarantee. Although the empress cares about Shen Ronghua,

There’s no need to be sentimental about this.”

I smiled sadly: "Jin Xi, I always like to worry about these little things."

Jin Xi smiled and said: "My Majesty is indeed prone to being sentimental sometimes. But only gentle-hearted people can think too much, and cold people will not." She looked slightly serious, "But this time Little Master An lives in Yurun Hall, firstly,

Because he is close to the empress, it is convenient for the emperor to attract good fortune. The empress cannot fail to see that the favor of young master An is no less than that of Shen Ronghua back then."

I looked at her and said, "What do you want to say? Mobile phone visit: wàp."

Jinxi thought for a moment and said softly: "I don't understand why the empress is estranged from the young master An, but it must be related to the fact that the young master fell out of favor and fell ill again; I also don't know why the empress and the young master An gave up their past feud and reconciled, but it must be

It has something to do with the fact that the mistress personally prepared the medicine for you when the empress was cold this time. Although the servant does not know why, the mistress did not take care of her for a day when she fell out of favor, and now she has prepared the medicine for you in person. It is really difficult to fathom the repeated intention. "

Jin Xi's words hit the nail on the head, and they also reflected the deep and unspeakable concerns in my heart. I said, "Do you also think she is unpredictable?"

Jinxi answered softly: "Yes."

I slowly walked to the shade of a tree and sat down, "I don't think so. When I was ill, she cut her flesh to treat me. In fact, why did my illness end up like this? However, no matter how cold people's hearts are, there is always a trace of amiability. Lingrong

, she also has her own concerns and reluctance. Even though I once had a grudge against her, I can't help but be moved by her concerns."

Jin Xi said: "I don't know what Concubine An is referring to, but please hope that I can be half as fierce and ruthless as Concubine Hua." Seeing my silence, Jin Xi thought I was angry and immediately knelt down without changing her expression.

Said: "Please forgive me for being talkative. My fault is that my heart is too soft and I worry too much about others. People with soft hearts are often burdened by their soft hearts. I hope your Majesty will think twice."

I was silent, the wind was very light, and the rustling blew through the shade of the lush trees above my head. The sound of the leaves touching each other suddenly became a pleasant sound. But my heart was not happy and relaxed. Meizhuang and I gradually

However, Lingrong's closeness often brings up old grudges, and Jinxi thinks that I am weak-hearted and not strong enough to fight against the enemy. Although I have received Xuanling's favor and love, all this does not make me truly

Peace of mind.

I brushed the ribbon on my skirt and said, "Being friendly but being careful is the true way to treat people in the palace. Jin Xi, the palace is too cold. The relationship between husband and wife cannot be relied on, and the relationship between master and servant is also there."

Repeatedly, if all the love between sisters in the past is ignored, what kind of love in the palace can be enough to warm the heart. Although Lingrong sometimes behaves unexpectedly, she is still somewhat sincere to some people."

Jin Xi lowered her head in silence, and said after a moment: "If nothing happened later, Young Master An did have a lot of affection for the Queen after she entered the palace."

I said, "I understand that people's hearts are fickle, so I will naturally be careful."

So Jinxi stopped talking and just accompanied me back to the palace to rest.

However, there will still be visits to Lingrong after all, even if she now lives in the old palace of Meizhuang.

It was a cool early morning, so I took Huanbi and Liuzhu to the Yurun Hall of the mausoleum. The courtyard was covered with thousands of bamboo poles, creating a sense of coolness. This scene was very familiar. My eyes were slightly blurry, and everything looked like this.

Yesterday, as if it was the year when I first received my blessing, I and Meizhuang had fun together at the dusk after the hot summer, lighting lotus lanterns in each water tank in Yurun Hall.

Time has changed, and now the beloved concubine who lives here is a mausoleum. Walking under the long mica steps, the original verandah was filled with the chrysanthemums that Mei Zhuang loved. Chrysanthemums originally bloomed in autumn. Of course, because of Mei Zhuang's

Zhuang was favored and loved chrysanthemums. Xuan Lingte asked the gardener to cultivate new ones, which can bloom as usual in summer, which is really a miracle. At this time, these chrysanthemums have completely disappeared, and the eunuch is leading the little palace maid to replace the flower pots.

He scolded: "Return all those chrysanthemums to the flower garden, and put all the flowers that the young master likes on the porch. The pots must be arranged neatly and beautifully."

I felt slightly unhappy and said to the eunuch: "It would be a shame to send those chrysanthemums back. Let's move them all to the Yifu Pavilion in this palace."

When the eunuch saw that it was me, he hurriedly said with a smile: "If your Majesty likes me, I should obey your orders. However, these flowers are blooming out of season and have no fragrance. Why don't I ask someone to replace them with fresh fragrant flowers and send them to my Majesty in person?"

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He kept chattering on and on, trying to be smart. He didn't realize that my expression had changed. Juqing happened to open the curtain and bring water out of the dormitory. Seeing the unhappy look on my face, he quickly guessed the reason and hurriedly scolded the prisoner.

He said: "You can do it when your Majesty tells you to do it. How can a slave be so talkative? Just do whatever your Majesty tells you. Do you want to cut out your tongue?"

The eunuch was so frightened that he did not dare to leave, so he led the people and the flower pots away in dejection.

I laughed: "When did you girl become so sharp-tongued?"

Ju Qing greeted her and said with a smile: "Your Majesty has raised your servant to serve the young master. How dare you not do your best?" She opened the bamboo curtain of Concubine Xiang and said, "The young master has just gotten up."

The hall was quiet, and the smell of benzoin from last night had not yet dissipated. The bamboo curtains around the dormitory were half-rolled, and the morning light filtered in with a thin, bright and warm color.

There was no maid around, and Lingrong didn't notice that I came in. She was sitting alone in front of the dressing table by the window. Her long hair was combed and smooth, and spread over her small shoulders like black silk. It had not yet been gathered into a bun.

All the pearl hairpin rings were neatly arranged in front of her. She just had no intention of looking at them. She leaned on the half-opened vermilion carved window sill. Her hair made her face as petite as a lotus petal, and her face was as bright and clear as a white lotus on the water. Lingrong was wearing loose pajamas.

, half-closing her eyes and concentrating on thinking, her body became thinner and thinner, as if she was burdened with endless sorrow. For a long time, a tear slowly slipped from the corner of her eye.

I quietly walked to her side and whispered: "Why is my sister crying?"

Lingrong heard my voice, and her beautiful green eyes suddenly opened. She was frightened, and she hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said with all her strength, "Sister, you came very early."

I held her down to prevent her from getting up, and said with a smile: "It's so early, sister. I'm afraid she didn't wake up and was still dozing off."

She took my hand and sat down, softly covering up: "I didn't sleep well, it was just a nightmare last night."

I played with an ivory silk fan on her desk. The white jade fan handle was decorated with red bats made of honey wax, emerald leaves, and mother-of-pearl pink flowers. It was extremely delicate and elegant.

I took it, shook it gently, and said slowly, "Do you want to hide something from me if your sister has something on her mind?"

She hesitated and finally said: "Mr. Zhen..."

My face gradually became gloomy and I stopped talking. Lingrong looked sad, "Does Master Zhen really want to be so cruel? After all, he is his only son..."

I shook my head resolutely: "My wife got involved in prostitution when she was pregnant, and she abandoned her and her son for a firework, which caused criticism. Dad doesn't have such a son, and I don't have such a brother." I couldn't hide my sadness: "What's more?

It was he who said that he would rather have a good appearance than an official title, and his sister-in-law has returned to Ning's family to live. It is unbearable for my brother to ignore ethics and morality like this."

Lingrong was sad: "In this way, his reputation in life will be ruined."

My anger calmed down and I said sadly: "My brother destroyed it himself."

Lingrong's eyes were filled with watery mist: "Sister, why are you still angry with the young master? He has no choice but to do it. Don't you think he is very pitiful? Sister, do you know that the women in the palace are laughing at him?

People in the capital also despise him. Everyone calls the young master 'Bo Xing Zhen Lang' with contempt. Sister, you are his biological sister, don't you have anything to worry about?" Ling Rong spoke quickly, his voice in his throat.

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There was a suppressed heaviness in my tone, and I looked at her closely: "It's not that I don't worry about my brother, but that he ignores all my concerns. He abandoned his parents who raised him for twenty years for a firework, married his wife, and gave birth to his unborn child.

Children and all ethics in the world. Why has he ever worried about us?" My eyes became scrutinizing and inquiring, "I wonder if my brother has ever worried about you?" I looked at her slightly parted lips in surprise and said with a smile:

"Perhaps the woman named 'Jiayi' really looks a bit like you?"

Lingrong was deeply uneasy and too shy to look at me. She called me, "Sister."

I stroked her shoulder, calmly suppressing her uneasiness, and said: "The world of men is not something we women can get involved in and speculate on. No matter what kind of person the woman my brother is obsessed with is, our thoughts are only in the harem, outside.

We are powerless to stop it, and they have no idea."

My sense of powerlessness gradually increased in my own words. The world of men is really something that women cannot fully experience and understand. Just like Xuan Ling, do I really understand him? Will he really understand my feelings? I'm afraid not.

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Lingrong's eyes were innocent and confused, like a frightened deer. After a while, his voice was weak and almost silent: "I'm just worried about him...Sister, I'm worried about him."

I can't tell her what's true or false in this world, and she doesn't need to know. So what if she knows? Worry more? She shouldn't worry. She is the emperor's woman, the emperor's favorite concubine, and will be for the rest of her life.

How can the emperor be distracted from worrying about the man next to him, worrying about him day and night?

However, Lingrong's worry affected my thoughts. I silently tied her up into a fragrant bun decorated with jade hairpins, flower pearls, golden combs and golden pearls, mixed with fresh flowers. I said calmly: "

Smile again, the emperor will like you very much."

She was just silent. The gardenia on the dressing table was blooming just right. The fragrance of the flowers dispelled the heavy smell of burning spices overnight, and it was quite refreshing. Lingrong sighed: "Actually, sister knows very well what the emperor likes and dislikes.

What, why do you still fall out of favor?"

I tied up the last soft strand of hair for her and smiled to myself, "Because although I know, sometimes I can't do it."

Her eyes looked at me for a moment, "What about Sister Mei? She must know what she knows, so why does she also fall out of favor?"

My eyebrows furrowed slightly and I said calmly: "Because she doesn't want to."

Lingrong didn't ask any more questions. She chose a dress for herself, put it on, and sat down with her face calm. Her expression was as calm as ever. Afterwards, I said, "Don't worry, no matter what happens, it will pass."
To be continued...