court ladies begging for joy

Chapter 28

Over the years, I have read too many time-traveling novels, and when I saw a well, I wanted to jump. I never regarded it as a grave for burying people. I always thought it was an artifact for time travel.

So, Nie Jinyan, you should persevere, live well and climb up, don't be too hard on yourself by others.

Wen Xiaowan, who plunged into Nie Jinyan's arms, prayed very sincerely.

This moment is deeply memorable.Wen Xiaowan wanted to post Nie Jinyan, but she failed to post it several times. This time, she took advantage of Nie Jinyan's loophole to succeed.

Wen Xiaowan had noticed before that Nie Jinyan didn't like to be in contact with people, especially women.When he stood with others, he almost always kept a big step away, and he had deep-rooted defenses.

This is the first time Wen Xiaowan has known Nie Jinyan for so long, and it is the first time that Wen Xiaowan has posted so close to Nie Jinyan.It is really a big progress.

This dead eunuch, who had been immersed in the Punishment Department for many years, didn't even have the slightest smell of blood on his body, but instead had a faint fragrance of books and ink—could this be brought from the womb?
In fact, this intimate contact that was deeply memorable was interrupted mercilessly by Nie Jinyan in less than three seconds.

After Nie Jinyan realized what he had done, he quickly took a big step back and pushed Wen Xiaowan out of his arms.

In the soft moonlight, Nie Jinyan lowered his head deeply, as silent as the elongated image behind him.

Fortunately, Wen Xiaowan was well prepared. She didn't lose her composure because of Nie Jinyan's sudden escape. She just complained half-truthfully, "Nie Jinyan, you don't like me at all. I bumped my head. You don't help me to massage, I stand by you for a while, and you still run."

Nie Jinyan, who had froze like a corpse, couldn't help it anymore, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and after a while, he said, "It's not that I don't like it..."

The voice is pitifully small, but it is very good in someone's ear.

Wen Xiaowan snickered in her heart, but didn't show it on her face, pretending not to listen, "What? What did you say?"

Nie Jinyan knew well that Wen Xiaowan must have heard it and teased him on purpose, so she immediately shut up and continued to pretend to be dead, this time her mouth was closed like a clam in a river.

Wen Xiaowan knew that even if she brought a rolling pin this time, it wouldn't work.

Wen Xiaowan didn't force Nie Jinyan, she just became a little more cheerful and lively, not to the point where she was too hungry and thirsty.

She pretended to be stern and waved at Nie Jinyan, "I'm sleepy, go back to sleep."

Finally it was Wen Xiaowan's turn to stand up and stand in the lead, and Nie Jinyan followed her. Unfortunately, she didn't go two steps away in this state, and Wen Xiaowan became upset again. Isn't this bullying her because she doesn't know the way?

Seeing Wen Xiaowan stop, Nie Jinyan also stopped, raised his slender eyes slightly, and asked silently.

"Lead the way, where can I find it."

After Wen Xiaowan's manipulation, a few black lines hung down from Nie Jinyan's forehead.

It was still the side hall, or the side room, Wen Xiaowan tossed and turned on the bed like a pancake, Nie Jinyan quietly sat on the chair near the door and settled down peacefully.

Maybe Wen Xiaowan turned too hard, and Nie Jinyan couldn't take it any longer, and finally opened her eyes generously, and asked her, "Can't you sleep?"

Wen Xiaowan lifted the quilt and sat up 'teng', "It's almost a quartet chanting outside, it would be strange if I could sleep."

Wen Xiaowan's hearing is too sensitive, so even the slightest movement, she can distinguish several types, let alone this intensive attack.

At this moment, she deeply felt the wise words of Sun Wukong, like ten thousand flies rumbling in her ears.

Although Nie Jinyan didn't know what the quartet was referring to, the chanting sounds of several shifting monks and nuns in the main hall were indeed not so... easy to fall asleep after listening to it for a long time.

Nie Jinyan thought for a while, then flicked his sleeves, and pulled out a piece of jade piccolo as long as his entire hand from the cuffs as if conjuring.

The gentle and melodious sound of the flute, with a touch of worry, sounded softly like the moonlight outside the palace in the middle of the night.

Wen Xiaowan's beating on the bed quickly stopped, she stood there in a daze, it took a while to react, and regardless of the thin underwear she was wearing, she jumped out of the bed, ran to Nie Jinyan's side with her bare feet, He watched Nie Jinyan play the flute as if he were looking at something rare.

Nie Jinyan was blowing it up nicely, but the original intention was to coax Wen Xiaowan to sleep.He used his internal strength to use the sound of the flute to reject the noisy mixed chanting outside the hall, but he didn't expect to blow Wen Xiaowan out of the bed, making him more energetic than before.

Nie Jinyan stopped playing the flute, looked at Wen Xiaowan with a frown, and finally fell on Wen Xiaowan's snow-white feet that were directly stepping on the green brick floor.

As Mo Feiyang commented, Wen Xiaowan's feet are indeed not small, but they are in excellent shape, white and flawless, the pale pink toe caps are like cherry petals, tender as a river of spring water.

Nie Jinyan silently turned his face away, and his throat couldn't help moving.

Wen Xiaowan didn't see it, she thought that Nie Jinyan was angry when she saw her barefoot on the ground, so she ran back quickly, and as soon as she got back on the bed, she asked, "Sir, you are so versatile, you can even play the flute."

What kind of versatility is this? Nie Jinyan said disapprovingly: "Rituals, music, shooting, calligraphy, mathematics, and imperialism are compulsory courses for a gentleman."

When talking about "gentleman", Nie Jinyan paused for a moment, feeling a little uncomfortable. After a while, he said again: "My mother taught me, she is still good at zither and flute."

Those who can marry into the Confucian family are probably also talented women in the world.

If the Nie family hadn't been destroyed, with Nie Jinyan's identity, how could he marry a famous lady like Huang Peiying, the heroine in this novel.

Not to mention the cannon fodder female supporting role of her original body, even if she wore it in her original body, she probably wouldn't be able to touch Nie Jinyan's sleeves.

In this way, I still picked up a big bargain.

Well, although Wen Xiaowan doesn't like the sourness of the Confucian family - such as the Throwing Well Xun Festival and the like, she must admit that Nie Jinyan entered the palace, became an eunuch, and spent so many years in the harem. Apart from facial paralysis, Still able to maintain a little bit of character, not completely perverted like Lin Changhai, and he has to be entrusted with his background, which shows that Nie Jinyan's family education was very strict and good since childhood.

According to that bastard Mo Feiyang, when Nie Jinyan entered the palace, he was ten years old, and the ancients in this time and space were precocious.Ten years old is enough for many concepts to be deeply rooted and difficult to change.

What's more, according to what Mo Feiyang said, his senior brother started to learn martial arts at the age of three, and practiced martial arts at the age of four.He was adored by the young female relatives of the teacher's sect, and attracted the attention of all the little girls.

Um, um, it's worth mentioning, that little junior sister...

I heard that she is already married, very good, very good, Wen Xiaowan decided that as long as she has the opportunity to burn incense in front of the Buddha, she must pray for this little junior sister--pray that the little junior sister can have a bunch of children.

Even if this junior sister has a chance to meet Nie Jinyan in the future, at least this junior sister's children will have a bunch of children.

Seeing Wen Xiaowan's silence, Nie Jinyan didn't think that Wen Xiaowan's little head was taking stock of a lot of troublesome things about sending off Guanyin. He thought Wen Xiaowan was shrouded in sleepiness again.He squeezed the jade piccolo in his hand and played it again.

In this gentle sound of the flute, Wen Xiaowan slept soundly all night.

The Compassionate Palace, located in the southwest corner of the central palace in the imperial city of Jin'an, also enshrines a Bodhisattva, which is a large-bellied Maitreya Buddha invited by the late emperor from the South China Sea.

Some people call Maitreya Buddha with big belly the future Buddha.This bodhisattva is always smiling, laughing at things that the world cannot see through; his big belly can tolerate all the things that the world cannot tolerate.

When the Empress Dowager Bo was in a good mood, she would personally put a stick of incense in the morning and evening according to the routine on the first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year.

Recently, Empress Dowager Bo has been in a bad mood, not just from the assassins at the birthday banquet.Before that, ever since Jin'an Emperor Longyao sent her son Rui Wang Longqi to the south to control the water, she rarely saw a smile on her face.

Aunt Tian brought a cup of almond milk that had been boiled and the odor was removed, and put it on the pit table above the Fushou couch where the Empress Dowager Bo was reclining.

"Queen Mother, take a sip of almond milk soup. You haven't eaten a sip since you woke up this morning,"

Aunt Tian has served the Empress Dowager Bo for more than 40 years.When the Empress Dowager Bo was still the eldest lady in her natal family, she followed the Empress Dowager Bo.The likes and dislikes of Empress Dowager Bo are the most clear.

Early this morning, just after five o'clock, the Empress Dowager Bo got up early, but until now, Dayang has climbed up to the top of her head, and she has not passed on breakfast, let alone morning tea.

Aunt Tian couldn't stand it anymore, so she ordered her servants to boil this bowl of almond milk soup and brought it over.

Empress Dowager Bo slowly opened her slightly closed eyes, glanced at the almond milk soup that was placed on the kang table, exuding a mellow smell, and shook her head, "Yuejiao, Ai's heart is bitter, I don't have a little appetite Not at all, Qi'er hasn't disappeared for five days, the air in Zhangzhou in the south is heavy and humid, my son grew up in gold and jade, how could he suffer such a crime, the emperor is so cruel, this is life and death The heart of the family."

In just a few words, Empress Dowager Bo's expression changed several times. When she mentioned "my son" alone, she didn't even bother to use the word "sad family". Infinite tenderness comes.

Mother Tian didn't understand the empress dowager Bo's love for her own son.Why is she not.

She watched Prince Rui Long Qi grow up and served him personally.

Grandma Tian Yuejiao followed the Empress Dowager Bo's family all her life, so she was never married and had no children.In her heart, she completely regarded King Rui Long Qi, whom she single-handedly took care of, as her own son.

The two old women who were over half a century old felt the same way at this moment, and then cursed Jin'an Emperor Longyao for a while in a very tacit understanding.

When the two of them were talking enough to make Empress Dowager Bo swallow a few sips of almond milk soup, the little palace maid outside the gate came to report that the empress had come to pay her respects.

Empress Bo, whose maiden name is Qilan, is the niece of the Empress Dowager Bo and the third daughter of Bo Tianyi, Duke of Zhen.His mother also came from a wealthy family, and she is the eldest daughter of Zhang Huayun, the Duke of Fu.

With such a background, and the Empress Dowager Bo as her backer, the Empress Xiao Bo's position in the harem should be said to be stable and reliable.

It's a pity that God's wish is not fulfilled. It is precisely because of this status that she is quite jealous of Emperor Longyao of Jin'an. She has been married to Longyao for so many years, and she has never been favored by half a man and a woman. The husband and wife respect each other as guests, even the posture between the beds Well-behaved, there is no extra fun to speak of.

In such a way of life, after a few years, the Empress Xiao Bo became a little bit overwhelmed, and became more and more resentful.

She came to the Empress Dowager Bo's, her own aunt, to cry every three days, which made the Empress Dowager Bo extremely annoyed, but she couldn't put up a sign saying 'Queens and dogs are not allowed' at the gate of the palace. It is to bite the bullet and explain a few words.

This time, almost every time.

"Auntie, you can't ignore this matter. What is purdue sentient beings and dead souls? Obviously, the emperor made an excuse to do mediocre things with that shameless little bitch, Concubine Jia, in the quiet place of the Buddha. , taste fresh tunes, that is a royal temple, how can it be tarnished..."

Empress Dowager Bo rubbed her forehead, she didn't know what words to use to describe her niece with a messy head.

When Mingming was young, she looked very smart and smart, but how did she become so stupid after entering the palace?

Sure enough, he is not afraid of enemies like tigers, but opponents like pigs.

The emperor suddenly became interested in the matter of saving the souls of the dead, but it was just an excuse. Who told Concubine Jia to send a volume of "Diamond Sutra", and who told Nie Jinyan to talk too much.

That night, she angrily asked Nie Jinyan, what did she mean?
Nie Jinyan, that servant, explained something reasonable.

The relationship between myself and the emperor is too stiff, some things are hard to say, my own son has not returned for a long time after conserving water in the south.

If she didn't take the opportunity to ease the relationship with the emperor at this time, she seriously doubted that when the flood in the south stopped, that white-eyed wolf Long Yao would definitely send her son to the north to fight the snow disaster with an imperial edict.

In order for her son to come back safely, Empress Dowager Bo decided to put up with this matter for the time being. Anyway, the emperor didn't dare to do anything publicly, and did it secretly, which didn't hurt her face.

But at this time, the empress was so impatient, she came to her to pick things up and complain.

Empress Dowager Bo sighed lightly, took a breather, and said, "Queen, you are twenty-three years old this year, can you stop playing childish and let's not talk about what the emperor and his concubine are doing in the Bodhi Palace. Even if the emperor does not go to the Bodhi Hall, and there are no concubines in the Bodhi Hall, how many days can the Emperor stay with you in this month?"

Empress Bo fell silent, and the energy of rambling just now disappeared completely.

It's not that she didn't dare to count, but that she didn't have to count at all. In this month, the emperor appeared in front of her alone, less than three times, and he didn't stay in her Fengfeng Palace every time.

"Qilan, my aunt is not blaming you. Our Bo family, two generations later, has long been envious of the other families. If you want to keep the honor of our Bo family and don't follow in the footsteps of your aunt, You have to win the emperor's heart as soon as possible... and the emperor's body, the eldest son of the emperor must crawl out of the belly of you, the queen of the palace. After a while, it will be the season of the draft, and there will be A large number of beautiful girls are filling the harem, what will you do when the time comes."

Since Empress Bo entered the palace for several years, Empress Dowager Bo still seldom called her boudoir by her first name, but this time she called her out, which seemed to mean a lot.

Empress Bo just wanted to open her mouth to defend herself, when she heard Empress Dowager Bo say again: "My aunt knows your difficulties, but the women in the harem are not difficult. A concubine makes you lose your temper and feel sore Jealousy is getting louder, where is the deep demeanor of your harem master?"

Empress Bo was taught by her aunt to bow her head.

"My aunt said something disrespectful. Concubine Jia is the daughter of a fourth-rank civil servant. Even if she is favored again, she will not be able to give birth to a son. With the arrival of a new batch of beautiful girls, how long will she be favored?"

Having children is the most important thing in the harem.

The mother regards her son as the most precious, and without a son, even if she has climbed to the position of concubine, or even the position of noble concubine, the final outcome is as bleak as those beauties and servants with low status.

Don't talk about others, just talk about herself. Didn't she suffer from not having a son in the first place, so she raised a white-eyed wolf like the current emperor.

The women in the harem must be calm, so that they can give birth to sons and raise them up so that their backs can be strong.

Hmph, when the first emperor was in power, Shumei was at the bottom of the valley among the famous concubines, and her family background was even worse.

Later, only because of the birth of a prince, that is, Long Xiao, who is currently named King Shun, he was promoted three levels in a row, from Shumeiren to Shufei.

Now his son, Shun Wang Long Xiao, took him to his mansion to take care of him.She lived a more nourishing life than anyone else, and made all those people who laughed at her so angry out of their bodies.

Without a son, a queen is nothing!

(End of this chapter)