Concubine Xi took a step forward with a smile on her face and said softly: "Your Majesty, there is no need to be anxious. Taoist priests are deeply involved in recuperating people's lives. They are meant to follow fate and should not be forced to do so. However, I made the Taoist robes for the emperor.
I have been my concubine for a long time!"
While she was talking, she walked forward naturally, reached out to take the Taoist robes in the wooden tray, and then said softly: "I will give it a try for the Emperor."
Her hands coated with kodan gently stroked the muscles of Yinzhen's back, as if massaging and lingering.
Su Peisheng turned his face away.
Yinzhen frowned slightly, moved forward calmly and said: "Fei Xi, I know you are working hard, go down. This thing really takes a toll on people's eyesight and mind. There is no need to do it in the future."
Concubine Xi's smile suddenly froze on her face, and she seemed to ask in disbelief: "Isn't the emperor always concerned about Taoism..."
Yinzhen turned to look at her and said, "You hope that I will cultivate Taoism and become an immortal as soon as possible?"
Concubine Xi pursed her lips. Facing the emperor's question, she didn't know how to answer for a moment: "I am a concubine... I am a concubine..."
Yinzhen looked at her embarrassed look, thought of Hongli again, sighed, waved his hand, and said tiredly: "Go down."
Li Gui and Ma Chang had completely transformed into humanoid backgrounds when they entered the palace, and Yinzhen barely even glanced at them.
Concubine Xi walked out.
What happened to the emperor? Why did he suddenly change his mind? Even a few days ago, weren't you still addicted to the art of Taoism and alchemy?
She runs to the emperor every day, isn't it just because of the east wind of cultivating Taoism?
Concubine Xi got on the carriage and went all the way back. When she got to her palace, she finally couldn't bear it anymore. Seeing Ma Changzai following Li Guiren to kneel to her, she frowned and said coldly: "You
The robes I made were not exquisite enough, so I caught the emperor's attention. I will go back and make ten more embroidered yellow satin robes, embroidered green gauze robes with yellow gauze edges, and embroidered red satin Kowloon robes for me before the end of next month.
Come to me!"
Ma Changzai suddenly raised his head and begged with tears in his eyes: "Empress! How can I do this!"
Xi Concubine looked at her indifferently, with a gentle look on her face that revealed cruelty: "You have to do it even if you can't do it. You can't sing well, but you can do just fine with needlework. You can do it until the emperor's eyes light up!"
Li Guiren curled her lips. Although she usually disliked Ma Chang for being very angry in the family, after all, they were always together, so it was inevitable that there would be some friendship.
She appealed to Ma Changzai and said, "Concubine Xi, look at Ma Changzai's hands... How about another way?"
Ma Chang raised his hand tremblingly.
The hands were already covered with pinholes and scratches and bruises.
Taoist clothes are not easy to make, not to mention that every time Concubine Xi asked her to do something, she was forced to rush the work.
I stayed up day and night, working on it with flying needles and threads.
Then she presented it to the emperor and said that it was the hard work of her Niu Hulu family and she only hoped that the emperor would like it.
Ma Changzai slowly bit his lips.
Concubine Xi felt even more uncomfortable when she thought of Yinzhen's indifferent expression towards the topic of Taoism and alchemy today - now that Sixth Brother is in sight of victory, her Hongli has fewer and fewer opportunities to show his face in front of the emperor. Could it be that he will only do this in the future?
A mediocre wealthy prince?
No!
no way!
She had been humble and cautious in the first half of her life, and was ridiculed by everyone when she was in Prince Yong's palace.
For the rest of her life...she believed that her son could give her a try and perhaps bring her the most precious honor in the world!
Concubine Xi slowly sat down and looked at Ma Chang Yiyan with disdain, her eyes filled with disdain.
The horse often trembled.
In the blink of an eye, it was already the end of March. Ma Chang was working hard, staying up day and night, and finally delivered the Taoist clothes within three days after exceeding the deadline agreed by Concubine Xi.
Concubine Xi thought she was delaying her invitation to favor, so she made her kneel in the palace garden for three days.
Poor Ma Chang is here, she is already weak, and the recent rush to work has drained her of the last bit of energy in her body.
On the third day, Ma Changzai fell directly to the bluestone floor.
After waking up, Li Guiren begged Concubine Qian to talk to Concubine Xi, and then he took her back to his palace to rest for a while.
After everyone had gone out, Ma Changzai turned over and bit a corner of the silk quilt tightly, trembling all over.
Her eyes were bloodshot due to grief, grievance, humiliation, and unwillingness. Coupled with her disheveled hair, she almost looked like a female ghost with a sad expression and wanted revenge.
In May, the third princess gave birth to a fat boy safely. Coincidentally, the grandson was born on the same day as Ji Ling gave birth to the third princess.
"It's fate!" Yinzhen was very happy and said with a smile.
Not to mention Ji Ling's happiness, all kinds of rewards from the palace were moved to the princess's mansion like a mountain and a sea, and there were already dozens of mule carts coming and going.
All kinds of supplements to replenish the body and vitality of the third princess during confinement were sent there like Chinese cabbage. There were also imperial doctors ordered by Yinzhen to take care of her, and various confinement nuns to take care of her.
Ji Ling actually originally wanted to live with her daughter for a month and take care of her during her confinement period.
But she is an imperial concubine and cannot leave the palace for too long.
In the end, I could only go out and see the third princess once. When mother and daughter parted, I started wiping tears again.
"You can't cry, you can't cry." Ji Ling endured it by herself while wiping her daughter's tears: "You are still in confinement, you must not cry, my dear little girl!"
She held this "little darling" in her arms and rubbed it for a long time, then reluctantly let go and left the princess's residence step by step.
On the street outside, the imperial concubine was walking around in such a grand manner that the streets had already been cleared.
When Ji Ling returned to the palace, Brother Qi asked her seriously: "Mother, am I also pregnant now?"
"Nakechu" is what the Manchu people call uncle.
Ji Ling's heart was originally filled with sadness about separation, but when she heard Brother Qi's question, she burst into laughter.
"Isn't that right? Now you have become the person who was born." She reached out and stroked the seventh prince's little head.
Brother Qi cheered, tugged at Qixi's clothes and said, "Aunt Qixi, listen! I'm also guilty now!"
Qixi smiled and nodded: "No! Brother Qi is the best!" When she smiled, slight wrinkles appeared at the corners of her eyes.
As the seventh brother spoke, he cleared his throat seriously, climbed onto a chair, and moved his little hands behind his back: "Later, when I go to my sister's place, I have to take a good look at my Enoch!
Touch his little head like this again!"
He stretched out his hand and made a virtual movement in mid-air.