Dong Gong Mei

Chapter 90 The Imperial Concubine calms down!
Concubine Xian was quiet for only a moment, then laughed again, and caught the words calmly: "Who said no, Concubine Shu can not only conceive, but also give birth - a born princess is the best, after all , In His Majesty's eyes, there is only one son, the Crown Prince."

Zhao Xiwei's back was cold, and he was even more nervous than listening to them talking about Concubine Shu.

She had also heard about the emperor's love for the prince.

The prince lost his mother when he was young, and the emperor was so distressed that he kept him by his side to raise him personally.

This heavy fatherly love, not to mention the royal family, even ordinary people, no man can do it.

Therefore, the prince is also very filial to the emperor. In addition, the emperor's health is not good. Although the prince has moved to the East Palace now, he still lives in the palace for the convenience of serving illnesses.

It can be said that the relationship between the father and son is unprecedented in the history books.

Concubine Xian flicked the ball that was kicked by the imperial concubine with a flick of the words - what about giving birth to a son, not being favored by His Majesty, it is optional, it is better not to give birth!
Thinking about it further, it means that the son of the imperial concubine is no better than the prince.

How can such things be said casually?
And in the Queen Mother's palace, in front of so many concubines.

But Concubine Xian said it in such a nonchalant manner, still in a tone like saying that the weather is good today.

Those who speak are not afraid, but those who listen are afraid.

Zhao Xiwei, for example, quietly lowered his head lower.

There was no sound from Concubine Pei for a long time.

Concubine Xian smiled again: "If the concubine's elder sister gave birth to a princess, there would be no need to prepare peonies. Maybe His Majesty would have given the 99 pots of water lilies to elder sister."

As soon as the words fell, Concubine Pei Gui suddenly stood up, and there was a loud bang, so frightened that Zhao Xiwei almost spilled the tea in his hand.

The peony was swept to the ground.

The tiles all over the floor, the peony flowers that symbolize the beauty of the country, turned into red mud all over the place.

The palace maids recovered from their astonishment, and knelt down on the ground: "Noble concubine, please calm down!"

Then the concubines and concubines also knelt down: "Sister calm down!"

Seeing that her goal was achieved, Concubine Xian also knelt down and begged for mercy: "It's my sister who said something wrong, please forgive me!"

The air around them seemed to be drained.

The ladies lay on the ground, their shoulder blades trembling.

Concubine Xian was so angry that the concubine smashed the flowerpot, and in the end it was the people like them who suffered.

It would be light if it got into His Majesty's ears, or made the Queen Mother impatient, and directly charged them with ill-serving, dragging them out and beating them to death.

Zhao Xiwei also knelt down.

However, she deliberately took a few steps back when she knelt down. Since she couldn't avoid this storm, she could stay away a little, just a little.

Everyone else kept begging for forgiveness, she just knelt there quietly, her head was still half down, but it was just right for people to see the expression on her face: some panic, some fear, and more. However, he was at a loss, as if he could not understand at all, why things had developed to this point.

Concubine Pei smashed the flowers, but she was still not relieved, and she was about to leave with a flick of her sleeves: "Place and drive back to the palace!"

The empress dowager's displeased voice sounded: "Concubine, today is Aijia's flower viewing banquet. You smashed the flowers in front of Aijia's face. Aijia hasn't blamed you yet, so why did you leave like this?"

Hearing this, Concubine Pei stopped her footsteps and bowed to the queen mother perfunctorily: "My concubine suddenly feels uncomfortable and needs to go back to the palace to take medicine, so I can no longer accompany my mother to enjoy flowers."

After she finished speaking, without waiting for the queen mother to make a sound, she lifted her skirt and left the palace gate.

The maids who were close to him were startled and frightened, and hurriedly kowtowed: "The servants are retiring." They also quickly retreated.

The Empress Dowager stared at Concubine Pei Gui's back, before she turned her head for a long time, looked at the person kneeling on the ground, and said slowly: "Get up, she has this temperament, even the emperor is used to it, Aijia can't bear it anymore. endure."

There was silence all around, not even the sound of the sleeves rubbing.

No one dared to get up.

Zhao Xiwei didn't get up either.

For a woman like the Queen Mother who stands at the pinnacle of power, the calmer her tone looks, the more stormy waves are waiting for you behind her.

"Get up, Aijia didn't blame you, what are you doing kneeling on the ground like this? Today is asking you to come to enjoy the flowers, not to set rules." The queen mother had already brought the tea cup, and her voice was very lazy and comfortable.

All the concubines and concubines breathed a sigh of relief. The concubine Xian became the fastest, and sat back to her original position: "Mother, you are so gracious and generous, no wonder you can assist Your Majesty and rule such a wonderful river and mountain."

"Is there any way?" The queen mother sighed and said helplessly: "Ai's family fought wits and courage with those old foxes in the court in the early years, and they have long since worn out the strong temperament."

Seeing that the Queen Mother put down the teacup, Concubine Ming hurriedly got up and respectfully refilled the tea for her, with a gentle smile on her face: "The Queen Mother's generosity is the blessing of the ministers and concubines, the blessing of Your Majesty, and the blessing of the society."

The queen mother was amused and laughed, and even the edge of the corner of her eyes softened a lot.

All the concubines and concubines also laughed, and the maids secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Some people quietly knelt on the ground to clean up the fragments of the flower pot, and another person gently brought in the copper pot and wiped it with a white handkerchief. Dust on the carpet.

It was quickly cleaned up, and even the scent of the peony flowers magically disappeared, as if this had never happened.

A farce seems to be about to end like this.

Concubine Xian sat closest to Zhao Xiwei, and her tone was full of concern: "Today I scared Miss Zhao, look, this little face is white, she was originally a porcelain doll. , that makes it even more distressing.”

Zhao Xiwei heard her bring the topic to him, and the nerves that had just relaxed suddenly tensed up again.

Concubine Xian is definitely not virtuous.

But she has no children and was conferred concubine, and she can still fight with noble concubine like this, these two points alone are enough to prove that the strength of concubine Xian should not be underestimated.

Zhao Xi hurriedly stood up and respectfully said, "Thank you for your concern, Concubine Xian, it's just because it's cold today, the body of the minister and the girl can't help but freeze, so she looks paler."

The rules in the palace are strict, and no one will talk nonsense.Those words that seem light and fluffy have other deep meanings behind them.

Concubine Xian said that she was so frightened that her face turned pale. If she did not know the importance of answering this, it would be disrespectful to the queen mother and resentful to the imperial concubine.

Noble people can be wrong, and it is always the one with low status who is wrong.

Zhao Xiwei stayed in the Changxin Palace for only an hour, but he had already realized this truth.

Concubine Xian's movement of serving tea was light.

Unexpectedly, this girl from the Zhao family is so smart.

His eyes deepened a little, and he looked at Zhao Xiwei.

I saw her sitting on the side, quietly, without the slightest restraint, but without a trace of slack.

Like a fish swimming in shallow water, it can gently avoid the hooks placed by others time and time again.

But so what?
The imperial concubine smiled softly, she could even subdue the imperial concubine herself, so she didn't believe that a little wild girl could pull out this Wuzhi Mountain.

(End of this chapter)