The Famous Detective of the Red Mansions

Jingren Palace.

Concubine Rong sat sideways in front of the dressing table, looking at the silver frost charcoal in the corner, and a pair of apricot pits, she became uncertain with the flickering charcoal fire.

At this time, it was just entering late autumn, although the night was getting colder, but there is still a long time before the official release of charcoal in the palace for heating.

However, the four concubines waiting to be given birth in Jingren Palace received special approval from the emperor to use charcoal in advance.

The reason...

Naturally, it is for unrestricted, practice the secret formula for seeking children anytime and anywhere.

"Niang, Xiao Shunzi has already gone."

The female officer Hu Yue'e came in from the door, felt the temperature in the room, and asked: "The hour is almost the end, do you think you can push it back, wait for Xiao Shunzi to come back, or..."

"No need."

Concubine Rong got up from the spring bench and flattened her arms. Then Hu Yue'e hurriedly stepped forward to undress her and put down a fine Persian blanket in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror.

The embroidered shoes and socks were removed from the edge of the fleece blanket, and a well-groomed figure was presented in the floor-to-ceiling mirror. Concubine Rong's gaze habitually fell to the upper left of the mercury mirror.

What was reflected in that part was supposed to be an unblemished abundance, but now there is a peanut-sized bubble stubbornly entrenched on it, making the beautiful scenery greatly compromised.

No way, after all, the manufacturing process of these years is not mature enough. Mercury mirrors that are huge in size are now sold as limited-edition boutiques on the market. It is naturally even more difficult to produce a floor-to-ceiling mirror with a "perfect screen". It's harder.

There may not be a few in a thousand pieces of glass that can be used as a floor-to-ceiling mirror. It seems that there is only one ‘bad spot’ on it, which is already the best.

And this small flaw is not impossible to avoid.

Apart from the others, as long as the mirror is reversed up and down, so that the bubble is at the knee area, it won't be so obtrusive.

Hu Yue'e and other court ladies also suggested this way.

But Concubine Rong insisted on not, not only did she put the flaw on it, she had to let it reflect in the center of her chest every time.

When he moved into Gyeongin Palace, the emperor gave four mirrors. The first person who rushed past was Concubine Rong, and she was matched at a glance. The only "perfect screen" with no flaws.

However, the mirror finally fell to Jia Yuanchun, the concubine of Xian De.

If it was the emperor's meaning, it would be fine.

If Jia Yuanchun tried his best to compete, it would be fine.

However, neither of the words came out, but Concubine Rong tried her best, even begging the eggless thing softly...

From that day on, there was a sting in her heart.

And the bubble on the mirror seemed to her to be the reflection of the thorn. If it can't be pulled out by the root, and then plunged deeply into the chest of others, what is the point of trying to cover it up?

Staring at the bubble for a long while, Concubine Rong took a deep breath, and then began to practice the various movements in the secret recipe for child-seeking on the velvet blanket.

She was so engrossed, trying to achieve the ultimate in every movement, so that in just a quarter of an hour, she was coated with a layer of damp touches.

however……

"Hmm~!"

With a muffled grunt, Concubine Rong, who was holding an ankle and being independent, fell on the fleece blanket.

"Damn it!"

She angrily punched two punches on the blanket, and stood up to continue to challenge. Although she did not repeat the same mistakes this time, her delicate body was crumbling like a floating willow in the wind.

In fact, when it comes to physical flexibility, Concubine Rong may not lose to Jia Yuanchun, even because of her age advantage, she still wins slightly in some aspects.

But helplessly, the innate advantage that she usually relies on to rule the roost has become an insurmountable shortcoming in this regard, especially in certain postures that require balance, which has made her repeatedly frustrated.

The anger reluctantly rehearsed for a while, seeing that if this continues, there may not be any gain, maybe it will hurt myself.

Concubine Rong stopped unwillingly, and took a anger to sit on the spring bench, took the veil and lifted off her close-fitting clothes, wiped her sweat severely, and said in annoyance: "If the dragon is delayed, I want you What's the use?!"

In fact, she had tried before, letting the palace maid take charge of the support, but that was not the right way after all.

Now this secret formula for seeking a child has already been crowned metaphysics, so she is also worried that if someone helps from the side, it will affect the effect, will it not be a waste of work?

But she said that Concubine Rong was venting indiscriminately, she heard the bead curtain ring at the door, and then Hu Yue'e walked in again and reported: "Niang, Xiao Shunzi is back."

"came back?"

Concubine Rong abruptly got up from the spring bench, held down the turbulent coat of the mountains, and said anxiously: "Why have you been there for so long? What's the gain?!"

"The slave servant has not had time to ask."

Hu Yue'e hesitated for a while, then added: "But looking at him, there seems to be some accident."

Something happened?

Could it be that things have been revealed? !

But how could this happen? !

Xiao Shunzi is usually the most exciting, and he has never met anyone. How could he be seen through his identity? !

Concubine Rong's heart trembled, and the little clothes that had just calmed down again fluctuated like a bellows.

She also didn't care about putting her clothes back in order, so she hurriedly wrapped a pleated skirt, pulled the embroidered shoes and went to the outside room.

"Manny!"

There was only a handsome little **** outside. Seeing Concubine Rong greeted him from the inside, he grumbled and said: "That Master Sun really is not a waiter, and only a few words of effort have revealed the identity of a servant!"

What is this really afraid of!

Concubine Rong became more and more anxious, not to mention the little clothes inside, and even the pleated skirt could hardly suppress the fierce heartbeat.

The ruddy little mouth trembled a few times before squeezing out a word: "He... Did he ever see you?"

"It never happened."

Xiao Shunzi saw that there was no blood on her face, knowing that she had misunderstood something, and hurriedly said: "Although Mrs. Sun sees through, the servant girl is not a virtuous concubine, but he doesn't know that the empress sent the servant girl."

Having said that, they recounted the brief response of the two.

Concubine Rong heard that he had not revealed his identity, and that he made a special detour on the way back. She breathed a sigh of relief, but then she frowned and said: "With only these two sentences, he actually saw the flaw. This is too... Could it be that you showed up in a panic?!"

"No such thing!"

Xiao Shunzi hurriedly distinguished: "The slave and maidservant shrank in the shadow of the steps and talked to Master Sun. How can the black hole see the sensuality?"

"Others can't see it, but he may not be invisible."

At this moment, Hu Yue'e couldn't help but interject: "I heard that this grandson has a pair of eyes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Don't say he is human, even ghosts can't hide in front of him!"

Concubine Rong naturally heard these rumors, and she thought it was nonsense before, but now she couldn't help but mutter.

Seeing through Xiao Shunzi is a counterfeit, it's fine.

In the secret recipe for asking for a child, there will be no gods and ghosts, right?

Thinking about it, she couldn't help but commanded: "Xiao Shunzi, you will find a way to send a message to my natal family, let them ask an expert to open the altar, and help us drive away evil spirits!"

Xiao Shunzi took the order.

Concubine Rong returned to the room, but she became more restless. She took off the pleated skirt and still did not relieve her. She gritted her teeth and polished herself. She stood back in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, staring at the flaws on the mirror, saying every word. Said: "Wait, I will climb on your head one day!"

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