She favors the Sixth Palace again

Chapter 22 I am content
Looking back and smiling, it's like an old marriage by the Sansheng Stone.

When he first read this poem when he was young, Ning Zhao was very disapproving.

He was born in an imperial family and didn't believe in these so-called love affairs at all - his mother, Concubine Rong, was said to have a peerless beauty, and his father, Emperor Yongyou, was smitten by her charming smile. None of them can compare to Concubine Rong's smile. When the two were deeply in love, they had vowed to stay together for the rest of their lives.

But the result?

The most indispensable thing in the palace is beauty. No matter how beautiful a face is, it cannot keep the emperor's heart for a long time.Before he could leave a clear mark on his mother's memory, Concubine Rong fell out of favor and died of depression in the palace.

The man had passed away, and the old alliance had long since faded into nothingness. Emperor Yongyou couldn't even think of his son Ning Zhao. It wasn't until he turned 15 years old and it was time to leave the palace and build a mansion that Emperor Yongyou looked at him. The eyebrows that were very similar to Concubine Rong's were dazzled for a moment, and then with a wave of his hand, Ning Zhao was given the nondescript title of "Rong".

The emperor was too lazy to bother and used the word "rong" to recall an old friend he could not even remember in his dreams. However, because of this title, Ning Zhao was criticized as "having no talent, no virtue, only looks", and was very embarrassed.

So Ning Zhao believed in these.

But he happened to meet Yun Yuwei and saw her looking happy and comfortable with another person.

That poem suddenly took root in his heart.

So, he forced this marriage.

"Yu Wei." The scene of their first meeting has not appeared in Ning Zhao's mind for a long time. He deliberately wanted to forget it - it was Yun Yuwei's past without his participation. What he wanted was for him and Yun Yu The present and future of microcommons.

Ning Zhao looked at Yun Yuwei and suddenly choked up: "Let's just live like this, okay?"

Yun Yu was stunned for a moment before he understood.

Normally, she would ignore him.

But now, she has made up her mind.

"Okay." She smiled with her eyes bent.

The promise was so readily made that Ning Zhao felt a little unrealistic; he stretched out his hand and pinched Yun Yuwei's face. It felt soft, warm and alive.

"What's wrong?" Yun Yuwei took his hand off, put it on his pulse, and joked, "You regretted it just after you said it?"

"How is that possible!" Ning Zhao retorted, "I am the emperor and I keep my word!"

Yun Yu glanced at him with a smile and said nothing.

Ning Zhao felt a little guilty.

"You worry about state affairs every day, so don't worry too much about your health." Yun Yuwei put down Ning Zhao's hand and said seriously, "My pulse is heavy and astringent, and my anger is too strong. If this continues in the long run, it is not a good thing."

"Okay." Ning Zhao nodded, not doubting Yun Yuwei's words at all.

Eunuch Defu, who was waiting outside, gave Bai Zhi a thumbs up and whispered: "The imperial concubine still has a way. Your Majesty is so anxious and angry these days, but he doesn't even want to see an imperial doctor."

Bai Zhi was immediately proud: "Our empress is a miracle doctor!"

In the palace, Yun Yuwei gave Ning Zhao a few words, then changed the topic: "I was so sick a few days ago that I didn't even bother to ask about the news that Xishi was going to the palace. Now that I think about it, I really shouldn't. Her entry into the palace is a big event, how are you preparing now? Is there anything I need to do?"

Ning Zhao's eyes suddenly turned cold, but in the next moment, he smiled and said: "These etiquette officials are worried that Miss Qin will not be wronged. You just need to take good care of your health, why bother?" Cherish the time just like my own sister." Yun Yu looked at Ning Zhao slightly and said seriously.

Ning Zhao's heart trembled, and then thousands of worries came to his mind.

My sister?
When Yun Yu called Qin Xi "sister", was it because of their deep friendship or because of Qin Yunzheng?The young general who was patted by Yun Yu with a smile and a cattail leaf fan?
"I know." Ning Zhao smiled and sighed, "Look at you, you were never so solemn when you married me."

"I made you a concubine in a hurry before, and you didn't blame me."

Yun Yu was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "I still blame you? That's too ignorant."

Led by the Queen Mother, few people in the harem looked down upon her, and she had no ambition to be the leader - although she already was.

Ning Zhao shook his head: "Yu Wei, you can ask for more."

Yun Yu smiled slightly and patted his hand: "I'm satisfied."

Late spring struggled for the last time, and was finally caught up by early summer.

The days are getting longer day by day, and the weather is gradually getting hotter. The summer shirts and skirts of the Sixth Palace concubines are cut in more and more patterns, and everyone is becoming more beautiful and light.

"It's so hot!" Zhang Menggui rushed into Fengze Palace with a carefree attitude. Since she entered the palace, she has become familiar with Yun Yuwei and regards Fengze Palace as her own territory.

Seeing her coming, Bai Su pointed to the inner room and shook his head at her with a smile. He brought the chilled plum blossom soup to her and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, please don't drink too much. If you have a stomachache, your Majesty will not spare the slaves." .”

"Sister, the imperial concubine, loves you the most, so I can't bear to punish you." Zhang Menggui couldn't bear to hear it. The sour plum soup with dried osmanthus was still floating in the glass cup, exuding an alluring cold fragrance. She picked up the glass cup and drank it all in one gulp. He couldn't bear to put the cup down, feeling the coolness in his hand, "Good sister, put another piece of ice for me."

"This can't be done." Jin Ziyinzi also advised him.

Zhang Menggui was talking sweet words when Yun Yuwei came out.

When she was about to wake up from her nap, she heard a chirping outside and dimly knew that Zhang Menggui was coming.

When Bai Zhi saw that she was woken up, she was both angry and amused and said: "Zhang Guiren has really regarded our Fengze Palace as his home every day."

Yun Yuwei changed out of her pajamas, shook her head and said with a smile: "She is still young, why do you care so much about her?"

"She's 16, she's not young anymore." Bai Zhi muttered, "Just spoil her."

While she was talking, Bai Zhi's hands were not idle and quickly gave Yun Yuwei a simple homely bun. Yun Yuwei didn't like heavy jewelry, so Bai Zhi simply folded two fresh gardenias and tied them on her temples. Fresh and beautiful, and fragrant in action, it looks particularly fresh and pleasant against her new light green embroidered summer fir and butterfly pleated skirt.

"I just woke up and heard you making trouble outside." Yun Yu said with a smile.

Zhang Menggui's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw her dressing up: "Baizhi is so skillful. My dear sister, please give me a hairpin too."

"You, you," Yun Yu said with a smile, "you are so sweet every day, I think sooner or later I will coax Angelica dahuricae and Baisu into your palace."

"Sister, the imperial concubine, is reluctant to bear it." Zhang Menggui was sitting obediently waiting for Angelica dahurica to give her a hairpin. After the hairpin was done, he immediately took a palm-sized mirror and looked around, becoming even more happy, "I coaxed myself to come over and accompany her." How are you, sister?"

(End of this chapter)