The Job of an Imperial Concubine

Flowers were falling all over the ground, and the evening glow, Gao Dezhong silently lowered his head, watching the sunset make the emperor's shadow longer and longer, and the light gradually dimmed, making him look a bit gloomy.

"Your Majesty...it's getting dark," Gao Dezhong stepped forward and reminded him softly.

Feng Jin turned his head to look at him, and seeing him lowered his head, he couldn't help saying: "I remember that when Concubine Wei was the most favored in the harem, even though I was the first son, I still wanted to give two points to the second brother born to Concubine Wei in the palace. .”

When Gao Dezhong heard this, he lowered his head even lower. He served the emperor very early on, and he also knew some secrets in the harem. He also saw how Concubine Wei was spoiled and spoiled back then, but it's a pity...

Feng Jin turned his head to look at the wrecked lotus pond. Back then, he was pushed into this pond by the second emperor brother and fell seriously ill. The second emperor brother only copied the scriptures ten times as a punishment. It's a pity that Concubine Wei only coveted power, and in the end she only lost three feet of white silk, and her second brother was rejected.

When his father was dying, he once said that the women in the harem had no sincerity, but he thought it was ridiculous. If he didn't know people clearly, why should he expect others to be sincere. He once thought that the empress mother was sincere to the emperor father, but after the emperor's death, the empress mother became the most honored empress dowager in the harem, and she did not feel any sadness about the emperor's departure.

He never thought of getting sincerity from women in the harem, nor did he think that sincerity is so precious. There are countless beauties in the harem, and whoever takes good care of them will be pampered.

Hearing this kind of words for the first time today, he was a little surprised and a little bit inexplicably stunned.

When he was young, the empress mother told him indifferently that women in the harem compete for favor and skills, not for the emperor's love, but for the power under the favor. Only a stupid woman would be in love with the emperor, and such a stupid woman would not be able to survive in the harem.

He can't remember what Concubine Zhao looked like when she first entered the palace, but she didn't want to be a silly woman in the harem.

"Taoyu Pavilion holds the lamp tonight." Folding off a pear blossom, Feng Jin said lightly, playing with the pear blossom in his hand, letting the pear petals fall down one after another.

"Master Zhao, the emperor ordered that Taoyu Pavilion hold the lanterns tonight." After the eunuch came to Taoyu Pavilion, he looked at Zhuang Luorou's neat luggage with a smile on his face.

"My father-in-law made this trip," Yun Xi stuffed a purse into the hands of the eunuch in the inner room, and said some auspicious words.

The servants and eunuchs also noticed that the emperor loved the newly promoted concubine Zhao, and after saying a few flattering words, they retreated and left the Taoyu Pavilion. Fang felt that the sunset in the west had gradually dimmed, and looked back at the Taoyu Pavilion. Who would have thought that this master could stand up?

"Master," Ting Zhu came forward with a cup of tea, saw Zhuang Luoyan sitting in front of the mirror, put the tea aside, stepped forward and said: "It's late now, my servant will wait for you to take a bath and change clothes."

Zhuang Luoyan raised the fine hair on her forehead, looked at this delicate face, "Go get ready."

Ting Zhu glanced at Zhuang Luoyan worriedly, saw that his face was calm, retreated silently, and ordered the people below to prepare.

It is as bright as the moon covered by light clouds, and it flutters like the flowing snow of the wind.

After Feng Jin Yujia stopped in front of Taoyu Pavilion, what he saw was such a beauty.

Under the lantern, the beauty in a pale moonlight skirt and blue silk shawl stood like a weak willow in the wind, the lantern in her hand swayed slightly in the cold wind, this glance reminded Feng Jin of this poem.

The evening wind blows, the sleeves and skirts flutter, and the black hair is also lingering in the night with the wind, Feng Jin gets out of the car, takes Zhuang Luorou's hand, "Handsome eyebrows, sculpted eyes, looking forward to the gods, and the essence of literary beauty forgets the vulgarity." , but it is not enough to describe Aifei."

Zhuang Luoyan lowered her head and hooked her lips slightly when she heard the words and smiled, but a blush rose on her cheeks, "Is the emperor's words sincere or a joke?"

"Naturally, it's my sincere words." Feng Jin took the lantern from Zhuang Luoyan's hand, and did not let the palace servants take it away. Holding Zhuang Luoyan in one hand, and the lantern in the other, he walked slowly towards the door. The warmth and softness of the palm was very comfortable, recalling the words that the people around me said in the afternoon, the words were a little gentler, "It's cold at night, how can my concubine come outside the door?"

"The emperor is my concubine's husband, and I don't want the emperor to see only a few red lanterns that cannot speak when he arrives at Taoyu Pavilion." Having said this, Zhuang Luoyan's voice gradually quieted down, "I also want to wait for the emperor come back."

Gao Dezhong, who was following the two of them, gradually slowed down when he heard these words. Concubine Zhao's words violated the rules. According to her position, Concubine Zhao is just a concubine, so there is no need to use the word "return", but the emperor did not In response, he, a slave, is deaf.

After intentionally slowing down his pace, Gao Dezhong raised his head to look at the pair of figures in front of him by accident, and saw the emperor supporting Concubine Zhao across the threshold, and Concubine Zhao smiled at the Emperor.

If Concubine Yangui's smile can captivate the whole country, then Concubine Zhao's smile is full of true affection, Gao Dezhong recalled the words that he shouldn't have heard, and suddenly felt sorry for Concubine Zhao.

In the harem, what is more pitiful than being moved by one's heart?

Following to the door of the inner room, Gao Dezhong stopped, closed the door for the two of them, took a few steps back, stood still on the stone steps, and looked at the red lanterns hanging high in the corridor. Do you know where the red candle lights up in the future?

Zhuang Luoyan followed the emperor's footsteps and sat down on the bed. Seeing the emperor's calm face, she obviously didn't mind her attitude of treating him as an ordinary husband, so she was relieved. Luckily, she didn't make a mistake in this dangerous move. If she could wear it back , I will definitely be able to write a best-selling book that is a heart attack, but it is a pity that people who are in this profession are basically one-way tickets. people.

"Why, just now you said you were waiting for me to return, but now you're not talking?" Seeing that Zhuang Luoyan was silent, Feng Jin said softly, "I don't want you to stay silent all this while I'm here."

"How does the emperor know what my concubine thinks?" Zhuang Luoyan tugged on Feng Jin's sleeve with a little excitement, "I am very happy that the emperor can come, but just now I speak freely and feel uneasy."

Feng Jin paused slightly when he heard the words, then smiled and said: "I am your husband, what is wrong with you waiting for my return?"

The hand holding the robe trembled, and the tremor seemed to enter Feng Jin's heart, and his heart seemed to beat a bit more in an instant. He looked at the joy and excitement in Concubine Zhao's concealed eyes, and stroked the soft hair with his hand. top.

If there is no love, then there is ignorance, and if there is no knowledge, then there is no pain. This is just a silly woman who is tempted but wants to lie to her. Give her a little more love, and it will be considered as her sincerity.

Perhaps it was because he knew how the person in his arms felt towards him, or maybe the body of the person in his arms was soft and ecstasy, Feng Jin enjoyed himself so much that night, the woman in his arms had already passed out, but his hands were unconsciously clasped on his chest.

According to the rules, even if the concubine got his favor and could spend the whole night with him afterwards, she should have fallen asleep in a proper manner, but this concubine Zhao was on her body, she really didn't know the rules.

But... Feng Jin curled the corners of his mouth, but no one else has seen these rules, and he doesn't care much about such small rules. Fortunately, other women in the harem are not like this, so let her be.

Who said that the emperor was ground into embroidery needles with an iron pestle, Zhuang Luoyan felt that the emperor was very energetic. When she woke up in the morning, she saw that Emperor Xuan had already put on his robes, and she squinted her eyes to look at this man. The conditions are good, otherwise it really spoils the interest.

When Feng Jin turned back to look at the bed, he happened to see Zhuang Luoyan's infatuated look at him, so he went to the bed and sat down, "Is my concubine awake?"

"Your Majesty," Zhuang Luoyan pretended to be struggling to get up, and then fell back weakly. Feng Jin stopped her from getting up as she expected, "My concubine was tired last night, so I don't need to get up to serve her." After saying a few more words, he got up and left.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he got up, the dragon robe was pulled by the white and tender catkins, he turned his head, looked at Zhao Concubine looking at him eagerly, and couldn't help asking: "My concubine is not feeling well."

Then I saw Concubine Zhao dig out a small sachet from the pillow and put it in his hand, "The emperor bestowed so many things on this concubine, and all this concubine belongs to the emperor, only this lucky bag was obtained from the temple before entering the palace. The host said that this blessing will protect the Lord's safety and auspiciousness, so I will give this to you, the emperor."

The sachet was embroidered with the word "blessing". Although the fabric is good, it looks a bit ordinary when compared with palace satin. It is small but very delicate. Feng Jin put the blessing bag into his sleeve, "I know my concubine's heart, I will go to court , you rest for a while."

After exiting the Taoyu Pavilion, Feng Jin sat in the royal carriage, took out the blessing bag in his sleeve and looked at it for a while, then put it back in the sleeve again, but did not tie it around his waist.

Zhuang Luoyan crouched in the bathtub, let the maid pinch her waist and shoulders, put on a clean dress, and took Ting Zhu and Yun Xi to the Queen's Jingyang Palace to pay her respects.

The queen is the daughter of the Zhao family, so being a queen is not because of the emperor's love, but because of the power of the Zhao family. Fortunately, although the Zhao family is powerful, they are not arrogant, so the emperor has not favored or neglected her all these years. And the queen took care of the harem very well.

However, Zhuang Luoyan felt that no matter how the Zhao family behaved, a king likes to concentrate power, so Emperor Chengxuan probably still has plans for the Zhao family, but sooner or later.

After the eunuch delivered the report, Zhuang Luoyan entered the main hall, and there were already several concubines sitting there, she honestly went up to greet the queen, the queen did not make things difficult for her, and gave her a seat after she finished the salute.

"Sister Zhaopin came a bit late today," said Concubine Rou's voice was still beautiful.

"The concubine is guilty, please punish the empress," Zhuang Luoyan stood up, but just pleaded guilty to the empress.

Concubine Rou's complexion changed slightly, seeing that the queen had no anger on her face, she gave Zhuang Luoyan a sidelong glance.

The empress smiled dignifiedly and said: "Concubine Zhao doesn't have to be like this, you are polite when you come to pay my respects after serving the emperor so hard."

Concubine Yan Gui looked at this scene with a smile, and sneered in her heart, there is no concubine Rou in front of the empress, Concubine Zhao slapped her face really hard.

"The empress is kind, don't blame the concubine, the concubine is ashamed," Zhuang Luoyan blessed Concubine Rou again, "The concubine also thanked the concubine Rou for the palace satin, and the thousand-weight Wei on the palace satin The purple is really embroidered so lifelike."

Thousand-weight Wei Zi, a famous flower among flowers, is honored by the master, and ordinary concubines are not allowed to use it, unless it is rewarded by the emperor and queen, and the concubine Rou sent Zhuangluo rouge, a thousand-weight Wei Zi pattern palace satin, which is a bit out of order, so where should she put it for the queen?

When Concubine Rou heard what Zhuang Luoyan said, she knew that what she had done before was not right, and she was afraid that it would make the queen dissatisfied.

"The emperor gave Concubine Rou a palace satin. Concubine Rou is generous and generous. Since it is given to you, please keep it well." The queen glanced at Concubine Rou with a smile, "Everyone is serving the emperor's sisters, and you need it."

Concubine Rou's complexion changed, she got up and knelt down and said: "The concubine is rude, please punish the queen."

"Everyone's sisters love each other so much, why talk about being rude, Concubine Rou, you are too careful," the queen covered her mouth with a handkerchief and smiled, "Sit down quickly."

Concubine Rou sat down with a pale complexion, but she didn't dare to say any more.

Zhuang Luoyan lowered her eyelids and looked at the bright ground. The queen's tricks were so deep that she didn't say blame, but she was telling Concubine Rou that even if she was favored again, in front of the queen, she would be the same as a concubine of her status. There is no difference, because she is the queen of the main palace, and no one else can surpass her forever.

What a soft knife, it can't kill people, but it makes life worse than death.

Glancing at the pale concubine Rou, and then at the other concubines whose smiles remained unchanged, Zhuang Luoyan withdrew her gaze, and the women in the harem were really hidden.