The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

Emperor Jing Ming flung his sleeves and left Yuquan Palace, leaving Concubine Xian full of heartbreak.

The emperor was really angry at Lao Qi's daring actions, and even turned his anger on her head.

This evil barrier was born to collect debts!

Returning to the palace, Emperor Jingming was in a gloomy mood and asked Pan Hai, "How is King Yan in the Zongren Mansion?"

"Reporting to the emperor, the prince's response was calm, so he honestly stayed in the empty room."

"What about the rest?"

"Several princes went to visit Prince Yan one after another..."

Emperor Jing Ming glanced at Pan Hai: "Isn't there any movement in Prince Yan's mansion?"

Pan Haideng understood what Emperor Jing Ming meant: the emperor was worried about his unborn grandson, and he was embarrassed to be seen.

"Princess Yan sent a maid to deliver meals to King Yan, a total of 18 dishes, and King Yan ate them all."

Emperor Jing Ming pouted: "It's really edible."

Pan Hai smiled and said yes.

Emperor Jing Ming tapped the armrest of the chair with his fingers: "I didn't make trouble, and I didn't enter the palace to plead for mercy. The meals prepared for Lao Qi were quite rich..."

It seems that the seventh daughter-in-law is very calm.

Thinking about it too, before leaving the cabinet, he broke off the marriage and filed a lawsuit for his sister, and the wind and waves came...

Emperor Jing Ming suddenly felt that this daughter-in-law was a good choice.

It is not a small family that encounters trivial matters. As a royal daughter-in-law, you must be able to hold your breath and withstand the wind and rain. With such a frizzy and upright temperament as Lao Qi, there should be such a princess to help him.

Emperor Jing Ming heaved a sigh of relief and his expression relaxed.

Pan Hai watched coldly, gaining a new understanding of Princess Yan's position in Emperor Jing Ming's heart.

King Yan's luck is really good, it seems that he will be released after the winter solstice sacrifice to the sky.

"Go to Kunning Palace and tell me, I will use it for dinner."

Pan Haidao said yes, and immediately sent someone to the Cining Palace to spread the word.

The queen is in a good mood.

The emperor came more diligently, and being the queen also had a face.

Of course, even if the emperor does not come, she is still the queen, if those Yingying Yanyan dare to be presumptuous in front of her, they will take care of it.

This is the strength of being a queen.

The queen knew very well that although the emperor did not like her much, he absolutely respected her as a wife.

"Instruct the small kitchen to prepare well, the emperor loves to eat fish lip stewed with dragon mustard noodles, remember to make it." The queen ordered, and her heart moved.

In recent years, the emperor rarely used two meals in a row at Kunning Palace, and today it is indeed a bit abnormal.

After pondering what Emperor Jingming said at noon, the queen recalled: Is this the Emperor Yan who is worried about being pregnant?

The queen, who understood, laughed dumbly.

The emperor's love for face is not good to express, then she will do it for her, just to express her heart.

Hearing that the queen sent the maid to send supplements to the Yan Wangfu, Emperor Jing Ming took a sip of tea with satisfaction.

After all, the queen is much stronger than the virtuous concubine, and the mother is not in vain.

Well, he can look forward to the rare days of the year.

Soon it will be the eve of the winter solstice.

Xu Shi Yu Jin's punishment shocked the princes, and the past few days have been calm.

Emperor Jing Ming was in a good mood and raised his foot to go to Concubine Yang.

Although the three thousand beauties in the harem are a bit exaggerated, there are indeed many concubines. Among them, Concubine Yang is the most favored concubine of Emperor Jing Ming in the past two years.

However, since Concubine Yang's elder brother died last year, Concubine Yang complained a lot to Emperor Jing Ming. As time went on, Emperor Jing Ming saw that the crying concubine also had a big head, and came less often.

Emperor Jing Ming is a very affectionate person, and he still misses him after a long time.

On the stone steps outside the Furong Palace, stood a beauty with a lantern.

The woman's figure is a little thin, and the moon-white skirt is lined with the crow's bun, as if it is going away by the wind at any time.

"I've seen the emperor." Concubine Yang slightly bent her knees, and the palace lanterns emitting orange lights swayed gently.

Emperor Jing Ming held Concubine Yang's hand.

Fingertips are cold.

"Why are you waiting outside?" Emperor Jing Ming asked as he walked inside with Concubine Yang.

Concubine Yang lowered her eyes and said softly, "Light up the emperor."

"It's the same with having a maid guard.

"

Concubine Yang smiled and said, "It's different."

Emperor Jing Ming looked at Concubine Yang, and saw that her thin face had a soft smile on her face, and was moved and grateful.

At last he stopped making trouble, and it seemed that he was no longer angry with him.

Last year, Concubine Yang's elder brother died at a post in the suburbs of Beijing. It was the case of Zhen Shicheng, the newly appointed governor of Shuntian Prefecture. Since then, Concubine Yang has been in trouble with him.

After some tenderness, Emperor Jing Ming put on his clothes and was about to leave. Concubine Yang wrapped his arms around Emperor Jing Ming's waist and asked, "Your Majesty, can you take your concubine with you when you travel tomorrow?"

"Concubine Ai wants to go out?"

Concubine Yang bit her lip and nodded: "Well, since I entered the palace, I have never had a chance to leave the palace, and I can't even go out after my brother passed away..."

Emperor Jing Ming nodded softly.

On the winter solstice, the empress, concubine Xian and others would have traveled with them, and it was nothing to have more than one concubine Yang.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Concubine Yang took the palace lantern and sent Emperor Jing Ming out the door.

It was freezing cold, and Emperor Jing Ming glanced back in the darkness.

The beauty held the lamp, with a hazy expression on her face.

"Your Majesty, be careful with your steps," Pan Hai reminded in a low voice.

Emperor Jing Ming turned his head and strode forward.

Pan Hai and several servants followed, and soon disappeared into the night.

Concubine Yang turned around and entered the bedroom.

The next day was not yet dawn, and both inside and outside the palace were busy with the matter of going out of the palace to worship the heavens, but the palace of King Yan was still shrouded in tranquility.

Jiang Xishi woke up early and stared at the silver hook on the top of the tent.

The winter solstice is here.

After this day, I don't know how many people's lives will undergo earth-shaking changes.

"Master, you're awake." Ah Qiao came over with her clothes on, and gently rolled up the bed curtain.

Jiang Si smiled: "It's still early, you can lie down for a while."

Ah Qiao smiled and said, "You're already awake, there's no reason for a maid to snooze. Would you like to lie down for a while, or get up to wash?"

"Wash up later." Nestled in the warm and soft quilt, Jiang seemed lazy and didn't want to move.

"Did you bring the words you gave to the second son yesterday?"

"Bring it here." Ah Qiao nodded, feeling a little strange in her heart.

The master has asked this question several times since yesterday. It seems that people who are pregnant are not stable.

Jiang Xi showed a reassuring smile.

The warmth of the blanket was drowsy, and she quickly fell back asleep.

Seeing this, Ah Qiao put down the bed tent again, and walked out lightly.

The doctor said that pregnant people are lethargic, and that's true.

The cold wind was piercing outside the house, and a long dragon-like team slowly walked out of the city facing the darkness that had not been dispelled by the dawn.

Teams of guards in brocade uniforms walked in front with banners, canopies and other honor guards, making the whole silent team look extremely solemn.

When we arrived at the place of offering sacrifices to the sky on Cuiluo Mountain on the outskirts of Beijing, it was when the sky was bright.

When the auspicious time came, Emperor Jingming led the royal family, nobles, civil and military officials to sacrifice to the sky together, in order to hope that the weather would be good for the coming year and the people would be happy.

Afterwards, according to the custom, a hundred officials were entertained in the palace.

Just when the silk and bamboo were being cut and the spring was in full bloom in the hall, the snow was falling outside.