Turning the City Down: The Concubine Concubine

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If it was Xiao Sheng, he would say: "This place is so good, don't think about anything, just live here properly, isn't it good?"

He would say: "Chen'er, it's been hard for us to be at peace like this, isn't it good?"

He would say: "No hard work, no pain. Chen'er, I have never felt so happy in all these years."

"You love it here so much, of course we're not leaving," he said.

He said, "Okay, no regrets."

Now she stubbornly divides him into two, one is Xiao Sheng and the other is the emperor.Xiao Sheng didn't lie to her, he could do what Xiao Sheng said...but he died, so the vow was void, so it wasn't cheating, it's just that he could no longer practice it.

And this person now is the emperor, that's why he is so cruel, she is not allowed to care about the people closest to her, she is not allowed to visit, and she is not allowed to pray; she is the emperor, so she will watch him lead other women Hand, treat her indifferently.

Staggering to the side of the bed, she lowered her body and pressed her face against the bed, tears streaming down her face: "Cheng, why do you have the heart to leave me alone..."

He finally couldn't bear it anymore, pulled her into his arms, held her face: "Look clearly, I am Xiao Sheng, and I am here!"

"You are not worthy..." Her eyes were blurred with drunkenness, and she spit out these words with tears in her eyes, tilted her head slightly, and finally fell drunk in his arms.

He was stunned for a moment, and slowly hugged her tighter, but his whole body remained frozen there, unable to move.

"emperor!"

But at this moment, Wu Yonglian's anxious voice came from outside the hall again, he frowned slightly, put Qingchen on top of the bed before turning back, seeing that the maid behind Wu Yonglian was from Xiefang Palace, he immediately changed his expression slightly: "what happened?"

"Your Majesty, Concubine Jing is not feeling well again, and she has been holding it back. I heard that after the emperor flipped the sign of Concubine Concubine, he didn't allow slaves to come and report to the emperor. But slaves saw that the empress had endured so hard, that's why I came here. Dare..." The maid knelt on the ground, her voice trembling slightly.

The emperor's face suddenly darkened: "From now on, if Concubine Jing feels unwell again, she will report back immediately." After finishing speaking, he hurried to Xiefang Palace, and the rest of the maids in Yikun Palace looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

The next day, Qingchen woke up from a hangover, and when the ladies in the palace talked about what happened last night, she just smiled coldly, noncommittal.Since then, the emperor has not appeared in front of Qingchen for several days.

However, what Qingchen always cared about in his heart was the matter of Chu Jinyu and the Shang Shufu, and he could not sleep or eat comfortably every day.Finally one day, when Hua Ruo secretly stuffed a letter into her hand.

Qingchen hurriedly opened it to see that it was written by Mrs. Feng.At this time, the entire Shangshu Mansion is still under house arrest, and Mrs. Feng is sick in bed, and this letter actually got into her hands. I don't know how many obstacles I have gone through!The letter did not mention much about the current situation of the Shangshu Mansion and Mrs. Feng's own illness, but it was full of information about Chu Jinyu.Mrs. Feng begged her to do her best to help Chu Jinyu no matter what, every word was sincere.

After reading the letter, Qingchen couldn't stop crying.Why doesn't she want to help him, but if she wants to help, what else can she do except to ask the emperor?However, her gratitude to Mrs. Feng and her affection for Chu Jinyu since she was a child are all in her heart, so how can she just sit back and do nothing?

On the second day, the Empress Dowager hosted a banquet for the concubines in the harem in the Palace of Compassion and Ning, which was called Qingchen Jiefengxichen.

It was almost noon, Qingchen finally sat in front of the dressing table, staring at the pale and delicate woman in the mirror in a daze.

"Your Majesty, the Empress is the main character today, why don't you dress up more grandly?" Hua Ruo asked tentatively while standing behind her combing her hair.

"No need." Qingchen lightly shook his head, looked at his increasingly pale face, sighed faintly, carefully traced his eyebrows, and took rouge to wipe off his face.

"Your Majesty!" Hua Ruo hesitated to speak behind him, but finally said, "The Emperor doesn't like the smell of makeup, so Your Majesty still—"

Qingchen's fingertips were still stained with rouge, and he froze there. After a long while, he slowly applied the rouge to his face: "If he is really tired of me, what about me? What does it matter to him?"

After finishing dressing up, Hua Ruo looked at Qing Chen in the mirror, and couldn't hide the astonishment in her eyes: "Your Majesty..."

Qingchen also looked at herself, with a cold smile on the corner of her mouth, and murmured: "Sure enough, I am exactly the same as her, but I hope I don't have the same fate as her."

For the small banquet in the Palace of Compassion and Ning, Qingchen arrived alone late, and just entered the palace, but like a lotus after the rain, it attracted the attention of everyone in the palace.In the eyes of all the concubines, some were envious, some were jealous, and Qingchen could bear it all, and stepped forward to salute the emperor and the queen mother: "I have seen the emperor, and I have seen the queen mother."

The emperor's eyes were deep, he looked at her for a moment, then turned his eyes away, talking to Concubine Zhuang through an empty seat.On the contrary, the Empress Dowager smiled: "Let's get down, here are all my family members, so there is no need to be too polite."

Qingchen stood up as said, the vacant seat on the left side of the emperor was clearly reserved for her, but Qingchen saw that he was talking happily with Concubine Zhuang, smiled lightly, and sat beside the Empress Dowager on the other side.

As soon as she was seated, the Empress Dowager took her by the hand and looked her up and down, her eyes swept across her abdomen, and sighed: "It's a pity that Aijia heard that you had a miscarriage earlier. The emperor is now twenty and four You don’t have any heirs yet, and you finally got some movement in your stomach, but you didn’t, so I don’t know if the child is unlucky or the emperor is unlucky!”

Qingchen's breath was slightly suffocated, his eyes swept over the emperor's nonchalant face, and his eyes were slightly moist: "How could it be that the emperor is unlucky? It is the concubine's own poor fortune, and without that blessing, the emperor will give birth to heirs."

With a "bang", the wine glass in the emperor's hand fell heavily on the table, and he snorted coldly: "Have a good banquet, what's the point of talking about what you have and what you don't have, it's a disappointment!"

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