Roufu Diji

Chapter 1 Wedges
Rou Fu Di Ji · Volume [-]

During the "Jingkang Change" three years ago, along with Huizong Zhao Ji, Qinzong Zhao Huan and thousands of clan children and harem concubines Rou Fu Di Ji, who was captured with his concubine and went north, returned.

Chao Sanlang and Zhen Cai, who knew Qizhou, personally escorted the imperial concubine who had fled from the Kingdom of Jin into the palace.When the guards spread the news that Roufu Emperor Ji Cheyu had arrived at Lizhengmen, the main gate of the imperial city, to Zhao Gou who was waiting in the main hall, he almost jumped up and walked to the hall with great strides. Outside, looking in the direction of Roufu's future.

Outside the Lizheng gate, two court ladies walked up to the Yunfeng shoulder car that Roufu was riding on. In the curtain between the screen and the red lacquer rattan chair on the red Luoyin mattress, the emperor's concubine descended into the hall.

The woman in the shoulders stood up gently, stepped down with the support of the court lady, bent down and lowered her head. The nine jeweled flowers on her head collided with the two gold-encrusted temples and the white jade pendant on her body. There is sound and tinkle.When going down, she cautiously slightly pulled up the Zhu Jinluo skirt with pearls and gold belt, revealing a little phoenix pattern embroidered shoes, and walked down the steps with her feet.

The palace maid supporting her looked at each other, feeling a little surprised in her heart: the feet of this emperor concubine are not like the slender feet of the princesses, they seem to be much larger in size, which is reflected by her delicate dress and noble demeanor. Not harmonious.

As soon as Rou Fu went down, two beauties greeted him, both of whom smiled and bowed to say hello.

They are Zhao Gou's concubines, Jieyu Zhang and talented Wu, waiting at the Lizheng gate to welcome the emperor according to Zhao Gou's decree.

Rou Fu returned the gift, and then slowly looked at them, guessing their identities from their clothes.When she shifted her gaze to Wu Cairen's face, she suddenly smiled lightly.

"Yingfu," she said to Wu Cairen, "you have become my concubine." The talented Wu Yingfu blushed slightly, and said, "I'm just a talented person who serves the officials, and the officials have always been hypocritical. The next seat is waiting for Lady Xing."

Rou Fu nodded, stopped talking, and then, accompanied by a Shangyi and two concubines, walked to Wende Hall where Emperor Zhao Gou was.

Zhao Gou stood outside the Hall of Wende, watching his sister Roufu approaching.It was a cloudy day with no sunshine, and the wind blowing towards her face was full of bleak autumn. She walked softly on the main path in front of the hall, her clothes fluttering lightly, and the figure in the Zhu Jinluo skirt suddenly looked a little sad and strange, like a natural flower. The blooming bloody hibiscus slowly floated up from the water.

She finally walked up to him.After seeing her face clearly, Zhao Gou secretly let out a long sigh of relief—the facial features were consistent with what he remembered, and she was his younger sister Roufu Diji.

Rou Fu solemnly bowed down and saluted the emperor's brother.Zhao Gou immediately supported his hands and said, "My sister is free."

She was not overwhelmed by flattery either, she just said indifferently: "Thanks to the official family."

Her tone and expression were completely different from what Zhao Gou expected.Zhao Gou frowned slightly, then called her small characters gently, and said to her, "Yuan Yuan, you can address me like you used to."

Rou Fu looked up at him, and after a while, whispered two words: "Brother Nine." There was no warmth in her tone that he expected.He was a little disappointed.Looking at her carefully, I found that there was a kind of indifference and coolness in the corners of her eyes and brows that should have nothing to do with her 19-year-old youth.Her figure is thin, her skin is arrogantly pale, and she refuses to be stained by the carefully applied rouge, making that layer of rouge look like red dust floating on pure white porcelain.

But beneath the lingering gloom, her beauty remains as menacing as her gauntness.

(End of this chapter)