March has passed, the peach blossoms have dried up, and the weather has begun to warm up, but none of the masters of the harem felt warm, and even felt unusually cold.
Zhao Xianrong of Xihe Palace was almost killed by the gangsters. The emperor was furious and interrogated layer by layer.
To this day, the only person who is in a relaxed mood is Zhuang Luoyan, who is recovering from her injuries in Xihe Palace. She is half lying on the soft couch, playing with the palace flowers specially sent by the province in the palace.
"Niangniang, these tea leaves..." Tingzhu took out the tea pot, "Do you still want it?"
"Didn't the province in the palace send the newly-received Biluochun and Bitanxue?" Zhuang Luoyan glanced at the tea pot, "Buying that pot of Arhats under the pine is all worth it."
She is not good at tea, and this year's new tea will not be drunk all at once. Even if the palace province does not deliver it for a month, it will be enough, but since she has been wronged, how can the people in the palace province be better. The emperor is here, wouldn't it be nice to drink some old tea from last year
"Slave I heard that yesterday Eunuch Gao asked the junior supervisor of the central province to go to the Shangyi Bureau to be a rough servant." Tingzhu carefully buried the tea leaves in the soil of Luohansong, so that people could not see any traces of something underneath before he returned He continued, "Also, Xu Zhaorong from Changtianlou is ill. Today, the maid next to her knelt down in Qianzheng Palace for a long time, and the emperor did not visit her."
Zhuang Luoyan sneered, "It wasn't that she said she lacked someone to call. Now that she is ill, there are probably more people who need to be called."
Hearing Zhu Wenyan said with a smile: "Niang Niang, you don't know yet, although the emperor did not go to Changtianlou today, but he made a decree, saying that Xu Zhaorong was ill and needed to rest, so he reduced the number of Changtianlou. slave."
After listening to Zhu's words, Zhuang Luoyan laughed. The emperor was already a little tired of Xu Zhaorong's pretentious attitude, but now that she found her bullying others, it was naturally even more annoying. Men should always sympathize with weak women, but hate women pretending to be weak.
It's fun to be pretentious for a while, and it's boring to be pretentious all the time. As early as when the servants who were beside Mrs. Qian were wronged and Xu Zhaorong was punished by the emperor, she guessed that the emperor was tired of Xu Zhaorong.
The momentary cold reception made her see clearly who hated her so much that she didn't even leave any room for it, and directly bullied her. Concubine Rou is favored because of her beauty, Su Xiuyi is favored because of a cousin who is favored, and whose power is the concubine Yan Gui
It is no wonder that even if she climbed up according to the model of Concubine Shu Gui, she was just a concubine. Compared with Concubine Shu Gui, her words and actions were still too far behind.
"Niangniang, Aunt Heyu from Jingyang Palace is here." Yun Xi walked in. "The sun outside is very good and there is no wind. Niangniang, can you go to bask in the sun?"
Zhuang Luoyan held her hand and stood up, "Staying in the house all day is boring, let someone put tables and chairs in the yard, and let Aunt Heyu spread the word in the yard."
Heyu stood in the yard, the warm sun shining on his body, making people feel more lazy in their bones. Since the night that Zhao Xianrong was attacked, she has never seen Zhao Xianrong again. Now that more than 20 days have passed, the Xihe Palace has been rewarded every day. Anyone can see that the emperor did not hate Zhao Xianrong. On the contrary, the honor is infinite.
Just thinking about this, she saw this Zhao Xianrong came out with a palace maid's hand. She did not pull back her hair, her blue silk was casually draped behind her, and the peach red robe was slightly loose on her body, but there was a An indescribable taste.
"Slave and Yu have seen Zhaoxian Rong Niangniang." He Yu hurriedly stepped forward to ask for an salute, and now who would dare to be snubbed in front of Zhao Xianrong, isn't that courting death? Not to mention her, even the empress should be polite to Zhao Xianrong now.
"You don't need to be too polite, but the Empress has something important for you to come?" Zhuang Luoyan smiled at Heyu, and then slowly sat down on the soft couch.
"Returning to Niangniang, the Empress Empress has nothing to do, just let the servants bring you some medicinal herbs to nourish your blood." After Heyu finished speaking, he asked the maids behind him to give the things to the servants of Xihe Palace, "The Queen also said , please don't worry, madam, if you need anything, just report it to Jingyang Palace."
"Thank you for your grace," Zhuang Luoyan nodded, "I am so tired of the empress. I should have gone to thank the empress in person, but my body does not allow it. I hope the empress will forgive me."
"Zhaoxian Rong Niang Niang's words are serious," He Yu said hurriedly after hearing the words, "You are injured now, how can you be so troubled? Empress is pleased."
"The maiden is kind, concubine and concubine are really grateful." Zhuang Luoyan's voice gradually became tired, and his face became even paler.
Seeing this situation, He Yu said, "Please, Empress Zhaoxian Rong, take care of her body in peace, and the servant will go back and restore her life to the Empress."
"Auntie, walk slowly," Zhuang Luoyan smiled and watched Heyu leave. When no one was seen, the smile on her face didn't fade. She just closed her eyes and leaned on the soft couch to rest, and the warm sunlight was shining on her body. It is suitable for sleeping in spring sleepiness.
Hearing that Zhuang Luoyan closed his eyes and rested, Zhu took two steps back with Yun Xi and gave her a quiet environment.
Fubao walked into the yard and found his master basking in the sun in the yard, so he waved to Tingzhu.
"What's the matter?" Tingzhu walked over and asked in a low voice.
"Listen to Zhu, have you heard that Eunuch Gao is investigating the servants in various palaces, but all servants who passed by our Xihe Palace on the day the master was injured were called to ask." Fubao lowered his voice and said, "I heard that Several others were beaten to death by the cane."
"If you have bad intentions, you should lose your life." Tingzhu turned his head and looked at Zhuang Luoru, who was still resting. "You don't have to report to the empress at such a young age, so as not to spoil the empress's interest."
Zhuang Luoyan opened his eyes and saw Fubao and Tingzhu chatting on the side, but he didn't ask more, just changed his posture and continued to rest, but he fell asleep slowly.
When she opened her eyes again, her eyes were bright yellow. She raised her head slightly to see the emperor sitting on the edge of the soft couch, watching quietly with a book in his hand.
"Your Majesty?" Before Zhuang Luoyan got up, the emperor had put down the book and held her down. "Your wound was so painful that you couldn't sleep a few days ago. Now that you can finally rest well, you don't need to be more polite in front of me."
Zhuang Luoyan lay back on the couch and looked away slightly, "I just didn't expect the emperor to come."
"I have nothing to do today, so I came to see you," Feng Jin took the cape from Tingzhu's hand and put it on Zhuang Luoyan, "I didn't call you when I saw that you were sleeping well."
"The concubine has also slept for a while," Zhuang Luoyan touched her cheeks, which were a little red from the sun. "The emperor should go to the house with the concubine. Reading books in the sun is not good for your eyes."
Feng Jin smiled, suddenly bent down, and hugged Zhuang Luoyan by the waist, "If Concubine Ai wants to go into the house, I will naturally obey."
"Emperor!" Zhuang Luoyan exclaimed, reaching out to wrap his arms around the emperor's neck, "This..."
The princess-holding privilege that the romantic heroine enjoys, she actually has a day to enjoy, this feeling is not too good.
Feng Jin put Zhuang Luoyan on the imperial concubine chair, and put the cloak on Zhuang Luoyan's back, "There is no sun in the room, don't get cold, you are still weak now, but you can't get sick anymore."
"The emperor is always so nervous, why is the concubine so weak." Zhuang Luo rouge complained, but lightly grasped the cloak, "The emperor is busy with government affairs, so there is no need to worry about the body of the concubine every day."
"You have said before that I am your god, so when you are in bad health, I will naturally worry about it," Feng Jin reached out and touched the blue silk on Zhuang Luoyan's shoulder, "There are no major events in the court recently, the time Very well-off, you don't have to worry about that."
Zhuang Luoyan wanted to say something else, when Lu Yi brought in the Arhatsonia pine that had been basking in the sun for a while. Although this pot of Arhats pine is not very big, it was still a bit laborious to carry.
"Let these things be done by the eunuch, how do you, a palace maid, do such heavy work? What if you accidentally fall," Feng Jin said, seeing that it was the pot of Arhat pine that he had given to Zhuang Luoyan, "I look at it. Your mother-in-law likes this pine tree very much."
"Back to the emperor, the slaves can move them around. Usually, the slaves take care of this pot of pine trees." Lu Yi bowed her knees and bowed.
Zhuang Luoyan glanced at Lu Yi with a flat face. This palace maid was also the big palace maid by her side, but she preferred Yun Xi and Ting Zhu, but she was far away from Lu Yi. Made her a little funny.
When is it not easy to move in, but come in at this time
"You can take good care of this pot of pine trees, but as a palace maid, you don't know how to say goodbye before entering the house?" Feng Jin didn't seem to see the advantages of Lu Yi, but said lightly, "You belong to Zhao Xianrong. Palace maid, I'm not good at punishing you, just go outside and kneel."
"Slave, thank the emperor for his grace," Lu Yi gave an ugly salute, and stepped out without daring to lift her head.
After she exited, Zhuang Luoyan heard Tingzhu's voice from outside the curtain.
"Your Majesty, Niangniang, this servant made tea."
"Come in," Feng Jin pulled the cloak on Zhuang Luoyan's body before turning to look at Ting Zhudao who came in, "I'm a dedicated servant, a pair of gold ingots will be rewarded, and I will serve your mother-in-law more wholeheartedly in the future. "
"Slave and maid thank the emperor for his grace." Ting Zhu hurriedly knelt down and thanked him.
Zhuang Luoyan smiled lightly, and his eyes fell on the pot of Arhats, thoughtfully.
Feng Jin looked at Zhuang Luoyan and said, "I know you have a good temperament, but if the servants around you are useless, you'd better drive them away, otherwise it will be a problem for the master."
"Lu Yi was sent to serve the concubine after she entered the palace," Zhuang Luoyan sighed. "She has a straightforward temperament, so the concubine doesn't take her out very often. Don't be too harsh on her, Your Majesty."
"The rules of the palace maids are all raised by the maids. If there is something that you don't understand, it's not that you don't understand the rules, but that you don't care," Feng Jin patted Zhuang Luoyan on the back of the hand, "Serving the master who doesn't care about the slaves, It would be a disaster to keep.”
Zhuang Luoyan hesitated for a moment, then sighed: "The emperor is right, but the concubine is stupid."
"It's not that you are ignorant, it's just that you didn't think of it," Feng Jin's hand was changed to a grip, but his movements were very gentle.
Hearing that the two were in such a state of mind, Zhu carefully withdrew, and when he saw Lu Yi kneeling outside, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and the emperor was no longer a servant of his heart. Just now she saw Lu Yi carrying Luo Hansong in. Could it be that there is something else tricky
A slave wants to use his master's power to gain divine favor? If this slave is not in the country's beauty, then he is looking for his own death.
But if the country is beautiful and fragrant, how can it be discovered by the emperor