The Legend of Imperial Concubine Rong

During the selection period, the women entered the palace, and the beautiful women left the court.

Before the enthronement, the chance encounters the heart is disorderly, the color falls hard to the young face.

Kangxi's spring of fifteen years was also the spring of selection.

In truth, in the past, Rong'er and the Emperor weren't familiar with each other, but even mountains and rivers couldn't prevent her mother from seeing her son. Rong'er didn't care whether or not he was close or not, and during this period of time, he often paid his respects to the empress dowager before heading straight to the empress dowager's palace. Thus, he became familiar with the empress dowager and the empress dowager, and Toya's mandarin language was much better than before, but she still didn't like to talk.

The empress dowager was not a talkative person. In the past, she rarely spoke to the empress dowager, perhaps because the empress dowager's momentum was too strong, so the empress dowager was used to staying by the empress dowager's side in silence. After being in contact with her for a while, Rong'er could feel that the empress dowager was really kind.

When she was a palace maid, she had heard some of the older court ladies say that in the past, when the late emperor Shunzhi crippled the first empress, he had thought of crippling a second empress, that is, the present empress dowager, with Dong'efei as his successor. However, the ministers had all raised their hands to advise her against it, and the empress dowager believed that the empress had never done anything wrong, that the empress dowager would only silently endure the heartlessness of her husband, and never say a single word. Rong'er thought that what the late emperor treated her well was different from how he treated her well. He wanted to present all the best things in the world, including fame and benefits, to his wife, and he was very fond of her. Although it was very strong, it caused dissatisfaction among others, and he let her down, as the son of the late emperor, there were many things he didn't want to do; but now that he treated her well, in fact, he treated her like a spring of soup. He was very calm, but he was very warm. Then she … How? The more a person had, the more afraid they would be of losing. If they had never had the emperor's feelings, then perhaps she wouldn't be afraid, but even if she had, she would still want more, only then would she be afraid of losing … These were not things she could control and ignore.

"It's this year's pretty girl." "Little Qing," Behind Rong'er, Little Qing called out. Rong'er, who was deep in thought, was roused, and looked up to see a group of beautiful ladies walking towards them.

About six or seven beautiful women in red standard forging cheongsams were currently walking over with a father-in-law and two older palace maids leading the way.

"Noble Lady Rong." The eunuchs and palace maids bowed first, and one of them, the elderly aunt Rong'er, recognized her. She was Aunty Xiao, who had taught them when she first entered the palace.

"Auntie Xiao, is this the newly selected beautiful girl?" Rong'er asked softly.

Yes, Young Master Rong." Auntie Xiao replied and looked at the group of beautiful ladies. "Young masters, you have not been conferred a title yet. That's why you have to pay respects to Noble Rong." Aunty Xiao's words were quite polite. After all, a pretty lady was different from a palace maid. If they could enter the palace, they would definitely be given a title. Furthermore, they might even be given a title higher than Rong'er.

"Young Master Rong." The few beautiful ladies bowed together.

Rong'er smiled at them. His beautiful eyes were the first thing that Rong'er saw; it was the eyes of a sweet-looking girl. The girl was smiling as she looked at him.

Seeing that Rong'er had yet to speak, Auntie Xiao called out softly, "Young Lord Rong, if there aren't any orders, we'll be leaving first. This servant has just taken the young lords to pay our respects to the empress dowager, and just now, we'll pay our respects to the empress dowager. Three days from now, the emperor will officially bestow the title upon the young lords."

Rong'er recovered his senses and nodded lightly. "Then go quickly, lest the empress dowager waits for you." Auntie Xiao led the group on.

Rong'er looked at the beautiful ladies' faces that flashed in front of her, her heart feeling a little panicked. They were so young, so beautiful, but she had looked at them carefully before. There were a total of seven pretty girls, and this year, there were seven of them entering the palace at the same time. If she wasn't worried, it would be impossible for her not to think about it. She couldn't deceive herself, but she knew that whether it was the empress dowager's words or the emperor's own words, she shouldn't think about it. Wasn't she supposed to learn from the empress? In fact, if the Emperor's heart could change, it would eventually change. Rong'er shook her head slightly. She shouldn't have thought about it, really shouldn't have thought about it.

"Mistress!" "You must put a lot of effort into the emperor!" Xiaoqing stood beside Rong'er and said in a shrill voice, "Xiaoqing, to be honest, there are two or three young masters who look better than their masters, and two of them actually look very much like each other. Right, one of the young masters looks very similar to their masters. There are more and more concubines in the harem.

"Huh?" Yes, it was a very familiar feeling. Even though Rong'er had the feeling that she was looking at herself, even though she was shocked, she still said, "Xiaoqing, don't spout nonsense. Since the emperor treats me well, I must be satisfied with what I have done. It's nothing. It's just a few imperial concubines entering this palace. Isn't there a new one every year? Don't talk about it. "

"Mistress, Xiaoqing is really worried for you. Since ancient times, which man doesn't like young and beautiful girls? One day, Mistress will lose her looks. At that time, Mistress, what will you do?" Little Qing said worriedly.

She was twenty-five years old, but those girls were only fourteen or fifteen, and so was the Emperor? Are you only interested in women? Rong'er's mind was in a daze for a moment, but she quickly recalled the words that the Emperor had told her a few days ago. She lightly shook her head. No, the Emperor wouldn't.

"Little Qing, go back to the palace." She did not want to be tired. She believed in the Emperor, so she did not think about it, just like she had promised the Emperor, that she would live in harmony with all the wives in the palace. She did not care or care, but treated him sincerely.