Pampered Into Being The Empress

Although Mu Huai was asking her, based on her identity, she didn't have the courage and qualifications to say that she didn't want to.

Rong Xi had her own plan in her heart. She thought that after a few years, Mu Huai would be crowned by the emperor, and then he would build a mansion and leave the palace.

He will also be married by the sage, and marry another noble daughter as the princess. In the past few years, he may also have two concubines.

At that time, Mu Huai had a virtuous and gentle wife to take care of, and a few beautiful ladies to serve. Since ancient times, it is difficult for men to dispel the grace of beauty, and perhaps Mu Huai's temperament will become not so violent.

Moreover, the most indispensable thing in the Yongxi Forbidden City is the servant. If she reaches the age of leaving the palace, Mu Huai will always meet a court lady or **** who is more suitable than her.

She kept hiding her face. In Mu Huai's eyes, she was just an ordinary palace lady, and he would not miss her.

At that time, she could still beg Mu Huai's princess, anyway, there was a chance to leave the palace.

As Qiu Feng became colder and colder, after Rong Xi had thought clearly about his future path, he looked at Mu Huai's eyes and said firmly: "The servant girl is willing, and the servant girl is willing to stay by the side of His Highness, and always wait for her."

——"Okay, I will continue to do things with me in the future. If you do well, I will never treat you badly."

Mu Huai's tone was light, and then he let go of Rong Xi's chin.

Her complexion was as white as fresh snow, and Mu Huai made her chin not heavy, but still left a reddish fingerprint on her chin.

Mu Huai twisted his thumb and index finger imperceptibly, feeling the softness of the girl's skin between the two fingers.

Since Rong Xi followed him, he has always been puzzled.

Rong Xi was born beautifully everywhere except that face.

This creator is also interesting, making her look like a beautiful woman everywhere, but not giving her a beautiful face.

Thinking of this, Mu Huai said lightly.

There were many beauties in the palace, and he was tired of seeing it, but the little palace lady in front of him looked quite pleasing to his eyes.

She even felt that the faint spots on her cheeks looked a little cute.

******

Tanyue slightly dissolves in the rain accumulating on the eaves, and the sound of the dripping of the copper pot lingers far away.

In the main hall of Jihua Palace, the smoker is burning with precious spices, and the smoke is curling up.

Concubine Li Gui was less than forty years old. Because of her proper maintenance, even though she had given birth to two emperor heirs for Emperor Zhuang, her delicate face still looked like a beautiful woman in her twenties.

She was wearing Xianyan's Jangluo big-sleeved Zhai Yi, with Dongzhu Nine Cui Hairpins on the temples of the Second Bo, sitting on the pearwood armchair in the main hall.

Dressed up like this, he is waiting for Emperor Zhuang to come here.

Concubine Li's eyes looked outside the house from time to time, with an eager look of Nian Jun and Pan Jun.

The grand palace lady Qiu Ju presented her with a cup of bird's nest soup. After Li Guifei took it, she scooped the sweet and greasy soup in the porcelain cup with a carved silver spoon.

The treasure-inlaid armor she wore on her pinky finger was slightly raised, and her manners showed the grace of a noble concubine.

After Li Guifei spent a few mouthfuls of chewing wax, she called Qiu Ju to take down the bird's nest soup with a slightly lonely expression. Seeing that it was not early, she urged the **** stationed outside the hall to say: "Why haven't the emperor come here tonight? You, Go out of the palace to see if anything has happened to the emperor."

The **** outside the palace should be the queen, Li Guifei remembered Mu Qian's swollen hands that had been beaten by Mu Ji, and there was a bit of embarrassment between her brows.

He said to Qiu Ju again: "Although Qian'er's hands have improved after taking the medicine, the skin of her daughter's house is delicate and tender, and she still can't write. Xu feels losing face, these few days, what? Said that she would not go to the Hanlin Academy to study again. The four princes are really...they are so poisonous to their own sisters, and they don't know how to Lianxiangxiyu."

Qiu Ju accepted the words of Concubine Li, but her heart was like a mirror.

The hand injuries of these two princesses are not really in the way. She refused to go to the Imperial Academy recently because she was lazy and slumbering.

After a while, the little **** who went out to inquire returned home.

Concubine Li called him into the hall to reply, her eyes were a little eager, and she asked: "The emperor criticized Zhezi for delaying the hour, so I can make a plan to come to my palace tonight."

The inquiring **** raised his eyes and glanced at Concubine Li's complexion, and immediately bowed his head.

Concubine Li's expression was still calm, but after he had finished speaking, it was not necessarily true.

But the master asked, he always wanted to return, so he respectfully said: "The emperor...the emperor passed by the old palace of Concubine Yin Xian...then he went inside and said that he would stay for the night. It happened that the little one went to inquire, and the emperor's father-in-law was on his side. So he asked the little one to come back directly and tell the mother that he would not be here tonight..."

After the conversation, Concubine Li quickly raised her sleeves, and all the cups and cups placed on her side were swept to the ground.

"Get off!"

The **** was mentally prepared early in the morning, and immediately retreated when Concubine Li was angry.

The floor of the Jihua Palace is covered with luxurious red embroidered velvet blankets, and now it is a wolf.

Qiu Ju called the palace maid to clean up, and encouraged Concubine Li to say: "The empress will calm down, the sacrifice day for Concubine Yin Xian is approaching, and the emperor is thinking of her at this time, and it's normal... the emperor cares most about the empress."

Concubine Li glanced at Qiu Ju, then snorted coldly, and said: "You don't need to coax me with words. The old man in the palace knows who he cares most."

After Concubine Li got up from the armchair, Qiu Ju followed her out of the hall.

When the bright moon was in the sky, red octagonal palace lanterns hung from the eaves.

Concubine Li looked up, counted the ridge beasts on the double eaves of her palace, and said to Qiu Ju in a faint tone: "There are seven ridge beasts on the eaves of Quyun Palace in Muhuai, two more than the ones in my palace. , Qiu Ju, do you know why this is?"

Qiu Ju opened her mouth, not knowing what to reply.

Concubine Li's voice became colder, and then said: "As you know, the location of the Muhuai Palace is the closest to the Jiazheng Palace, and you can reach it within a few dozen steps from the palace.

Qiu Ju stammered back: "The servant girl...the servant girl doesn't know."

Concubine Li reentered the hall and waved back a crowd. Qiu Ju knew that she had something to tell her alone, so she closed the doors and windows tightly.

——"Muhuai's Naquyun Palace was originally built according to the Donggong ritual system."

Concubine Li's voice was full of indignation.

Qiu Ju was taken aback when she heard it, and she hurriedly persuaded, "Don't say that, the empress, no matter who is in this palace is the fourth prince...the fourth prince...he is a lame."

Yes, how can a **** be the emperor of Qi?

Mu Huai should be regarded as an abandoned son, and he would be arbitrarily appointed to the throne in the future, but Mu Zhen has not yet established a crown.

Her Ji'er has long passed the age of the crown, and Mu Zhen has not even given him a throne until now.

The more Concubine Li thought about it, the more angry she felt in her heart, and her eyes were filled with resentment.

She was born noble, and her father was the chief official of the Privy Council and was in charge of the military power of Daqi.

And Muhuai’s biological mother Yin Xianfei’s father was just a city gate lieutenant. He guarded the Baokang gate in the southwest of Bianjing during his lifetime. The clan of Yin Cheng’s martial arts clan that the Yin family is still able to deal with is also the martial arts son of Yin Cheng, but he also Just a general to protect.

Concubine Xian couldn't compare to her in anything, but the emperor loved her the most.

Thinking of this, Li Guifei took a deep breath, her expression returning to her former calm.

She may not be Mu Zhen's favorite concubine, but her son must not be suffocated in front of a lame man.

Mu Huai was too domineering and defiant to insult her children in the Imperial Academy.

She always wants to teach him some lessons.

*****

After Shunfu's death, Rong Xi's responsibility became bigger. Before Shunfu, he not only took care of Muhuai up close, but also took care of all the affairs of Quyun Palace and the dozens of people in the palace. .

Rong Xi discovered that there were a few rude maids in Quyun Palace. They never came to serve in the temple, they were only responsible for sweeping the courtyard and trimming branches and leaves.

Mu Huai likes to be alone, and the palace ladies and eunuchs only dare to follow Shunfu's instructions to tidy up the bedroom every day when he is in the Hanlin Academy.

Before Mu Huai came back, he had to leave the hall quickly and hide in a place where he could not see.

Mu Huai didn't say clearly, but Rong Xi knew that what Shunfu had done before, now she has to do it.

However, she didn't feel that she had done these things. After all, when she was working in Yu Zhaorong's place, she was also in charge of the trivial matters of the palace.

It's just that Mu Huai's Quyun Palace is much larger than Yu Zhaorong's Fuyuan Palace, and the number of court ladies and eunuchs she has to take care of is also much larger than before.

But the guards, who were always inseparable from Mu Huai, only listened to Mu Huai's orders, and Rong Xi and them had separate duties and did not interfere with each other.

Today is Emperor Zhuang's birthday. Concubine Li personally hosted Emperor Zhuang's birthday banquet. Mu Huaiping didn't often attend the banquet, but on Emperor Zhuang's birthday, he had to prepare gifts and attend the banquet personally.

Mu Huai gave Rong Xi the key to the treasury of Quyun Palace before, and let her clean up the money. From this, Rong Xi saw Mu Huai's financial resources, and couldn't help being dumbfounded.

The warehouse has a huge area, and there are hundreds of large and small mahogany boxes with countless precious stones, gold and silver. On the antique shelf of Tongmu, there are many precious calligraphy and paintings from the past. Rong Xi saw that there was some dust on it, and it seemed that Mu Huai hadn't sent anyone to clean it for a long time.

Emperor Zhuang is in the supreme position and lacks everything. He would be too disappointed to give ordinary gold, silver and jade objects.

When she was grinding ink for Mu Huai in the study the night before, Mu Huai mentioned the birthday gift, and Rong Xi suggested that Mu Huai personally write a picture of a hundred years of life on golden paper and present it to Emperor Zhuang at the banquet.

Mu Huai was suspicious of this, and asked Rong Xi: "A Hundred Life Picture? There are a hundred ways to write this word for longevity?"

Rong Xi nodded at Mu Huai, and replied: "When the slave servant didn't enter the palace, he recognized a painter. There are a hundred ways to write the hundred-life paintings he made. Your Royal Highness can send someone outside the palace to find the painter's paintings, and then Copy according to the words of the painting."

The corners of Mu Huai's lips twitched slightly. He felt that Rong Xi should not be able to write, so he joked and said, "Since you mentioned this picture of a hundred years of life, you have to write a few different birthday characters in front of me. Otherwise. , It's telling me."

After that, he handed the sandalwood wolf pen in his hand to Rong Xi.

"This……"

Rong Xi hesitated for a moment, and took the pen with both hands respectfully. After spreading out the sprinkled paper, under Mu Huai's gaze, he wrote the word birthday with his delicate hands.

As Rong Xi wrote more and more characters for his birthday, Mu Huaiyingjun's brows frowned.

Unexpectedly, this girl would have two more troubles.

After Rong Xi filled the paper, he counted the characters for birthday. No matter how good she remembers, she only remembers seven or forty-nine characters for longevity.

Then he said to Mu Huai: "The slave servant...The slave servant can only remember these longevity characters at most. If your Royal Highness really wants to paint with a hundred life picture, I am afraid that he will have to send someone out of the palace to find the painter."

Her body is not complete, and her nasal voice is still a bit heavy, but because of her consistently soft voice, this ordinary reply sounds a little delicate.

Mu Huai felt his forehead numb when he heard the movement, so he glanced down at Rong Xi's handwriting.

I saw that the handwriting was beautiful and fresh, quite interesting.

A good calligraphy of this hand requires years of effort to practice.

Rong Xi’s details have been checked before Shunfu, and Mu Huai knew that she had worked as a maid outside the household member for several years before entering the palace. When did she practice this good handwriting is really puzzling.

When I looked at Rong Xi again, I saw that her small face was flushed, her hand was also covering her throat, her pitiful look seemed to be out of breath.

Mu Huai asked coldly: "What's the matter?"

Rong Xi tried hard to suppress the cough, and shook his head.

Mu Huai's voice became heavy again: "If you ask you, please reply quickly."

Hearing his stern urging, Rong Xi finally replied: "The slave servant...The slave servant wants to cough, for fear of disturbing Your Highness..."

Mu Huai narrowed his eyes, seeing that she was so afraid of him that she didn't even dare to cough, and she couldn't tell what it was like.

It's not a good taste anyway.

The servants are afraid of him, he should feel it as they should.

But Rong Xi feared him so much, but he felt very irritable.

Then he was still not angry and said to the little girl in front of him: "I will go to the Imperial Academy and the Palace Banquet in the next two days, and you are not allowed to follow. Honestly go back to your room and lie down to recuperate. I'll drive you out if I'm sick."