Concubine Hanhan's Concubine Gongdou

Chapter 34 The skin is like ice and snow

When the sound of rustling and changing clothes came from behind, the emperor turned his head slowly.

Into the eye is a smooth hair like a waterfall, a piece of ice muscle jade bone is faintly exposed below, two butterfly bones outline a beautiful shape, the thin belt of the apron passes under the butterfly bone, and the slender waist is not enough to hold, What a beautiful back!

Looking at the bottom, the waist is half exposed, and the bottom is the slightly raised buttocks wrapped in the trousers...

The emperor's throat rolled, and it was the first time that he looked at this little concubine like this in the blue sky and daylight. At this time, only one sentence emerged in his mind: "The skin is like ice and snow, and it is as graceful as a virgin."

If it wasn't still during the day, there would still be business in a while, I really want to do it now...

The emperor endured it, turned his head and didn't dare to look again, this little concubine was really born to his liking, and he couldn't look at it any more, and then something happened...

When the lotus was replaced, I found that Lord Long live really didn't look at it, and I thought to myself: Well, Lord Long live is still a decent gentleman, maybe she misunderstood him before.

Although Lianhua doesn't dislike the emperor's trouble now, and thinks that he is very good to her, and even has a different kind of affection for him, but there is still some impression of the emperor in his heart that he always cheated on her. After all, he robbed her at the beginning. The fact that she had two Qinglu teas impressed her too deeply.

Seeing her change, the emperor breathed a sigh of relief, and he almost couldn't restrain himself.

There was nothing on her face. She came to her dressing table and wanted to help her choose matching jewelry. After looking through it, she found that almost all of them were cheap silk flowers, and there was no decent jewelry.

I suddenly remembered that it was the same when he first came. He didn't have any jewelry. Later, he added the silver he had saved before to the ingredients. How could there be any silver to buy jewelry.

The emperor's mood is a bit complicated. Since he ascended the throne, he has cut a lot of expenses in the harem, among which he has cut off the monthly jewelry palace share of the concubines. He believes that the concubines in the harem should still focus on thrift.

Only on New Years and festivals, he would come out of his private treasury and give some jewelry to the concubines and concubines of various palaces.

Lotus looked at the emperor staring at her jewelry box silently, and looked a little wrong, so she also leaned over to look at her jewelry box, and didn't find anything wrong.

"That's all your jewelry?" the emperor said.

"Yeah." Lianhua picked up the newly made wooden hibiscus and compared it to her head. She had to dress up, or it was too late.

"I haven't received jewelry for you in the past few years?" During the festivals, he has rewards for the noble concubine to share. Even if there are fewer, one piece per concubine is still enough, so she doesn't get it?
"Huh? What are you talking about?" Lianhua began to pull her hair into a bun.

"Doesn't anyone give it to you every year?" The emperor's voice was a little dry, he couldn't imagine how miserable she was in a place he couldn't see, but she didn't feel it at all.

"What? Jewelry? There is none in the palace." Lianhua looked at the bronze mirror and nodded with satisfaction. Without looking in the mirror, her bun was not crooked. It was amazing.

The emperor had mixed feelings in his heart and silently watched her pull her hair in a bun. It seemed that the life of the lower-class concubines in the palace was not easy. It was rare for her to live such an optimistic life without any sadness.

A few months ago, she was still vivid in my eyes, and she was so alive at that time, and she couldn't see how hard her life was.

Time was running out, and Lotus couldn't care about the etiquette anymore. She sat directly in front of the bronze mirror and pulled her hair, while the emperor stood by and watched. After a while, she saw that she had combed the bun on both sides. It was really fast and good.

He knew that it would take a lot of time for other women to comb their hair, but he didn't expect her to have this talent.

After combing the hair bun, the lotus flower took a photo from the left and right, and then took out a large and a few small wood hibiscus flowers, and said, "Master, look at this kind of hairpin with a big flower, and a few more hairpins next to it. Duo Xiao, doesn't it look good?" As he spoke, he inserted it.

The emperor stood behind her, looked at her in the bronze mirror, and took the biggest flower, put it on her head, and said, "Not bad."

Lianhua narrowed her eyes with a smile, feeling that Lord Long Live is getting better and better.

He got up and saluted Mr. Long Live, and said to him: "Thank you for the finishing touch, the placement is just right. The slaves are ready, and this is about to pass." He was about to retire.

"No rouge?" The emperor was a little surprised.

Although this little concubine had hardly ever put on rouge on weekdays, her skin was fine, white and tender, with pink in it, and it was nothing if she didn't wear it.

What's more, he didn't love her with rouge, and he felt that it obscured her beauty, which seemed unreal and unnatural.

But on occasions like the flower viewing banquet, he thought she would be there. After all, she seemed to take it seriously, and he knew that all the other concubines wanted to wipe off the powder on their faces.

I remember a few years ago, once he happened to meet a concubine, his face was painted like a dummy, the incense on his body was so strong that he could smell it from a few miles away, and the expression on his face was resentful and eager. It was like a hungry man who saw the meat and called out to the Lord Long Live, which made him extremely nauseated, and asked him to go to the temple to pray for blessings.

Since then, there have been many fewer scenes of chance encounters and competition for favor, but the habit of concubines and concubines has not changed at all. No matter how light the makeup is, they will always rub some powder.

"Ah? Forgot, fortunately there is a reminder from Long Live." After Lianhua finished speaking, she hurriedly sat back in front of the dressing table, turned over one of the small boxes, tapped inside with her fingers, and wiped it on her face. A little more mouth fat, closed the lid and ready to go.

Applying rouge is so easy?Is this a bit perfunctory?
The emperor was a little shocked and a little puzzled, not to mention that it takes the most time for a woman to dress up and apply her face, why did she mix it with water when she arrived at this little concubine?

Seeing that she was about to leave again, the emperor asked, "Aren't you going to draw your eyebrows?"

His hands were itchy, and he wanted to try drawing her eyebrows.

Lianhua hurriedly got up and said, "Master, don't you think that the brows of the slaves and servants are not very good? I don't want to draw them anymore. It's too late, the servants will retire first."

After saying that, he gave a half salute, and then trotted out, shouting, "Xiaoqing, hurry up and hurry up."

The emperor has no choice but to regret, it seems that he can only find a chance next time.

In fact, the flower viewing banquet did not open until nearly an hour later, but who made the lotus low-grade, so he had to go there early and wait, is it possible that concubines with higher grades than hers were waiting for her?

That would be a bit disrespectful. The higher the rank of the concubines in the palace, the later they will arrive. This is a tacit practice. Only concubines like nobles are qualified to make a final appearance.

This time, the concubine also invited the emperor for the flower viewing banquet, saying that she knew that Long Live Master would not dare to disturb him with such trivial matters on weekdays. I hope you can relax, the emperor thought about it and agreed.

In the past few months, he has appeared in the harem only a few times, and it is indeed time to show his face.

But the emperor didn't tell Lianhua, he didn't know if he wanted to see her surprised expression, or if he wanted to see her complaining that he didn't tell her her anger.

He is the emperor, but he doesn't have to go so early, it's not too late to go after the flower viewing banquet.

　Lianhua: Long live Lord, you are a true gentleman
　　Emperor: Cough, you just know

　　Lianhua: Yes, the slaves know today. In the past, the master liked things that were tricked by slaves, so the slaves thought that master... (I don't dare to say more later)

　　emperor:……

　　The emperor is bad, bad, oops, the lotus has been tricked again, hahaha~~
　　Do you like this kind of Long Live Master?
　　Note: "Skin is like ice and snow, graceful like a virgin" from "Zhuangzi·Xiaoyaoyou"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)