The Job of an Imperial Concubine

Zhuang Luoyan looked at her half-sister, with a hint of joy on her face: "My sister is recovering from her illness, and I still have some medicines for your body, I will ask Yun Xi to send you some later. "

"Those medicinal materials are very precious. The concubines haven't finished eating them yet, so the empress Xianrong doesn't need to reward them any more." Zhuang Jieyu blessed her body.

"I almost forgot that the two of you are actually sisters," Concubine Shu gave them a meaningful look.

Zhuang Jieyu's complexion changed slightly, and she said to Concubine Shu, "The concubine's appearance is no better than that of a virtuous empress, and it is only right that the imperial concubine does not remember."

"Sister, I'm afraid I forgot. When Zhao Xianrong entered the palace, I said she looked like Zhuang Jieyu." Su Xiuyi smiled and continued, "It's just that Zhao Xianrong didn't get along with Zhuang Jieyu very much later. , so forget about the fact that they are sisters."

These words clearly pointed to Zhuang Luoyan's lack of sisterhood, everyone pretended to choose hairpins, and didn't want to go into this muddy water. Concubine Rou looked at Su Xiuyi disdainfully, this person thought she had a deep relationship with Concubine Shu, but she was just a mindless dog in front of Concubine Shu.

Feng Jin noticed the movement behind him, looked back, and saw Zhuang Luoyan standing in front of Su Xiuyi with a stiff smile, and glanced at Zhuang Jieyu standing beside him with an expressionless face from the corner of his eyes, he said lightly, "This Zhuang Jieyu is not sick. Can you come out now?"

Feng Jin's voice was not loud, but it was enough for all the concubines to hear, Zhuang Jieyu's face turned pale immediately. The emperor's words obviously carried the meaning of disdain for her, which doomed her to have no future.

The queen saw that the emperor's face was cloudy, so she supported Peony on her temples and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, today is the Flower Festival, and all the concubines in the harem have to worship the God of Flowers. Zhuang Jieyu must be in good health before she comes out." Yes." She knew very well in her heart that Zhuang Jieyu's "illness" was just because the emperor wanted to withdraw her brand and let it out. She has no face.

Looking at Zhuang Luoyan thoughtfully, the queen laughed mockingly in her heart, this Zhuang Luoyan really fell into the eyes of the emperor, otherwise why would the emperor protect her like this.

"Your Majesty, my sister has just recovered. The weather is good today, and it's good to breathe." Zhuang Luoyan stepped forward and blessed the emperor, "It's not good if you feel sorry for your sister's health and don't let her go out."

Feng Jin's eyes fell on Zhuang Luoyan, and seeing her looking at him with a smile, he said with a smile, "You know more about medicine than the imperial physician." After speaking, he picked a pomegranate flower from the tray in the maid's hand, walked to In front of Zhuang Luoyan, she took off the pink lily from her hair and pinned the pomegranate flower in her hair, "I remember that you like pomegranate very much, so this pomegranate flower must be perfect."

Zhuang Luoyan supported the pomegranate flower in her hair, tilted her head and said with a smile, "The emperor remembers that I like pomegranates, and I also like peach blossoms."

"I've heard someone say that the more peach blossoms bloom, the more peaches there will be," Feng Jin said with a smile as he flicked his smooth forehead, "Don't tell me what flowers you like, I will take care of them for you." blush."

The queen watched the emperor making fun of the naive Zhuang Luoyan, with a cool smile on her lips, she put down her hand caressing the peony flower, and said, "Your Majesty, don't make fun of her like this, I'm afraid that the pomegranates in the palace will be exposed this year." Xianrong used this reason to share more than half of it."

Feng Jin said indifferently, "If she can only eat pomegranates, I don't have to laugh at her mouth."

The queen forced a smile, and didn't know how to answer the question. Today, the Emperor Huachao chose the pomegranate flower, which represents many children and blessings, to Zhuang Luoyan, and she couldn't allow her to think too much.

Concubine Shu twirled the jade hairpin in her hand, watching the emperor doting on Zhao Xianrong, who was younger than herself, with cold eyes, feeling a little uncomfortable for a while, even the jade hairpin that she always liked was not as white as before.

Concubine Jiang looked at the scene in front of her with a flat expression. At this time last year, the emperor personally made hairpins for Concubine Shu and Concubine Yan. Now that she has a new favorite Zhaoxian, even Concubine Shu will be back. I don’t know what will happen next year Who would be the woman who could make the emperor put flowers in hairpins with his own hands?

While Zhuang Luoyan was chatting and laughing with the emperor, she glanced at the pale Zhuang Jieyu in the corner, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly wider.

"Forget it, I won't take part in your women's affairs anymore. I will come back here for dinner after worshiping the flower god. I will let the people from Shangshi Bureau hold a banquet here." Feng Jin glanced at everyone in a gentle tone, as if Is a considerate husband-like.

If what stood in front of him was not a group of women but a woman, as one of the women, Zhuang Luoyan rolled her eyes in her heart, if she used her life to act, the emperor would use acting as her life.

As a well-known favorite concubine in the harem, Zhuang Luoyan said with emotion that the emperor's scheming is a super difficult task, she only promises to succeed but not to fail, and the feeling of being bullied when she first arrived here is not good.

A group of people came to the incense table specially built for the Flower Festival, Zhuang Luoyan looked at the statue of the Flower God, and followed the queen to kneel down.

Kneeling on her left was Xu Zhaorong, and on the right was Su Xiuyi. She glanced left and right, and saw the pious appearance of the two.

After worshiping the flower god, everyone offered incense according to their grades. When Zhuang Luo put on the incense, he looked up at the cold statue of the flower god. What is the use of pinning the hopes of the women in the harem on the flower god? useless.

After burning the incense, everyone went down together, only heard a ripping sound, looked back, Zhao Xianrong's skirt was torn off, and Zhuang Jieyu fell under the stone steps, looking angrily at her. With Zhao Xianrong.

Looking coldly at the pained Zhuang Jieyu lying on the ground, Zhuang Luoyan ignored Xie Yu's accusing eyes, and before the queen could speak, she calmly said, "Sister, with your current position, you should be behind Zhang Jieyu. Why did you bump into me while walking?"

The whole scene was silent, Xie Yu stopped kowtowing to the queen, no one could have imagined that Zhao Xianrong would not justify or cry for injustice, but would say such a sentence.

The queen was also taken aback, and then said lightly, "What's going on with Zhuang Jieyu?"

Zhuang Jieyu kowtowed to the queen with difficulty, "My concubine walked carelessly and bumped into Fengjia, please forgive me."

"It's not Bengong you're bumping into, it's Zhao Xianrong," the queen stopped looking at her, and walked away without crying, as if she was dust on the ground.

The concubines cast a mocking glance at Zhuang Jieyu who was on the ground, and followed the queen to continue walking. This Zhuang Jieyu is really ridiculous. If Zhuang Luoyan hadn't been favored so much, her framing would have worked. Unfortunately, now that Zhuang Luoyan is being favored, how could the empress have such a blatant frame, and Zhuang Luorou had a fit.

No matter how powerful the queen is, shouldn't she also take care of the emperor?

The crowd had already walked several steps forward, but Zhuang Luoyan was still standing on the stone steps, looking down at the embarrassed Zhuang Jieyu, her eyes were full of sarcasm, but her tone was filled with indescribable grievance and sadness: "Sister, why did you want to do this?" To my younger sister, does my younger sister still remember the fact that my younger sister insisted on entering the palace?"

The queen paused slightly in her steps, and then walked away without looking back.

Concubine Shu turned her head and looked at Zhuang Luoyan standing on the stone steps with her head bowed. It can be concluded that what is acting and what is true love.

After everyone was far away, Zhuang Luoyan walked up to Zhuang Jieyu who was kneeling on the ground, bent down and said in a low voice: "Sister, I remember that when I was kneeling outside Jingyang Palace, I was as embarrassed as you .”

Standing up straight, Zhuang Luoyan said with emotion and nostalgia: "At that time, my sister also looked at me like I am now. I will never forget the eyes at that time." After finishing speaking, without waiting for Zhuang Jieyu to speak, He lifted his feet and left, took two steps before turning back, smiling at Zhuang Jieyu's angry face, "Although Zhuang Jieyu offended me, but I think of the sisterhood, so Zhuang Jieyu will be spared the crime of offending, turn around Send the ginseng donated by Gao Meimei to Zhuang Jieyu so that she can take good care of her body, I see that Zhuang Jieyu is still ill, otherwise why would she not be able to walk steadily."

Zhuang Wanqing watched with distorted expression as Zhuang Luoyan led the two maids away, her lower lip was bitten and bleeding.

Xie Yu worriedly supported her to stand up, and said angrily, "Master, what about Zhao Xianrong..."

"She always has the temperament of revenge, but she didn't expect that she will take revenge now, and she has grown a lot compared to before." Zhuang Wanqing raised her hand, and saw that the palm of her hand was scratched and bleeding.

"Could it be that Zhao Xianrong already knew that she fell out of favor because of you, Master?!" Xie Yu's face changed, and her voice trembled a little. Now that Zhao Xianrong is deeply favored by the emperor, it is really easy to take revenge on her master for framing her back then. but.

Zhuang Wanqing's complexion also changed slightly. If Zhuang Luoyan really knew that she was framed for falling out of favor, the matter might not be so simple and settled.

After Feng Jin finished processing the papers, he returned to the Imperial Garden and happened to meet the Queen and his party coming back, so he asked the people in the palace to prepare for the banquet without the concubines' greetings.

"What happened to Zhao Xianrong?" Feng Jin noticed that Zhuang Luo's rouge was torn, and frowned, "What happened?"

The queen said: "Just now Zhuang Jieyu accidentally fell down the stone steps and happened to grab Zhao Xianrong's skirt."

"Did Zhao Xianrong fall?" Feng Jin looked at Zhuang Luoyan, and said worriedly, "If you fall, I will send someone to the imperial physician."

"Your Majesty, I'm fine," Zhuang Luoyan smiled, but there was some unnaturalness in the smile.

Today Zhuang Luoyan was wearing a begonia red virtuous outfit, and now being dragged off by someone is naturally not something to be happy about. Feng Jin looked at the damage, frowned and said: "Today, in Huachao, you were taken away by someone. Ruined the clothes...Gao Dezhong, pass on my order to ask the people from the Shangyi Bureau to remake some skirts for Zhao Xianrong."

Zhuang Luoyan Yingying knelt down to thank her, lowered her head and lowered her eyes, in Feng Jin's eyes, there was something pitiful.

"Empress, who did you say ruined Zhao Xianrong's clothes?" Feng Jin asked Zhuang Luoyan to sit down, and asked again.

"Back to the emperor, it's Zhuang Jieyu." The queen replied.

"The Flower Festival is a time to worship the God of Flowers, but Zhuang Jieyu lost her manners in front of the God of Flowers, and even bumped into the nobleman. It is really unbearable for Jieyu to be a nobleman, so let's demote to a nobleman." Feng Jin said indifferently.

Zhuang Wanqing, who had just walked to the imperial garden, heard the emperor's will, and her strong will suddenly collapsed, and she leaned against a willow tree slumped, no longer having the strength to walk towards the crowd of fragrantly dressed people.

The queen was secretly shocked, she didn't say which stone step Zhuang Jieyu fell on, how did the emperor know that she was in front of the Flower God, could it be that someone had already spread the news to the emperor's ears?

In other words, the emperor's demotion of Zhuang Wanqing's position was not a temporary idea, but a decision made after hearing the news?

Thinking of this, the queen couldn't help but look more at Zhuang Luorou who was sitting on the side. Does the emperor really care about this Zhuang Luorou?