Chunman Palace

Chapter 7 Threesome

Chang Xiuru was wronged and returned to the palace, full of anger and nowhere to vent, she walked halfway, suddenly turned to Mu Pingting's Fu Jingxuan, and asked: "Shuang'er, go to the palace to get the coral turquoise bat hairpin Come, let me visit Sister Mu."

Shuang'er responded and went to Li Jinxuan where her master lived alone, while the other maids accompanied Chang Xiuru to Fujingxuan first.

The two lived only one palace apart, and Chang Xiuru smelled a faint fragrance when she arrived at the gate of Fujingxuan Palace, and she immediately felt refreshed. When she looked up, she saw that the peonies and irises in the courtyard were in full bloom. , Several pomegranate trees at the entrance of the courtyard also contain flower buds.

Chang Xiuru walked on the cobblestone path, leisurely admiring the scenery in the courtyard.At this time, Fu Jingxuan's maid said: "Did Mr. Chang come to look for my young master? Please come in with your slaves."

Chang Xiuru didn't understand, just nodded and was led into the room.

It was hot in summer, but Mu Pingting was still wearing a jacaranda tasseled brocade dress, sitting at the table drinking ebony tea and flipping through the "Book of Materia Medica".

Without waiting for the maid to report, Chang Xiuru smiled and said inwardly: "Is sister Mu feeling better?

Mu Pingting put down the scroll in her hand, got up and greeted her, and said with a smile, "Please take care of sister Chang, it's much better now." The two said a few words of courtesy, and sat on the chair opposite Mu Pingting.

Chang Xiuru looked around, and saw a square table in Fujingxuan, with two chairs on each side, one side was covered by a red veil, the other side was separated by a white curtain, and There are several portraits hanging on one wall, and upon closer inspection, they are the portraits of the four beauties.

Chang Xiuru felt envious. Although the furnishings here are not luxurious, they are elegant and exquisite.

At this time, Mu Pingting asked, "Why does Sister Chang want to see Sister?"

Chang Xiuru smiled and covered it up: "It's nothing, my sister sees that my sister's health is not getting better, so I came to visit her specially. I wonder if my sister is feeling better now?"

Mu Pingting shook her head lightly: "It's still the same, I don't know when it will recover."

Chang Xiuru sighed in frustration: "The emperor has not come to my sister's Li Jinxuan for a long time. It is very difficult to be lonely in this deep palace... My sister has been good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since she was a child. She could not be like her sister. It's a pity to wait for the grace..."

Mu Pingting smiled lightly, and said with relief: "It's God's will, and I don't want to force it."

Chang Xiuru rolled her eyes, and her words were tentative: "If Sister Mu doesn't dislike her, Yan'er is willing to help Sister Mu and cure Sister Mu's disease."

Mu Pingting was stunned for a moment, then shook her head with a smile, "Sister is kind, I naturally accept it, but the imperial doctor in the palace has treated me for several months and I haven't recovered. Let my sister work hard. If the illness doesn't disappear, wouldn't it be a disaster?" sister?"

When Chang Xiuru heard her rejecting her, she looked embarrassed, but quickly changed the subject and said: "I specially brought this fine coral turquoise bat hairpin for Sister Mu, hoping to make my sister recover from her illness." Then she ordered Shuang'er presents the gift.

I saw that this coral hairpin was extremely exquisite in workmanship, transparent and crystal clear, with a circle of red jade on it, exuding a kind of warm light, and the peony patterns on it were carved lifelike.

Mu Pingting said: "This hairpin is really exquisite workmanship, my sister has a heart." Then she motioned for the maid to bring tea.

Seeing this, Chang Xiuru took it with a smile. When her fingers touched the wall of the cup, she suddenly felt it was scorching hot. She screamed and almost knocked over the cup of tea. It’s hot, is your body really alright?”

Mu Pingting smiled lightly and didn't answer. Her body is indeed not suitable for drinking cold food. She has been treated with medicine these days and has developed a deficiency syndrome. Without any doubts, he ordered Huayue to bring some cold mung bean soup.

Chang Xiuru's complexion changed, and she suddenly thought that Changfu and Mufu were family friends, and the two had been together since childhood, but every summer, Mu Pingting never drank ebony tea or sour plum soup, saying that she smelled the smell of ebony. There will be a burst of turmoil in the stomach of the taste, why now...

With a burst of unfamiliar laughter, Lin Qingyu came in with Huayue carrying a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

"Sister Mu, please try my new pastry, it's still hot." Lin Qingyu smiled sweetly, her eyes were bright and clear, like a deer in the forest.

Chang Xiuru was surprised that the relationship between the two was so close in just a few months, and then suddenly thought of the scene on the day of the palace election, everything seemed logical again, but she still couldn't help but "hum" heavily in annoyance.

Hearing Chang Xiuru's voice, Lin Qingyu turned her head to look, hurriedly put away her smile, handed the pastry plate in her hand to the maid, and said timidly, "I've seen Mrs. Chang."

Hearing this, Chang Xiuru slammed the table, stared and reprimanded: "What are you, you just promised, how dare you treat me so negligently in terms of etiquette!"

"They're all sisters, Ru'er, don't do that." After hearing this, Mu Pingting hurriedly stood up to smooth things over, then turned to Lin Qingyu with a soft smile: "Qingyu, Ru'er is young and ignorant, please don't mind, this girl She is usually spoiled and spoiled, and now she is named a nobleman, so her temper is inevitably a bit arrogant and domineering."

"Yes, I am spoiled and domineering, and I don't blame her." Chang Guiren smiled indifferently, picked up the cup of ebony tea, poured it on Lin Qingyu's hand, and said with a sneer, "I just want to tell you, here is Palace, if you dare to be so disrespectful again, don't blame the Lord for being rude to you!"

Lin Qingyu let out a cry, and hurriedly covered the back of her red hands that were scalded, with tears in her eyes, she tremblingly said: "It's all Qingyu's fault, it offends Chang Gui."

Mu Pingting hurriedly got up to check Lin Qingyu's injuries. Fortunately, the tea was not too hot and no blisters formed, so she took a breath and turned her head to reprimand: "Ru'er, promise to apologize to Lin Qingyu!"

"Sister Mu, don't blame Sister Chang, she didn't mean it." Lin Qingyu lowered her head, biting her red lips lightly, tears streaming down her fair cheeks, with a pitiful look.

Chang Xiuru couldn't help scolding again: "Who is your sister! You look poor and disgusting, do you deserve it?!"

Mu Pingting was a little displeased, so she stopped her and said, "Okay, Ru'er! You can go back first."

Chang Xiuru looked at her in disbelief, her mouth was full of shock, "Sister Mu, are you driving me away?" Seeing that people ignored her, she snorted coldly, her almond eyes were about to draw sharp knives, and stabbed Lin Qingyu hard With one glance, he twisted his waist and walked away.

Mu Pingting sighed, looked up at Lin Qingyu, Lin Qingyu had already lowered her head and silently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, as if nothing had happened just now, Mu Pingting frowned secretly, blaming Chang Xiuru for being too savage.

At this time, Huayue had brought several kinds of plasters for burns. She looked at Lin Qingyu's burned hand again, and there was redness and swelling on it. She couldn't help feeling a little guilty, and helped Lin Qingyu to sit by the bed. Next, she took a purple porcelain box from Huayue's hand, opened it, took some milky white ointment from it, and gently wiped the burnt area with her fingertips.

Lin Qingyu was moved in his heart, but when he thought of the difference in identities between the two, he couldn't help evading in a panic: "How can my sister work so hard, Lingqiao..."

"I'll be fine." Mu Pingting held Lin Qingyu's fingers with the other hand to reassure her, slowly rubbed the milky white ointment into her skin, blew it gently, and asked with concern, "Is it better?"

As soon as the ointment was applied and a few gusts of cold wind sent it, the smell was extremely fragrant, and the burning pain just now was relieved a lot. Lin Qingyu smiled again: "Sister, don't worry, this medicine is really wonderful, it doesn't hurt much anymore."

"That's good." Mu Pingting smiled slightly and closed the medicine box. "This is the ice soul ointment that I used to read the medical classics in my spare time. Made from hives and yellow wax, this ointment can relieve pain and reduce swelling, once a day, it won't leave scars." After that, he handed the purple medicine box to Lingqiao, "Take this ointment, remember to change it for your master every day medicine."

Lingqiao took the medicine box and responded respectfully: "Your servant obeys."

Lin Qingyu's eyes moved slightly, and she said gratefully: "Thank you sister, but Qingyu's injury is not serious, so I didn't need this whole box."

"They're all sisters, you can use them. I still have a lot in this palace, not lacking." Mu Pingting said softly, looking into Lin Qingyu's eyes full of concern.

Hearing these words, Lin Qingyu felt warm in her heart, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and a sense of warmth surged in her heart.

Mu Pingting turned her eyes to see the plate of pastries on the table, and said, "Since my sister has made pastries, she will stay at Fujingxuan later if she has nothing to do. How about choosing a few purses with me? Let's have dinner together too." Yes, I asked Huayue this morning to instruct the small kitchen to make steamed eggs, fried corn, and boned turtle."

Lin Qingyu obediently agreed, Mu Pingting stood up and said, "Sit down first." After taking the purse pattern drawn last night, the two carefully picked out the pattern again.

In Lijinxuan, Chang Xiuru was so angry that she slammed the teacup on the table to the ground, and said resentfully: "What is so shameless! You pretended to be hypocritical and asked Sister Mu to drive me away. Today is really bad luck! Lin Qingyu, you should be damned!" Let's see how I deal with you in the future!"

Seeing that she was about to throw something, the palace maid Shuang'er was so frightened that she quickly persuaded her: "Master calm down, it's not worth it to agree to that lowly thing for Lin's sake!"

"Is she worthy of my anger? She's just a lowly person. When sister Mu is not by her side, I don't think anyone can protect her!" Chang Xiuru gritted her teeth, her face was a little horrifying.

Shuang'er made a point from the side: "Young Master, don't worry about the present, the most important thing is to be favored by the Holy Grace."

Chang Xiuru glared back at her and said: "Don't I know! Concubine Min, that former barbarian doesn't know what tricks she used to dominate the emperor for so long, sooner or later I will..."

"My lord, be careful that the wall has ears." Shuang'er took a breath, quickly grabbed her, and whispered in her ear: "My lord, don't be impatient, Mr. Chang has already..."

After hearing this, Chang Xiuru turned her anger into joy: "Okay, let them go for now, when I become the favorite concubine in the future, I'll see who dares not to respect me!"

(End of this chapter)