No matter what the emperor's thoughts were when he came to Xihe Palace, Zhuang Luoyan dressed up in the same style as before. Rouge and gouache were not needed, the hair should be soft and scented, and the clothes should be loose. After all, the emperor came to the concubine's palace at night to cover the quilt to chat or fight, not to see how women remove makeup and hairpins.
It's better to leave things like stunning the emperor to do during the day, and it's better to do things at night at night.
When Feng Jin arrived at Xihe Palace, he was not surprised to see Zhuang Luoyan standing at the gate of the palace, and stepped down to help Zhuang Luoyan, "It's been a cold spring these few days, Concubine Ai must be careful."
"The concubine is dressed very warmly, the emperor doesn't have to worry," Zhuang Luoyan rubbed the emperor's hands with his other hand, "How come the emperor's hands are so cold, the concubine has prepared hot soup for the emperor, you Get some warmth."
Feng Jin patted the back of Zhuang Luoyan's hand with the other hand, "Don't be nervous, it's just a little wind." After speaking, he led Zhuang Luoyan into the house.
There is no special incense fragrance in Xihe Palace, but there is some grassy fragrance, which is the special feature of Zhuang Luoyan. Every time I go to the place where Zhuang Luoyan lives, there are all kinds of natural thoughts, such as the fragrance of peach in June, the fragrance of lotus in July, and the fragrance of mint in August, which are always refreshing things. So when he was hot last year, he also preferred to go to Zhuang Luoyan's place. Even if there was ice in the house on a hot day, no one liked to smell the messy incense smell.
Bringing the peanut, barley and taro ball soup to the emperor himself, Zhuang Luoyan said with a smile, "Your Majesty, this is what my concubine asked the small kitchen to simmer with fire, try it."
The celadon bowl was filled with fragrant soup, which made Feng Jin, who had been blowing some cold spring winds along the way, have some appetite. He took a sip from the silver spoon presented by Zhuang Luoyan, and the temperature of the soup seemed to have warmed his stomach. inside.
"It tastes very good, but I have never tasted this kind of soup. It seems that the cook in the small kitchen has some skills." Feng Jin took a few more mouthfuls before putting down the bowl, rinsed his mouth and looked at Zhuang Luoyan with a smile, "In the future, If you want to eat delicious food, it seems that you will come to Concubine Ai.”
"If the emperor likes it, it's okay to transfer this cook to the imperial kitchen," Zhuang Luoyan smiled proudly, "but this dish was taught to her by the concubine. Tell the cook to go."
"Since it's your idea, what do I want a cook to do? You're enough." Feng Jin smiled, seeing Zhuang Luoyan's face moved, he got up and wrapped his arms around Zhuang Luoyan's waist, "I don't have time. It's early, Concubine Ai and I rest in peace."
Seeing this, the courtiers who were serving them immediately stepped forward to remove the curtains, leaving space for the emperor and Zhao Xian to accommodate themselves.
Outside the heavy curtains, Gao Dezhong led a few palace maids and eunuchs to wait quietly, standing opposite him were the two big maids of Xihe Palace, he smiled and said, "Just now I saw that Zhao Xianrong's hands seemed to be a little red, but Zhao Xianrong's hand seemed to be a little red, but Zhao Xianrong's hand seemed to be a little red. Xianrong cooked for the emperor himself?"
"This..." Hearing Zhu was a little embarrassed, "Eunuch Gao, the niangniang told the slaves and maids not to say much before, and please don't embarrass the slaves and maids."
"It's all to serve the master, my father-in-law understands," Gao Dezhong sighed, "The emperor will understand the mother's heart." He understood, this Zhao Xianrong is only afraid that he really paid the emperor a sincere love, otherwise he would have done it secretly These things have not dared to be expressed in front of the emperor.
Yun Xi heard that Gao De's loyalty was blessed, "My father-in-law clearly observed Qiuhao, but I beg the father-in-law not to tell the emperor about this. The slaves are here to thank the father-in-law for his great kindness."
The other masters tried their best to express themselves in front of the emperor. This Zhao Xianrong was very good, but he didn't dare to let the emperor know her intentions. Gao Dezhong saw Yun Xi's sad face, and nodded as a response. He won't say, as for whether the emperor will ask, it's none of his business.
In view of the frequent visits of the emperor to the harem recently, Zhuang Luoyan originally thought that the emperor would chat with her under the quilt, but she did not expect that the interest was still very good. I don't know if the emperor will have a nightmare like a ghost press tonight.
"Master, it's getting late, let's settle down earlier." Chen Xi put on a dress for Ning Guiren, and saw that Ning Guiren was still stroking the violin given by the emperor, "The emperor went to Xihe Palace today and will not come again. already."
"Yes, he is the emperor, the emperor of all the women in the harem, not me." Ning Guiren smiled bitterly, stood up and walked to the window, looking in the direction of Xihe Palace, "Entering the palace is not what I wanted, the emperor's Pity and love made me forget that this is the harem."
"Master, don't think so, the emperor treats you naturally, the emperor Hua Cairen and Yan Cairen who entered the palace with you have not been favored so far," Chen Xi put away the piano, "After you enter the palace, the emperor, I will stay with you more, and the rewards will continue. When you enter the harem, there are constant speculations about you, so how can the emperor continue to stay here."
"Why do you have to persuade," Ning Guiren smiled faintly, "there are so many women in the harem, it is only natural for the emperor to go there, not to mention Zhao Xianrong is favored, so it is normal for the emperor to go to her."
Thinking of a few conversations in the imperial garden, Ning Guiren took back the direction of looking at Xihe Palace. Although Zhao Xianrong was not versatile, but with his easy-going temperament, the emperor also wanted to spoil him a little.
When Feng Jin woke up in the morning, it was rare to have breakfast with Zhuang Luoyan, who was holding a bowl of pearl japonica rice porridge, "It's really peaceful to get up in the morning."
"You lazy nature, you should have walked more in the morning," Feng Jin picked a piece of shortbread into Zhuangluo's bowl, "Don't stay in the palace all the time on weekdays, it's good to walk more. "
"The concubine also passed by," Zhuang Luoyan argued, "Yesterday I met Ning Fei and Ning Guiren in the imperial garden. The Begonia painted by Ning Fei is very beautiful."
"Concubine Ning's paintings are unparalleled in this harem, Ning Guiren..." Feng Jin frowned, "Although Ning Guiren's surname is Ning, there are still some titles that collide with Concubine Ning, and pass on my will, Ning's taro Although there is a surname of Ning, but because Concubine Ning has used this name, I have given Ning's Shengyu the title of Qian."
Qian? Is this title too superficial? Zhuang Luoyan smiled and said, "Your majesty said, the concubine feels awkward, and changing the title will make it easier to distinguish."
Not long after, the emperor's decree was issued to the harem. For a while, everyone in the harem didn't know whether the emperor favored Ning or didn't care. Saying that he didn't care, he flipped Ning's tooth card several times. If he cared about it, why would he give a Qian as a title on the grounds that the Ning family collided with Concubine Ning's title.
"Your Majesty Qian?" After hearing the emperor's will, the queen smiled, "The south tower is still the same, don't hate it for no reason. Who is Qian, who is leaning against the danger, and resenting Guanshan in the sound of falling plums tonight. It's a good title."
"This noble lady is very good, why did the emperor think of changing her title?" Dian Cui said hesitantly, "Niangniang, the emperor stayed in Xihe Palace yesterday. Is it related to Zhao Xianrong?"
"It doesn't matter whether it is related or not, the emperor has issued this will, you only need to correct the name," the queen smiled unchanged, but her eyes were a little cold.
Regardless of whether it was Zhuang Luoyan's handwriting, the emperor still remembered going to her when he loved Ning so much, which shows the status of Zhuang Luoyan in the emperor's heart. However, if the emperor favored her more than Concubine Shu, it wouldn't be a bad thing, at least this one didn't have the scheming of Concubine Shu.
After Ning Shengyu received the decree, she felt a little dazed, what does it mean to collide with Concubine Ning? She didn't have a title when she first entered the palace, so she used her surname as her number. Is this also a collision
"Master..." Chen Xi looked at her worriedly.
"It's okay," Ning Shengyu lowered her eyelids, "In this harem, having a title is also the emperor's favor, isn't it?"
It's just that this title is unbearable, and it makes a Chinese character ridiculous.
The women in the harem are all good means of admiring Zhuang Luoyan. This is not only a gesture of goodwill to Concubine Ning, but also a disgrace to the newly entered Ning family.
Just when everyone felt Zhuang Luoyan's favor, another incident happened in the harem, Ye Guiren died in the dry well of Jingqiu Pavilion. This dry well is not high enough to fall to death, so the emperor was furious and ordered a thorough investigation of the matter.
"Your Majesty, the Empress, the servants found a piece of this object in the lining of Ye Guiren's clothes. I think it was Ye Guiren who left behind while the murderer was not paying attention to remind us of the evidence," the eunuch in the central palace presented a piece of torn cloth.
The queen looked into the tray, and the thing painted on this piece of cloth was obviously the corner of the peacock's tail. It was thought that Ye Guiren hurriedly tore off a small piece and hid it in the inner placket.
Feng Jin, who was drinking tea with the Queen, also looked at the plate, frowning slightly.
"Niangniang, the servants saw that this peacock's tail is actually similar to the paper kite that Zhaoxian Rong's mother kept a few days ago," He Yu frowned and looked at the plate a few more times, "It must be the servants who read it wrong."
"No matter what, we should investigate this matter carefully," the queen turned her head to look at the emperor, "Your Majesty, look at this..." She knew that Zhuang Luoyan was favored, and the day when Zhaoxian Rong put the paper kite, the emperor and Zhao Xianrong Together, so only the emperor has spoken about this matter, and she can rest assured that someone will go to Zhuangluoyan.
"Since Zhao Xianrong has doubts about this matter, I will summon Zhao Xianrong to ask," Feng Jin put down the teacup, "I also want to get a good understanding of this matter."
Hearing that, the queen nodded to the steward eunuch, and the steward eunuch stepped back gently.
Feng Jin looked at the blue-and-white porcelain teacup on the table with a blank expression, but did not realize that Concubine Favored was what she should have looked like when she framed the concubine's murderer.