Leader Lan Palace

Chapter 291 Furong (1 more)
Concubine Chun lives up to her name, speaking and doing things in front of people are graceful and charming.She is a Han woman, but her fate is different from that of the noble concubine. She also came through years of battles in the back house and the harem. All right, and there is a better chance of giving birth to the fourth son of the emperor, Yongxuan.

In terms of luck, although her status is not as high as that of the imperial concubine, her blessing is definitely above that of the imperial concubine.

Although Wanxi doesn't have much contact with Concubine Chun, she can't help but take Concubine Chun as an example to emulate whenever she explains to Sister Lu.

So Wanxi hurriedly blessed her body: "My slave, thank you for your concern. After that, the queen's master has asked the imperial doctor to come and see this slave; and these days' work has been avoided, so this slave is already healed."

Wanxi thanked Concubine Chun, but she still didn't forget to mention the queen, and asked the queen to sit beside the emperor, and finally smiled.

Concubine Chun nodded: "It's fine if the girl is alright, but don't be careless just because the surface is fine, Su Chang, don't forget to soak in hot water to drive out the ones that go deep into the skin." .”

Wanxi hurriedly said: "I would like to follow the pure master's instruction, and the slave will write it down."

Concubine Chun took out an exquisite clam-shaped box of cloisonné enamel from her cuff and handed it to Wanxi: "This is some lotion and pearl muscle-creating ointment, which removes blood stasis and enhances skin. It is used by Bengong every day. There are more than half of it left here." , if you don’t dislike it, just use it.”

Wanxi hurriedly said: "Since it is purely for the master's daily use, how dare the slave keep it?"

Concubine Chun smiled: "Originally, since I was going to give a girl, I should have given a whole box. It's just that this ointment is not easy to prepare. I have to accumulate the petals of hibiscus for a whole year, nourish it with pearl powder for half a year, wash it out and then wash it. It takes three months to get new pearl powder. So I only have this box at hand, so I am ashamed to give the remaining half box to the girl, girl, don’t dislike it.”

Wanxi didn't dare to accept it anymore, but the queen pursed her lips and smiled: "Wanxi, since this is the kindness of your pure master, but it's disrespectful, you can accept it."

The emperor also watched with a smile.

Wanxi couldn't push back and forth like this anymore, so she had to kneel down and accept it.

For a while, Wanxi went out to prepare sour soup, and Concubine Chun walked back to the emperor with a smile.Some walked in a hurry, and the five-inch-high flag shoes under their feet were somewhat guessed. The emperor hurriedly reached out and grabbed Concubine Chun's hand to support her.

The round and beautiful face of Concubine Chun appeared like a hibiscus, and like a hibiscus illuminated by an evening light, it was full of soft blushing.

The emperor smiled and helped Concubine Chun to sit down.On the opposite side, the queen saw every bit of this in her eyes, she had a smile on her face, but she didn't show anything.
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Therefore, it is a palace, and there is no separate dining room for each main seat in the harem. The dining room of the entire harem is always in one place, which is still some distance from the queen's bedroom.Wanxi went to the dining room and was busy kneading noodles, boiling water, and making soup; she also asked Advent of the dining room to help her make a sauce with pork belly, fresh leeks and eggs.

Although the preparation of the sour soup is not that complicated, the busy work is less than half an hour.Carrying the food box together with Mao Tuan'er, she walked back along a tree-shaded path. Just as she reached the shade, a wind blew up, and her hair at the temples was blown away.

As soon as she raised her hand to straighten her temple hair, her hand was grabbed by a hand protruding from the bottom.

Just as Wanxi wanted to call out, her warm breath came into her ears, and that familiar voice whispered in her ears: "...it's the Lord."

Wanxi didn't dare to move anymore, she just stared at Mao Tuan'er's back in front of her.

"Grandpa...Mao Tuan'er is at the front."

"Tch," he laughed, and hurriedly shouted forward: "Mao Tuan'er, stand where you are, don't look back."

　Second update later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)