After wearing the book, Ben Gong lay down all the way to win

Chapter 402 Listening to the Wall

These words once again stabbed the heart of Concubine Hui, who gave birth to two princesses in a row.

Concubine Hui snorted angrily and said, "It's no skill to be born much, it's only if you raise it big. It's just that you are pregnant with a child, and you come out to show off like offering treasures all day long. After all, you are a young man who has never seen the world."

"You—" Concubine Jia was so angry that she immediately got up and left.

Seeing her leaving angrily, Concubine Wan couldn't hide her envy in her eyes, and said in a low voice: "We usually say that Concubine Jia is mean and unforgiving, but luck is so good, she is pregnant again and again, Princes are born one after another, no matter whether she is a princess or a prince, after all, it is a blessing that I can't even envy!"

Concubine Hui sneered and said: "What kind of blessing can she have? It's just a tribute. No matter how many children are born, they are at most a gift. It's nothing special. Hmph, I want to see how long she can be proud!"

Concubine Huo was ridiculed by Concubine Jia, and came back from Chengqian Palace full of anger, instead of going back to Jingyang Palace immediately, she turned to the Imperial Garden instead.

At this moment, the imperial garden was full of flowers, peaches and plums were fragrant, and looked full of vitality, but the concubine Huo kept her face sullen.

Concubine Huo caught a glimpse of a flower beside her that bloomed extremely coquettishly, resembling Concubine Jia's seductive and seductive face.

She immediately squeezed it down, threw it on the ground and stomped on it desperately, cursing as she stepped on it: "Concubine Jia, who has fallen out of favor, shrinks her tail faster than anyone else. Once she gains power, she becomes rampant. Every time I see her face, I wish I could burn her with hot ashes from a stove."

Chunchan persuaded in a low voice: "Concubine Jia is in the limelight, it is not appropriate for the empress to confront her, you should bear with it first, you are so resentful, you are afraid that your body will be ruined by anger."

Huo concubine gritted her teeth and said bitterly: "She is just a pickle girl from a poor country, what is there to be proud of? She dared to rely on the emperor's favor to humiliate me and make fun of my humiliation in Qixiang Palace. It's really hateful to make fun of it."

Immediately, she resented and said: "Jia Concubine is fine, she is a concubine after all, what is that Li Xin, but a lowly maidservant, yet dare to laugh at Ben Gong, do you really think that Ben Gong is so easy to bully? Hmph, Ben One day, Gong will let the pair of slut masters and servants know how powerful I am."

While complaining, suddenly there was a thin weeping sound from the rockery next to her. The voice was quite old, as if it was an elderly woman.

Huo concubine took a look at Chunchan, and motioned her to go and have a look with her eyes.

Chunchan understood, and quietly walked over to listen to the wall.

The ancient harem is the same as the modern entertainment circle, the surface is glamorous and beautiful, but in fact it is extremely filthy.

There are many things that cannot be put on the table and have to be done secretly in private. Similarly, there are many things that cannot be said on the table, but can be heard in corners.

Just because the harem is strictly hierarchical and oppressive, even if the status is as high as the empress, she is always worried that the favored concubine will rise to the throne, and her own empress will not be guaranteed. This is the case with the empress, let alone other people.

In private, all kinds of gossip and gossip are circulating, as long as you inquire carefully, you can always find out a lot of gossip and gossip.

You've heard of listening to the root of the wall, and you can hear a court lady complaining that she is more beautiful than her master, but it's a pity that her reincarnation is not strong enough, and she doesn't have the wealth and life like her.

You can also hear the little eunuchs talking about which concubine the emperor has had today, and complaining that their fate is not good. Not only are they not as lucky as the emperor's old son, but they are even deprived of the most basic ability to pass on the family line.

(End of this chapter)