The Job of an Imperial Concubine

The first rain after the year finally started to fall. Concubine Shu held an umbrella and walked on the Qingshi Road, ignoring the concubines and eunuchs who clearly wanted to make a big deal of herself but couldn't salute, and walked step by step towards that far away direction. The royal guard of honor is coming.

There are no endless streams of court ladies and eunuchs behind her, the only one is Lingsha who served her in the palace back then. She has walked this road countless times. At that time, she was the most beloved woman of the emperor, and she always walked by the emperor. Every corner, and behind him is the jealous sight of a group of women.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, Concubine Shu raised her head and saw that the picture of beauty playing with butterflies on the umbrella became dim, she suddenly said: "Lingsha, why did the emperor give this umbrella?"

"Your Majesty, you forgot, this was handed over to you by the Emperor when you came back from Qianzheng Palace two years ago," Lingsha said in a low voice as she saw the Emperor's imperial driver getting closer and closer, "You have been reluctant to use it since then, I let it go."

Concubine Shu curled the corners of her mouth, and walked between the two rockeries, which is also the only way for the emperor to pass.

Seeing Concubine Shu standing in front, Gao Dezhong couldn't avoid it, so he had to stop for a while, and turned to Feng Jin in the imperial chariot: "Your Majesty, Concubine Shu is asking to see you."

The yellow curtain was gently pulled back, revealing Feng Jin's expressionless face, he looked at the woman in green in the rain, and remained silent.

Concubine Shu moved her hand while holding the handle of the umbrella, and carefully put the umbrella aside, letting the rain wash over her delicate eyebrows and eyes, she looked up at this tall man, and slowly knelt down.

The whole road was silent, no one made a sound, and no one moved. They looked at the woman who once dominated the harem expressionlessly, as if they were looking at someone who had nothing to do.

"It's raining heavily, you go back." Feng Jin's eyebrows moved slightly, and he sighed: "My will has been made, and there will be no change."

"Your Majesty, do you remember that you also said here back then that you would definitely treat me as before?" Concubine Shu raised her chin and looked at Feng Jin with a smile, "Can you promise me what you say, Your Majesty?"

Feng Jin looked at her quietly, and said after a while: "I treat you as before."

After hearing this, Concubine Shu laughed until she shed tears. She covered her eyes and stood up slowly, looking at Feng Jin equally for the first time, "The beauty is not old, the emperor has not changed, it is the concubine who asks too much. It's hard to be satisfied without asking for it." After finishing speaking, he suddenly raised his voice and said, "Your Majesty! It's my concubine's fault!"

Gao Dezhong was startled by this voice, his heart skipped a beat, he hurriedly raised his head to look at Concubine Shu, and saw the blue figure flash, and then with a bang, everything returned to dead silence again.

The bright red blood flowed down the bluestone slab along the rainwater, turning into a light red stream, winding down to the imperial chariot.

He suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked back at the emperor, but only saw the emperor's eyes as quiet as ink.

Gao Dezhong was stunned for a moment, and then he arranged for the imperial doctor to be called, and then he was carried back to the palace by concubine Shu. Hearing the cries of the maids serving Concubine Shu, he made people feel a little bit more agile.

After a while, the road became quiet, except for the bloodstains that had been washed away by the rain, only the oiled paper umbrella that Concubine Shu put next to her was left. With the blades of grass, it looks messed up.

"Let's go, go to Xihe Palace," Feng Jin closed his eyes, and said immediately, "Forget it, go back to the palace to take a shower and change clothes before going."

"Yes." Gao Dezhong lowered his head again, and followed the imperial chariot away.

The oil-paper umbrella was blown by the wind, and it turned upside down, with the handle carved with dragons and phoenixes facing up, and the umbrella paper was soaked in the dirty water.

In the corner behind the rockery, Su Xiuyi looked pale and looked at the deserted bluestone road, the hand holding the handkerchief trembled, and it took a long time to find her own voice after holding the maid's hand, "Go, go back to the palace."

"Your Majesty, the Emperor said that you can call Madam into the palace in a few days. If there is anything you want Madam to bring into the palace, let Fu Bao go for a walk." Yun Xi gently pressed Zhuang Luoyan's ankle, "But Don't embarrass yourself."

"Everything I want is in the palace. Even if it's not there, the emperor specially arranged for someone to bring it into the palace. Why do I need my mother to bring it in for me?" Zhuang Luoyan smiled. Now that the palace is not peaceful, she doesn't want to. Mrs. Zhuang's bringing things into the palace became someone else's plan.

She was just thinking about Mrs. Zhuang, who had never really gotten along with her. She wasn't particularly looking forward to it, after all, she wasn't her real mother. As long as this old lady lives a peaceful and happy life, she is satisfied.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty," Fu Bao ran in with a face full of rain, and stammered a little: "It was just now that the news came out that Concubine Shugui committed suicide by banging her head in front of the Emperor!"

"What?" Zhuang Luoyan sat up straight and looked at Fu Bao in amazement, "Concubine Shu?! Suicide?"

Fu Bao wiped the rainwater off his face, gasped and said: "Now it's spread all over the palace, the Empress has already rushed to Anqing Palace, and the imperial hospital has also sent a lot of imperial doctors to the past, I don't know what will happen this time How is it?"

Zhuang Luoyan was a little dazed for a while, in her imagination, Concubine Shu, who had always been a charming person with a smile and a frown, such a woman would commit suicide in front of the emperor, how desperate and desperate is this? courage? His brows furrowed unconsciously, "You go and get some high-quality tonics and send them to Anqing Palace in person, and come back after Concubine Shu is safe."

Maybe the real noble woman in the harem is not Xu Zhaorong or Qian Wanyi, but this alluring Concubine Shu.

Everyone in the room couldn't believe the news. After Fu Bao went out, Yun Xi didn't dare to say: "How did things turn out like this?" Concubine Shugui committed suicide in front of the emperor. This is a serious crime. If the emperor Getting angry, not to mention saving her father and brother, I'm afraid even her mother and brother will be implicated.

Zhuang Luoyan sat silently, and when she heard Yun Xi's words, she sighed. In this harem, there is no room for someone who is sincerely moved. The person she loves wants to kill her father and brother. How can Concubine Shu still live? have to go down. She can't hate the emperor. Forgetting the death of her father and brother, and serving the emperor, she can't do it. It's better to die vigorously and leave a piece of peace.

Such things as living happily with enemies who killed their fathers and brothers would only happen in novels, or in white-eyed wolves. A woman like Concubine Shu Su Ruizi looks gentle but is arrogant, such a decisive way is her last choice.

"The emperor is here!"

Zhuang Luoyan raised her head and saw Feng Jin and Gao Dezhong coming in from the door, she was slightly taken aback, today the emperor let the eunuch pass the report, it can be seen that the mood is still different from the past.

"It's raining so heavily, why is the emperor here?" Zhuang Luoyan supported Yun Xi to stand up, before she could take a few steps, she was supported by Feng Jin. She purposely watched the emperor's face a few more times before she said, "Just now the kitchen has boiled pigeon soup, and my concubine asked someone to present a bowl to the emperor to taste."

"No need, I don't have any appetite," Feng Jin stretched out his hand to gently stroke her lower abdomen, "Is my child well-behaved today?"

Zhuang Luoyan put her hand on the back of his hand, and then slowly took his hand: "Your Majesty, the concubine and the child are fine."

The warmth on the back of his hand brought a smile to Feng Jin's face, and after he waved his hand to make the people in the room retreat, he gently embraced Ren Zhuang Luoyan into his arms: "Your mother and child will also be well in the future, I will always Good luck to you and the baby."

Feng Jin's clothes were a bit cold, and when Zhuang Luoyan touched her, her face turned cold before she got used to it. When she heard Feng Jin's words, she was slightly stunned, and after a pause, she said: "Your Majesty..."

Gently patting her on the back, Feng Jin said, "I suddenly remembered that your birthday is in August, right?"

Zhuang Luoyan didn't understand that he suddenly raised this question, so she could only say, "Well, I still remember that your majesty asked me about my birthday, and then I specially held a banquet for my concubine, and I was promoted. These things seem to happen yesterday. .”

"Let's have a big birthday for you this year. At that time, our child will already be full moon." Feng Jin caressed her face, "I will give you another gift then."

Zhuang Luoyan smiled immediately: "The concubine made a note, if you don't mean what you say, then I will laugh at you with the children!"

Feng Jin laughed softly, let her go slowly, and said: "Today, what should I tell the child, why not tell the story of the old cow?"

Listening to Feng Jin's soft voice telling the story, Zhuang Luoyan suddenly thought, at that moment just now, was it the fragile emotion of an emperor? It's a pity that this emotion dissipated so quickly that she couldn't tell the truth.

Perhaps those who can become emperors have long been indifferent to feelings.