The imperial concubine is favored by the Six Palaces again

Chapter 232
On the other end, Yuan promised to lean on the soft couch with a bit haggard to support his head.

Xi Meiren sat aside and comforted her.

Yuan promised that she didn't sleep well last night, and there was a faint bruise under her eyes, but it was not as serious as Ning Xiaoyuan's.

Seeing Yuan Xu's poor spirits, Beauty Xi sat for a while and then went back.

Instead of bothering others, it is better to ask Yuan to promise to take a good rest.

After Beauty Xi left, Yuan Xu propped his head in thought for a while before going to bed to rest.

Xi Meiren went back to her courtyard, inexplicably wanting to eat crayfish again.

She really misses that taste, but the dining room will not provide her with crayfish no matter what.

Xi Meiren walked around the courtyard twice worryingly.

Forget it, the baby is important, it's not too late to eat after the baby is born.

Thinking of this, Ximei suppressed the thoughts in her heart.

But not long after she suppressed it, Beauty Xi felt a little restless, she really wanted to eat it.

At any rate, Beauty Xi went to sleep early at night, and she didn't think about it when she fell asleep.

Meng Chengye originally planned to visit Ning Xiaoyuan, but he didn't expect to miss it. When the maid said that Ning Xiaoyuan was with Jiang Yuming, Meng Chengye gave up and went back home.

At that time, Ning Xiaoyuan spread out on Jiang Yuming's bed: "Yuming, your bed is so soft."

Jiang Yuming came over with a bowl of calming soup: "Come and drink the medicine, I'm used to sleeping on a softer bed, so I asked them to add two more layers."

Ning Xiaoyuan took the Soothing Soup and drank it down, Jiang Yuming took another bowl, did a little bit of mental building, and felt bored.

Ning Xiaoyuan who was on the side burst out laughing: "Every time I see you drinking medicine, it's like going to die. It was the same last year, and it's the same this year."

Jiang Yuming was a little vague with the candied fruit in her mouth: "There is no way, Luoxia said that the good medicine tastes bitter."

She has a lifelong dream now, which is to drink a bowl of sweet medicine.

After drinking the calming soup, the two soon fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Ning Xiaoyuan talked a few words in her sleep, and Jiang Yuming got up in a daze to comfort her and then went back to sleep.

Today's night is not bad, at least Ning Xiaoyuan is not a continuous nightmare.

In addition to Meng Chengye's birthday in July, the Queen Mother's birthday is also in July, but Meng Chengye's is at the beginning of July, and the Queen Mother's is at the end of July.

It's just that the queen mother didn't return to the palace in previous years, and the birthday of the queen mother in previous years was not very grand.

Meng Chengye originally meant to give the Empress Dowager a good birthday, but the Empress Dowager refused, saying that it was because she was used to being clean, and this year is not a whole birthday, so it would be better to spend a little time.

Jiang Yuming found out about this from Concubine Liu Gui when he said hello on the fifteenth day.

Jiang Yuming thought about it carefully, and asked someone to find a bracelet of Buddhist beads carved by the master himself as a birthday present for the Queen Mother.

After all, the Empress Dowager worships Buddha all the year round, so she should be happy to see these things.

On the Empress Dowager's birthday, Meng Chengye specially recruited a troupe to perform for the Empress Dowager.

Jiang Yuming looked at the dishes on the table that were similar to those on Meng Chengye's Longevity Day, and smiled helplessly.

Sure enough, the dishes at the banquet in the palace were almost the same.

Seeing that there were crayfish in the dish, Jiang Yuming, who hadn't eaten crayfish for several days, ate a plate of crayfish with a good appetite.

Jiang Yuming ate with gusto for singing and dancing. As for singing and dancing, Jiang Yuming didn't like to watch them very much.

Appreciating singing and dancing is not as important as cooking?

(End of this chapter)