Jingqing Palace.
"Your Majesty." Lian Qing looked at the Concubine Xian, called out, and said cautiously, "The Emperor didn't turn over the sign today. Eunuch Yunhai said that the Emperor is busy with government affairs these days."
Concubine Xian sat on the table with a sullen face, her hands hanging on the side clenched into fists, and she took a deep breath, "Concubine Shu has been exempted from punishment, right?"
"It is said that the emperor ordered that a servant should be punished on his behalf. All he needs to do is to be grounded." Lian Qing spoke softer and softer, feeling a little dissatisfied. "The scars from the wound have not yet healed. The emperor is clearly partial to Concubine Shu."
"Concubine Shu is really good at it." Concubine Xian said with a cold face, "All the maidservants have come to seek death and seek a living. They are very ill. The emperor has to worry about the Song family."
"The emperor has taken away the military power from the Song family, why are you still worried?" Lian Qing was puzzled. "The young master and the old master have been promoted. The emperor should value the empress."
Concubine Xian raised a cup of tea and took a sip without replying.
Today's Holy Emperor is selfish and cold-blooded, decisive in killing and arrogant. They are just pawns in his hands. How can there be any affection
It was just a slap in the face of the Song family and a small candy. Song Wan could not escape the fate of falling out of favor.
Concubine Xian didn't say anything, and Qinglian didn't dare to ask again.
"I'm sleepy." Concubine Xian put down her teacup and walked to the inner room. Qinglian followed her to wait on her.
As long as the emperor did not enter the harem, she did not want to care about what the other party was doing. If he did not come to her bedroom, that would be a matter of reflection.
But the emperor has been suppressing the Tao family and the Song family recently, and they need the Wang family to suppress them. Her favor is almost certain.
Last night, Ji Huai got up at midnight because he was messing around late. He came alone, without even Yuan Hai accompanying him. When Qing He brought the basin in, he was about to wake up his mother-in-law, but Ji Huai stopped him.
"Let your mother-in-law sleep, I don't need anyone else to take care of you."
"Yes." Qing He responded softly, standing aside.
After Ji Huai packed up, he left alone.
Qing He looked at the emperor's leaving figure, then looked at his master who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and sighed again in his heart. Their master's favor was indeed worthy of the name.
There have been so many empresses in the harem, and the emperor has entered the harem twice this month, both of which stayed overnight in Jingyang Palace.
When Song Wan woke up, it was already three o'clock in the morning. She was paralyzed and turned over, with her face pressed against the quilt, looking lazy and dragging her voice, "When did the emperor leave this morning?"
"I left at Mao Shi." Qing He replied, "Is your Majesty going to get up? I will help you wash up."
"I'm going to take a nap." Song Wan shook his head gently, exposing his slender white arms, and closed his eyes again.
Qinghe looked at the dots of red plum blossoms on her arms, which were all traces of love, especially on her neck, which had several spots. Her mother-in-law was fair-skinned, which made her face even more conspicuous, making her face become hot even though she was untouched.
"Qinghe." Song Wan opened his eyes again and waved to her, somewhat mysteriously.
She responded, leaned over and squatted down, looking at Song Wan, "What's the matter?"
"Did mother give me a few brochures before I entered the Prince's Mansion? Where did they go?" Song Wan asked.
Qinghe didn't react at first, but she stared at him, and said with a blush, "It must have been sent to the empress's private treasury. Why do the empress ask these things?"
She flipped through a few pages and found them so unsightly that she was so embarrassed that she didn't dare to look up and see anyone for several days.
"Then you go find it and bring it to me." Song Wan continued her words and added.
"Empress..."
"I am useful." Song Wan was also embarrassed and looked away, "Okay, why are you asking so many questions? My mother gave it to me, but I haven't taken a good look at it yet."
"Yes, I will go find you." Qing He nodded.
Song Wan pulled up the quilt and hid inside again. A voice came from inside, "I'll keep my eyes open for a while. Remember to wake me up after a while."
"This slave knows."
Last night she and the emperor shared a quilt, and there seemed to be a faint scent of ambergris in it, and Song Wan's face slowly warmed up again. If he liked it, she could imitate it.
There was no need to kneel as a punishment, and with the help of top-quality plasters, Song Wan was fine after just two days.
In this way, her daily task is to stay in the palace.
Although the penalty of kneeling is waived, the person must be grounded.
The emperor has not set foot in the harem for two days. It is said that the Huns trampled on the border villages again, and there was a drought, so the ministers were discussing government affairs in the imperial study.
Song Wan didn't bother her, but she was in the palace every day. It was such a big place, and even going to the back garden was a luxury. She looked at the slave beside her boredly, "Qing Cui, how many days will I be banned from the palace?"
"Go back to your Majesty, there are still six days left." Qingcui responded.
Song Wan sighed and looked at the painting she was working on, suddenly losing interest.
With her temperament, it was already very uncomfortable to be trapped in the palace, and to be trapped in a palm-sized chamber was simply becoming more difficult every day.
"Your Majesty, you are banned. All the concubines in the harem are fawning over the virtuous concubine. Looking at her posture, those who don't know would think that she is already very favored. The maids around her have their tails raised to the sky. I will go to the dining room today. , everyone treats her as a noble." Qingcui was straight-tempered, and then added, "Your Majesty, the bird's nests we receive in the palace this month are obviously not as good as last month."
Song Wan stretched out her hand and lightly tapped her forehead, "Because your mother-in-law is on lockdown, you don't need to pay attention to this small matter. If it's not good, just go to the private treasury to get some."
As the most favored daughter of the Marquis of Ning'an, when she got married, she had a lot of money and a rich private treasury, so she had the best food and clothing. Since she entered the palace, she was the only empress, so she was not treated badly. The library has always been in a state of only entering but not exiting.
"But I just can't stand it. It's clear that the emperor's favorite is the empress." Qing Cui blurted out.
"Our Ning'an Marquis Mansion is not as good as the Wang family now, so we should stay out of the limelight." Song Wan's face became even more restrained.
Seeing this, Qing Cui stopped talking.
"Qing Cui, go and see if the food is ready." Qing He found an excuse and pushed her away.
"That slave, let's go take a look." Qingcui saluted and walked out.
After she walked away, Qing He walked to Song Wan and took out a letter from his arms, "Your Majesty, this is the letter that Madam sent in."
"Give it to me quickly." Song Wan hurriedly took it over, opened the envelope, took out the letter paper, and started reading.
Ever since what happened at Ning'an Hou Mansion, she felt uneasy. After a quick glance, her face gradually relaxed.
"What did Madam say?" Qinghe asked softly.
"Mother said that there was nothing going on at home and asked me to take good care of myself. After all that, I still feel that I am impatient and afraid of angering the emperor and losing favor." Song Wan took the letter back and said slowly, "Even if something happens, mother You won’t tell me, besides competing for favor, what else can I do now?”
"But the Emperor never talks to me about court affairs. I am powerless to do anything about these matters and I know nothing about them."
This time, her father handed over military power. She didn't know the pros and cons, and she had no way of knowing.
"If the emperor values the empress, he will also value the Ning'an Marquis Mansion more. How can he be powerless?" Qing He answered her words.
"I have been married to the emperor for a long time, but I have never made any profit for the Ning'an Hou Mansion. The emperor separated the harem from the government and never gave me this opportunity. How can I have the courage to mention it in front of him?" Song Wan Putting the letter away, he lowered his eyes and said helplessly, "My father is the founding minister, and he is devoted to the country, but I am afraid that his extraordinary achievements will arouse the emperor's suspicion. I just hope that the Ning'an Marquis Mansion will be stable and my brother will return safely."
"In this cold and lonely palace, I want to have a child of my own so much. The emperor is afraid of the Marquis of Ning'an Mansion, so he will not give me the chance to have a prince."
"I don't know if handing over military power is a good thing. If it can dispel the emperor's doubts, it will also be a good thing. The best way to protect the Ning'an Marquis Mansion is to ignore the government affairs."
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Qinghe couldn't calm down for a long time after listening to his mother-in-law's words.
She grew up with her mother-in-law since she was a child. The second young lady of Ning'an Hou Mansion has a free and easy temperament, is quirky, and is not familiar with worldly affairs. Seeing her like this, I don't know what to say.
A little distressed, a little sad.
This palace will change people beyond recognition. According to legend, it is a place where people can be eaten.
"I hope that the emperor will marry and give birth to a prince, but I don't look forward to it. After giving birth to a prince, I may have a chance to have a child of my own. But if I don't marry, how long can I keep him with so many sisters in the harem?" ? If the flowering period is over, maybe I won’t even have the chance to have children, so what should I do in this harem?" Song Wan looked at the distance, where high walls isolated the outside world, and said this lightly. One sentence.
"Miss." Qing He's eyes were moist. It seemed that this time Ning'an Houfu and the emperor's concubine had made the other party think about a lot of things.
"The Emperor didn't eat the taro cake last time. You and I go to the kitchen. I'll make the pastries and you can help me take them to the imperial study." Song Wan said and walked forward.
"yes."