The imperial concubine is favored by the Six Palaces again

Chapter 283

It's mid-October now, and the weather is already a little cold. When Jiang Yuming got up, he put on a thinner mandarin jacket.

Now that the camellias had just been transplanted, they looked a little wilted, but the female officer who came to take care of the three camellias said that it was normal after they had just been transplanted, and it would be fine after a while, so Jiang Yuming didn't care too much.

Jiang Yuming's birthday in the palace was particularly grand this year. Because of Jiang Yuming's birthday outside the palace, the properties under the Jiang family's name are still half price as long as they go in and say "Happy Birthday, Empress Shuyuan". Buy something in the store.

This is also the case in previous years, but in previous years it was all called Ms. Jiang, but this year it is called differently.

This is Jiang Yuming's second birthday in the palace, that is to say, a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Yuming leaned on the Chaoshou veranda with some emotion and looked at the scenery in the courtyard. On the other end, the nobleman Bai came over with a bowl of anti-fetal medicine.

Jiang Yuming's nostalgic feelings were suddenly ruined in this bowl of unpalatable anti-fetal medicine.

Although this medicine is not as bitter as other medicines, it is also bitter.

After Jiang Yuming drank the medicine, she no longer felt nostalgic. She went to find the sour jujube cake sent by her ex-sister Wen Xian.

Squeeze the bitterness in your mouth.

A few days later, the weather gradually became colder.

The crabapple tree in the courtyard dropped a pool of leaves.

This year's winter seemed to come a little early. On October 25th, Jiang Yuming woke up early in the morning and it was cold and windy outside.

Jiang Yuming glanced at the sky outside, and fell back to sleep as soon as he fell over.

When it's cold, it's best to lie in bed.

The sewing room had already prepared winter clothes and sent them over. Jiang Yuming naturally had no shortage of clothes here.

After Jiang Yuming lay down enough, he got up to wash up. Bai Guiren looked at Jiang Yuming with a bowl of dark anti-fetal medicine.

"It's getting cold, sister remember to add clothes." Bai Guiren smiled.

Jiang Yuming nodded, picked up the cool medicine on the table and took a sip: "So does Luoxia."

Bai Guiren cleaned up the medicine bowl and asked Jiang Yuming what soup he wanted for lunch, then turned and went to the small kitchen.

After lunch, Meng Chengye came over in the cold wind. At that time, Jiang Yuming was leaning on the soft couch to study the chess record.

"The emperor Jin'an." Jiang Yuming stood up and saluted Meng Chengye.

Meng Chengye pulled Jiang Yuming up and went into the room: "It's cold outside, what are you doing out?"

Although there is no need for charcoal in this season, the wind outside is still freezing.

"Didn't you just watch the emperor come?" Jiang Yuming handed the warm Tang Pozi to Meng Chengye.

Meng Chengye covered it for a while and then returned it to Jiang Yuming: "Look at what I brought you."

Meng Chengye called Yang Fu over as if offering a treasure, and Yang Fu put the things in his hand on the table.

It was a sandalwood food box, and Jiang Yuming looked at Meng Chengye curiously.

Meng Chengye smiled and said, "Open it and have a look."

Jiang Yuming opened it dubiously, and inside were two bunches of bright red candied haws.

Jiang Yuming looked at Meng Chengye with some surprise: "How does the emperor know that the concubine is thinking about this?"

Meng Chengye smiled: "When you were chatting with me before, you said that you wanted to eat candied haws from the streets and alleys, did you forget?"

Jiang Yuming was a little moved: "The concubine is just talking casually."

Meng Chengye pushed the food box towards Jiang Yuming: "Eat it quickly, I will send someone to buy it for you tomorrow."

The wrapped rock sugar on the outside is sweet, and the hawthorn inside is slightly sour. The sweet and sour taste is what Jiang Yuming has been thinking about these days.

(End of this chapter)