The concubine is so charming

Chapter 66
Jifu was pushed and staggered, and got up again and hugged Mu Qingchen's legs tightly: "Young master, if you insist on breaking into the harem at this time, the guards will kill you directly, wouldn't it be even more difficult then?" Can't you save Miss Mu?"

Mu Qingchen trembled, raised her sleeves and wiped her tears, gritted her teeth, and calmed herself down: "You are right, thank you Jifu, let me go now, I shouldn't go to the harem, but I should go to the previous court to ask the emperor!"

Gifford tentatively let go of his arms.

Mu Qingchen nodded to him, tidied up her clothes a little, and then ran towards the Emperor's bedroom, Anyi Hall, but before she could run out of the palace gate, Yufu hurried over: "My lord, miss is fine." You have been rescued, so don't act rashly."

"Sister was rescued, is she injured?" Mu Qingchen was overjoyed, but couldn't stop worrying.

"I don't know the exact situation yet. Miss is now placed in the side hall of the Empress Dowager's Ci'an Palace. The imperial physician has already gone to help with diagnosis and treatment. Young Master can visit Miss tomorrow morning."

"How did you know?"

"Princess Anping sent someone to send a message."

Mu Qingchen pursed her lips, and finally nodded after a while: "Then I'll wait until tomorrow."

Yufu breathed a sigh of relief, she was really afraid that Mu Qingchen would rush into the harem regardless: "Okay, then the servant girl will go back to Lan Cuixuan first."

Jifu stood on the side with some trepidation, afraid that Mu Qingchen would do something impulsive again. He had already offended Mu Rong and Mu Nansu, and if something happened to Mu Qingchen again, he would definitely suffer along with him.

Mu Qingchen stood in the yard for a long time, until her face turned blue from the cold, then turned and went back to the room, sat at the table and waited silently for the dawn.

After sitting in silence for two hours, the sky finally brightened.

Ji Fu, who had been by the side all the time, said, "My lord, I'm going to fetch water for you to freshen up."

Mu Qingchen shook her head: "No need, I'll just go there like this."

A fire broke out in the palace, and it was the Empress Dowager's Ci'an Palace that was on fire. People in the whole capital were paying attention, so the emperor didn't even go to court in the morning, and came to the gate of the palace early in the morning.

As soon as I got off Long Yu, I saw a small figure kneeling at the gate of the courtyard: "Who is that?"

The chief servant Zhu Chong hurriedly took two steps forward to check, then bowed back and replied: "Kneeling in front of the emperor is Mu Qingchen, the concubine son of King Rong."

"Mu Qingchen? What is he doing here so early in the morning?"

"Reporting to the Emperor, when the fire broke out last night, Mu Ninghua, the daughter of Prince Rong's Mansion, was copying scriptures in the Queen Mother's small Buddhist hall. The fire burned her arms and palms, and now she is being arranged by the Queen Mother to rest in the side hall. .”

"Mu Ninghua is copying scriptures in the Empress Dowager's Buddhist hall?" It's not that he doesn't know anything about the affairs in the harem, but he just doesn't care about it, but this incident has already made him feel a lot of anger.

The queen mother wants to take charge of the harem, and he doesn't care about embarrassing the concubines. After all, the queen mother has been modest for so many years and has not touched his bottom line. But this time, if Mu Ninghua was directly burned to death in the queen mother's palace, Rong Wang's mansion will be noisy. How should I answer?

Mu Qingchen, who was in front of her, heard the movement behind her, turned around quickly, and saluted respectfully to the emperor's luanjia: "My servant sees the emperor, long live the emperor, long live, long live."

"Get up," the emperor looked down at Mu Qingchen, noticing that his hair and eyebrows were frosted, he couldn't help asking, "How long have you been waiting here?"

"Reporting to the emperor, this servant has been waiting here for half an hour. The Empress Dowager was frightened last night and she hasn't gotten up yet, so this servant dare not disturb her." Mu Qingchen knelt on the ground humbly and answered meticulously. Emperor's question.

"He is a child who understands the rules, get up and go in with me."

"Yes, I thank the emperor." Mu Qingchen stumbled when she got up, and fell to the ground again.

Because only his right hand was intact, when he touched the ground, he didn't have enough strength to support his body, so he fell down directly.But he didn't dare to hesitate the slightest, he struggled to get up, and tidied up his clothes in cramped movements.

The emperor looked at his thin clothes, then at his right hand, which had scratched his palm just now, and his brows frowned involuntarily: "Zhu Chong, bring a cloak for this child."

"Yes." The head servant gave Mu Qingchen a nonchalant look.

This child is not from a high family background, and he is also the concubine of Rong Wangfu. He should be hated by the emperor, but who would have thought that in just a few days, he would fall into the favor of the emperor. The emperor has rarely paid attention to others. .

Mu Qingchen took the cloak from the head of the chamberlain in fear and trepidation, put her hands in her palms, and saluted the emperor respectfully again: "I am terrified, thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness."

"Get up." The emperor withdrew his gaze, turned and walked towards Ci'an Palace.

In the side hall, Su Yao slowly opened her eyes. The pain from her arms and palms woke her up immediately, and she took a deep breath: "It hurts..."

The palace maid who was walking on the side quickly stepped forward: "Miss Mu, are you awake?"

Su Yao turned his head slowly, looked around, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "What is this place? Why am I here?"

"Reporting to Miss Mu, this is the side hall of Ci'an Palace. You were injured in the fire. The Empress Dowager specially allowed you to recuperate here."

"Big fire..." Su Yao's face turned pale, and there was no blood on his small and delicate face, which was extremely pitiful, "Yes, big fire..."

Seeing her like this, the palace maid couldn't help lowering her voice a bit: "It's all right now, miss can rest at ease."

Su Yao shook his head slightly, propped himself up and tried to sit up.

The maid hurriedly stepped forward to support her: "Miss, you are weak now, you should not move around."

"Originally, I promised to help the empress dowager to copy the scriptures, but I didn't expect that the Buddhist hall caught fire and I was injured. If it delays the worship of the Buddhist scriptures on the second day of February, it would be a great sin. I will go to the empress dowager to apologize. .”

As Su Yao said, he struggled to get out of bed.

The maid hurriedly dissuaded her: "Miss, the Empress Dowager has given special instructions to let you rest well, and I will definitely not blame you."

"The empress dowager doesn't blame her, it's because she is as broad-minded as the sea, benevolent and generous, but I really feel uneasy. Since I first entered the palace, I have been taken care of by the empress dowager many times, and finally I have the opportunity to repay a little bit. It’s really embarrassing that something like this happened.”

Su Yao wanted to put on clothes, but accidentally touched her injured arm. The pain caused her to bend down and squat on the ground, cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

"Miss, are you alright?"

"I'm fine, I need to trouble you to help me change my clothes."

"Yes."

(End of this chapter)