Rebirth of the drama: Ben Gong just wants to be salted fish

Chapter 33
So she took out the handkerchief and handed it over: "Zhuang Wanshen, if you don't want others to see your weak side, then you can only be strong. I will always remember that there was a man who loved me deeply, but I'm sorry , you and I have no fate, we can't be together in this life."

Zhuang Wanshen took the handkerchief from her, and asked a question without giving up.

"Obviously you have no intentions for the emperor, why can't you give me another chance?"

Rong Jiao didn't expect him to say that, and took a step back in surprise.

"Mr. Zhuang, some things can be forced, but feelings cannot be forced. Although the palace is a little chilled towards the emperor, I am still a queen. Since I married the emperor, I have to do what the queen should do. Mr. Zhuang In the future, it is better not to say such things, lest people hear it, you and I will not die well, so why bother?"

Unaware of the figure outside the courtyard wall, she clenched her fists tightly, her heart was surging and complicated, and she forcibly restrained her emotions from rushing out.

On the contrary, Zhuang Wanshen is more satisfied with the current queen, she is no longer that rich woman who only makes petty temper tantrums.

There was more introversion, more tenderness, and more accidents. Just looking at the back of leaving, he held the champagne tightly in his hand.

When Rong Jiao returned to Jingyang Palace, she was a little distraught, either sitting in a daze, or drinking water or knocking over the tea bowl.

When Fan Xin saw it, he knew something must have happened.

"My lady, what is it that makes you so uneasy? It must not be Zhuang Wanshen threatening you, right?"

Rong Jiao looked up at her: "He threatened me? What does it mean?"

Fan Xin closed her mouth, she was not talking, she stood aside silently and guarded.

Rong Jiao's mind was in chaos, and her mind was full of the scene when the man confessed to her, but Zhuang Wanshen was just a small trick and didn't appear too many times in the novel.

But why is she always feeling uneasy?

Could it be that this person is going to burp here?

No, she can't sit still and wait for death, she has to work hard to live.

When she just walked out of the palace gate, the messy thoughts in her head calmed down in an instant, and she gradually sorted out a little bit.

"Ma'am, it's so late, where are you going?" Shan Xin hurriedly followed behind.

She finally woke up like a demon, and fanned the wind with her hands.

"I just feel a bit hot at night, so I just want to come out to get some air. Where can I go at night? I don't know what the emperor is doing at this time?"

After realizing what she was doing, she felt a little inexplicably embarrassed. She wanted to have a showdown with the emperor just now, saying that she didn't want to be a queen anymore, and she wanted him to make a new queen.

Fortunately, it was just a momentary impulse, and my head turned around again. At this moment, I really wanted to run to the emperor and say that I didn't want to be a queen anymore, I was afraid that I wouldn't see the sun tomorrow, and impulse was indeed the devil.

Rong Jiao fell asleep with her worries in mind, but she was not as peaceful as before, she woke up early, and the sky was gray and bright.

She got up and put on her clothes and looked at the court ladies and eunuchs who got up early and started sweeping.

"Fan Xin, why did you wake up so early?"

Seeing Zhuang Wan yawning deeply, she came over rubbing his eyes.

Seeing the head on the window sill following the sound, Fan Xin was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Your Majesty got up really early today, and the servants have to come over to serve you when your Majesty wakes up, otherwise it won't work if there is no one around your Majesty to serve you."

The other concubines had a few personal maids by their side, but the empress was the only one by her side. If it hadn't been for entering the palace as a dowry, there might be no one left around because of the empress and the emperor's quarrel.

"So that's the case. It seems that in the future, I will have to find another maid to serve you personally, and I will change hands for you. Otherwise, you will be exhausted, so what can I do?"

Only then did she realize that Fan Xin was the only one by her side. Fortunately, she didn't have much to do every day, otherwise the girl would have been exhausted.

"Look at what the empress is talking about? It is right for servants to serve the empress, not to mention, if there are outsiders around the empress, the servants will not feel at ease!"

Rong Jiao just smiled and said nothing!
But the next moment, he saw Shu Wang's hurried footsteps.

"If you go back to your mother, the emperor will have a meal with your mother after the morning court."

"Understood, you go down." Rong Jiao curled her lips, she didn't know what the emperor was up to, but she never thought of coming to have breakfast with her, what happened today?
"Fan Xin fetch some water for this palace, the emperor will be coming soon, you have to get familiar with the clothes."

She stretched her waist, almost forgetting what happened last night, the first thing she should do now is to hug the emperor's thigh tightly, only by being alive can she live a life of salted fish.

She thought so, but seeing the emperor's appearance, she still couldn't help being puzzled.

"Your majesty, what's wrong with you? You look so bad, did you feel too tired last night?" She diligently moved the stool for the emperor, doing it herself.

Gao Yin looked at her, but swallowed back the words that were about to be blurted out.

"Rong Jiao, what do you think about Concubine De's drafting?" Gao Yin still found another topic to chat with him.

Rong Jiao secretly rolled her eyes, what can she think, anyway, it's the emperor's job to find a woman and not do her business, what can she think?

"Reporting to the emperor, the matter of drafting and accepting concubines is connected to the front and rear palaces. The emperor can do as he sees. If there is someone he really likes, he can also enter the palace at this time and be with the emperor often."

She picked up the bowl and began to eat the food. She didn't know how the other concubines used to eat, but she picked up the bowl according to her own habits, ate the vegetables, and chewed slowly.

Someone is staring at her, and she will always feel a little uncomfortable, but it does not prevent her from eating and drinking.

After eating and drinking, I realized that the man sitting opposite didn't seem to have touched his chopsticks.

"Your Majesty, aren't you hungry? You should eat something to fill your stomach. There are still so many government affairs to be busy in a while." As he spoke, he took the initiative to grab a piece of pickled lotus root slices for the Emperor.

Just as Shu Wang was about to speak, Gao Yin picked up the chopsticks and ate the sliced ​​lotus root she had brought into his mouth.

The crunching sound was like shaking bones.

"Your Majesty, is this cold lotus root slice delicious? This concubine thinks it's delicious." Seeing that the Emperor ate it without hesitation, she covered her mouth and smiled happily.

"Rong Jiao, you haven't told me yet, what do you think of this concubine selection?"

Why is this problem again?Could it be that the emperor came to find fault?

"Your majesty, the concubines really have no opinion. As long as the emperor is interested, they can be included in the harem. As long as they enter the harem, they are all the emperor's women. As far as the concubines are concerned, they are all sisters of their own family. There is nothing to be picky about."

She smiled cheerfully and said, the more she saw the emperor's darker and darker face, the more she couldn't understand what was going on with this man?Obviously he was the one who came looking for him, but he was angry.

Gao Yin put down the chopsticks in his hand, and wiped his mouth with a handkerchief.

"Forget it, I don't have much appetite today, you accompany me to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, there are still many memorials that have not been approved."

(End of this chapter)