The sixteenth year of Qianyuan came amidst such intermittent turmoil. WWW.tsxsw.COM The Queen is in charge of the Sixth Palace. Old grudges are gone, and new love is nothing to worry about. I am still leading the way, safe and sound.
Be my favorite concubine. In my spare time, I only summoned Wen Shichu and asked him to take care of my body so that I could get pregnant as soon as possible. Murong Shilan's death made me feel more and more that the love in the palace was too ethereal and not as good as my own.
A little bit of flesh and blood is enough to rely on.
So Wen Shichu frequently visited Cunju Hall, not only to nurse me back to health, but also to take care of Meizhuang's injuries.
For some reason, Meizhuang's injuries that should have healed very slowly healed very slowly, almost relapsing every few days. Wen Shichu had a headache, but he couldn't explain why, so he had to take more careful care of it.
Meizhuang didn't blame him at all, he just said: "It's just that I have a sensitive constitution. It bothers Mr. Wen to make more trips."
Meizhuang didn't pay much attention to the fact that I was frequently summoned by Xuan Ling. Because I was living with her, I was apprehensive at first, but gradually let it go.
This winter was particularly cold, and the snow kept falling intermittently. Xuan Ling and I often held hands and watched the snow scenery together for most of the day. At that time, he was in a particularly peaceful mood. Although he always said nothing, there was a faint smile on the corners of his lips.
Have a smile.
One time, I rode a sedan in the snow to the east room of Yiyuan Hall. Xuan Ling was taking a pen and ink to draw. When he saw me coming, he took my hand and put the pen into my palm, saying: "The snow scene you saw along the way."
It must be very beautiful, how about you draw it for me to see?"
Painting is not my strong point, but Xuan Ling insisted, and I couldn't shirk it. An idea struck, and I just spread out a piece of snow-white rice paper, without writing a single stroke, and said to him with a smile: "I have already finished the painting, Shiro thought
how?"
He laughed and said, "You are naughty and lazy. You just say something and draw without making a single stroke. Aren't you teasing me?" I leaned on his shoulder with a smile and said, "Isn't it just the heavy snow? Snow is white, and so is the paper.
, I don’t need to write, the snow scene is all on the paper.”
He touched his palms and smiled.
Or, I relied on the plum garden to fold plum blossoms, red plums, winter plums, white plums, green plums, with different colors. I picked them one by one and put them into a transparent glass round vase in the east room. There was melted snow water in the vase, especially
It was clear, so I put the flowers into the water one by one, and then smoked them over the charcoal fire. The aroma was particularly fresh. I half-crouched and picked the petals for fun, and he looked at me quietly.
Everyone knows that I invite holy grace the most. What I call holy grace is just such a peaceful and joyful relationship.
Ever since I witnessed Concubine Hua's death that day, I felt uneasy for some reason. Sometimes I would be talking to Xuan Ling while smiling, but suddenly my heart would jump, and Concubine Hua's beautiful and bloody face would appear in front of my eyes.
Suddenly I was startled. After being startled, I unconsciously wondered whether I, who had been blessed by the Holy Spirit, would end up like her. And such a little thought seemed to have taken root in my heart, jumping out from time to time to disturb me.
The mood adds a bit of fear to this comfortable life.
When Huanbi found out, she laughed at me: "Miss, you are really too worried. Murong is domineering, Miss is cautious, and she is the most favored by the saints. How can she be the same as her?"
I sighed and said slowly: "Didn't she also dominate the harem back then?"
Huanbi bit her lip and thought for a moment, then said for a moment: "She lost because she didn't have a son after all. If the young lady can make a difference, her status will be really consolidated."
I frowned lightly and said, "How can such an easy thing be done? It's possible if you think about it."
Huanbi thought for a moment, then gently leaned into my ear and said, "It's better to find some folk remedies in private that can help people get pregnant."
I blushed, poked her forehead with my finger, and said, "You know how to talk nonsense. When I get you married, will you still talk nonsense?"
Huanbi turned around in embarrassment and said, "My slave, please give me good advice for the young lady. It's just a bad idea. Why bother to make fun of others?"
I held back my laughter, held her hand and said, "You're not making fun of me, but in just a year and a half, you won't be by my side anymore - are you going to stay with me for the rest of your life?"
Huanbi turned her head to listen, and suddenly she looked serious, and said: "This slave is telling the truth to the lady. I don't want to get married, but only stay with the lady. Although it is good here, it is not good. It is too painful for the lady to be alone."
I remained silent for a while and forced a smile: "That's nonsense. Once you become an old girl, no one will want her anymore."
Huanbi didn't say anything. She just looked at the Liufu window grilles on the window and said something innocuous: "When will the snow end?"
The harem was peaceful, and the government was in order. With the example of King Runan, Xuan Ling was very careful about the ministers who had contributed to the disaster, and did not grant too many real powers, but more gold and silk. The daughters of meritorious officials serving in the palace were not promoted to titles quickly, nor were they favored excessively.
After I paid careful attention, I found that the wealthy nobles were easy-going and the lucky nobles were calm. The four nobles were fighting openly and secretly, but they also had too much time to take care of themselves. Jin Xi once asked me when no one was around if he wanted to subdue one or two for his own use. I smiled and said: "Let them fight among themselves. When only the strong ones are left, I will choose the ones to use based on their situation."
Jinxi understood, "Qi Guiren's mother's family and my mother's family are about to get married. If it is absolutely necessary, I can find a way to solve her predicament."
I nodded: "Now that she is like a fish in water, let's not get involved."
Among the newlyweds, the Rui noble Luo family gradually gained favor, and she was equally as beautiful as the Qi noble. I met her by the Taiye Pond on the day when the snow fell.
At that time, it was cold and windy by the lake, and not many people passed by. I came back from greeting the Queen Mother, so I took a shortcut from the lake back to the palace. When I saw her and her maid coming ashore from the boat on the lake, I couldn't help but wonder, and ordered people to stop. .
The snowflakes did not stop and fell into the water silently. The world was empty and deserted. She was wearing a snow-white brocade fur cloak, which seemed to have melted into the snow. Only a beautiful face was exposed, standing gracefully.
I asked her: "Sister Rui, isn't it cold? It's snowing."
She just bowed indifferently and said quietly: "It's only clean when it snows heavily."
"Clean?" Her attitude was neither humble nor arrogant. She was not deliberately flattering me because I was a beloved concubine. I actually liked her.
She glanced at me lightly, smiled slightly, but didn't seem to smile at all: "My Majesty, do you think this palace is very clean? It would be cleaner only if the snow covers everything."
I didn't expect her to speak like this, so I smiled gently, "Sister, do you think you are clean if you cover it? If the heart is dust-free, everything is clean. If the heart is full of dust, it is dirty. Not to mention true purity. There is no need to cover up. (Web users please log in. To download the novel in txt format, mobile users log in to )"
The wind blew up her cloak, revealing a curve of sky-blue skirt, and the belt on the cloak fluttered slightly, making her look like an elegant narcissus beside the spring water of the blue pool, bright and fragrant.
Her eyes were slightly bright, and she said to me: "I have been taught a lesson. But if you fall into the dust, I would rather die with a broken branch." I looked at her calm and calm eyes, and I felt ashamed of myself.
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On February 2, the day when the dragon raised its head, the sky seemed to be clearing up. Xuan Ling was in the Queen's Palace, and he also summoned Ling Rong and me to talk with him.
I arrived late, and a knowledgeable palace maid raised the curtain to let me in. I felt the heat in the palace rush to my face with a "boom", and it was warm and comfortable. Xuan Ling and the others were already there, and they were knocking on the stove.
He ate small walnuts and talked.
When Lingrong saw me coming, he said with a smile: "Sister, you came late. I will punish you by peeling the walnut meat and not eating it yourself."
I rubbed my hands and said with a smile: "It's so cold outside. I originally used a hand stove, but who knew it would get cold halfway through, so I went to change it, but who knew it would be delayed."
Xuan Ling called me closer, shook my hand, and said sympathetically: "It's true that your hands are cold. Let's warm them up before eating."
The queen smiled gently: "Yes, otherwise if you eat it coldly, your stomach and intestines will not be warmed and it will make you feel uncomfortable."
I thanked him hurriedly and sat down on the small stool under Xuan Ling's head.
After chatting for a while, the queen smiled and said to Xuan Ling: "There were many changes in the palace in the past two years, and the draft was postponed. Now there are many vacancies for concubines in the palace. Could the emperor choose some sisters to fill the vacancies?
What?"
Xuan Ling slowly chewed a piece of walnut meat and said, "Queen, please tell me."
The queen kept her family treasures in mind: "According to the rituals of the harem, there should be one for each of the four noble concubines, one for the noble, the virtuous and the virtuous, one for each of the third concubine, one for the fourth concubine, Zhaoyi, etc., five for the noble concubines, and an indeterminate number for the rest. There are two noble concubines and four for the fourth concubine.
There are two, but it doesn't matter. There is only one Li Xiurong among the ninth concubines. Although there are vacancies for the noble, virtuous and virtuous fourth concubines, their positions are extremely high, so they can take their time, and the position of wife has never been many."
Xuan Ling said "Huh" and said: "There are only other nine concubines. Zhaoyi is determined to appoint one as the head of the nine concubines."
The Queen continued: "Many positions below the rank of noble concubine are still vacant."
Xuan Ling looked at me and said: "Then please choose a good day for the queen to be granted the title of concubine." He then asked: "Are there only two of the four concubines?"
I understood what he meant and hurriedly said: "I am still young in qualifications..."
The queen interrupted me with a smile on her face and said: "This is not a matter of seniority or lack of qualifications. Not everyone can be made a concubine by being an old man in the palace. Wan Guifei has outstanding virtues, so naturally she has nothing to say." She said calmly.
Xiang Xuanling said: "It's just that the noble concubine entered the palace not long ago, and she has no heirs yet. It would be a great honor to give birth to a son and become a concubine someday."
Seeing Xuan Ling pondering deeply, the queen added, "How about we make her the ninth concubine first?"
Xuan Ling threw a chestnut into the fire, which made a crisp and fragrant sound. He clapped his hands and said, "According to the Queen's words, let's establish it as Zhaoyi first."
I hurriedly knelt down to express my gratitude, and the mausoleum smiled all over her face and said, "Sister is very happy."
Xuan Ling said warmly to Lingrong: "How do I know you are not happy?" He turned to the queen and said: "Let's go to An'an as a concubine to serve as a fourth-grade Fenyi." After thinking for a while, he added: "Just choose the day and the time.
Wan Gui and his concubines were granted the title of Jin on the same day, so they can be considered happy together."
On the second day, the queen chose the day of the Jin Dynasty, February 12th.
I accompanied Xuan Ling back to the study room of Yiyuan Hall, and quietly read the brochures with him. A few clumps of thin bamboos outside were humming softly with the remaining snow on their backs. The sound of snow melting was ticking, and the wet soil on the ground turned a bit muddy and a bit unbearable.
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It seems that some truths in this world are always the least beautiful and unacceptable, so it would be better if everything was covered up and not known by others.
After Xuan Ling read a volume of excerpts, he suddenly said displeasedly: "Some officials reported that Xuan Ji always complained in prison, calling me a 'little man' and threatening him with the lives of his wife and children."
I smiled faintly and said: "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. He was once a noble prince, but once he became a prisoner, he would inevitably complain." I turned to him and asked: "How does the emperor plan to deal with it?"
There was a fierce glint in his eyes, and I knew it instantly.
I nodded and said, "It is understandable that the emperor intends to do this. After all, Xuanji is a rebellious minister and a traitor, so it would not be a pity to kill him." I changed the topic and said, "But is the emperor angry today just because of Xuanji's complaints?"
He looked at me and said, "Huan Huan, I care more about what you say in the world."
Sure enough, I soothed my brows and said warmly: "Then please give the emperor a false title to Xuanji's son. Xuanji resented the emperor for threatening the lives of his wife and children, but the emperor chose to extend his kindness to the orphans and young children.
Having no support means that the world's criticisms will have nothing to say."
Xuan Ling pondered, "Yu Bo is still young..." However, he quickly smiled, "I just like that he is young."
When he went to court the next day, Xuan Ling ordered Xuan Ji's son Yu Bo to succeed him as King of Runan. Of course, Yu Bo was only seven years old, and the title of King of Runan was just a false title, and he only got some salary to survive.
Jin Xi was quite puzzled and said: "Why do you think..."
I interrupted her and said with some emotion: "On that day I lost my son and fell out of favor, there were so many people in the palace, except Concubine Jing Mei Zhuang, there was only one Princess Runan who was neither a relative nor an acquaintance who came to see me. No matter what she had in mind
After all, it is a timely help. Now that I am proud of her, she is frustrated, and I heard that she has become a commoner, and her young son and daughter are in a miserable situation. I can help if I can. At least my son has a prince, and his life will be easier.
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Jinxi nodded silently and said, "The empress wants to repay the kindness of that drop of water that day."
I smiled, but I didn't say anything about the other side of my mind. What happened to Concubine Hua in her life made me even more sad about the hardships of love in the palace. Even though King Runan is domineering and arrogant, he can do anything for his wife and children.
, risking his life to protect him. Although I am dissatisfied with him, I also admire him.
The night before the canonization, I stayed in the east room of Yiyuan Hall.
The cool, white moonlight penetrated from between the curtains and fell on the woven gold carpet, like frost and snow. It was also swayed by the dim red light of the candlelight in the palace, giving it a bit of warmth.
I leaned in Xuan Ling's arms, and the ambergris in the incense burner emitted the delicate white smoke, like silk threads, rising slightly and slowly spreading out.
Xuan Ling's pajamas were loosely knotted, and the palace was as warm as spring, and I didn't feel cold at all. He held me in his arms and said kindly: "Tangli Palace has been repaired, and you will be canonized tomorrow at the eleventh hour."
After that, you can go back to Tangli Palace to live."
I caressed his slightly green chin with my fingers and smiled: "I have wronged Mr. Qi. I am crowded in Sister Xin's place. It is not convenient for the emperor to see her."
He laughed: "What's the inconvenience? It's just whether I like to see her or not." He stopped laughing, shook my shoulder, and said, "I've thought about it. Tangli Palace will still be for you to live alone.
One time I came to see you, Mr. Qi Gui was also there, which was really unpleasant."
I smiled lightly: "Silang's original intention was to live with his concubine because he liked her. Why didn't he let her come back? I'm afraid that Mr. Qi would take advantage of her."
There was a hint of sincerity in Xuan Ling's expression, and he said word by word: "From now on, you will be the only one to live in Tangli Palace. In the spring, you and I will drink in front of the begonias in the courtyard and watch you dance among the pear blossoms on the ground.
Jinghongwu, I will enjoy the lotus flowers with you at the Taiping Palace in the summer."
My heart was touched, there was affection in my eyes, and I smiled, and I slowly said: "In autumn, Shiro and I make osmanthus wine together, and in winter we watch the snow falling in the sky together."
He seemed to be sighing, but sincerely said, "Yes, I want to stay with you, and you should stay with me."
My heart was filled with joy and emotion. I put my head in his arms and felt like I was about to cry. I was overflowing with joy after all.
I said softly: "Yes, Huanhuan is always with Shiro."
He said "Huh" and seemed to be saying to himself: "Wanwan, Wanwan, Wanwan, Wanwan."
I wanted to raise my head, but his arms were strong, holding me tightly against his solid embrace. The air was a little dull, and my breath was full of his scent.
Wan Wan? He seemed to have called me this before. I felt tired, yawned, and fell into a deep sleep.
The night was deep. I closed my eyes and fell into a drowsy state. As I tossed and turned, I could vaguely hear a long, distant sound. Although spring had begun, the snow was still falling. The dark night was so long, and the floor kang and charcoal basin made the room warm.
Like spring, only the howling wind outside the window reminds me how rare and unreal this warm ocean is.
I was about to wake up from sleep, and Xuan Ling's tight embrace made me sweat slightly. I wanted to struggle to loosen my grip, but in the end I still couldn't let go, preferring to stay wet with slight sweat like this.
Tomorrow is the day when I am granted the title of Jin again. I am not particularly happy, and it does not matter why I was granted the title. As long as the person beside me has some sincerity towards me in his heart.
Xuan Ling was sound asleep in his dream, turned sideways, hugged my body tightly with one hand, and whispered "Wan Wan" in a low voice.
It seemed that he was calling me, and I woke up clearly. I held his arm in response and said softly: "Shiro."
He was still sleeping freely, his palm caressing my neck, the lines of his palm were sharp, and his tone was as affectionate as the sea, "I'm looking for you everywhere." In his sleep, only in his sleep, he called me like this - "
"Wan Wan", "Wan Wan" is condensed with countless deep feelings and sincerity, and there is a little sourness in my heart, which gradually spreads, and the whole heart aches with tenderness.
He is the king of a country, does he really treat me like this, treat me with his sincerity? I am still thinking about him in my sleep. Big tears roll down, silently seeping into the soft silk pillow, making it wet and hot.
The feeling on my cheek felt warm at first, but gradually became colder. This coolness reminded me that I had not heard wrongly.
There is a deep ambergris scent on his body, bit by bit, as if it is unforgettable. When you get closer, there is a hint of the cool and refreshing smell of menthol oil on your temples, which is so cold and bitter that it goes straight to your nose.
, my heart was as soft as silk, as if it had been soaked by spring water. I stretched out my arms and hugged his neck tightly, and said in a low voice: "Silang, I am always here." He didn't know if he heard it, but his hands subconsciously hugged him tighter.
The room outside my tent was as warm as spring. I closed my eyes and fell asleep with joy in my heart.
When she got up, Ling Rong was waiting outside Yiyuan Hall. It was still early, so she smiled and said, "I specially waited for my sister to go to pay my respects to the Queen."
Xuan Ling was behind me. He had just finished washing and was still a little sleepy. He said, "I'm going to court."
I knelt down and said, "I also want to go to the Queen's Palace to pay my respects and send you off to the Emperor."
His eyes passed Lingrong, then focused on me again, and said softly: "Wan Wan, we will come here again tonight."
I blushed, nodded slightly, and urged: "Your Majesty, go quickly, we can't be late for the morning court meeting."
When I turned around, I saw Lingrong's confused and deep smile, which made me feel even more embarrassed.
Because it was early, no other concubines had come to pay their respects. After waiting for a long time, the queen came out and said, "It's too early for you two."
Lingrong and I smiled and said respectfully, "It's time to come to express my gratitude to the Queen."
The queen said kindly: "Why thank you? It's up to you to be promoted and granted the title. You must have good conduct and be favored by the emperor."
Lingrong covered his lips with silk and smiled quietly, "In terms of doting, who can be as good as Sister Wan? This morning I went to Yiyuan Hall to wait for my sister to come with me to pay my respects to the empress. Who would have thought that it was so abrupt."
I was embarrassed and rushed to stop her: "Lingrong——"
But she smiled at me: "Why are you so shy, sister? The queen loves us the most." Seeing the queen's smile, she continued: "This morning, I heard the emperor call my sister's nickname, Wan Wan."
I said "Ouch", and my face became hot layer by layer, and I said: "Queen, don't listen to Sister An's nonsense."
The queen seemed to be stunned for a moment, and a sad and cold smile slowly appeared on her lips. The thicker the smile, the more it seemed to have a mocking meaning, "Wan Wan?" She murmured and repeated, "Wan Wan?"
Wan", the voice seemed to be filled with deep-seated coldness, it was not real, maybe it was just my imagination.
The Queen, she will not speak in such a tone. She is always graceful, kind, dignified and gentle, and is the mother of the world. After being absent-minded for a moment, the Queen quickly returned to her usual appearance, smiled gently and said slowly: "Your Majesty calls you like this.
You must really love you."
Lingrong saw that my face was flushed, and she apologized with a smile: "I was just a quick talker, sister, don't blame me."
I felt a little suspicious in my heart. She has never been such a fast-talking and wanton person.
Just as he was about to scold her, Lingrong changed his expression to one of anxiety and self-blame, and said, "I don't dare to do it anymore."
The queen laughed at the side and said: "My sisters in the palace, it's nothing to joke with me." After a sentence, she added: "It's easy to confer an imperial concubine on the throne. Concubine, please go back to the palace and wait for me. The dress you wore when you were canonized is still a bit awkward."
OK, I will ask someone to deliver it to you after noon."
I answered reluctantly, and we parted ways.
When the weather got warmer in the afternoon, Meizhuang and I were sitting head to head, looking at the scars left by the burns on her arms. Meizhuang said lightly: "It's such a big scar, it's really ugly and tight." He started to smooth down his sleeves.
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I hurriedly said: "Finally, I have a scar. What's the big deal if it's ugly? It was always festering a few days ago and that's what scared me." I smiled: "Lingrong once gave me a bottle of good stuff. It's the most effective way to remove scars."
"." I pointed to my cheek and said, "The scars that were scratched by pine nuts in the past are not all gone now."
She looked at it carefully, then smiled for a moment and said: "It is indeed gone. It's just that the scar on your face is small, and my scar is so big, I'm afraid it won't work."
I said: "I still have some over there, you can use them first. If it's good, wait for the mausoleum to pass the canonization ceremony and let her get some more. Why are you so rare? As long as you have the heart, you are afraid of not having it."
Huanliu Zhu said: "If you still have the Shuhen glue that Little Master An sent you before, go look for it."
Liu Zhu came in and said with a smile: "If the other slaves don't know, I'm afraid it will be burned in the fire. But Shuhen Glue is a rare thing, and the slave saw that the bottle looked good, so she put it away and went to get it immediately. "
Mei Zhuang smiled slightly, and I said: "You see, what a coincidence, God sincerely won't let this scar ruin your beautiful face." Mei Zhuang poked me with his finger in half annoyance, but he also laughed.
Liu Zhu came in quickly and said: "Mr. Wen is here and wants to take Shen Jieyu's pulse."
Meizhuang smiled and said: "Please come quickly." Then he said to me: "You always think that he is too wordy, so you don't ask for his pulse. You just ask him to look at me. It's okay now, he bothers me every day."
I stuck out my tongue and just ignored it. In the delicate enamel round bowl containing Shuhen glue, the milky white translucent paste had a cool and fragrant fragrance. Meizhuang took it and took a sniff and said, "It really smells good. Once you smell it, it's fragrant." It’s a good thing.”
While we were talking, Wen Shichu came in and sat across from me to check Meizhuang's pulse. Seeing me casually playing with the Shuhen glue, he glanced at me intentionally or unintentionally and said, "Excuse me, Madam, what is this?"
I handed it to him, "Scar removal gel."
"Oh?" He seemed to be interested. He took it and looked at it carefully. Then he picked some with his little finger and smelled it lightly on the back of his hand. I asked doubtfully: "Is there anything wrong? I have already used most of it, and I have used it." I didn’t feel any discomfort.”
Wen Shichu looked a little strange, but he couldn't explain why. He said after a while: "Wei Chen can't say anything at the moment. I wonder if your Majesty will allow me to take it back and have a look."
I knew that he had always been careful and prudent, and he was particularly concerned about my affairs, so I immediately agreed and said: "Okay. I ask the imperial doctor to take a good look at me."
Meizhuang saw my suddenly serious expression and asked in surprise: "What's wrong?"
I felt anxious, inexplicable uneasiness and fear, and I always felt like something was wrong.
Meizhuang shook my hand and asked with concern: "What's going on? Are you feeling unwell? You have to go to the Ancestral Temple for the canonization ceremony later."
I managed to calm down, smiled and said, "It's okay."
However, I didn't think much about it, but the time for the ceremony was coming soon. After the canonization ceremony in the Imperial Ancestral Temple, I was required to go to the Queen's Palace to listen to the Queen's instructions and express my gratitude to the Queen.
Just as he was walking halfway, Liuzhu suddenly said "Ouch" and said: "Miss, this..."
I lowered my head and heard the sound. I don’t know when, but there were several inch-long rips in the skirt of the dress I wore for the canonization. I was frightened. The dress used for the canonization was like a gift from the emperor. How could there be any damage? Wait a minute. Wouldn't it be a serious crime if he was discovered in front of the empress? Jiang Zhongmin, the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, was also at his side at this moment, and his uniform was made by his Ministry of Internal Affairs. If something went wrong, he would not be able to get away with it, and he couldn't help but become anxious and yellow-faced.
The panic in my heart only lasted for a moment. I quickly calmed down and said, "Can I find someone to sew it up?"
Jiang Zhongmin said: "The canonized dress was woven with gold and silver threads by several weavers. The threads used are only enough to weave this one piece. Now I am afraid that I will have to open the warehouse again, fearing that there will be a big fanfare."
I shook my head: "No."
Time passed little by little, Huanbi said: "We can't delay it any longer. The emperor and the empress will be blamed even more for missing the time."
Jiang Zhongmin was running around anxiously, sweating like rain in the cold weather. He suddenly slapped his thigh and said happily: "Two days ago, I brought a piece of clothing from the Queen's Palace for darning. At first glance, it looked like a formal dress, although it was not the same as the empress. It looks very similar to the one on my body, but if I take it and put it on temporarily, it should be worth it."
I hesitated: "Is it okay?"
Jiang Zhongmin said: "That dress looks a bit old. It was something from a few years ago. I'm afraid it was worn by the Queen, so I didn't press for it. It's only been two or three days since I mended it. I thought...
It doesn't matter." He said softly: "That's the only one that's worth it now."
Liu Zhu was impatient and urged: "Since you can withstand it, why don't you go quickly."
I stopped and said, "No, how can I wear the Queen's clothes casually? Isn't it rude and overbearing?"
Jinxi was an old man in the palace. Seeing that the matter was urgent, she frowned and thought for a while and said: "If it is the queen's dress, it cannot be worn at all, but if it is regular clothes, it can also be used for emergencies, but the queen must apologize to the queen."
.After all, when the empress was a concubine in the Jin Dynasty, she used the clothes of the concubine because she didn't have enough time. There is also a precedent."
Jiang Zhongmin thought for a while and said: "It is indeed a regular dress, and I am afraid it is the dress worn by the Queen when she was a concubine. It is made of peacock brocade and embroidered with Zhai Feng, not the phoenix pattern on the queen's dress."
Jin Xi breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's enough."
Jiang Zhongmin didn't dare to send anyone, so he ran away in a hurry, and soon Kung Fu rescued him.
He held it carefully, and it was indeed a very beautiful outer garment. It was dragged to the ground for a long time, with red pearls and peacock pattern brocade, and densely embroidered with gold threads through the pearls to create blue clouds, passion flowers, and green jade phoenixes.
.Xiapei used twisted silver thread to create a picture of clouds, water and Xiaoxiang, dotted with rhinestones, which makes it more elegant and gorgeous. And looking at its size, it just fits me.
Liu Zhu clicked his tongue and said, "The queen's clothes are indeed good, no matter how old they are."
Huanbi hurriedly put it on for me and said, "Miss, hurry up, the emperor and the queen will be waiting in a hurry."
I didn't care to avoid suspicion, so I hurriedly changed out of my ragged clothes, put on my formal dress, and got into Zhai Fengyu's car. The curtains were lowered, and I heard a confused sigh from Jin Xi behind me, "Why do you look so familiar?"
I didn't have time to reflect on the meaning of her words. I just wanted to get there before it was too late.
However, there was also a layer of suspicion in my heart, as if something was terribly wrong, but there was no extra time for me to speculate.