Don't help me, I can sit up by myself

Tian Lingyue paused.

"I brought a box of good astragalus from my house and will send it to your house later."

Tian Lingyue suddenly stared at Shi Jing: "You think it's great if your family has money, don't you?"

史景
Tian Lingyue had never spoken to Shi Jing in such a tone, and with that look in her eyes, it seemed like she could have Shi Jing cremated on the spot.

Shi Jing was a little stunned, thinking that Tian Lingyue had been sick for a few days and was confused.

Tian Lingyue held on to the railing of the corridor and murmured: "Your family is rich. Ever since you entered Yongfu Hall, you have been giving money everywhere, giving money to the serving maids, giving money to the serving eunuchs, and even the Ertiao who spread the news. You gave me money on a monthly basis, and now you are giving me money back to my mother. Are you comparing me to those palace maids and eunuchs?"

史景
Shi Jing's mother only had a daughter, and she had pampered her since she was born. If she didn't like reading, she wouldn't read. Now she couldn't even memorize "Women's Rules" and "Women's Training", so that didn't matter, as long as she could spend time Money is all that matters. As long as the money can be spent, most of the troubles can be solved. Shi Jing did not expect that Tian Lingyue would misunderstand just spending money.

"Although I am poor and humble, I have dignity. Once I enter the palace, I am also a woman in the emperor's harem. You cannot trample on me casually. Shi Jing, stop trampling on others with your money. No one wants to be inferior to others and accept charity."

史景
As the night fell, the cold wind blew Tian Lingyue's shirt, and she strode away resolutely, leaving Shi Jing with a confused look on his face.

In the pavilion, Du Jiyan opened the letter in his hand.

This letter, said to be a letter, is just a piece of paper, a blank piece of paper. It is not a letter written by Tian Guang to Tian Lingyue at all.

As the saying goes, a thief has a guilty conscience. Du Jiyan just deceived Tian Lingyue, and Tian Lingyue fell into the trap and told everything about her.

"Shi Jing, what should I do if a friend of mine does something bad?" Du Jiyan was worried.

"Where did I go wrong? If you tell me, I can't correct it."

"I mean, what if someone wants to harm us?"

"Impossible. Who in this palace would dare to harm us. Now that you are so favored, who would dare to harm the concubine?"

Du Jiyan
Seeing that it was the Chrysanthemum Festival, a chrysanthemum banquet was to be held. The queen asked the concubines in the harem to prepare some performances, such as dancing, singing, opera, or writing poems about chrysanthemums, to liven up the atmosphere.

Dance, forget it, flash your waist again.

Singing, tone deaf.

Singing, I have no attainments in this area.

I can only compose poetry.

Du Zhiyan is familiar with the task of writing poetry.

Shi Jing was holding the brush in a daze, and the inkstone was so scratched by her that sparks were coming out, and she couldn't write anything. Writing poetry was not her strong point, but it would kill her.

"You don't have to write it. I'll give you one as a gift after I write it." Du Jiyan said.

Shi Jing put the brush on the pen holder, rubbed his wrist and fiddled with the white candle: "Sister Tian doesn't like to talk to us lately. She even said some inexplicable words that day in the Imperial Garden."

Du Jiyan took the pen from the pen holder and dipped it lightly in ink.

Du Jiyan found out about Tian Lingyue, and it was normal for her to break up with them.

Some things can be dealt with perfunctorily if not revealed.

Once it's broken, there's no turning back.

"Du Jiyan, did someone offend Sister Tian?"

"It's not impossible."

"You offended her?"

"perhaps."

"Why did you offend her? Just make amends to her. Recently, she goes out early and comes back late, and she doesn't like us. Everyone lives in Yongfu Hall, how awkward it is."

Du Jiyan also felt that recently Tian Lingyue went out early and came back late, even wearing the stars and the moon.

During this period, Tian Lingyue visited Changle Palace more than once.

Meng Yuzhu always looked at her with a condescending look.

Tian Lingyue is not outstanding in appearance, her family has no money, and her clothes are not outstanding.

In the harem, he was almost invisible to everyone.

It's the same this time.

Tian Lingyue wore a dark green plain shirt with her hair in a low bun with a plain silver hairpin inserted into it. She knelt on the cold steps of Changle Palace. Meng Yuzhu leaned on the warm couch with his back and looked at her coldly. kneel.

Sweet potatoes are roasting on the small stove, and the fire is full of smoke. The sweet potatoes gradually turn brown. These are sweet potatoes brought as tribute. The sugar content is very high, and the sweetness can be smelled from a distance.

The winter is bleak, and the roasted sweet potatoes are steaming in the brocade tent.

The palace maid peeled off the skin of the roasted sweet potato, cut it into small pieces with a silver knife, then put it on a gold plate, put a gold fork on it, and handed it to Meng Yuzhu.

Meng Yuzhu pierced a piece of sweet potato with a golden fork and ate it, then asked the palace maid to put out some red radish charcoal.

It was a little hot in the hall, and Meng Yuzhu's thin shirt got wet.

Tian Lingyue knelt there and her teeth chattered.

After a while, Meng Yuzhu used sweet potatoes and drank the chrysanthemum tea handed over by the palace maid, then asked Tian Lingyue to get up and gave him a low stool.

After kneeling for a long time and suddenly getting up, Tian Lingyue almost fainted, her legs trembled unconsciously, and she felt that the hall was empty.

"Aren't the little hooves of Yongfu Palace very proud now?" Meng Yuzhu asked.

Tian Lingyue lowered her head and did not dare to answer.

"You haven't done what you were asked to do. Now those little hooves are getting more and more proud. I heard that in a few days, when the Yongning Palace is fully repaired, she will be allowed to move in. So, what do I want from you? Use? What are you doing here again?"

"My slave and my mother, Zhang, are humble and depend on my empress to take care of me. Without my empress, my slave and my mother would not be what they are today. Now that it is cold, my mother is panting even more. I ask my empress to have mercy and let the doctor go more often."

"If I hadn't sent a doctor to treat your mother, I'm afraid she wouldn't be alive now. But you have to know that there are only permanent benefits in the palace. You can't help me, so why should I go to all the trouble to help you?"

"This slave is willing to saddle the horse for the queen and let the queen drive her."

"Why should I believe you?"

"The empress is very beautiful and proficient in dancing. She has no family background to support her, so she is subordinate to others. How can the empress walk in the palace without a right and left arm? Although the slaves are stupid, they are loyal to the empress and are willing to serve her." Tian Lingyue He took off the silver hairpin from his hair and pointed it at his face: "When serving in the palace, the most important thing is beauty. If the empress does not believe in the loyalty of the servant, the slave will be willing to disgrace himself, even if he becomes a sweeping slave to serve the empress, The slave is also willing."

The hairpin is sharp and gleams with cold light.

Tian Lingyue held the hairpin tightly with firm eyes.

There was an air of gloominess in Changle Palace.

The maids looked at Meng Yuzhu nervously.

Meng Yuzhu picked up the wishful cake with a golden fork without raising her head: "Then you can disfigure yourself and show me. Don't worry, even if you can't serve the emperor, you can still serve me."

Tian Lingyue secretly gritted her teeth, held the hairpin and pointed it at her face. Seeing blood dripping from her face, under the gaze of the people around her, she became cruel and pressed the hairpin down a little. Finally, she cried Throwing the hairpin to the ground: "Mother, I can't let you go."

Meng Yuzhu picked up the hairpin and inserted it back into Tian Lingyue's hair. Then she took her hand and asked the palace maid to bring the red radish basin over for Tian Lingyue to keep warm.

When Tian Lingyue stopped trembling, Meng Yuzhu said: "If you have the courage, I will give you some more opportunities. I will take care of your mother for a while. You can go back."

The sky is even gloomier.

Looking up, the whole sky is like an old year's straw blanket pressing down on our heads and faces.The palace walls are towering, lined with red walls, and blue rubble stretches in sequence.

It looks like it's going to snow.Depressed and low.

There are dozens of dark green corridors that seem to never end.

Tian Lingyue staggered out of Changle Palace, took out a handkerchief and pressed the blood on his face, looked up at the gloomy sky at the four corners, stuffed the bloody handkerchief back into his sleeve, and returned to Yongfu Palace resolutely. .

The maid refilled Meng Yuzhu's tea and added two pieces of charcoal.

The cold wind howled, causing the embroidered door stop of Changle Palace to sway.

"Does your Majesty believe in Tian Xiunv's loyalty? She said that she would cut her face and serve her wholeheartedly. It seems to be just a lie. She couldn't do it. My Majesty also saw it."

"If she really scratches her face, then I will not use her anymore. In this deep palace, what use is there for a concubine who has no face to see others? When I asked me to check the family background of the show girls, She is the only one who has a weakness and is being manipulated by me now. My family background is mediocre. After Ming Chang died, I have no right-hand man. The queen now has her younger sister to help me. It is the time for me to use people. Keeping her can only do good."

Yongfu Hall.

Du Jiyan had copied two poems, one for himself and one for Shi Jing.

The ink was still wet on the rice paper, so Du Jiyan spread it out and fanned it carefully with his hand.

Just when Tian Lingyue came back, she opened the second door of Yongfu Hall and brought in a gust of wind, which caused the rice paper on the table to fly up.

Shi Jing hurriedly chased the rice paper and accidentally bumped into Tian Lingyue, only to find a small scar on her face that was bleeding.

"Sister Tian, ​​are you injured? Does it hurt? Do you want to call the imperial doctor?" Shi Jing was still warm-hearted.

Tian Lingyue just turned her face away coldly: "Don't bother."

Du Jiyan just packed up the rice paper.When Shi Jing fell asleep in the middle of the night, Du Jiyan put on his clothes and talked to Tian Lingyue in the corridor of Yongfu Hall.

It's late at night, and only the shadows of lights keep people company.

Du Jiyan leaned on the railing, and Tian Lingyue stood outside the window.

In the past, Tian Lingyue liked to be close to Du Jiyan no matter what she did, but now the two of them were getting farther and farther apart, separated by a long corridor.

"What happened to your face?"

"It happened accidentally." Tian Lingyue was still lukewarm: "If you have anything to say, just say it. Now that it has happened, no one needs to cover it up."

Tian Lingyue did not tell where her injury came from, and she seemed to be on guard.

Du Jiyan didn't want to break the pot and ask for trouble: "I'm just telling you that Shi Jing and I will not expose you."

If Tian Lingyue were to expose Tian Lingyue, Tian Lingyue would be deprived of her position as a show girl at the least, or she would be deprived of her position and even sent to the Department of Punishment to suffer punishment.She is just a beautiful girl and has no family background, so the people of the Shenxing Department will not be polite to her.

But the thought of Ms. Zhang having to send her to the palace even though she was selling iron is pitiful to the hearts of parents all over the world, and they can't bear it.

"Really? Why should I believe you?" Tian Lingyue lowered her head.

"It's fine if you don't want to believe it."

The stars are thin.

Xuan Yue is halfway down.

Tian Lingyue looked up at the chaotic sky and said coldly: "Ever since my father betrayed my mother, I no longer trust people."

The second door of Yongfu Hall opened, and Shi Jing came out with her shoes on. With sleepy eyes, she was a little surprised when she saw Du Jiyan and Tian Lingyue standing in the dark night: "What are you two talking about outside if you don't sleep? Participate in the chrysanthemum Are you going to co-star in a show?"

Tian Lingyue didn't answer and turned around and entered the hall.

This made Shi Jing unable to sleep.

It always felt like Tian Lingyue had changed her head recently. She was very indifferent to her and Du Jiyan, and she was like a hedgehog who would get pricked if she got close to her.

It's really unpredictable.

Soon it’s the Chrysanthemum Festival.

The Queen's hard work these days is not in vain. Large areas of chrysanthemums are placed in the Imperial Garden. The red ones are like the sunset, the white ones are like the snow accumulated in December, the yellow ones are bright and brilliant, and the purple ones are low-key and noble.

The imperial garden in winter becomes much brighter because of these chrysanthemums.

In the past month, every time there was a morning meeting, the Queen dismissed everyone early just to take care of these flowers.The hard work paid off, and now the queen is sitting among the flowers, smiling brightly and looking much better.

Since entering the palace, she has no accomplishments in serving the queen mother. Now on this Chrysanthemum Festival, she did not disappoint the queen mother. At least she is qualified as a gardener. All the eunuchs in the flower room can testify to this.

The water is flowing, and the banquet is prepared.

The Queen Mother and the Emperor were full of praise for the chrysanthemums made by the Queen.

After admiring the chrysanthemums, it’s time to show off your talents again, so the atmosphere still needs to be lively.

The Queen Mother thought to herself that the Queen had at least achieved something in her career, and it would be a honor for the Wei family to have the Queen sleep with her once, so she said kindly: "Queen, it's not easy to raise these flowers. Look at the Ai family. Chrysanthemums are also very popular with the emperor. Tonight, you go to the Taihe Palace to talk to the emperor about chrysanthemums."

The Queen leaned over and saluted: "Queen Mother, there is no need to go to Taihe Palace to talk. I just talked to the Emperor."

The Queen Mother tried to help the Queen up the tree, but the Queen kept falling bald.

The Queen Mother felt helpless: "I can talk about it again after I've said it."

"The emperor wants to turn over the cards at night, so I won't go into it."

Queen Mother...

Yes, yes, at night, the emperor turns over the cards and chooses someone to sleep with. Aren’t you, the queen, included?Why did you choose yourself?
The queen is so humble.

As the mother of the country, the queen has such a humble and tolerant character that ordinary people cannot learn.

"I will reward the queen with ten silver coins." The emperor is not stingy either.

The queen got the money and was so happy that she drank two more cups of fruit wine.The ten pieces of white money covered her monthly salary.

The Queen Mother hates the fact that iron cannot be made into steel: "I am obsessed with money."

The queen smiled and said, "Thank you, Queen Mother, for the compliment."

"Not only is he obsessed with money, but he also has long ears."

The Queen's talent show was just missed.

The emperor named Du Jiyan to perform.

Du Jiyan had already retreated back knowingly, but was still pulled out by the emperor.

A few days ago, she had to go to bed one after another, which was a bit overwhelming. After all, it is the right way to spread the rain and dew equally, and women who monopolize in the palace will not end well.

Du Jiyan deliberately kept a low profile and took out the poem he had written before.

"One piece after another, two pieces, three pieces, four or five pieces, six pieces, seven pieces, eight or nine pieces, flying into the reed flowers are gone."

The emperor looked around and couldn't understand what the poem had to do with chrysanthemums.

Meng Yuzhu peeled a pomegranate for the emperor: "Your Majesty, Du Changzai's poems seem to have nothing to do with chrysanthemums."

Du Jiyan didn't hide it, "Your Majesty, I'm sorry, I'm off topic."

"Du Jiyan, you are regressing so fast." The emperor put his ear into her ear and said bitterly: "You are not very capable of comparing poems with me in the Palace of Supreme Harmony, and you can't even take a break for twenty capitals. Today This poem has a perfunctory feel to it, are you trying to perfunctory me?"

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