"... No, Your Majesty?" Yun Fenghuang looked a little angry when he heard the commotion. He raised his head and saw Fu Chunjia, then he covered up his displeasure and said with a smile, "Have you gone to see the loving Empress Dowager tomorrow?" ? I went to greet my family, but I didn’t go to the Spring Palace."
Since returning to Miyagi City, the Queen Mother who accepted the concubine's greetings has been Queen Mother Yuan.
As the moon was bright and the concubine and her family were gathering together during the confinement period, Empress Dowager Yuan ordered that greetings be omitted so that everyone could talk more.
"I didn't go very much. I approved the memorials for more than half a month after the end of the dynasty, and I felt a little tired." Chunjia looked at her expression and said casually, "Yan Yin persuaded me to come to the harem for a walk. I walked there and got there... I understand Aren't you happy to meet your family? Why are you walking there alone in a daze? You didn't even notice that I was approaching?"
Yun Fenghuang said lazily: "I just miss my family a little bit."
Chunjia asked curiously: "Have you just seen me before?"
"Maybe that's the case, so I can't bear it anymore." Yun Fenghuang patted the sweet-scented osmanthus flowers on his skirt and stood up, "I didn't want to see anyone just now, so I asked all the waiters to go away. Could you please help me, Mr. Yan Yin?" Go and shout after you."
The geese are led to bow to the east.
After a while, Xie Hengyu and others came back to serve. Chunjia noticed that Xie Hengyu was just a good person. The Qingdu people looked at Yun Fenghuang with somewhat worried eyes and hesitated to speak.
He thought for a while, and when Yun Fenghuang wasn't paying attention, Cuo Yanyin whispered a few words.
Not long after, the little waiter who came with him left quietly.
But Yun Fenghuang was so absent-minded that he never noticed that after chatting with the emperor for a while, the topic of the Mid-Autumn Festival came up.
Chunjia said: "It is said that the queen has been much better before returning, so it is appropriate for her to host the banquet. If the journey is tiring, she is not too young. She may not be able to bear those confinement trips to Ludong. I should be more of a queen." Just share the worries."
During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the royal family asked for a banquet for all officials and clan members. This kind of banquet made Yun Fenghuang appear, and he was aware of the suppression by the Ji family.
Even though the Empress Dowager and Mrs. Ji took a step back and took the initiative to stay in the palace, Chunjia obviously didn't intend to give up just as soon as things got better.
It's no wonder that Ji's filial piety period is only a few months away.
Even if Chunjia begs the wrong Mr. Ji and reveals her nostalgia for the past, it will definitely prove that there is no longer a threat to Mr. Ji.
If the heat is very low, the emperor will ask for permission if his brain is flooded and there will be no weakness in the legs.
Even if Ji Shi retreats again and again, it won't work.
"Thank you, Bidong." Yun Fenghuang pursed her lips and smiled. Qifu would have been smiling normally, pulling the emperor to talk and vent her excitement.
But Mingyue really wasn't interested, and she was afraid that he would notice it, so she immediately changed the subject, "That's wrong, the Queen Mother's phoenix body..."
There is nothing wrong with chatting with that kind of filial son and caring about his mother.
That night Chunjia stayed in the Huanqing Palace. After some tenderness, she called the palace attendants to help her change her clothes. The emperor's concubine fell asleep again and gradually fell asleep.
I don't know how long it took, but Chunjia suddenly woke up and realized that the night wind was blowing directly on her.
When he opened his eyes, he saw that the honey-colored tent embroidered with gold threads and branches was randomly hooked up with golden hooks. The window of the palace a dozen steps away was wide open. As the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, the brighter moonlight was winding like flowing water. Winding in, a figure is clearly outlined who is holding on to the window lattice and looking out.
Yun Fenghuang was standing in front of the window wearing only her middle coat, with her long hair disheveled. The night wind carrying the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus blew her clothes and sleeves, making her waist more slender and less than full.
She stood there motionless, as if she was staring at something, or as if she was enduring something, revealing an indescribable loneliness.
Chunjia narrowed her eyes and stared at her for a moment, stretched out her legs and touched her side. The bed was cold, and the concubine had been standing there for a while.
He was a little angry at first and didn't like that she didn't take care of his body and bones. Then he thought of something and his heart became cold.
After a while, Chunjia quietly stood up, took out a light crimson-bottomed valerian jacket from the hanger nearby, walked over and put it on Yun Fenghuang's shoulder, saying quietly: "Why are you so heartbroken?" , so that you can’t sleep at night, wandering alone in the empty court?”
"'The moon is full of jade, I found it in front of the palace [Note]', Lord, the moonlight will be very beautiful tomorrow night." He pressed his palm on Yun Fenghuang's shoulder, and was keenly aware of the slight twitch in the concubine's whole body. Shocked, he immediately turned his head and smiled nonchalantly, "I can't sleep, so I'll just get up and watch for a while."
"No?" Chunjia looked down at her, and the silvery moonlight cast a heavy shadow on his eyelids, making his eyes even more sharp. He said unhurriedly, "I think so. .”
Yun Fenghuang smiled, and Yuedong's sweet red glaze-like skin became more and more radiant. Her dark eyebrows and bright red lips were distinct and hazy, giving her an innocent and mysterious beauty.
The smile was almost innocent: "Oh? What's the matter?"
"When we were in the palace." Chunjia's tone was very calm, as if she was chatting about an unimportant topic, but his eyes were fixed on any slight change in her expression, "I met the regent at night. After the crown prince, I have experienced ups and downs in the Kongming Pond... As far as I know, I have always cherished myself very much. How could it be possible for me to be alone in the middle of the night without even a coat in such a season? Is there that person?"
He said lightly, "You, my sister-in-law came to the palace and told me about Qi Jiulu?" "
"..." Yun Fenghuang looked at him for a moment, and then said calmly, "Bidong said earlier that in the Three Palaces and Sixth Courtyard, except for Yue Xiuyuan, even if the others had an affair with the foreign man, they would not be able to get married. It doesn't matter to you if evildoers come from the East and pretend to be the emperor's heir."
Chunjia was silent for a while, then said nonchalantly: "What I said casually that month, don't take it seriously."
He went back on his promise and made an understatement, but Yun Fenghuang felt very uneasy in her heart - Qiu Bu believed that person's lies, why did she have to be so desperate to emphasize to him that she had a close relationship with Jiulu? !
"Then please ask Bidong to deal with my concubine." She turned her head, continued to look at the moonlight in the court, and said coldly, "Anyway, in Bidong's eyes, I have already turned red, right?"
"..." Chunjia stared at her for a while, but did not have an attack, and said slowly, "I don't like to force others. If I really can't forget Qi Jiulu, I can arrange for me to leave the palace."
Yun Fenghuang sneered at Dong in her heart. After being taught the lesson of "How about I ask you not to give birth to Dong's heir and pretend to be my own flesh and blood and any concubine other than my mother-in-law?", she asked you not to believe in the emperor's ambition anymore, so she refused!
She was sure that if she nodded her head, Chun Jiadong would go berserk in an instant!
But if you don’t shake your head, you will definitely end up with something wrong...
Yun Fenghuang narrowed his eyes slightly, and his brows were instantly filled with a layer of unspeakable sadness. He sneered and said: "Leaving the palace... It's not too late for me to leave the palace now that my body is as clear as day. But why bother anymore?"
"Qi Jiulu is deeply in love with me and will not mind that I was a concubine. Even if he ran away with hatred before, with my legs, it is not difficult to get back together with him." Chunjia said without hesitation, "Sui Ran, he has already moved away." We are getting married, but as far as I know, the Chao family's status in his mind is not as good as mine... Just ask me for help. It will be easy for us to reunite, isn't it? "
When he said that, his tone was very calm, as if he was being persuaded not by his own concubines, who were very fond of him during the confinement period, but by people who had nothing to do with him.
Even though Yun Fenghuang was so close, he felt...a little cold.
Well, is it windy now
She composed herself and suddenly said: "When Mrs. Huijiang entered the palace, she had the honor to look up at Tianyan on the side of the road. So she said, this concubine's family members have no chance to meet the saint."
Chunjia frowned slightly, wondering why she suddenly mentioned that
While he was pondering, he heard Yun Fenghuang continue: "Actually, when I was in red, I really wanted to invite Your Majesty to come over."
"...Why?" Chunjia's eyes flashed slightly, and she had a premonition that she wanted to lose
But he didn't know where Hong Hong would lose
Then I heard Yun Fenghuang say coldly: "Because my niece will also come to the palace with her mother tomorrow to visit me."
Without waiting for the emperor to answer, she sneered, "Bi Dong Hongzhou should have met my niece Ye Daozai by chance. When I first saw her, I thought, what if I am very fertile, and if I have a daughter, it will definitely be like her—that child’s appearance and temperament, no one who brings her out will not believe that she is my biological flesh and blood, and will make a fuss... "
Yun Fenghuang lowered his head, letting his features become gloomy, and said in a low tone, "She is just my niece."
After a pause, "I will never have my own biological daughter in this life."
Chunjia: "..."
He thought for a while whether what he said was true or not, after all, the true concubine had deceived him once or twice, and the emperor was used to keeping an eye on her.
After being silent for a while that time, Yun Fenghuang raised his sleeves and wiped the corners of his eyes. He raised his head again and said forcefully: "I know what Bi Dong is thinking. At the beginning, I clearly drank Dong Na Jue by myself." Ziyao framed Ji Muzi, who was not Zhaoyuan, in order to get an exceptional promotion to the concubine position. Now that things have happened a few months ago, it would be too hypocritical to just lament that you can't have children by yourself! After all, is that true? It’s your own fault!”
"Actually, if I were given another chance, I would not have chosen to drink Dongjuezi medicine - because I could have been engaged to Qi Jiulu that year, and would have been forcibly adopted by the Duke of Yi State and sent to the palace at the beginning of the year. Both my biological mother and my biological aunt have many children, and most of them are male. Since I was a child, I have listened to the whispers of people around me, and I feel that if I am the right one, the heirs are destined to be rich."
"At that time, Bidong had not yet taken charge of the government, and the concubines were pregnant in the palace. Even though they were as noble and senior as Concubine Shu, with Bidong and the loving mother Queen Mother as ruthless as Yue Xiuyuan, and as humble as those unknown concubines, who would have What a good place? If you haven’t been named a concubine, how can you die in an unknown and shameless way?”
"Thanks to Your Majesty's cruelty, I have been able to sleep with you many times."
"Calculating the period of my confinement, if I don't take the medicine, I'm afraid I won't live long enough to be in charge of Bidong!"
"I chose myself between my children and my own life... Do I deserve what I deserve even if I can't have my own children?"
Chunjia wanted to deny, explain, and comfort, but Yun Fenghuang didn't give him a chance to speak, and kept talking to himself, "Actually, I have never regretted it before. I thought I was thinking clearly." Rather than taking the risk of getting pregnant and dying an unknown death, it is better to take a chance. After all, I really want to see my family again; secondly, at my age, if I had been in front of my parents, I would still be treated as a child. There are many sisters in the palace, and they don’t expect me to do anything for Your Majesty. I really don’t feel how sad it is to have children of their own.”
"I even thought that it would be good to just change my position as a concubine."
"Otherwise, if I am like a concubine, I am afraid that many of my concubines will be struggling for the position, and Anke will be in the position of a true concubine and even share the queen's worries?"
"But the moment Hong Zhou saw her niece, I suddenly regretted it."
Yun Fenghuang became calmer and calmer as he spoke, but his eyes gradually became crystal clear.
"Actually, when I was at home three years ago, some elders said that my niece looked like my concubine when she was a child."
"I didn't think anything of it at that time. I spent the whole month going in and out with a group of brothers and sisters of the same age, and I didn't bother to pay attention to a child who was just a toddler."
"Because at that time I thought that sooner or later I would have children and grandchildren around my knees, and my own children were so distressed that they were coming soon. How could I have the time to take care of my many nieces?"
"But tomorrow..."
She smiled self-deprecatingly, "When her mother took her away, I almost couldn't hold it back and asked her to stay in the east."
Chunjia froze and opened her mouth, but for a moment she didn't know what to say
[Note] Pi Yuexiu's "Guizi on the Night of August 15th in Tianzhu Temple".