The palace concubine is charming and chaotic: the country is still the same

Chapter 73

Gongweimou (4)

The next day, Xia Lanyue entered Concubine Jing's bedroom to pay her respects as usual. Su Zhaoyuan, Rong Xiuyi, Jiang Cairen, and Han Meiren also came to pay her respects. Looking sideways, there was no friendly expression on his face.

"The new year is coming, you write down the things you need to buy next year and submit them to the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs will distribute them as appropriate." Shi Jingrou leaned lazily on the chair, her eyes full of pride.

Everyone respectfully agreed, and then Shi Jingrou continued: "On New Year's Eve, all the concubines in the harem gathered with the emperor and queen mother. The emperor is interested in watching the dance. I wonder if anyone here is willing to dance at the dinner?"

"Speaking of dancing, your concubine's dance in the Chang'an Palace amazed the audience, and it is naturally you who performed the dance." Rong Xiuyi's eyebrows were full of flattery and flattery.

"Yes, my concubine thinks so too." Jiang Cairen immediately agreed.

Shi Jingrou flicked her fingernails, but turned her gaze to Xia Lanyue: "I heard from the emperor that Lan Mei can also dance, but I have never seen you dance, and the emperor's tone seems to want to see your dance. .”

"Dancing is just a concubine's pleasure in her spare time, so it can't compare to the graceful demeanor of your empress." Xia Lanyue responded respectfully, but Su Zhaoyuan looked sideways: "Beauty Lan is now the emperor's new favorite, even if you dance well No matter how bad it is, the emperor will still like it after all."

Rong Xiuyi retorted: "What you said is wrong. If you are not good at dancing, it is difficult to enter the elegant hall. Wouldn't it insult the face of the royal family?"

Su Zhaoyuan continued: "The important thing is that the emperor likes it. If the emperor doesn't like it, how beautiful is the dance? Today's Lanmei can freely enter and leave the imperial study room. Only Concubine Xinhui can have this kind of honor in the harem."

Rong Xiuyi's eyes turned cold: "Are you mocking the imperial concubine?"

When Su Zhaoyuan heard this, she immediately stopped talking, and turned her eyes to Shi Jingrou who was seated in the seat. At this time, she no longer saw the half-smile expression on her face, and her eyes seemed as cold as frost.She knew she had said something wrong, so she immediately stood up and knelt down and said, "Your concubine, please forgive me, this concubine never meant to refer to your concubine, this concubine just..."

"Enough!" Shi Jingrou sternly said, "The grievances between you and Rong Xiuyi should not be involved in this palace, and you should choose the time and place when you fight against each other."

Shi Jingrou no longer looked at Su Zhaoyuan, but looked at Xia Lanyue with a cold face, and said in a deep voice: "Su Zhaoyuan is right, no matter how beautiful the dance is, the emperor will like it. Since the emperor likes you so much, the New Year's Eve will be held by you." You dance. Count the days, there are still ten days before the New Year, so you should prepare well."

Xia Lanyue knew that Shi Jingrou had already planned for today. In just ten days, the choreography and dance practice were not enough. Shi Jingrou was hostile to her after all.Thinking of this, she felt a little tired. She came to this harem for other purposes, but it was already difficult for her to deal with the concubines in the harem, let alone deal with Mu Piaoyu, a hot potato.

Seeing Xia Lanyue's silence for a long time, Shi Jingrou taunted her: "Why, Miss Lan doesn't dare to dance?"

Xia Lanyue regained her senses, and immediately said: "The concubine obeys my mother's order."

After paying their respects, the concubines and concubines left the palace with the support of the palace servants. The cold wind was like a knife cutting people's faces, making their robes flutter and their hairpins clanging.

Xia Lanyue was only a few steps away when she was stopped by Su Zhaoyuan, who greeted her with a salute: "What's the matter, Madam Zhaoyuan?"

"There are still ten days until the New Year. How can you successfully perform the dance without making any preparations? The imperial concubine is a little embarrassing for you, why don't you refuse?" Su Zhaoyuan's face showed a worried look.

(End of this chapter)