Jingren Palace.
Concubine Rong sat sideways in front of the dressing table, looking at the pot of silver frost charcoal in the corner, a pair of eyes like apricot kernels became unpredictable with the flickering charcoal fire.
At this time, it was only late autumn, and although the night was getting colder, there was still a long time before the official distribution of charcoal in the palace for heating.
However, the four concubines who were to give birth in Jingren Palace received special approval from the emperor to use charcoal in advance.
the reason...
Naturally, it is for the unrestricted, anytime, anywhere practice of the secret recipe for childbirth.
"Niang Niang, Xiao Shunzi has already gone."
The female officer Hu Yue'e came in from the door, felt the temperature in the room, and asked again, "It's almost time, do you want to push it back and wait for Xiao Shunzi to come back, or..."
"No need."
Concubine Rong got up from the spring stool and spread her arms flat. Hu Yue'e hurriedly stepped forward to undress for her, and placed a first-class Persian fleece blanket in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror.
The embroidered shoes and socks were removed from the edge of the fleece blanket, and she showed her healthy figure in the floor-to-ceiling mirror. Concubine Rong's scrutiny eyes habitually landed on the upper left of the mercury mirror.
What was reflected in that part was supposed to be a mass of flawless abundance, but now there is a bubble the size of a peanut, stubbornly entrenched on it, which greatly reduced the beautiful scenery.
No way, after all, the manufacturing process is not mature enough these days. Mercury mirrors as large as one inch are now limited editions on the market. By extension, if you want to make a floor-to-ceiling mirror with a 'perfect screen', it is naturally more More difficult.
The glass that can be used as a floor-to-ceiling mirror may not have a few in a thousand pieces. It seems that there is only one 'dead spot' on it, which is already considered to be the best.
And this small flaw is not impossible to avoid.
Not to mention, just turn the mirror up and down, so that the bubble is in the knee area, it will not look so unsightly.
Hu Yue'e and other palace maids also suggested this.
But Concubine Rong insisted, not only put the flaw on it, but also insisted that it be reflected in the center of her chest every time.
When they moved into Jingren Palace, the emperor gave them four mirrors. The first person to rush over was Concubine Rong, and she fell in love with it at a glance. The only flawless 'perfect screen' was among them.
However, that mirror finally fell to Jia Yuanchun, the virtuous concubine.
If it's the emperor's will, that's all.
If Jia Yuanchun tried his best to fight for it, it would be fine.
However, neither of the two said a word, but Concubine Rong did everything she could, and even begged the eggless thing softly...
Since that day, there has been a thorn in her heart.
And the bubble on the mirror, in her opinion, is the reflection of the thorn. If you can't pull it out by the roots, and then dig deep into someone else's chest, even if you try to cover it up, what's the point
After staring at the bubble for a long time, Concubine Rong took a deep breath, and then began to practice various movements in the secret recipe for a child on the fleece blanket.
She was so absorbed, and tried to achieve the ultimate in every movement, so that in just a quarter of an hour, a layer of moist polish was plated on her body.
However…
"Hmm~!"
With a muffled groan, Concubine Rong, who was independent with the golden pheasant on her ankle, fell on the fleece blanket and kept going.
"Damn!"
She angrily thumped two fists on the blanket, and stood up to continue the challenge. Although she did not repeat the same mistakes this time, her delicate body was swaying like a willow floating in the wind.
In fact, when it comes to flexibility of the body, Concubine Rong may not necessarily lose to Jia Yuanchun, and even because of her age advantage, she still wins in some aspects.
But unfortunately, the innate advantage that she usually relies on to dominate the roost has become an insurmountable shortcoming in this regard, especially in certain postures that require balance, which has made her repeatedly frustrated.
Pissed off and reluctantly practiced for a while, seeing that if it goes on like this, there may not be any gain, and maybe it will hurt himself.
Concubine Rong stopped reluctantly, sat down on the spring stool in a fit of anger, took out the handkerchief and lifted the close-fitting jacket, wiped the sweat fiercely, and said angrily: "If the dragon seed is delayed, I want you all. What's the use?!"
In fact, she has tried before, letting the palace maid be in charge of lifting, but that is not the right way after all.
Now this secret recipe for begging has been crowned with metaphysics, so she is also worried that if someone comes to help, it will affect the effect, will it not be a waste of time
But she said that Concubine Rong was venting indiscriminately, when she heard the clanging of the bead curtain at the door, and then Hu Yue'e walked in again and reported, "Niangniang, Xiao Shunzi is back."
"came back?"
Concubine Rong abruptly got up from the spring bench, pressed down on the little clothes that were ups and downs in the mountains, and said anxiously: "How come I have been going for so long, and what have I gained?!"
"The slave has not had time to ask."
Hu Yue'e hesitated for a while, and then added: "But looking at him, it seems that something has happened."
An accident happened
Has it come to light? !
But how can this happen? !
Xiao Shunzi is usually the most exciting, and he has never seen anyone before, so how could he be seen through by that person? !
Concubine Rong's heart trembled, and the little clothes that had just calmed down began to rise and fall like a bellows.
She didn't even bother to dress her clothes neatly again, so she hurriedly wrapped a pleated skirt and dragged her embroidered shoes to the outside.
"My lady!"
There was only a handsome little eunuch outside. Seeing that Concubine Rong came out from the inside, she said with a bitter face: "Then Mr. Sun is really not an ordinary person. With just two words, the identity of a slave is revealed!"
This is really afraid of what to do!
Concubine Rong became more and more uneasy, not to mention the small clothes inside, even the pleated skirt could hardly hold back her intense heartbeat.
The ruddy little mouth trembled for a while before he squeezed out a sentence: "He... Did he ever see you before?"
"It never was."
Xiao Shunzi stole the sight of the blood on her face, knowing that she had misunderstood something, and hurriedly said: "Although Master Sun sees it clearly, the servant girl is not from the concubine Xiande, but she doesn't know that the servant girl was sent by the niangniang."
As he spoke, he recited the brief responses of the two.
Concubine Rong heard that he didn't reveal his identity, and made a special detour on the way back, so he was relieved, but then frowned and pondered: "Just these two words, he actually saw the flaw. ? This is too... Could it be that you showed your voice in panic?!"
"Never mind!"
Xiao Shunzi hurriedly said, "The slave-maid is talking to Master Sun in the shadow of the steps. How can you tell the sound of the dark man?"
"Others can't see it, but he may not see it."
At this time, Hu Yue'e on the side couldn't help but interrupt: "I heard that this Sun Da has a pair of eyes in life, not to mention a person, even ghosts can't hide in front of him!"
Naturally, Concubine Rong had heard of these rumors. Before, she only thought it was nonsense, but now she can't help but mutter.
Seeing that Xiao Shunzi is a fake, that's all.
In the secret recipe for begging, there isn't something mysterious hidden in it, right
After thinking about it, she couldn't help but instructed: "Xiao Shunzi, you can find a way to send a message to my mother's family tomorrow, and ask them to ask an expert to open the altar and help us drive away evil spirits!"
Xiao Shunzi took the order.
Concubine Rong became more and more restless when she returned to the room. She took off the pleated skirt and still did not relieve herself. She simply gritted her teeth and took a bite out of it. She stood back in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror and stared at the flaws on the mirror, word by word. said: "Wait, one day I will climb on your head!"