The Virtuous Concubine of the Qing Dynasty

Chapter 89 Love Poetry (2)

Concubine Yi's birthday party lasted very late this time, and when everyone was about to leave, Jiao Rong took a sharp look at Yinti among the crowd.Now Yinti is no longer the cute little fat boy he used to be. The child's figure is much slimmer, and he has also become very tall and straight, with the appearance of a royal son.

Jiao Rong caught up with him a few steps, and shouted behind him: "Big Brother!"

Hearing the sound, Yinti and the maids of Qixiang Palace who were dedicated to taking care of Yinti stopped in their tracks, and turned their heads to look at Jiaorong together.

The moment she really met Yinti's eyes, Jiaorong was a little stunned.Yinti in her memory was always full of domineering, innocence and arrogance of a child, but now Yinti's eyes are full of maturity and calmness, very much like the Yinti of back then.At this moment, Jiaorong stood still, looking at Yinti always felt a little strange.

The court lady next to Yinti looked very young, she obviously didn't know that Jiaorong used to be a member of Yougui's palace, she looked at Jiaorong suspiciously, and asked Yinti: "Brother, who is this?" ?”

Yinti took a few glances at Jiaorong, then slightly retracted his gaze, and said in a very calm but childish voice: "It's nothing, someone I know."

The court lady was even more puzzled by this answer, so she had no choice but to ask: "Then are you going to have a word with her? The imperial concubine is going back to the palace right now."

Yinti glanced lightly at Jiaorong for the last time, the child's pure eyes were a little darker, said "no need" slightly, turned around, and left without looking back.Seeing this, the maid looked at Jiaorong in the distance inexplicably, and had no choice but to follow and leave.

Jiaorong stood quietly watching Yinti's actions, her expression gradually became stiff, staring at the place where Yinti left, unable to calm down for a long time.Yinti's changes over the past year, as well as her indifference towards her, seemed to tell her that this is not what it used to be, and she is not the same as when she first entered the palace.The innocence and simplicity of young people will eventually be filled with bloody pools and drunken cups along with the wind and rain in the Forbidden City.

The Forbidden City is the most powerful place in the whole world, but it is also the place where people are sharpened the most. Not only the bones of the body are sharpened, but also the hearts of the people who have undergone cleansing.

As the masters of the various palaces left Chengqian Palace one by one, Jiaorong also slowly retreated to her dark corner, and cleaned up the mess with other ordinary maidservants.It's just that what she didn't know was that when she was retreating alone in the darkness and being ignored by everyone, the most noble gaze belonging to the emperor in the whole world was staring at her tightly, affectionately, burningly, and never. Exhausted.

In the morning of the second day, the emperor finished his morning court and was looking at the papers piled up on the table in Qianqing Palace. He took a short break in the middle, dusted off the tea in his hand, and said softly, "Liang Jiugong."

"The slave is here." Liang Jiugong, who was yawning secretly, quickly raised his head. Seeing the emperor's pensive expression, various questions about Jiao Rong began to flash in his mind, ready to respond at any time.

The emperor pursed his lips, looked into the distance with a pair of deep eyes, and said in a low voice: "Is there any way to make me not appear to be lowering my self-worth, but also let others feel my sincerity?"

Hearing this, even though he was mentally prepared, Liang Jiugong's expression turned ferocious in an instant, and thousands of mental activities turned into a cry: "Ah?"

The next second, Liang Jiugong licked his lips when he received the emperor's piercing eyes, and responded in embarrassment and helplessness: "Your Majesty, you are embarrassing this slave too much. I don't understand what you mean."

Regarding this, the emperor glanced at Liang Jiugong with a little disgust, and said speechlessly: "It's just how to show favor so that it doesn't appear to be cheap. Do I have to make it so clear?"

Now Liang Jiugong reacted instantly, "Oh, I understand, I understand."

Then, Liang Jiugong pursed his lips and thought quickly. After a long time, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he suggested: "Your Majesty, I heard that if a man in the folk wants to express his love to the woman he loves, I will write a love poem in my own hand and give it to that woman."

Hearing this, the emperor's expression was a little weird. He seemed to be pondering for a while, and said lightly: "As far as that silly girl's cultural accomplishment is concerned, do you think she can understand it?"

Hearing this, Liang Jiugong let out an "uh" and looked at the emperor for a moment. In order to let himself have something to say, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Although Miss Jiaorong hasn't studied much, she is smarter than ordinary people." , will surely comprehend the emperor's intention."

The emperor seemed to have some concerns, but he obviously couldn't think of any solution, so he nodded after a while, reached out to pick up the writing brush on the table, and began to think about the poem.

After deliberating for a while, the emperor slowly put the brush back on the pen holder, took the rice paper in his hand, and read the words on the paper. After reading it for a while, he rolled it up and handed it to Liang Jiugong: "Take it." .”

Liang Jiugong took two steps forward, bowed and took the paper from the emperor's hand, he was puzzled and said, "Is the servant directly taking it to Chengqian Palace?"

The emperor picked up the folder on the table again, sighed, and said calmly: "You don't need to show Concubine Yi, just hand it to her."

Hearing the sound, although Liang Jiugong was a little surprised, he was only stunned for a second, and then replied softly: "Yes."

In Chengqian Palace at this moment, Jiaorong is serving Concubine Yi's flowers, and Concubine Yi herself is called by Concubine Zhao to Qixiang Palace to play chess together.Jiaorong was cutting the dead leaves of the flowers when Liang Jiugong was brought in by Yizhu.

"Miss Jiaorong." Liang Jiugong nodded respectfully to Jiaorong, and his voice was also very gentle and polite.

Jiao Rong turned her head slowly, saw that it was Liang Jiugong who came, raised her eyebrows lightly, put down the things in her hands, and saluted Liang Jiugong, "Eunuch Liang?"

Jiaorong originally thought that the emperor was looking for something for Concubine Yi, and just wanted to tell Liang Jiugong that Concubine Yi was in Qixiang Palace, but in the next second, Liang Jiugong suddenly presented a roll of paper, Jiaorong was slightly taken aback, and only heard Liang Jiugong say: "Miss Jiaorong, this is written to you by the emperor himself."

When she heard that the emperor was looking for her, Jiao Rong's face darkened instantly.She said that she really didn't want to have anything to do with the emperor.

But Jiaorong still respected Liang Jiugong very much. Out of politeness, she stretched out her slender fingers to take the rice paper in Liang Jiugong's hand, looked at him suspiciously with her eyes, and slowly opened the paper.

Liang Jiugong raised his eyelids, watching Jiaorong open the scroll and staring at the words on it.Liang Jiugong originally thought that Jiaorong's expression would show surprise and panic, but what he didn't expect was that Jiaorong's eyes suddenly revealed a deep impatience.

Then, before Liang Jiugong could react, Jiaorong muttered "I'm full", raised her feet and strode out.

(End of this chapter)