Madam not allowed to remarry

Chapter 91
Meng Baiyun had a lot of affection for her, so she was naturally happy to invite her.

The sedan chair turned around and followed behind the sedan chair of the imperial concubine.

When we arrived at the Shoukang Palace, the rain was getting heavier. Two maids were waiting at the door. They had two huge umbrellas that had been covering the imperial concubine from the moment she got off the car. In such an embarrassing rainy day, she was so elegant and noble. , not stained with dust.

Shoukang Palace is no more luxurious than Yongshou Palace, and all the furnishings inside are even called simple and simple, except for a Qianshou screen that is as tall as one person, golden paper towels and vermilion embroidery threads, adding a touch of luxury to the room.

Meng Baiyun knew that this famous screen was one of the screens of the late Emperor Wanshou.

The Wanshou screen was given to the first emperor by several princes and grandsons on his fiftieth birthday. He gave one of them to the imperial concubine a few days after his birthday, intending to share his longevity and blessings with others. The imperial concubine, looking at the entire harem, this is an unprecedented and supreme favor.

It's just that the late emperor loved the imperial concubine, so he could only give her these vain things, and he couldn't even accompany her to grow old. Looking at the screen, Meng Baiyun felt that the imperial concubine must also deeply love the late emperor.

The maid sent towels and clothes, Meng Baiyun changed, and the maid wiped her hair lightly.

The imperial concubine smiled kindly, and pushed the cake in front of her: "Try it, I made it myself."

Meng Baiyun twisted a piece and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Smells good, half crushed nuts, are they hazelnuts?"

The imperial concubine smiled more gently: "Yes, do you like it?"

"Really delicious."

"You like to eat too."

One word, and Meng Baiyun asked casually: "Your Majesty also likes to eat?"

The court lady was talkative, and answered: "The empress doesn't like sweets."

The imperial concubine raised her eyelids slightly, and the maid lowered her head in fear.

This is the legendary majesty.

Meng Baiyun thought, she probably guessed wrong, the person who likes to eat hazelnut cakes obviously has someone else, perhaps the first emperor.

Meng Baiyun was not pretentious, he ate another one, and praised: "It's really delicious, the hazelnut cakes bought outside, the nuts are too crushed, sweets are already greasy, if there is a grainy texture of nuts, it will Let this kind of sweetness become sweet and crispy, which has a special taste."

These words seemed to be very useful, and the empress dowager smiled even warmer: "You eat all of it."

"You are so kind. You asked someone to send you a letter saying that you want a fan. I'll make it for you."

The imperial concubine seemed a little surprised: "I believe."

After finishing speaking, she raised her head and glanced at the maid, who lowered her head.

Meng Baiyun understood that the letter from Yongshou Palace was not from the imperial concubine.

But she didn't ask for it, she wanted to give it to her, so she smiled sweetly: "You treat me to such delicious food, and I will come to the palace next time, and I will give you other fun things."

"I've seen that fan before, you have such a good hand, can you spread your hand and let me have a look?"

"kindness!"

Meng Baiyun carelessly drained the powder from his hands, and spread his hands.

One is severed palm, superstitiously speaking, slapping someone will kill him.

The two hands were put together, the fingertips were full of scars, the imperial concubine frowned: "Is it all made by those fans?"

Meng Baiyun felt loved by her, his heart was warm and full of small grievances, but he responded delicately: "Mm, it hurts a lot."

The court ladies were all frightened by her acting like a baby, no one would dare to act like a baby in front of the imperial concubine.

But it was raining red, and the imperial concubine gently blew on those wounds like coaxing a child: "Blow on it, and it won't hurt anymore."

Meng Baiyun felt more and more warm.

(End of this chapter)