I am cultivating myself in the palace

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In Kunning Palace, the Empress had a calm expression after listening to Lianqiu's report.

She raised her hand slightly, and Lianqiu went up to support her knowingly, and couldn't help asking: "Your Majesty, why did you suddenly think of raising your concubine?"

Lianqiu is the queen's personal maid, so she naturally knows the queen's attitude. Although she was rewarded and punished for taking care of her concubines before, in the end it was just for Princess Yan, and she didn't really care much about it. Ever since she repeated to the queen what she overheard in Cuixi Palace.The queen's attitude towards her concubine changed.Not only was she given meals, but she was also ordered to go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to carefully check the food and clothing expenses of Cuixi Palace.Although these piles are not clearly rewarded.But in this palace, the secret attitude is more practical than the open reward. Although the concubine has a concubine, her life may not be good.A concubine who has no son and no favor and has ruined her appearance, let alone a concubine, what can she do even if she is a concubine?The servants below are all watching people order dishes, and they can think of things like skipping and neglecting without asking.

But now, the queen asked her to go to the House of Internal Affairs and ask her, and it would be different immediately.

Those servants have sharper noses than dogs, and they can't smell any wind direction, so they naturally know how to serve the concubine in the future.

As Lianqiu said, this is the real flattery.

So Lianqiu didn't understand, what was hidden in those few words that made the empress value her concubine so much suddenly?Analyzing from what she secretly heard, it is just that she knew that at the last palace banquet, Yue Qingyan, Princess of Yan, was able to save herself from danger under Concubine Rong's making things difficult. Humanity, but it seems to be nothing

?The queen did not answer, she lowered her head slightly, and Lianqiu followed her gaze, and her eyes fell on the unfinished flower knot in Queen Ji's hand, and frowned: "This knot, my servant saw that you dismantled it and made it up." It was disassembled, but is there something wrong?"

Empress Ji's slender fingers slid across the intricate pattern of the flower knot: "Lianqiu, look at this flower knot. Different people, even if they use the same weaving method, the things they weave are still different."

Lianqiu didn't know why, so she just echoed: "What the empress said is true. The strength is different, and the appearance is naturally different."

"Yes." The queen nodded, looking at Huajie with gentle eyes.The words I said became more and more incomprehensible: "But anyway, the same line, the outline is still there?? It can be regarded as a thought..."

Lianqiu is even more confused, thinking about it?Who is thinking, and who is thinking?

She has been with the queen for ten years, but she still doesn't know anything about the queen's thoughts.But no matter what, from the empress's cloudy words, Lianqiu has something to say, it seems that this concubine is a concubine.The days are still long.

Not far away, in Cuixi Palace, the candlelight has faded.Shi Yunyue found an excuse to send Xiao He away, and sat alone in front of the dressing table, with a rare bronze mirror in front of her.The veil on her face had been removed, and the flickering candlelight fell in the mirror, clearly reflecting the woman's appearance, with hideous scars crawling on her cheeks.It was so frightening that the eight Wanling Powder that Yue Qingyan gave seemed to have no effect.However, facing such an appearance, Shi Yunyue didn't seem too sad.She brushed her fingers over the scars, and even a strange smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Further away, under the same night sky, Qingyan let loose his hands.Standing in front of the bed, seeing people and hearing things when entering the palace during the day, her mind churned, the empress who watched coldly, the emaciated and weak fourth prince, the vicious and crazy concubine Rong, the tragic death of the court lady Xinlan, and the young doctor who should not be mentioned. , Emperor Yin, concubine Shi, Xiao He, and all the strange piles were like falling fog, and the deep palace was like a giant beast dormant in the shadows, which made her feel a faint chill in her heart.

That night, inside and outside the imperial city, there were many people who couldn't sleep because of their own thoughts.

It's even more drumming, and it's dawn in a blink of an eye.Yue Qingyan went to Sitian Temple according to the letter.

Even though he had heard about the reputation of Sitian Temple, after getting off the car, Qingyan was still shocked by the scene in front of him.There is an endless stream of people who come to offer incense and ask for a lottery, so that the sky above the Taoist temple is smothered with smoke, which is enough to show the prosperity of incense here.Qing Yan was speechless.It seems that even though the emperor hates witchcraft and Taoism so much, the folks still like it. After all, whoever is not worried and depressed can only rely on the ghosts and gods to guide the way.

It's just that I don't know if the immortal family here is really capable, or it's just a show.

Qingyan groaned, and looked around the crowd of pilgrims, and soon found the target of her trip - Ninghou Shizi Yi Junqing.

Even among the crowds of pilgrims, this guy is still the most dazzling existence.After all, everyone was plainly dressed and walked honestly towards the mountain gate with their offerings in their hands, but he was the only one in a coquettish red dress poking coquettishly by the gate coquettishly.People passing by all paid attention to him, and this guy feels good about himself.Besides that, the two guys beside him.There is no way to make people ignore it.Fu Yingzhuo, who was dressed in black clothes, was always expressionless like a fast wood carving, exuding the aura that strangers should not get close to him, and Wu Banxian next to him was even more extreme. He shamelessly set up his own fortune-telling signboard outside the mountain gate of someone else's house. I'm really not afraid of being beaten to death with sticks!

Each of these three people is hotter than the other.

Qingyan twitched the corners of her mouth, she didn't really want to join them.

Unexpectedly, the son's eyes were very sharp, and he caught sight of Qingyan who had just got off the carriage. He raised his hand to greet him, but his words stopped on his lips, and his expression followed that of the people who followed behind Qingyan, Subtle up.

This person is naturally Yan Wang Mu Zheng.

Qingyan winked at Yi Shizi with an expression of "I'm trying my best" - that's right, this morning, when I learned that Yue Qingyan was going to worship heaven and offer incense, Prince Yan, who always scoffed at burning incense and worshiping Buddha, didn't know where he smoked He's so stubborn, he must come with her.Although Qingyan found several excuses to stop him, all of them failed, and it aroused Mu Zheng's suspicion: "The princess doesn't seem to want me to accompany you?"

The man looked over quietly: "It's just going to offer incense, why is the princess so nervous? Or is there something that this king can't know?"

Qingyan twitched the corner of her mouth, don't you understand this very clearly?But it's not easy to say it directly. When the matter came to this point, if she refused again, it would appear that she had a ghost in her heart—although there was indeed a ghost—in desperation, Qingyan had no choice but to come here with Prince Yan. For the rest, just adapt to the situation.

I'm afraid it's impossible to inquire about the situation, now I just hope that Yi Junqing can see the situation clearly and be a passerby silently.

Qingyan was thinking about it, but who knows where, Yi Shizi, a passer-by, turned his eyebrows and greeted him with a smile: "Oh, isn't this Lord Yan! You also came to ask for a son?!" The loud voice, Ninety-nine percent of the pilgrims in the entire mountain gate could hear it clearly. In just a few sentences, the amount of information was so large that everyone's ears stood up at once—ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhLord Yan?Ask for a child?Got gossip? !

Mu Zheng's face turned dark all of a sudden.

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