famous concubine

Chapter 85
"Mother Concubine!" Feng Yu hurried forward, staring straight into the pure eyes of the gentle woman, "Tell me, what happened in the palace last night?"

Concubine Nian lowered her brows and said calmly: "What can happen in this cage that is stronger than an iron barrel?"

"Are you really alright?" Feng Yu still focused on her bright and slightly lonely eyes, and slowly paused, "Does the concubine know what happened in front of Fengqi Palace this morning? "

"Fengqi Palace?" Concubine Nian looked up, her expression was surprised for a moment, then she said calmly: "Oh, I heard that there is a dead person in front of the door..."

The method used by the empress to punish the palace servants was very cruel. People often died due to the torture. This kind of thing happened frequently, and there was nothing to make a fuss about. Therefore, Concubine Nian's expression was very cold, and there was not even a trace of waves in her pure peach eyes.

Feng Yu clenched his fists, closed his eyebrows and smiled, and said angrily inexplicably: "He, like your mother and concubine, has a surname of Nian, and is an inner court guard who has just turned 16..."

"Yes... Nian Xiaoxin!" Concubine Nian's beautiful eyes were full of sadness, she staggered slightly, and took two steps back slightly.He was the only son in an uncle's family of the same clan, and he had only been working as a guard in the inner court for three months.

She closed her eyes, thought about it, and Wen Yue's voice was tired: "Last night before the river lanterns were set off, the empress went to Yuexin Palace to welcome Concubine Yu in person..." When she said this, her eyes turned cold, and she said meaningfully Looking at Aunt Fang who was hanging her head and pruning the branches not far away, she remembered that last night, she hadn't seen Aunt Fang for a while.

Nian Xiaoxin's child... could not have entered the inner garden of the harem for no reason.

"Empress, is that right?" Feng Yu had a weird smile on his face, and even his tone of voice was weird and inexplicable.

"Yu'er, since you're back, let's go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to see your father." Concubine Nian covered her tired brows, and looked lovingly at the handsome man in front of her, "He has suffered another headache."

"Father started to have a headache again?" Feng Yu murmured while holding his chin, a pair of ecstatic peach blossom eyes showing a thoughtful expression.

In the Garden of Treasures, Dongfangyu carefully picked up the freshly fallen petals on the ground, and gently blew off the plaster on the petals, and then collected them by category.

Seeing her radiant and smiling all day long, the palace maids seemed not to be affected at all by the discovery of the bodyguard's death in front of Fengqi Palace, so they couldn't help talking about her from time to time in front of her; I have seen the death of the young guard.

Seeing her picking up petals for a long time, the maid who followed her couldn't help asking curiously, "Second Miss, what are you doing picking up these fallen flowers?"

Dongfangyu raised his head slightly, blinked his bright eyes, looked at the maid, and smiled slyly: "Don't underestimate these humble petals, they are of great use. I collected them by category to facilitate the production of beauty products with different functions. Floral ointment."

"Beauty dew cream?" The maid shook her head and said in confusion, "I have never heard of it before. Does it really work?"

"Oh, it's just the name of a thing. To put it bluntly, it's something used to make oneself beautiful." Eyeballs rolled around, she pointed to her snow-muscled cheek, and said with a little pride: "As for whether it's useful or not, You can tell by looking at my skin."

The maid showed envy, and said in a sour tone: "Second Miss, you are naturally beautiful, without these beauty creams, you are just as beautiful, and you are not as ugly as a slave."

"Nonsense!" The girl straightened her face, showing a serious expression, and said, "The outline is naturally good, but we can change the skin color and touch through acquired artificial efforts to make ourselves look more beautiful."

"Is it really possible?" The maid showed envious eyes, and her face was full of fascination.

Dongfangyu nodded solemnly: "Of course, absolutely. You see, I am an example of successful change. Let me tell you, my skin was dark and rough before..."

The court lady was completely attracted by the beauty experience of the Oriental language. The more she listened, the more excited she became. Can you give some of the beauty lotion you made to your slaves?"

The girl stood up, patted the dust on her clothes, and said with a smile, "Yes, of course, but the amount of beauty lotion that can be made from the petals here is very small, I think..."

The girl paused apologetically, pointed to the sky, and smiled slightly: "But I have to go back now, look, it's almost lunch time."

The maid raised her head to look at the sky, and said with some regret: "It's really getting late, so go back first, and come back in the evening to pick up more petals, okay?" She looked at the girl's smiling face, her wide-open eyes were clearly full of love. look forward to.

Dongfang Yu looked back and smiled, and said: "The petals in the evening are stained with too many impurities, and the water is lost, so they are not suitable for beauty cream."

The maid lowered her face, feeling a little helpless and disappointed. She sincerely hoped that she could use some beauty lotion soon, so that those who bully her because she was prettier than her all day could see that she could also look good.

In the early morning of the next day, the court lady was waiting outside early for Dongfang Yu to take her to the Garden of Rare Treasures to pick up flower petals.

Dongfang Yu stretched his waist, and when he saw the figure of the maid, his eyes sparkled and the corners of his mouth curled up.

When picking up petals in the Garden of Rare Treasures, Dongfangyu took the trouble to warn the court lady in detail that which kind of petals should not be mixed with which kind of petals, and also explained in detail the principle of mutual restraint between foods, and then looked at the basket full of petals , she went back very happily.

On the third day, the maid was anxious to see the beauty lotion made in Dongfang soon, so she waited in front of the door for Dongfang.

When Dongfang Yu went to the Garden of Treasures, he mysteriously handed a small porcelain bottle to the court lady, looked around for a while, and after confirming that no one was approaching, he said in a low voice: "You take this thing first, but because yesterday Some of the petals I picked up are useless, so this amount... is a little less."

The maid happily put away the small porcelain bottle and thanked her repeatedly.Seeing Dongfang Yu leaning over to pick up the petals that fell in the mud again, he couldn't help but ask in doubt: "Second Miss, why do you have to pick up the fallen petals, why not just pick fresh ones?"

Dongfangyu immediately "shushed" with his fingers and lips, and said in a low voice: "Are you a newcomer? The flowers in this garden are treasures. They are specially for people to appreciate. Now we come to pick up these fallen petals. It was brought back secretly, whoever dares to think about these flowers will die."

When the maid heard this, her face immediately turned pale. She only wanted to be beautiful, and she forgot the palace rule that no one was allowed to pick flowers from the Qizhen Garden.

"Then let's leave quickly?" The maid looked outside in fear, shivering and tugging at Dongfangyu's sleeves.

(End of this chapter)