The imperial concubine is favored by the Six Palaces again

Chapter 646

I don't know if it's because Jiang Yuming is getting older, but she is getting more and more afraid of the cold now.

But after careful calculation, she is only 23 years old now.

This age was placed in her previous life, and she probably hadn't graduated yet, but now she is the mother of a one-year-old child.

Jiang Yuming was lamenting the impermanence of the world, so Hu Po shook her hair and rubbed it into Jiang Yuming's arms.

Jiang Yuming fiddled with the plum blossoms on the table while petting the cat.

"Master, this month's records from the respect room have been delivered." Emei held a red notebook and handed it to Jiang Yuming.

Jiang Yuming raised his eyebrows: "Why is this month so fast?"

Usually the files are delivered on the 25st of the second month, but today is only the [-]th.

That is to say, Xiaonian, there are still five days before this month ends.

"The father-in-law in the respect room said that the emperor will not enter the harem for the next few days, so he first sent the record file over for the empress to check." Huimei said respectfully.

Jiang Yuming nodded, put down the plum blossom in his hand and opened the December file.

December seems to be a bit busier, Meng Chengye only entered the harem three times, No. 15 was at A Xian's place on the [-]st, and came to her on the [-]rd.

Other than that, Meng Chengye didn't go anywhere.

With just these three records, Jiang Yuming glanced at them and returned them to the father-in-law in the respect room.

In fact, there is nothing to see, left and right are just who the emperor favors.

Jiang Yuming continued to play with her plum blossoms, and Amber, who was nestled in Jiang Yuming's arms, stretched.

Originally, today I was going to Changyin Pavilion to listen to an opera, but Jiang Yuming thought it was cold and asked for leave.

Changyin Pavilion is ventilated on all sides, if it is still snowing today, going there will be starving and freezing.

At this moment, Wen Xian was holding a cold Mrs. Tang sitting at the front, smiling and watching the play on the stage.

Although there was a decent smile on her face, in fact, only Wen Xian knew that her face was going stiff from the wind.

After finally waiting until the end, Wen Xian went back in the warm sedan chair.

We've been busy for several days during the Chinese New Year, no matter how lazy Jiang Yuming was, he always had to go to the New Year's Eve dinner.

For some reason, Jiang Yuming is particularly afraid of the cold now, and everyone else is wearing slim clothes. Jiang Yuming can't wait to wrap herself into a ball.

When Meng Chengye saw Jiang Yuming, he almost couldn't hold back his laughter: "Why do you wear so many clothes like a little old man?"

"Isn't my concubine afraid of the cold?" Jiang Yuming whispered.

Meng Chengye shook his head amusedly, and said softly to Yang Fu beside him: "Send someone to talk to the House of Internal Affairs to add more charcoal fire to Ganquan Palace, so as to save her from freezing."

Yang Fu responded and withdrew.

After the dinner party, Jiang Yuming's first thing was to change to Tang Pozi.

Sitting at the dinner party, Mrs. Tang, who was covering her hands, became cold in a short while. It can be seen that although this winter is auspicious snowfall, the temperature is not auspicious at all.

In the palace, Jiang Yuming took a sip of hot tea before feeling alive.

"Master, drink ginger tea with brown sugar. This slave will remember that your menstruation is coming soon." Mammy Jiang brought over a bowl of hot ginger tea with brown sugar.

Jiang Yuming smiled: "Thank you, Sister."

Mother Jiang smiled and said, "Slave maids should do these things for their masters, how can they afford a thank you from their masters?"

"Okay, what's the point of paying attention to these Chinese New Year's Eve? Did Nanny receive this year's reward?" Jiang Yuming asked, taking a sip of brown sugar and ginger tea.

(End of this chapter)