Jiang Xinyue sat in front of the bronze mirror. Magpie and Shuangjiang knelt at her feet. Magpie held a tray in her hand. On the tray was the pigeon soup she mentioned.
Shuang Jiang, who was kneeling on the other side, still resting his chin on Jiang Xinyue's hand, was lifted up by her and looked at the red marks on his cheeks carefully.
There were even black drops of blood seeping out in some places.
What did you use to hit Shuang Jiang's face in the twelfth lunar month? Why is it so serious? Have you killed yourself?
"emperor!"
Unexpectedly, Emperor Xuanwu would come. Jiang Xinyue knelt on the ground in a hurry. She was not dressed up, but was wearing the simplest pajamas, with her hair disheveled, looking rather unkempt.
But the reason why a beauty is a beauty is that even if she wears a piece of rag on her body, she can look like a high-end dress worth hundreds of thousands of dollars.
It seems that she is not dressed up, but in fact, every strand of hair has been put through Jiang Xinyue's pseudo-no-makeup makeup, which maximizes her beauty.
Her eyes as red as a rabbit gave her a sense of fragmentation.
Jiang Xinyue and the eunuch guarding the door have already said hello. As soon as the emperor comes, they will wave the lantern at the door a few times.
Their emperor likes to listen to others.
"what happened?"
Emperor Xuanwu pulled her up from the ground: "Were you bullied?"
It's okay if he didn't mention it. When he did, tears burst into Jiang Xinyue's eyes.
Afraid that he would cry when he opened his mouth, he bit his lower lip stubbornly, big tears kept rolling down, but he shook his head and refused to speak.
Shuang lowered his head, but was called by Emperor Xuanwu: "You tell me."
Shuangjiang looked at Jiang Xinyue, and Jiang Xinyue turned away: "Your Majesty asked you, what do you think I am doing?"
There is a sense of seeking justice for Shuangjiang.
This was the first time Emperor Xuanwu saw her so angry.
Even though she herself was forced to kneel down and Jiang Cainv committed suicide in her palace, she was so frightened that she became bedridden and never shed a single tear.
Shuangjiang was encouraged, pursed her lips and said, "If you want to return to the emperor, at dinner tonight..."
What was prepared for the palaces in the imperial dining room today was lotus seed and pork belly soup, which Concubine Li had served to the emperor in the morning.
Empress Zhenji made some soup herself in the imperial dining room, but it was not much. After giving some to the empress, there was only a small portion left.
The third prince had suffered from severe dryness and pain in his throat for the past two days. When Concubine De found out, she did not let him return to the prince's residence and arranged for him to be taken care of in Yanqing Palace.
Seeing how pitiful he was, Jiang Xinyue gave her share to Concubine De's palace.
For dinner, the person in the imperial dining room said there was pork belly soup, so she asked Shuang Jiang to bring it.
It just so happened that the twelfth month in Concubine Li's palace was also in the imperial dining room. When Shuangjiang heard that she wanted to add angelica to the pork belly soup, she sarcastically mocked Empress Zhenji because she couldn't wait for the emperor to come and wanted to eat the angelica to deceive herself.
Shuangjiang said a few words back, but was beaten by Twelfth Moon.
"The servant only said that our master has irregular qi and blood. The imperial doctor said that Angelica sinensis has a sweet but heavy taste, so it can nourish blood. Its qi is light and pungent, so it can also promote blood circulation. There is action in the tonic, and there is tonic in the action. It is blood. The essential medicine. My Lord, eating Angelica sinensis is not a metaphor..."
She raised her head cautiously, lowering her eyes and not daring to look directly at Long Yan, showing her injured face: "In the twelfth month, she said that the slave was disrespectful to the imperial concubine by contradicting her, so she slapped the slave ten times."
If it was just a slap, his face wouldn't look like this.
"presumptuous!"
In anger, Emperor Xuanwu slapped the round table with his palm. The loud sound frightened all the maids and eunuchs in the room to kneel down.
With tears in her eyes, Jiang Xinyue quickly hugged Emperor Xuanwu's red palm and blew on it, and then said angrily: "If I had known that the emperor was going to be so angry, I would not have let Shuang Jiang say anything. It hurt the emperor's body. It hurts." Still a concubine.”
Shuangjiang kowtowed in fear: "This slave deserves to die."
"I'm not talking about you." Emperor Xuanwu waved his hand: "Take her down to apply the medicine. Listen to your master and don't let her have scars on her face."
After all the people in the room were gone, the emperor hugged Jiang Xinyue from behind and comforted her: "Concubine Li was born in a noble family, and her temper is inevitably arrogant. The palace people around her are also tainted with a bit of arrogance, and they have wronged my beloved concubine."
This is the person who never mentioned punishing Concubine Li!
Isn't the life of the people in her palace life?
Jiang Xinyue lowered her eyes. Of course she knew that if she said some considerate words at this time, the emperor would feel more sorry for her, but she was in a bad mood and felt that she had fed the dog the first two barbecue meals.
The look of her lowering her eyes and silently weeping really made Emperor Xuanwu feel distressed, so he had to coax him gently. Jiang Xinyue pouted: "The imperial concubine is naturally noble, but the people in her palace actually commit crimes outside in the name of the imperial concubine. She is just a palace maid in the twelfth lunar month, but she dares to compare herself to a noble concubine. It is really audacious. If she dares to be disrespectful to my concubine next time, I will definitely not spare her."
Give Emperor Xuanwu a vaccination first, so that the emperor will not favor Concubine Li next time she is in the twelfth lunar month.
She couldn't teach the noble Concubine Li a lesson, so was she still afraid of a palace maid?
She doesn't want to tolerate peace for a while, nor does she want a gentleman to take revenge ten years later.
As the saying goes, tolerate ovarian cysts for a while and take a step back to breast hyperplasia.
She has a grudge and will avenge it on the spot.
If someone in her palace is beaten, she will fight back, and she will try her best to fight back.
When the Changxin Palace learned that the emperor had gone to the Hexi Palace tonight, he told the story of beating Shuangjiang with a guilty conscience: "I know that the pig belly soup was cooked by the imperial kitchen for the emperor to drink. She is special." , I insist on adding Angelica sinensis to it, isn’t it a mockery of Your Majesty, what do you mean by occupying the Emperor? I will give her ten gentle slaps, just because I am afraid... I am afraid that they will file a complaint with the Emperor... I will harm Your Majesty."
Concubine Li didn't care at all, she raised her eyelids lazily, and then blew on the nails of the palace maid that had been dyed with impatiens juice: "I just beat a slave, what are you afraid of? Is it possible that the emperor will come here for Zhen Ji?" Are you causing trouble for me?"
With Concubine Li's words, La Yue felt more at ease, and at the same time, her arrogance became even more arrogant.
She can beat up any concubine in this harem that their master doesn't like, and the master will protect her anyway.
After Jiang Xinyue was favored by the emperor again, everyone in the harem was shocked to realize that during the half month that Concubine Li was ill, except for the fifteenth day when the emperor went to Yikun Palace to accompany the empress, he had not favored any other concubines.
Concubine Li's illness recovered, and the emperor went to Hexi Palace.
How could they be qualified to see Empress Zhenji’s jokes?
They are the biggest joke.
Concubine Li has not come to pay her respects to Empress Zhu for a long time, but this does not prevent her from asking about the whereabouts of the twelfth lunar month.
Autumn begonias are Concubine Li's favorite flower. Now the weeping begonias planted in the imperial garden specially for the concubine are blooming in full bloom. During the twelfth lunar month, they come to pick a bunch every day to make Concubine Li happy.
Jiang Xinyue held the magpie's hand and walked steadily on the bottom of the flowerpot. She turned to Shuangsheng, who was wearing a veil on her face, and said, "Don't be cowardly in a while. If I ask you to hit me, just hit me. Don't hesitate. Do you hear me?"
