The Job of an Imperial Concubine

The atmosphere in the outer room was very depressing. The emperor looked at the bloody hammer blankly, and the empress stood beside him with an ugly expression. Even Concubine Shu and the others dared not speak rashly.

"The affairs in this harem are complicated. I thought you could manage the harem well, but in the end, so many things happened." Feng Jin was upset, and the blue and white porcelain teacup in his hand was swept to the ground again, and he slammed He stood up, looked at the four women, and said to the queen, "No matter what method you use, I must find out such a poisonous woman. There is no room for such a woman in my harem."

Empress Fushen, "I will definitely find out about this matter thoroughly." The emperor handed this matter over to her, at least proving that it has nothing to do with her. As for the others... The empress' eyes turned cold, she also wanted to She knew who was responsible for the instability of her harem power.

"You all step back," Feng Jin waved his hands, not wanting to look at a few more people.

Several people saluted and exited Xihe Palace silently. The queen supported Heyu's hand and sighed: "I didn't expect there to be such a vicious person in the harem. It's really shocking."

"It's not just the empress who was surprised, but the concubines are also very frightened," Concubine Shu said with a smile, "It's a pity that Zhao Xianrong suffered this crime. If she hadn't been framed by the villains so that her brand was withdrawn, maybe she could have been spared." for this crime."

"Who can predict the world's affairs," Concubine Xian said with distress in her tone, "I can only blame that vicious person who is only thinking of framing Zhao Xianrong. Poor Zhao Xianrong has suffered such a great ordeal at such a young age. Fortunately, I saved my life, otherwise... oh."

The queen glanced at Concubine Shu, and got on the chariot, "I will definitely investigate this matter carefully, and I hope that villain will not take chances."

"Respectfully send off the empress," Concubine Shu watched the empress leave with a smile. Xianrong." After finishing speaking, he got on the chariot and left without waiting for Concubine Xian to speak.

Concubine Ning silently watched the three people exchange words, and after all three of them left, she got on her chariot, looked back at the gate of Xihe Palace, the palace lantern was shaking slightly in the night wind, there was an indescribable cool.

Xihe Palace became quiet again, Feng Jin sat on the chair in the outer room, and he didn't move until the newly served tea was no longer steaming.

"Your Majesty, it's late at night." As the emperor's personal manager, even though Gao Dezhong knew that the emperor was in a difficult mood, he still wanted to comfort him.

"I know," Feng Jin stood up, just when Gao Dezhong thought he was going to leave, he saw him turn around and enter the inner room again.

Gao Dezhong used to come here often, in the past there were all kinds of scents, but there was no smell of medicine. Today, there is indeed no scent here, the only thing left is the pungent smell of medicine. The podocarpus on the shelf in the corner is still green, but the water lilies can't see a trace of green.

Yun Xi, who was waiting by the bed, saw the emperor coming in, blessed her body silently, and took a few steps back.

Feng Jin sat down on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand to gently touch that pale cheek, he felt the skin under his hand was hot, and his face changed slightly, "Why did you start to get hot?"

Yun Xi frowned: "Going back to the emperor, the imperial doctor said that the empress is seriously injured, and she will definitely have a fever at night, but she is afraid that the heat will not go away."

"In that case, let the people from Tai Hospital wait outside tonight." Feng Jin took the towel in Yun Xi's hand and gently placed it on Zhuang Luoyan's forehead, "ask someone to deliver a pot of scalded spirits Come." He remembered that when he was young, he had a high fever, and his nanny used wine to reduce his fever. Although it is a folk method, it is very effective.

When the spirits arrived, Feng Jin didn't want Yun Xi and others to come forward to help, carefully wiped the wine on Zhuang Luorou's forehead, palms, feet, backs, and covered the quilt tightly before saying: "Be careful and wait for me." Your mother, report to me immediately if you have anything to do."

It was almost four o'clock, and he could no longer stay in Xihe Palace, so he had no choice but to instruct the maids of Xihe Palace, and sent a few experienced nuns to take care of him, and then he left with peace of mind.

After coming down to court, Feng Jin didn't go back to Qianzheng Palace, but went to Xihe Palace to see Zhao Xianrong, seeing that his high fever had subsided, and then rushed to the Queen's Jingyang Palace.

"Which palaces are these servants who have borrowed from Xihe Palace?" Feng Jin flipped through the pamphlet without much expression on his face.

Listening to the emphatic "excuse me", the queen replied in a steady voice, "Go back to the emperor, all the lists are already on it."

"Changtian Building, Hele Palace, Linyuexuan, Yimei Pavilion..." Feng Jin read out one by one, and then threw the booklets on the small table, "It seems that Xu Zhaorong, Concubine Rou, Concubine Yan, Su Xiuyi The servants around me are not enough to command, and I have treated them harshly."

"Call them here to ask, I really want to know why they have been treated so harshly!" Feng Jin's tone suddenly became more serious, "Even the slaves have to borrow from the other palace!"

The queen was silent for a while, and then said: "The concubine never thought that they would borrow slaves from Xihe Palace."

On the same day, there was news that Concubine Rou was withdrawn by the emperor for one month, Concubine Yan Gui and Su Xiuyi were withdrawn for three months, and Xu Zhaorong was even scolded by the emperor in front of Jingyang Palace's servants and fined for three months Not to mention, he was fined a year's salary, and the emperor even said something about his unsightly position in a fit of anger.

When Zhuang Luoyan woke up again, it was almost noon, and when she opened her eyes, she saw the old face of Dr. Mao. Before she could speak, she saw Mr. Mao knelt down excitedly, saying something about the auspiciousness. Immediately after that, several imperial physicians rushed in, all kowtowing and saying auspicious words to her.

"You all get up and talk hard, I have a headache," Zhuang Luoyan said, only to feel that his voice was pitifully small and his throat was a little hoarse.

However, several imperial physicians heard Zhuang Luoyan's words, and they hurriedly quieted down.

After barely drinking a few sips of tribute jujube and longan soup, Zhuang Luoyan regained some energy, but she had a severe headache, and she didn't dare to move. If there is something wrong with her brain, she will die if she doesn't die in this harem.

"Your Majesty, the slave has already been reported to the emperor," Ting Zhu handed the bowl to the maid behind him, and carefully wiped Zhuang Luoyan's face, "The emperor came to see the empress in the morning, but the empress has not woken up yet. Sit for a while and leave."

"Really?" Zhuang Luorou showed a complex smile, "I thought the emperor would never come here again."

"Why won't I come again." At this moment, Feng Jin strode in, ignoring a bunch of people asking for peace, and holding down Zhuang Luoyan who was about to sit up, "Don't move, your head is hurt so badly , still moving around, but don’t want to die?”

Seeing Zhuang Luoyan's head bowed, Feng Jinruan said in a soft voice, "I haven't come to see you these days, I know you feel uncomfortable, I won't do this again in the future, you have to be good, don't do this again Things are scaring me."

"There are so many sisters in the harem, what's wrong with the concubine, and the emperor..."

"Nonsense!" Feng Jin said in a deep voice, "Other people are other people, I want you to take good care of yourself and don't think about other things."

"But your majesty, you know very well that my concubine won't go looking for a kite, so why don't you believe me?!" Zhuang Luo looked at the emperor with red eyes, "The emperor said to let them be together freely, how can I get them back. "

The eunuchs, eunuchs, eunuchs, and eunuchs who were present wished that they didn't have long ears. They didn't dare to listen to Zhao Xianrong's resentful words.

Feng Jin couldn't look directly at those red-rimmed eyes, looked away for a moment and then said in silence: "It's my fault. When you recover, I will treat you well."

Zhuang Luo closed her eyes with rouge, tears flowed down her cheeks, and then sank into her temples.

Stretching out his hand to wipe away the warm tears, Feng Jin felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, he pressed the quilt for Zhuang Luoyan, "I will investigate this matter carefully, I feel distressed seeing you like this."

The eyelashes of the tightly closed eyes trembled, but they still did not open after all.

Sighing, Feng Jin turned to look at the people behind him, and said flatly: "You already know how to serve Zhao Xianrong, if Zhao Xianrong is nothing, there is no need for you to stand."

Instead of looking at everyone's terrified expressions, Feng Jin looked at Zhuang Luoyan a few more times, but unfortunately the other party didn't open his eyes, he stood for a while before leaving.

After the emperor left, Zhuang Luoyan opened her eyes, she had a mournful expression, but there was a hint of a smile in her eyes.

Some things come too easily, and people often don't know how to cherish them, but if this thing is about to be lost, people will wake up to how precious it is and how reluctant it is. The same is true of a woman's love for a man. If he blindly pays in silence, the man will take it for granted from the original guilt. Only after he has a sense of crisis of loss, he will understand how precious this feeling is.

Although Feng Jin is a man, he is also an emperor, so women are too easy for him to get. A woman's love may be precious to him, but it is not a very precious thing to get it. Only when this love was hurt by his own hands, did he suddenly realize how rare love is. Isn't this kind of psychology not a cheap word?

After leaving the Xihe Palace, Feng Jin's face darkened. He felt uncomfortable, and other people naturally should not think about it. "Have you found out, which people from the palace appeared around the Xihe Palace last night?"

"Back to the emperor, there were many slaves around Xihe Palace last night. On the day Zhao Xianrong's accident happened, the empress, the two noble concubines, Concubine Rou, Concubine Ning, Xu Zhaorong, Su Xiuyi, Concubine Yan, Concubine Jiang, Concubine Lin's servants have all been close to Xihe Palace." Gao Dezhong paused and said, "My servant feels that this alone cannot find out who harmed Zhao Xianrong."

"Of course we can't find out. If you intend to harm someone, you can ask someone to hide in a place around Xihe Palace in advance. If you hurt someone, you don't have to leave immediately. When things get serious the next day, it's the best policy to leave while the chaos is happening. Feng Jin sneered, "In the harem, who doesn't have the heart to eat people and harm others."

Gao Dezhong was startled, since the emperor said this, what does it mean?

"No matter how many people pass by, let me check all of them carefully. Among these people, who have delayed their duties, or disappeared for more than half an hour for no reason, as long as there is any doubt, let me keep an eye on them all." Feng Jin He said coldly, "If I want to find out one thing, then I can't hide it from anyone."

Gao Dezhong felt a chill run down his spine, the emperor was really angry this time.