Rebirth Palace Chaos

Chapter 28

Qia Wang Zhongming came in with a jade card, looked up and saw Lin Ronghua's beautiful face bringing spring, he thought it would be her tonight.The emperor has flipped her brand for three days in a row, and now Yao Guiren and Lin Ronghua are evenly divided, and are the most new favourites.

His slender fingers lingered on a row of jade plaques for a while, and they picked up Yifei's green-headed plaque, "Yesterday, Concubine Yi said that there are new loquat fruits in her palace, so I will go and try them."

Wang Zhongming bowed his waist and retreated, and went to prepare for Feng Luan to push him away, thinking that the heart of heaven is unpredictable, and the emperor's mind is really not easy to judge rashly.

Loss or embarrassment swept over, Lin Qingqing twisted the veil tightly, still maintaining a gentle and decent smile, "Can you still use tea, Your Majesty?"

"No need, I'm going to Luoyu Palace right now, you should go to bed earlier." Duan Zhaoling was expressionless, and took out a few more notebooks to look through.

The night wind was cold, the palace walls were towering, and the night in the palace was so long. Sitting in the small sedan chair carried by the two of them together, Lin Qingqing finally shed tears.

A frost, autumn cold, went straight to winter.

The lush trees and grass in the palace are all covered with a thin layer of silvery white. A few days ago, the autumn chrysanthemums were still blooming beautifully, but all the flowers withered in sight.

After the dinner was over, Su Yan left the main hall. Empress Dowager Jiang twirled a string of Buddhist beads and closed her eyes to rest her mind. Then she saw He Lu came in to report that it was the Holy Majesty's presence.

Dressed in a jade-colored coiled dragon cotton robe, Duan Zhaoling took off the jacket, rubbed his hands against the stove, and said, "How is your mother doing these days?"

"It's rare for you to be so filial," Empress Dowager Jiang understood tightly, the ulterior motives were not in drinking.

Duan Zhaoling didn't shy away from it, and after talking for a while, he asked Su Yan, "Did the Su family cause you any trouble?"

"Although the temperament is arrogant, there are merits, and it is still in the eyes of Aijia." Duan Zhaoling was slightly moved after hearing this, his handsome face became more and more clear in the candlelight, "It is good that the mother is satisfied, I will go and see Look at Jingwen."

"Su's bedroom is next door to Jingwen, the emperor must not go wrong." Empress Dowager Jiang sighed helplessly, leaving only a trace of her figure.

When Su Yan came out from Baiping Hall, her eyes were gloomy and cold, that Sujin was so courageous and vicious, she dared to harm Yu Jingwen!
For several days in a row, if it wasn't for the purpose of thoroughly investigating the conspiracy behind the scenes, how could she personally feed the milk soup mixed with fermented wine into her son's mouth every day...

Although it can't be shown on the face, Ning Wenyuan has already conveyed his words, and the dark thread behind Su Jin is ready to come out.

It's okay to keep her alive for a few more days.

The moment Su Yan stopped, Sang Yu tugged his sleeves suddenly, Wang Zhongming's figure passed by in the distance, and Su Yan raised her eyebrows involuntarily.

When Duan Zhaoling walked to the corridor of the palace house, he saw the moonlight was cold and the shadows of the trees were graceful. Under the withered acacia tree, there was a woman in white walking away. Her graceful back was like a bouquet of osmanthus in the Guanghan palace.

As soon as the skirt was turned, it disappeared into the gate.

He stood outside the door, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he drew a sharp arc. Duan Zhaoling did not push the door straight in, but quietly looked in through the hollowed-out screen window.

This woman was just one of the three thousand delicate flowers in his harem, but why did he miss it so much now? It was the first time that he wanted to see a woman without being bound by the temple. After mastering the East Palace, it gradually disappeared.

Born in the emperor's family, he can't help it at all. If he has feelings for any woman, he will hurt her.

Under the light yellow candle, Su Yan's face was white and she took off her hairpin. Her jet-black hair was hanging softly on her chest, and the center of her brows was clean, yet delicate to the core. Only after the makeup faded could one see the real beauty. beauty.

She sat upright in front of the table, holding the cinnabar brush in her white and tender hands, with a serious and devoted expression, as if writing on rice paper, her slightly pursed lips could not conceal the charming jade color.

Duan Zhaoling signaled to Wang Zhongming to wait outside, then pushed open the door lightly, Lan Ruojing wanted to salute but was stopped by him, and then he decided to leave.

Su Yan was originally facing the outer door, her eyes were focused on the scriptures, but her heart was already fixed on the emperor who was visiting outside the door.

She pretended to ignore it seriously, dipped the cinnabar pen in ink, changed the paper, and spread it out again and again.

The hand holding the pen was gently grasped, Su Yan suddenly turned her head, and the cold body of the person behind her was already close to her, the smooth plain gauze rubbed against the luxurious brocade, and there seemed to be an indescribable affection.

"What are you writing so focused on?" Duan Zhaoling held her hand, and the ink from the tip of the pen blurred across the paper.

Su Yan was half happy and half ashamed, her exquisite and soft body twisted slightly in his arms, her eyes rolled and she said, "The concubine is in the Buddhist hall, so naturally she is copying Buddhist scriptures, Your Majesty knows why."

The voice was so coquettish, Duan Zhaoling looked down and saw that Ruyu's pink neck was already flushed with blush, so he got closer, "Hold me, hold people, and hold sentient beings."

Su Yan then replied, "All appearances are not appearances, and there is nothing illegal."

"I remember the Diamond Sutra very well, so I will teach you one more sentence." Duan Zhaoling clasped her little hand and swiped his brush.

At the beginning of the evening make-up, Shen Tan puts some light on it.Slightly revealing cloves to people, a clear song, temporarily citing cherry blossoms.This "Yi Dendrobium Pearl" is fragrant and graceful, with magnificent words and sentences. In the last life, I also chanted the beautiful line "I don't know how to sleep on the pillow, and I feel the fragrance of green clouds" with him. It is only when the soul returns to the west heaven that the person who is white-headed in this life is completely understood.

With Su Yan's back turned, Duan Zhaoling couldn't see her momentary desolation, so she grabbed her little hand and said angrily, "Your Majesty is not afraid of Buddha's jokes for such a beautiful sentence..."

"The wine has passed through the intestines, and the Buddha's heart is in the heart, and the concubine should not show her face." Duan Zhaoling further pressed her on the table, and wrapped her other hand around her waist, making her more confining. In the Buddha Hall, there is an unspeakable excitement.

Su Yan's smile deepened, she covered her with her soft hand, half pushed and half pushed, Duan Zhaoling turned her body slightly, hugged her slender waist, and bullied her.

The muffled groan came out brokenly, arousing the joy in the room.

The wax torch turned into tears, the evening wind was quiet, and on the hill, the white robe rustled quietly looking in the direction of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

At the appointed time, Yu Jia left Changchun Palace and returned to the imperial city.Su Yan put on the mouse-hair Xiaoye fur, and the black hem hid under the old tree in the back mountain.

Seeing Su Yan coming in from the outside, Lan Ruo saw a thin layer of cold air on her jade face, and hurriedly handed over the hand stove, while Sang Yu had already prepared a warm water bath, "Young master, why did you go out, be careful of the cold air. "

"I've been bored in the palace all day, but the heater is blowing me away." Su Yan licked her tongue lightly, and walked briskly into the bathroom.

In the Falling Jade Palace, Lin Lang rolled up the red caltrop tent, and under the flower couch paved with golden satin, several maidservants kneeled together, holding silver basins, teacups, incense towels, condensed dew and other things in turn. overhead.

Concubine Yi's hair is tied up in a bun, and she always maintains a beautiful appearance even in the bedroom. On her round jade body, she wears a diamond pajamas hanging down, with fur double breasted and wide sleeves, three layers of brocade skirts, and a long jade belt hanging around her waist. , extremely luxurious.

The maidservant who was holding the incense towel could not hold on any longer, her arms trembled and she knocked the incense towel to the ground.

Concubine Yi raised her eyes impatiently, the servant girl hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy, Lin Lang stepped forward and raised her hand and slapped the servant girl straight to the ground.

"Things that are useless, drag them out of the palace!" Concubine Yi shouted angrily, and the cry of the maidservant gradually disappeared outside the hall, and Lin Lang cut Concubine Yi's hair, "Master Shen sent a message to the maidservant this morning, Please tell your Majesty not to mention before Your Majesty that Lord Shen has already dispatched manpower for the Cangzhou grain storage case..."

Concubine Yi paused, hummed lightly, and asked again, "The Master Fu I recommended last time, did my father respond?"

Lin Lang replied, "Master Shen only said that the time has not come yet."

"Understood." Concubine Yi took off her steps, her eyes froze suddenly, she opened her lips and said, "Your Majesty didn't invite concubines tonight?"

"Your Majesty is going to the Changchun Palace after dinner." Lin Lang's tone was slightly delayed, and Yi Fei sneered, and threw the step shaker on the plate, "As expected, that little bitch Su Yan is really a coquettish girl , If I had known this before, I shouldn’t have been merciful in the first place, and it would be clean to die!”

"Your Majesty, you are kind, but that Su Wanyi has no heart and lungs, and can't make a big deal. From the perspective of my slaves, Your Majesty is just trying to make something new, but Lin Ronghua's words and deeds are unmistakable, and she has the most favors..."

"This Palace has its own measure, and I will send Mo Yan to Fangming Palace in a short while, to teach Wang Meiren to move quickly, so as not to have long nights and dreams." Concubine Yi looked out the window, knowing that the emperor would not come, she lowered the curtain.

The Empress Dowager's period of enlightenment is coming to an end, Duan Zhaoling went to Baiping Hall to visit the First Prince after the court, Su Yan also sat beside the Empress Dowager Jiang.

Jingwen lay obediently in the rocking bed, and was already babbling, but now seeing his father coming over, he didn't say a word, Su Yan gently fed him milk soup, the tender white and round body The villain fell into a deep sleep again.

Duan Zhaoling frowned slightly, and asked Xiang Sujin, "Why is Jinger so sleepy?"

Su Jin glanced at Su Yan, then bowed and replied, "Since coming to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Your Highness has been very obedient, presumably it's all thanks to Su Xiaozhu."

Su Yan, who was holding a soup bowl beside her, moved the corners of her lips imperceptibly, and fed another spoonful, saying, "The first time I saw Jingwen, I was still crying, and I was fed milk soup. Afterwards, he calmed down. Your Majesty, you can see how soundly he slept, which is really endearing."

As she spoke, she gently stroked Fu Jingwen's fleshy cheeks, and took a sip of the soup. Before Su Jin could speak, she saw Su Yan frowned suddenly. Everyone heard a patter, and the soup bowl fell off immediately. landed.

Su Yan grabbed her right arm in pain and rubbed it through her clothes. Empress Dowager Jiang asked, "What's wrong with Su Wanyi? What's the point of throwing the bowl away?"

"Concubine...Concubine suddenly feels unwell, I hope Your Majesty and Queen Mother will forgive me." While speaking, Sang Yu came over and rolled up her sleeves a little, and there was a large rash on her lotus arm, which looked very frightening .

Duan Zhaoling frowned and took her over, "I saw you had a rash last time, why is it getting worse today, please pass on to the imperial physician!"

Su Jin was confused by this sudden situation, and still went forward to report, "The soup and milk for His Highness these days are all in charge of Su Xiaozhu..."

"Bring Jingwen here and show Ai's family." The wet nurse carried Jingwen to Empress Dowager Jiang, and saw her wrapped in her arms pitifully, and said to Su Yan, "Are you young and don't know how to take care of him?" baby."

Duan Zhaoling asked Xiang Sujin, "Is there something wrong with Jing'er's diet?"

Su Jin's eyes moved, and she was secretly delighted, so she said the words she had prepared, "At first, this servant also thought it was strange, but His Highness stopped making trouble after drinking the soup fed by Su Wanyi."

Su Yan didn't seem to notice it, she covered her arms and sat beside the emperor, sure enough, Duan Zhaoling's eyes became colder, and she turned her head to stare at Su Yan.

(End of this chapter)