The lights at night were dimly filtered by the curtains, and the clouds and winds outside were behind her, and her entire face was shrouded in shadow. Looking from Chunjia's angle at this moment, she could see that her black hair was like clouds, piled on the pillow. Now, it spread across half of the bed like a dark stream of water.
In that dark color, just a little bit of snow-like cheeks were exposed, which was coated with a layer of dim yellow halo by the lights.
The black of the crow's wings and the red of the fresh snow originally gave off a cold meaning due to the sharp contrast, but because of the slight yellow, they revealed a bit of the flavor of human fireworks.
The back of the concubine lying on her side seemed to have some softness and warmth.
But is this the effect of the lights? Or is it that I am illuminated by the lights in this way
Like the person she is.
Are those words just now a subtle explanation that can lead to wisdom out of haste, or are they the calm and generous words that come from the heart
Chunjia has always been gentle and humble since she was a child, but she is not without pride on the outside.
He misunderstood that although Yun Fenghuang had not had much real hostility from the beginning and had shown sincere admiration on several occasions, he had always firmly believed that the concubine was playing tricks on him.
Not only because of the gap in status, but also because of Chunjia's strict self-discipline since childhood, his talent, his hard work, his environment, his forbearance... His Ruming's pro-government was something he took for granted.
Should he be able to steadily suppress Yun Fenghuang? Should this be a matter of course...
But at that time Chunjia was a little unsure.
The young concubine who is arrogant, willful and deep-tempered, the legitimate daughter of a wealthy family who seems to be flamboyant but is actually worried and kind-hearted, the wife who lives outside the palace who has knowledge about her advances and retreats, takes the overall situation into consideration and is good at fighting for favor, hates Yun Feng who clearly loves power and status from the inside out. Huang...Which one is the true face
Are all those who swim ten thousand
Chunjia watched deeply for a while, and saw that Yun Fenghuang was motionless, but his breathing gradually became evener, and then he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
… Yun Fenghuang didn’t get up until Yun Fenghuang got up three months later. By then the emperor had already gone to Xingxin Hall.
"Bidong told us not to disturb you when he left." Qingdu brought Qingxu in to help her wash up, and told her by the way, "I'd rather you not go to Fangyin Pavilion or Baose Xiaozhu after you get up. It's too shameful." Doctors, let’s take a look.”
She stressed, "Five of the imperial doctors who have been treating the Empress Dowager have arrived and have been waiting in the east building for a long time."
Yun Fenghuang thought of the imperial doctor who had seen her before, and said lazily: "Since they have been waiting for a while, let them wait for a while, and I can freshen up for me."
Qingdu was stunned for a moment before saying, "No."
She dressed Yun Fenghuang carefully and served the master with food. Seeing that the master still had no intention of summoning the imperial doctor, she couldn't help but frown slightly, glanced at Qing Xu, and casually found an excuse to send him away. Go, kiss your legs and close the door, and then whisper: "Your Majesty, you were specifically in front of Bidong yesterday... Is it possible to ask Bidong's gang to summon the imperial doctors? Everyone is here tomorrow, Why do you need to waste your body so much?"
In fact, after Yun Fenghuang returned from living in the wilderness, he did suffer from menstrual pain, but in terms of severity, it was actually not as terrible as last morning.
Yesterday morning, 70% of them were fake.
Although Qingren from the Qing capital has not been in the palace for a long time, he has served the Jiang family for many years. He understands the little master's temperament, so there is no need to communicate in advance, and the cooperation can be seamless.
Judging from Chunjia's reaction, he should have no doubts.
The Qing people in the Qing capital were very happy to see the imperial doctors coming hand in hand tomorrow morning. They didn't expect that the emperor's liquid had passed, but his wife was already taking care of it. So what's the point
"I wonder if I sought medical treatment last morning?" Yun Fenghuang sighed and said, "If I just sought medical treatment, I would tell Bidong directly. Do I think he would disagree with such a small matter? ? You must know that the Queen Mother is not his biological grandmother."
No matter how much Chunjia respects the Empress Dowager Cuo on the surface, she certainly doesn't care as much as Empress Dowager Cuo Yuan in her heart.
After all, the two parties were not related by blood, and the Ji family had offended the emperor quite a lot over the years - even if the Empress Dowager did not directly offend the emperor, the fact that her surname was Ji was enough to offend the emperor.