imperial psychologist

Chapter 121 When You Are Old
Baoyuan's nails were almost dug into the flesh, and her gaze could not be restrained fixed on the direction of the announcement.

Could there be a worse situation than this?

Now that everyone is watching, even if people don't say it, they will inevitably compare the empress and Lin Jieyu in their hearts.

If the empress could come here earlier, at least she still has some preconceived impressions...

Thinking of this, Baoyuan felt his whole heart be pulled.

If the time went back ten years, when the empress was still seventeen or eighteen years old, would Lin Jieyu still dare to be as arrogant as she is today?Not to mention openly wearing similar clothes like this, I am afraid that even standing next to Qu Shi will make her feel ashamed for a long time.

"The empress is here." Bai Ling gently stood on tiptoe and said with a smile.

The crowd has warmed up again.

Whispering and teasing are everywhere, and many newcomers to the palace have hardly seen this imperial concubine who wanted to die four times.

The noble concubine Qu Shi is a person who lives in legends, whether it is her astonishing beauty and dancing posture in the past, or her ups and downs in the past six months.

"Finally willing to come out to meet people."

Bo Ling heard a female voice nearby whispering softly to the female relative beside her.

"I visited Chengqian Palace last time, and I could see through the gauze curtain that people are dying."

The man continued.

There was a "tsk tut" sound from all around, and someone answered, "Really?"

"That's right, a woman gives birth to a child..." The female voice snorted, "If you are old and yellow, you are a night pearl, and you will also become dead fish eyes..."

These words obviously fell into Bao Yuan's ears - because her shoulders were already trembling slightly from the suppressed anger and injustice.

Bai Ling gently took her hand.

Baoyuan glanced sideways at Bai Ling, then gently pushed her hand away, "I'm fine."

The first thing that attracted everyone's attention was a string of lanterns, which were firmly held in the hands of the palace people, like water lanterns floating in the air.

Emperor Jianxi got up and walked slowly towards Qu's direction.Like everyone else, he stretched his neck to look at the figure behind the lantern.

Concubine Gui and Concubine Ning supported each other and slowly appeared in everyone's sight.

Qu's pace was very slow, her eyes kept falling on the ground not far in front of her, while Concubine Ning stared at everything in front of her with burning eyes.

"I, I kind of..."

"Not afraid."

The hand in Ning Bin's sleeve tightly grasped Qu Shi's.

When the power came, Qu took a deep breath, and slowly raised his eyes to look forward.

Emperor Jianxi has already approached.

The eyes of many people also overlapped heavily.

Not far away, Baoyuan suddenly let go of the hand that had been pinching her fingertips—Qu did not wear the red beige tonight, but changed into a golden blue pair of skirts.

Under the double reflection of the night and the lights, the golden blue dress presents a kind of translucent sapphire blue.

There is no gold ornament on the imperial concubine's head, only a white jade hairpin is inserted obliquely in it, the previous high bun is gone, replaced by a soft and drooping bun and swallowtail.

Many people frowned slightly. Even if tonight was really just a family banquet in the palace, the concubine's attire was too casual.

This is simply taking the palace as their own backyard.

"Your majesty." Concubine Ning and the imperial concubine saluted together.

Emperor Jianxi didn't say anything, but approached slowly, took Qu's other hand, and gently held it in his arms.

The three of them walked a very long way from the stone road to the main seat of the garden party.

Even in the darkness, everyone could see the rumored beautiful woman's slightly loose skin, nasolabial folds at the corners of her mouth... and many other details about her absence.

The six months of being ill made Qu's originally well-proportioned muscle lines disappear. She lost a lot of weight. The most obvious place is the neck, where the slightly drooping wrinkles are directly exposed. She didn't even choose a stand-up collar. The top is in the way.

"I haven't seen you for a long time." Emperor Jianxi said in a low voice, "I'm very happy that you can come out for a walk tonight."

Qu Shi lowered his head and smiled. "The concubine is getting old."

Emperor Jianxi looked back at her, feeling tenderness in his heart.

He gently squeezed Qu's hand, and smiled, "... I am old too."

Hearing this exclamation, the palace servant who was dedicated to recording the emperor's words and deeds was slightly taken aback, and even his pen stopped there for a while.

Only then did Qu slowly raise his head, his eyes fell on Emperor Jianxi, and he smiled slightly, "It's been 11 years in a flash..."

Emperor Jianxi sighed, and pressed Qu's hand on his heart, "Stop talking about that, let's watch the fireworks."

Seeing Emperor Jianxi leading the imperial concubine to the seat, Jia Yuchun lit up fireworks at the right time. Under the sudden sound of the sky and the bright stars suddenly exploding above his head, Jia Yuchun felt chills all over his body.

He has been staring at Emperor Jianxi tonight from the corner.

Wave after wave of beautiful and beautiful couples passed by the two of them like flowing water. Emperor Jianxi laughed heartily several times, but he never let go of Concubine Qu's hand.

Sitting there, Mrs. Qu talked with Concubine Ning from time to time, and most of the time she just looked at something indifferently—the night sky?star?And the wine glasses in front of the table, or the crowd suddenly cheering somewhere...

Although she has gradually begun to age, she still has the cruel nature inherent in all beautiful women.Because he knew that he had the chance to win, he just stood aside and watched group after group of young beauties coming up to waste his efforts.

Jia Yuchun took out a sweat towel and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"I'm tired."

A slightly old voice came from behind, causing Jia Yuchun's heart to beat suddenly, only to find it was Huang Chongde when he turned around.

"Godfather!" Jia Yuchun bent down hastily, "Are you looking for your son?"

"It's okay, the emperor asked me to go around too, I see you staring here, so I'll take a look." Huang Chongde spoke slowly, always with the benevolence of an elder.

Jia Yuchun's back bent even lower.

"You're busy." Huang Chongde waved his hand and was about to turn around when Jia Yuchun suddenly called out "Godfather!" from the bottom of his heart, then knelt down and kowtowed to Huang Chongde.

"What is this for?" Huang Chongde said indifferently.

Jia Yuchun didn't explain, "My son has been in Meng Lang before. When I go back tonight, I ask my godfather to punish me!"

Huang Chongde smiled, stepped forward to help Jia Yuchun up, turned around and left without saying anything.

……

Bo Ling stood alone in front of a bonsai bonsai that no one was watching.

The most frightening thing tonight was dispelled invisibly. Although Bao Yuan hadn't had time to ask what was going on, she had already written her happiness on her face.

After the opening of the fireworks, Bao Yuan told Bo Ling that she could go for a walk in the garden for the first time.

In fact, the young palace people in each palace had already played around in the courtyard.They were half playing, half enjoying the lively atmosphere under the lights - Emperor Jianxi liked to hear such laughter, and Jia Yuchun had already considered this in the design of tonight's garden party.

"Fourteen," Bo Ling turned his head and looked at the person standing in the shadow not far away, "Can you take a look, how long will it take for this flower to bloom?"

(End of this chapter)