What favor are you fighting for?The empress's harem has won a lot of business

Chapter 1 Dilemma
The same is through time travel, people will be able to go one step further to broaden the sea and sky, and take a step back to lie flat.

Lin Ximeng is different, she can only die.

As the concubine of Xie Chenyu, the least favored sixth prince of the Dasheng Dynasty, who was thrown into the cold courtyard.It looks like a royal, but it has nothing to do with glory and wealth.

First of all, the cheap husband is not in a good position.

The mother died early, the aunt and queen can only calculate, and the emperor's father doesn't care.

Her husband is not easy to mix with, and her situation will only be worse.For example, there are countless big and small bosses looking forward to her hiccup.

The biggest boss is the old queen.

The original owner was the Queen's eyeliner who had placed beside Xie Chenyu. Not only did she fail to complete the monitoring task, but she also exposed her identity. Of course, the Queen wanted to kill her.

Then her husband, Xie Chenyu, found out that such a meticulous little wife was just sent to the cold courtyard to fend for herself instead of being strangled to death by a white silk, she was already a living Bodhisattva alive.

There are also more than a dozen concubines in Xie Chenyu's backyard. Facing a beautiful competitor like the original owner, one of them can drown her with a single spit.

This is not counting the old emperor who ordered to copy her natal family.

The grandfather Meng's family who caused their Lin family to be ransacked.

And that cousin Meng Yuxi, Concubine Meng, who was jealous of her beauty since she was a child and now serves the old emperor in the harem.

It took Lin Ximeng three days to sort out the original owner's troubles.

Finally, she came to the conclusion: all roads lead to Yama.

It's a fucking dog, she died suddenly at work, why can't God take pity on her? !
Lin Ximeng thought that if she hit her head to death, she might be able to wear it back, even if she continued to 996.

On second thought, she is already dead in modern times, so if she really wants to wear it again, it might not be as good as it is now.

Want to cry but have no tears, what is this called! !
"Master, the weather is fine today, let's get up and take a walk."

It was her only maid, Qingqing, who was talking. In my memory, this maid was pretty good, and she didn't abuse her because of her downfall.

"What do you do when you get up, is it an eyesore when you go out?"

The current situation is that she was sent to the cold courtyard for half a month, and lived in the northwest corner of the backyard of the Sixth Prince's Mansion, in a dilapidated place called Wutongxuan.

Remote, dilapidated, unloved, and without money.

In fact, the original owner had died of illness three days ago, probably because his identity was exposed and he died of fright and depression.

Then Lin Ximeng came over and took over such a mess.

Hehehe, awesome!

"You can't say that, master. You've been lying down for three days and three nights, and if you don't get up, you're going to have bedsores on your back."

Lin Ximeng froze for a moment, then stretched out her hand to touch her back, her face changed slightly.

"Then what, go get me some clothes."

In any case, what Qingqing said still makes sense.

Lin Ximeng dressed up and stepped out of Wutong Pavilion for the first time.

The summer sun made her eyes hurt, she raised her hand to cover it slightly, and gradually she could see the surrounding environment clearly.

To sum it up in one word, desolate.

There are quite a lot of trees and weeds, some places are as tall as a person, and all the flowers are dead and there is not a single one.

The rockery is covered with bird droppings, and it looks like it hasn't been cleaned for a long time.

There are layers of fallen leaves on the ground. If you look carefully, the rotten ones underneath are still from last year.

Gee!
"Is there a place with a better view?"

Lin Ximeng walked to the south. Mansions usually face south, and the south is the most respected. She also wanted to see what a good place in the south is like.

Maybe he will die someday, so let's come and see if he doesn't suffer.

Qingqing hesitated to speak, but she didn't stop her.

Lin Ximeng walked south around the rockery full of bird droppings, and it really got better.

In particular, there is actually a pair of black swans floating on a small water lake. They are fat and strong, and someone looks after them carefully.

Lin Ximeng couldn't help but sigh, if this person can't get along well, he might as well be a goose.

Walking through the exquisite corridor on the lake, Lin Ximeng saw a person in the pavilion on the island in the middle of the lake.

The man was wearing a black brocade robe, and was confessing something to the two servants.

Almost instantly, Lin Ximeng wanted to run away.

Mother, that is the sixth prince Xie Chenyu, why is she so unlucky to meet this boss as soon as she goes out.

"stop!"

The sixth prince's voice was not loud, and it just so happened that it fell into Lin Ximeng's ears.

Two words popped out of my mind, it's over.

Kneeling in front of Xie Chenyu, Lin Ximeng was like a rabbit who only saw a tiger, and didn't dare to lift her head.

"What are you running for?"

"The concubine is...suddenly anxious", his muddy mind can only come up with such a lame reason.

Xie Chenyu: "..."

He called her to the study room, and leisurely told her to serve tea and water, tidy up the table, and tidy up the books and picture albums.

The sixth prince was reclining on the grand master's chair, shaking the folding fan, while discussing with his subordinates without hesitation.

The new skinny horses from Ruyi Square on East Street are really beautiful, their skin is so tender that it can almost squeeze out water.

West Street Zuixianlou has just opened a 30-year-old cellar, and the strong aroma of wine can be smelled every three streets.

Lin Ximeng's eyebrows twitched when she heard this, thinking, what kind of dude is this? !

The movement of his hands did not dare to stop.

Half an hour later, the messy study room was tidied up.

The sixth prince directly asked someone to prepare a meal, and ate in the study, and ordered her to serve it.

Lin Ximeng was so timid that she was almost frightened, and she picked up vegetables for him with shaking hands.

Without saying a word about food, Xie Chenyu had dinner and ordered her to wait for the bath.

Lin Ximeng almost collapsed from fright.

The only reason why she didn't fall may be... the eight-pack abs of His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince.

Needless to say, his figure is really perfect. In modern times, even if this person has no money, car or house, Lin Ximeng would still be willing to marry.

Forget it in ancient times, who would want to live with their enemies.

In the wide rosewood bathtub, a handsome man with eight-pack abs was leaning on the edge of the bucket, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Lin Ximeng stretched out her two scrawny paws, and first carefully rubbed his shoulders and back for him, and then the feeling became better and better, and she learned the movements of scrubbing without a teacher.

After an unknown amount of time, the sixth prince turned his head, and his handsome lips twitched slightly.

"What? It's been half a month and you haven't recovered from your illness?"

Lin Ximeng touched it with his hand, only to find that the nosebleed was dripping down to her chin.

"Okay...almost everything is okay", her mind went blank, and she stammered.

"Well, the hall recently hunted a few pieces of silver fox fur. Tomorrow, you can send it to the queen mother, and say that I honor her old lady." Xie Chenyu got up and put on his robes neatly.

Lin Ximeng: "..."

My brain was so buzzing that I even forgot to watch the beautiful boy coming out of the bath.

In his memory, he discovered the letter that the original owner secretly sent to the queen, and that's why he sent her to Wutong Lengyuan to fend for herself.

The euphemism is: This concubine is sick.

Now that the 'illness' is cured, he actually took the initiative to ask her to find the queen?
Puzzled in every possible way, he still agreed.

"Yes!"

(End of this chapter)