The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

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Welcome!\u003c/br\u003e? Compared with the joyousness of the Yanwang Mansion, the atmosphere of Yuquan Palace is not so pleasant.

Concubine Xian went to Kunning Palace to invite An only to know that Yu Jin had returned from the south.

It was boring enough to get up early on a cold day to greet another woman, only to hear such bad news.

Up to now, Concubine Xian can recall the expressions of those little sluts.

Isn't it just laughing that she doesn't even know that her own son is back. These little bastards, seeing that the queen has become more and more important to the emperor, they are presumptuous in front of her, and each pig head does not seriously think about it. What is the use of the queen again?

An empress without a son will only be an empty shelf when she becomes the empress dowager in the future. It is the mother of the emperor who really speaks in the huge harem.

Although Concubine Xian was calm outside, when she heard the Queen mention that King Yan was back, her face was still hot, and she resisted it so much that she didn't show it.

Back at Yuquan Palace, she even poured two cups of hot tea and was still furious.

Compared with those short-sighted hooves, what she hates more is the seventh!

She gave birth to something, ran to the south for so long, came back with the living son of Dongping Bo, and went to the palace to meet the emperor and the queen, but she didn't take a step to Yuquan Palace!

If Yu Jin stood in front of Concubine Xian at this moment, Concubine Xian might not be able to control the pouring of tea on his face.

"This beast!"

The confidant, the confidant, persuaded in a low voice: "Niangniang, don't worry, you will have a headache if you are careful."

Mentioning this, Concubine Xian's expression twisted.

Since she claimed to be sick in order to create an opportunity for the fourth daughter-in-law and the seventh daughter-in-law to go to Baiyun Temple to offer incense, she became really sick. Not to mention how to treat it.

While scolding the imperial doctor for being a waste, Concubine Xian could not avoid being shocked.

Could it be that the Bodhisattva really knew that she was feigning illness and then blamed her?

With this kind of thought, Concubine Xian felt a little guilty for no apparent reason, but this guilt not only didn't make her take away her eccentricities, but the thought of Yu Jin and his wife became more and more dissatisfied.

The price has been paid and the goal has not been achieved, so it is strange to be satisfied.

As he was angry, his head suddenly hurt, as if someone was poking with an awl.

The pain came and went quickly, but it still caused Concubine Xian to sweat instantly on her forehead and her face turned pale.

"Niangniang, do you have a headache again?" The confidant looked flustered.

Empress is not young anymore, if there is any good or bad, they will be miserable as slaves who depend on empress.

Concubine Xian waved her hand to stop her confidant mama to wipe her sweat with a handkerchief, and instructed: "Just say I'm ill, ask the emperor to come over."

The confidant hesitated for a moment.

"go."

"Yes."

The year has not yet been counted, and Emperor Jing Ming has been relatively leisurely these days, especially yesterday, Yu Jin brought back the son of Dongping Bo safely, leaving the world without an old father who had a white-haired man and a black-haired man, and made him in a good mood. , then turned out the book, leaned on the low couch and looked leisurely.

Pan Haihai came: "Your Majesty, Yuquan Palace sent someone to invite you."

Emperor Jing Ming put the notebook aside and glanced at Pan Hai.

Pan Hai bowed: "Concubine Xian is not feeling well—"

Emperor Jing Ming lifted his eyelids: "Are you asking for a doctor?"

Pan Haitou lowered his head: "The person who came didn't say anything."

Emperor Jing Ming frowned.

If you are sick, please ask a doctor. What's the use of running over and asking him?

However, Emperor Jing Ming gave understanding and tolerance to the concubines' thoughts, hesitantly turned over and settled down, and said lightly: "Place the Yuquan Palace."

Although it disturbed his leisure time to read the notebook, but after all, it was an old man who had been with him for many years.

When Yuquan Palace heard that the emperor was coming, Concubine Xian went to greet him immediately.

"Since I'm not feeling well, what are you doing out here? Just take a good rest." Emperor Jing Ming looked at Concubine Xian and saw that her face was as pale as paper and her hair was still a little wet, but he didn't suspect the possibility of the other party pretending to be sick.

The tone was much gentler.

Concubine Xian smiled weakly, and followed Emperor Jing Ming inwards: "It's still a problem that fell before, and a headache will kill you. You shouldn't have bothered the emperor to come here, but—"

Having said that, Concubine Xian fell silent.

Emperor Jing Ming sat down on the low couch, motioned for Concubine Xian to also sit, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Concubine Xian sat there, her head slightly hanging out of her slender neck, looking a little fragile.

Her voice was very soft, and she sighed: "Today, my concubine turned out a lot of white hair when she was dressing in the mirror, and she suddenly became old. Now that she is sick like a thread, I can't say which day it will get better. , I just want to take a look at the emperor one more time."

Emperor Jing Ming's face sank slightly: "Don't talk nonsense if it's a big New Year's Eve."

Concubine Xian bent her lips, and her smile was so light that it had no color: "The concubine felt it."

Concubine Xian was beautiful, and she did not lose her style even as she got older, but at this moment, Emperor Jing Ming did find that the radiant woman in his impression was getting old.

Several of the concubine Xian followed Emperor Jing Ming when the queen was still there. Concubine Xian was old, so why not Emperor Jing Ming.

Thinking of this, Emperor Jing Ming's tone became more gentle: "If you take good care of your illness, that is, if the current imperial physician is not cured, you can change the hospital envoy, and the hospital sentenced them to come and have a look. Don't think about it."

Concubine Xian poured a cup of tea and presented it to Emperor Jing Ming, and said softly, "I'm not afraid of getting old, but I just want to see the emperor and children more often."

Emperor Jing Ming said casually, "Isn't the fourth one visiting you often?"

Concubine Xian was silent for a moment, then said faintly: "The fourth is filial, but it is a little uncomfortable to think of the seventh. The seventh was taken out of the palace when he was a child. The concubine, who is a mother and concubine, can't see her, and now she is finally looking forward to reunion. Now, this child and I have also parted..."

Emperor Jing Ming's tone was slightly dark: "Lao Qi hasn't been to Yuquan Palace yet?"

Concubine Xian nodded slightly: "It's still today that I went to Kunning Palace to ask An to know that the seventh is back. Speaking of which, it's really unpleasant for me to be a concubine..."

Since she no longer has any thoughts about the seventh, she would rather knock him into the mud, at least not have the ability to block the fourth.

Emperor Jing Ming was indeed a little unhappy, and hummed: "This bastard boy, it's really outrageous!"

Having been to him and the queen, it is not a good thing to come to Yuquan Palace, how can you not say any rules?

"Concubine Ai, don't be angry, I turn around and call that bastard into the palace to scold him."

It just so happened that there was nothing to do, so just scolding my son would kill the boring days.

When Emperor Jingming left Yuquan Palace, he was about to instruct Pan Haichuan King Yan to enter the palace, and he heard the report from the chamberlain that King Yan asked to see him.

"Let him in."

Not long after, Yu Jin walked into the Hall of Mental Cultivation and greeted Emperor Jing Ming in a proper manner.

Emperor Jing Ming glanced at Yu Jin, his face slightly gloomy: "What's the matter with entering the palace early in the morning?"

When the bastard finishes talking about his business, he will talk about the fact that this kid doesn't take his mother and concubine seriously.

I heard Yu Jin say: "There are two things for my son to enter the palace, one is to go to the palace to visit the concubine Xian, and the other is—"

"Wait, what did you say?"

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