Harem for a living

Chapter 88

The room is as warm as spring, with a warm fragrance, which is really refreshing.Next to him was a charming concubine who spoke softly and caringly, and Feng Mingzhao felt that the air-conditioning outside was completely wiped out.

"My concubine has a heart." Feng Mingzhao smiled slightly, leaned on the cushion, and relaxed a little. While Chen Manrou ordered someone to bring hot soup, he looked around the room sideways and saw the cushion in the room. Things like mattresses and curtains are plain, and I feel a little more satisfied in my heart.

"Your majesty should take care of your health. On weekdays, when you go out, wear more clothes. When you enter the door, don't take off your coat in a hurry. You should also drink some ginger soup often. Don't drink too much tea at night..."

Chen Manrou chattered and explained, Feng Mingzhao smiled and took her hand: "We haven't seen each other for a few days, but my concubine talks more and more."

"It's not because of this little guy in my belly." Chen Manrou was a little shy, and reached out to touch her belly. She has been pregnant for more than four months now, and she is starting to show her pregnancy.However, she has a suitable figure, neither very fat nor very thin. Although her belly is protruding now, coupled with her expression, she has a different charm.Smiling and giving the emperor a look, Chen Manrou continued: "I usually don't talk very much, but I'm pregnant with this little guy. Aunt Bai and the others always talk about these things in my ears. Living."

The emperor also stretched out his hand to touch her belly, and said with a smile: "What they said is true. Aifei is pregnant with a child, so she should be more careful." As he spoke, he thought of the baby boy that the queen had left behind, and his expression changed Brings out a bit of gloom.

Chen Manrou guessed what he was thinking, and moved to his side: "Your Majesty, don't be sad, the empress has suffered this time, so she may be blessed in the future, besides, the empress is still young, and she has recuperated her body this time. , still worry about not having a son in the future?"

The emperor didn't speak, and Chen Manrou didn't try to persuade her too much. Talking too much about this matter will become a scar. You may not even know why the emperor is angry.So Chen Manrou decisively changed the subject, and just happened to bring hot soup to the door, Chen Manrou quickly took it with her own hands: "Your Majesty, would you like some soup?"

Feng Mingzhao nodded, and took the bowl from Chen Manrou.Chen Manrou lowered her head and took the needle and thread from the side, and sat quietly embroidering the purse. ,

After a while, the emperor put down the bowl, and Chen Manrou went over to squeeze the emperor's shoulders: "Your Majesty, I made you a cloak a while ago, do you want to try it?"

"No need, you will send someone to Qianqing Palace later." The emperor waved his hand and said, Chen Manrou nodded, continued to pinch his shoulders, and while pinching, said that he had lost the chess game at Concubine Liu last time, so he had to study hard and make persistent efforts , strive to beat Concubine Liu.

He talked on and on for a while, but he didn't hear a reply, he looked down and saw that the emperor had his eyes closed, and he didn't know if he was asleep or not.Chen Manrou came down lightly, waved her hand to signal to Yueyue and the others to go out, took the thin quilt beside her and covered the emperor, took away a soft cushion to make the emperor more comfortable, and then sat at the small table by herself to continue copying Scripture.

Thinking of Xiaoxizi's report before, Chen Manrou was still a little nervous. It was really exciting to spy on the emperor's traces, and now she still feels her heart beating.Fortunately, the scriptures have been kept here before, otherwise, it would be too late to arrange them.

Speaking of which, the copying of the scriptures is three points of acting, three points of it is an excuse, and three points of it is sincerity.After all, the queen is indeed a good woman, and the unborn child is really too pitiful.

She had to make the gesture now.The queen lost her child, and it was the time when the hatred value exploded. Maybe one day I remembered that I was lucky enough to avoid it, so I saw that I was not pleasing to the eye. If I blow the emperor's pillow a little bit, I will be unlucky up.

It’s just that the queen can think about it, maybe someday the emperor will be blown by other people, like Concubine Yang Guifei or something, as long as she hums a few words in front of the emperor—how could it be such a coincidence that Concubine Hui was frightened and went back , and then escaped.Looking back, the emperor must also dislike her.

So, it's really not that she wants to step on the dead to take the position, and besides, she didn't take the position.Right now, she's just protecting herself.

While Chen Manrou was sincerely reciting the Buddha's name in her heart, she was carefully copying the scriptures.

The emperor is also really tired, since the queen's accident until now, he has hardly closed his eyes.Now that Chen Manrou's room was warm and comfortable, and there was no danger, he couldn't help but fell asleep with his eyes closed.When I woke up, it was almost past lunch time.

After reading the hourglass, the emperor realized that he was covered with a quilt, and when he turned around, he saw Chen Manrou who was seriously copying scriptures.The emperor didn't disturb her, moved his body, and sat up slowly. His body was tired, and he didn't get up immediately.

"Your majesty, are you awake?" Chen Manrou had finished arguing for half a book, her wrists were sore, and she was about to get a glass of water to drink. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the emperor sitting up, so she hurried over to help her: "The emperor is hungry right now." Not hungry? My concubine has someone prepare lunch, and I think it’s time to eat it right now, so does the emperor use some?”

"Have you used it?" The emperor put the quilt aside and asked casually. Chen Manrou smiled and shook her head: "I want to wait for the emperor to use it together."

The emperor glanced at Chen Manrou, and then at Chen Manrou's stomach. Chen Manrou hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, don't worry, I will never dare to starve the child in my belly. I have already drank a bowl of soup before, and now I don't want to eat it." Not very hungry."

"Then my concubine will use some more with me." The emperor nodded and said, Chen Manrou observed for several years, and finally observed the emperor's hobbies. After a meal, all the dishes for the emperor were the emperor's favorite. It finally made the living ancestor feel more relaxed.

After dinner, Feng Mingzhao naturally wanted to go back to Qianqing Palace.He didn't go in the morning, and if he still doesn't go in the afternoon and stays in the harem, he will wait for the censor Zhezi to scold him to death.

After seeing off the emperor, Chen Manrou yawned, it was almost past her nap time.Before lying down, Chen Manrou also ordered in a low voice: "Stew a shrimp ball and chicken skin soup in the afternoon, and send it to the Qianqing Palace at dusk."

After responding to Yue, Chen Manrou went to sleep with peace of mind.

For the next period of time, Chen Manrou lived quite leisurely. Anyway, she couldn't go to bed, the queen was ill, Concubine Yang Guifei wanted to grab some palace power from Concubine De and Concubine Liu, Concubine De and Concubine Liu were busy dealing with it Concubine Yang Gui had to go to Ci'an Palace to report on her work from time to time, and Concubine Shu who was released was busy fighting for power and profit, but Chen Manrou was given a chance, wishing she could carry the bed on her back every day.

However, the emperor was quite diligent when he came to Zhongcui Palace during this time.Probably because the third prince is weak, so the emperor pays more attention to Chen Manrou's stomach.

"It's almost New Year's Eve." Chen Manrou covered her mouth and yawned, she went back to Yueyue who was making small clothes while she didn't raise her head: "There's still a month left, Madam, do you think it's time to declare Mrs. Chen to enter the palace?" a trip?"

"No need, there was nothing important a year ago, so I disappeared. The Empress will give birth in two days. At that time, Dingguo's mansion must be visited by someone, so let's stop making fun of it." Chen Manrou He waved his hand and said.

After looking outside for a while, Chen Manrou suddenly asked again: "Did anything new happen during this period? Except for the harem."

"Think about it, servant girl." After thinking about it for a while, he suddenly clapped his hands and said, "There is really something new, do you know Prince Gong's Mansion?"

"I know, Empress Dowager Cining's natal family, hasn't their family already been demoted?" When Empress Dowager Cining became empress, Prince Gong was promoted. His son inherited the title.It's just that this Prince's title is not hereditary, but a lower class, so it should be the county king at this moment.

"The plaque of their family has not been changed. When talking about their family in the capital, they still refer to Prince Gong's Mansion." After explaining to Yue, Chen Manrou nodded: "And then? What happened to their family?"

"Prince Gong has one son and four sons. Originally, King Gong was getting old and wanted to pass the title to his son. But I don't know what happened. Five days ago, Prince Gong's son went out to have fun, and then fell into the moat and drowned."

Said to Yueyue with bright eyes, Prince Gong's son is really not a good person, he is almost on par with the eldest son of the British Duke Zhang's family. Live in the casino every day.

"Really drowned?" Chen Manrou was surprised, and hurriedly nodded to Yue: "Yes, there is only such a son left in Duke Gong's branch, and now he is dead, and I don't know what will happen next. "

"Then it must be the concubine inheriting the title." Chen Manrou said casually, but immediately remembered that after the concubine died, the title would become a big piece of fat, and everyone could eat it.The four bastards are definitely not weak characters, if they are provoked a little by someone with a heart.

maybe……

Prince Gong is the only brother of Empress Dowager Cining, and Empress Dowager Cining doesn't even have a single brother or sister.

Thinking about it, Chen Manrou suddenly laughed. This time, the emperor and the queen probably did it together. One was to take revenge, and the other was to take the opportunity to eradicate the king with a different surname.These two are indeed husband and wife, and they don't know what kind of expression Ci Ning in the Taimiao has at this moment.

"It's very cold in Taimiao right now, tell me, if the charcoal fire is delivered a day or two late, and Empress Dowager Ci Ning heard about the affairs of Prince Gong's mansion, what would be the effect? "

"Ma'am, what are you talking about?" Looking up suspiciously at Yueyue, Chen Manrou waved her hands: "It's okay, I'm talking to myself, you can hurry up and get on with it. Tomorrow is Laba, we have to prepare some good things. "

"What should I prepare for this? Don't the emperor and the empress reward eight-treasure porridge every year?" Duiyue asked while cutting the thread, Chen Manrou shook her head: "The empress has to rest in bed for two or three months. Can you get up later? Let's prepare something ourselves, and if the queen doesn't reward you, we will reward you with the eight-treasure porridge from Zhongcui Palace."

(End of this chapter)