Disgraced Consort

On that day, Xuan Yuanyu issued a decree, and a total of fifteen beautiful women were selected to enter the harem. The positions of the first seals were all in the beauty position. There was no difference between them three years ago.

Only one person is special. Nalan Qiang was enrolled in the history of women. This special reason is that she must serve the queen mother in Ci'an Palace.

So, of course, no one would be jealous of such a special.

This year's draft seems to be very calm, but the dark tide under the calm is finally in the thirteenth year of Tianyong. This spring, which is warm and cold, has begun.

Yes, it is warm at first.

Because of the cold, Princess Chen Yuan even wore a jacket and led by Mo Ju to Bingran Palace.

Today, it was she who had the extra power of the Queen Mother. After three years of separation, she went to the palace to meet her Yan Er for the first time. She could not restrain her inner joy. This joy made her stuck for three years. The haze in her heart faded slightly.

"Princess Concubine, seeing Drunk Concubine for a while, what to say, what not to say, no need to remind the concubine to the concubine." Mo Ju's voice came coldly, making the smile on Chen Yuan's face helpless In the end it was all collected.

Chen Yuan nodded gently.

She certainly knows what is best for her face.

For most of her life, this is the end of the prosperity, and all she has left is Yan'er and Lu'er.

When Bing Ran Palace appeared before her eyes, Mo Ju stopped and looked at her, saying:

"The queen mother is waiting for the princess and concubine in Ci'an Palace, and the slave will come to pick you up later."

After talking, Mo Ju bowed back, and at the same time, a snow-colored figure hurried out of the opened palace gate.

"Yan ----" Chen Yuan only pronounced the word, muttered and saluted respectfully: "See concubine for concubine."

With this word, she hurried to her before she smiled, and Xi Yan, who was waiting for a call, was clearly stagnate for a while, and she realized that she had just been rude.

Even if she didn't want to, but in front of everyone, she still wanted to maintain this hypocrisy etiquette.

"Hurry up, the princess doesn't have to pay much courtesy." She lifted Chen Yuan's hand, shaking slightly.

This tremor finally turned into a deeper shock as Chen Yuan lifted her face.

Chen Yuan's right face, a long scar, was lying there meanderingly, making the original delicate face uncomfortable.

"What's the matter?" Xi Yan asked, looking at Chen Yuan's face, word by word.

Chen Yuan's hand touched the scar, she knew that no amount of fat powder could hide it, but this was really not important.

Even though, in the past, she really cherishes appearance over life.

"Ma'am, no problem."

Xi Yan didn't speak anymore, she only supported Chen Yuan silently and entered the palace.

As soon as she entered the hall, she turned away from the crowd and helped Chen Yuan into the seat. Then, she knelt in front of Chen Yuan's knee like this, and when she was in the palace, she yelled:

"Madam--"

"Silly boy, mother is all right." Chen Yuan tried to make her face smile, still gently touching Xi Yan's bun as usual.

However, in the end there is something that can no longer look like it used to be.

For example, her Yan'er, now wearing this tall palace bun, is no longer the vertical bun in the palace.

"Why is it okay? Who did the scars on the mother's face? Side concubine?"

"No, the child, not her, it's—" Chen Yuan hesitated and smiled softly. "It's the day your father left the funeral. I shouldn't have followed, and was hurt by the blood lotus religion."

In a word, Xi Yan's face changed.

The blood lotus religion, Xuan Yuan's so-called enticement strategy, still hurt her mother.

But it was only dark, Xi Yan's hand gently touched Chen Yuan's face:

"Mother, is it still painful?"

"Yan'er, no pain, no pain at all."

"My dear, it's my fault that Yan Er didn't take good care of you." Xi Yan said this, trying her best to suppress the mist in her eyes.

She could n’t cry because of a rare meeting.

Crying is useless except for increasing sorrow.

Chen Yuan looked at Xi Yan, her eyebrows, wrinkled, and immediately loosened.

No matter how hard it is to open her lips, she is going to say it after all.

"Yan'er, seeing you like this now, I'm relieved to be a mother. Just--"

"what happened?"

Xi Yan saw Chen Yuan's brows frown, and all she could know about her family during these three years of repairing was just a few.

But yes, they are fine.

"Your second brother insisted on going with the army to fight against the Jinzhen clan. You also know that his leg injury is just right. For his mother, she is really worried about what is wrong with him. Let me use my face to see your father underground.

This sentence has the same meaning as the Queen Mother said.

This meaning made Xi Yan understand that the second brother's eagerness to build military merits was so urgent. He must have tried to fulfill some of the duties he had delayed in the past three years.

But, now, is it really a good time?

The world of the separation of the three countries has no war all year round. Although it is too easy for the generals, they will kill their fighting spirit, and it is easier for the growing generals to achieve nothing and do nothing.

But, no matter what, it is always a performance that lacks consideration.

"Do n’t worry about it, the Queen Mother mentioned it to me yesterday. The Queen Mother said that she would refer her to her elder brother from a relatively young draft pick in her family. After the elder brother gets married, she will make other plans. Maybe , This marriage, the brother's heart closed, thinking of sister-in-law, but not so impatient. "

"That's what I said, but you also know that your brother's spirit makes me not worry about it?"

"My dear, there is the emperor in everything, isn't it? As long as the emperor doesn't allow it, my brother insists on it, it's useless."

"Yan'er, the emperor's idea, how can we figure it out." Chen Yuan gave a frown.

"Mother, you forgot, my daughter is now the concubine of the emperor. I have my own opinion on this matter." Xi Yan did so with ease, and relieved Chen Yuan with a smile.

In fact, she did not know how much she had grasped the matter.

"You say that, I'm really relieved. Yan'er--" Chen Yuan continued to gently caress Xiyan's hair bun, "You also know that Qian'er entered the palace, which is what Moran meant, she I always feel that if Qianer does n’t make a forehead, she wo n’t be safe in the royal palace. Therefore, I will let Qianer run for the election. You are sisters. In the future, if you can take care of her, take care of it. Okay? ”

"The younger sister has to be appreciated by the queen mother, and she will definitely go to the ground in the future. It's just that the side princess is a person, and it must be clear that the mother is. I don't worry about anything, I'm afraid of her—"

"It's okay, even if the prince is gone, I am a concubine after all, she can succeed, but she is quick to speak. But she is also worried about you. After all, in this deep palace, there are traps that swallow people everywhere. Worry, Yan'er— "

"Oh, mother, it's okay, then worry about it again and again, it's rare to meet once, and it makes me sad." Yan Yan condensed the scar on her mother's face and tried to laugh.

"Okay, okay, don't say this, it's for the mother's fault. The more you want to be happy, the more worried you should not be."

"Well, mother, my daughter asked the dining room to make some snacks. Mother must try it."

This rare meeting is the alms of the Empress Dowager, so for Xi Yan, it is extra precious.

Of course, at this time, some people are seeking some charity.

Ci'an Palace.

"Queen Empress, I have served you for such a long time before the slave-servant. I hope that the Empress Dowager has no merit and hard work for the slave-servant. Let's appreciate Qianer's future."

"Isn't it a good future to follow Aijia?" The queen mother glanced coldly at Moran kneeling on the ground.

"The queen mother, the slave-servant dare not say anything to you, but it is also undeniable. The slave-servant only knows that it is good for the woman to get the love of her husband, but the slave-servant does not get it. Can you understand the slave-maid's heart of being a mother? "

"Moran, Ai's family will not wrong your daughter, as long as you are loyal to Ai's family, what's the difference between Ai's family and you?"

"But, after all, Drunk Concubine is Chen Yuan's daughter. When she was in the house, she didn't want to see our mother and daughter. The slave-servant was afraid--"

"There is nothing terrible. After all, the mourning family is the real master of this harem, you go down." The queen mother waved her hand.

Chen Yuan should be here.

Step by step, she has always calculated so accurately that she will not allow any disconnection.

The queen mother narrowed her eyes slightly, and a smile of unpredictability appeared.

In the next half month, Xuanyuan Yu, according to the convention, will only renovate the brand of Gongxiu.

In the harem, there is nothing wrong with each other.

With the exception of Na Lan Qiang, who was the empress dowager, all the other fourteen women were able to inherit the grace.

This is what the so-called rain and dew are like.

But Xi Yan's heart can't calm down, but, what if he doesn't calm down?

Now she has no other way to look besides waiting.

What the queen mother wants is her obedience. As long as she obeys the queen mother's arrangement, then the second brother's affairs will surely be solved.

No one can resist a will.

The second brother, too.

With the waiting time, she can just do one thing.

Every day, Su Taiyi asked her to cut her veins. However, her pulse was very strange. Su Taiyi, who was consulted, had been practicing medicine for many years and hadn't seen it before. But, fortunately, the lady said that she was a stubborn child when she was a child, and she gave him the usual prescription to let him watch the prescription.

Su Taiyi took a close look at the prescription, and it was indeed a good medicine for skin diseases. Therefore, the doctor and the doctor were all in order to suffer, but the lady ordered Liqiu to accept it. , Need to be led by rootless water.

The so-called rootless water is naturally that spring rain.

Of course, these traditional Chinese medicines were not tortured into soups. Xi Yan collected them personally, and Liqiu couldn't be bothered.

In the past three years of Mu Fang'an's rehearsal, in addition to reading the Buddhist scriptures, she accidentally got a medical book in the Nu'an's collection, which was originally to find the cause of the nepeta allergy. Unexpectedly, after three years, it was really great benefit.

In the small garden of Antang, there are also many herbs. Among them, there is nepeta. She picks up its stems and leaves, grinds it into powder, and carries it back to the palace.

Although she didn't find the cause, she thought that she would need these powders for unexpected needs. She didn't expect that the power of the powders would eventually be less than the decoction of the torment, and there was a delay in the night of waiting.

But, it is precisely familiar with some medical treatment, she may be able to do something for her mother today.

This is what she should do.

In March, the grass long warbler flies, the warm breeze is warm, and the harem women no longer lie dormant in the palace room, and they all travel together.

Even if they belong to the world, there is only one corner.

In the morning, Xi Yan went to Ci'an Palace in accordance with the usual practice.

Since returning to the palace this time, she will ask the queen mother for peace every day. Although the queen mother treats her kindly, she will not mention things that day.

When coming out of Ci'an Palace, Xi Yan did not use her shoulders, but walked straight along the intertwined Yongdao.

The blue sky, only seeing a paper kite covering the spring, floating high in the forbidden palace, which is not a vast sky, dragging a long silk strip.

Xi Yan put her hand slightly in front of her forehead, raised her head, and looked up at the paper kite. It was so beautiful. It should look like a butterfly. Her favorite is the butterfly.

In my ears, I could hear faintly, and there was a worry-free laughter. With the wind coming, Xi Yan's lips could not help but burst out with a smile.

However, this joy, I do not know where to start, has been so far away from her.

She wanted to release the paper kite, but she didn't really let it go.

Because, after all, the backyard of the royal palace cannot be compared with the imperial palace.

Just then, suddenly, the high-flying paper kite fell straight down, and the long silk stripe drawn an arc in the clear blue sky, just like a meteor fell.

Xi Yan froze for a moment, but when she recovered, she saw that the paper kite fell directly in front of her.

She involuntarily walked towards the paper kite, leaned down, picked it up, and her eyes were attracted by the long silk strip, above which was a line of beautiful writing:

‘Mountain and Saga, Yan Shu leaning towards the city, with the same fan in the wind, concubine heart amphibious butterfly. ’

"Niangniang, this is a paper kite praying in the palace." Li Qiu was afraid of Xi Yan's staring, and said softly.

"Bless the paper kite?"

"Yes, in this palace, every March, the ladies in each palace will write their wish on the silk strip. After tied to the paper kite, whoever flies the highest, the wish will be realized." .

"Then, now, this paper kite is falling down--" There was a half sentence, and Xi Yan didn't say it.

Because all the people behind her kneeled down and saluted:

"The slave-servant sees the emperor, long live the long live."

Xi Yan saw that not far away, under the bright yellow canopy, the black figure was so dazzling, but the peacock blue around him was even more unforgettable.

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