The rebirth of a concubine: Gong Du will become the Queen Mother

Jiang Shiying looked at the appearance of the bowl of longevity noodles and wondered how the cook who made the noodles got in.

But thinking about Lu Zhaolin, who had disappeared when she got up, she picked up the chopsticks, picked up the noodles, blew on them gently, and then put them in her mouth.

When he was about to finish eating, Lu Zhaolin came back.

Jiang Shiying wanted to stand up and salute, but he stopped her: "Sit down, there is no need to be polite."

Then she looked at the bowl in front of her and asked, "Are you having breakfast?"

Jiang Shiying said: "It's longevity noodles sent from the dining room."

"Oh? How does it taste?"

Jiang Shiying's eyebrows were curved: "It's because Ah Ying has grown so big that she has eaten the most delicious longevity noodles."

After saying this, she finished the last small bite.

Lu Zhaolin first showed a smile, then stopped it and asked, "Has Ying already guessed it?"

Jiang Shiying stood up, put her hands on the table, leaned forward, pecked him lightly on the lips, and said: "Thank you, Your Majesty, this is really the most delicious longevity noodles that I have ever eaten in my life." .”

Lu Zhaolin held her shoulders and said, "Stand firm and you won't be afraid of falling."

Even as he said those angry words, he couldn't hide the smile on his face.

Lu Zhaolin had nothing serious to do today, so the two of them spent the whole day spending time together.

In the evening, the sky will get dark and snowflakes will begin to fall in the sky.

Jiang Shiying was a little worried: "It's snowing, can I still go to the hot spring pool?"

It didn't work out yesterday, so it won't be the same today, right?

Lu Zhaolin said: "Don't worry, soaking in a hot spring in the snow is quite interesting."

Jiang Shiying was doubtful.

It wasn't until half an hour later, when both of them were already soaking in Ziyun Jiuxiao Pond, that they heard her say: "Your Majesty really didn't lie to me."

Hearing this, Lu Zhaolin pinched her nose gently and said, "When have I ever lied to you?"

Jiang Shiying smiled and said: "Your Majesty is the best, I would like to give you a drink."

As he spoke, he pulled the tray floating on the pool in front of him, raised the wine bottle, and filled the two wine glasses. He took one cup himself and handed the other cup to Lu Zhaolin.

After Lu Zhaolin had a drink with her, he said, "Don't drink too much. This wine can easily get you drunk."

Jiang Shiying licked her lips and said, "But it tastes sweet and fragrant."

She tilted her head slightly, her expression innocent and filled with unconscious charm.

Lu Zhaolin's breath froze, he threw the wine cup on the tray, made a "dong" sound, and said, "Really? Then I want to have a taste."

Jiang Shiying's hand weakly let go, and the empty wine cup in her hand fell into the spring, sank, and then floated up again.

The palace people who were originally waiting on the outside heard the noise coming from inside and retreated further away in tacit agreement.

Jiang Shiying obviously only drank one glass of wine, but she felt that she was extremely drunk, her body was limp, and she was completely out of control.

Her back was leaning against the wall of the agate pool, which hurt a little. The pain seemed to be separated by something, vague and not very clear.

In a daze, she heard Lu Zhaolin's deep voice: "Ah Ying, look up."

The moment she looked up, countless fireworks exploded in the sky.

At the same moment, another firework exploded in her mind.

Lu Zhaolin said in her ear: "Happy birthday, Aying."

Jiang Shiying couldn't remember how she returned to Fuguang Hall. When she woke up, she was already lying on the big bed in the dormitory.

Her whole body ached, especially her back, and she felt severe pain when she moved.

Lu Zhaolin personally applied the medicine to her and looked at the red and purple marks on her back, feeling distressed and guilty.

After lunch, he said: "There is also a soup pool in the palace called 'Liuxia Pool'. The clouds are steaming and the clouds are shining brightly. It is very interesting. Do you want to give it a try?"

Jiang Shiying asked: "A Ying should go have a bath by herself, or should Your Majesty and A Ying go together?"

Lu Zhaolin said matter-of-factly: "Of course it's me and Ah Ying together."

Jiang Shiying gave him an angry look, with a shy and resentful look in her eyes: "I don't dare to take a sitz bath with His Majesty in the hot spring today. My back is still hurting a lot."

Lu Zhaolin thought of the good deeds he had done last night, his eyes wandered, and he said: "Then Aying can go by herself. It only takes a quarter of an hour. Taking too long will be harmful and useless."

The day passed quickly, and on the 22nd of the twelfth lunar month, the imperial chariot set off back to the palace.

Lu Zhaolin needs to bathe and fast in Ganquan Palace for one night in preparation for worshiping the Kitchen God tomorrow.

Jiang Shiying took Ah Yuan and returned to Jingyang Palace in a carriage.

After bathing and changing clothes, Jiang Shiying put on home clothes and sat on the kang against the wall of Dongnuang Pavilion, listening to Qiu Yu and Yu Chengyi talk about what had happened in the palace in the past few days.

"On the night of the 19th, when His Majesty's imperial edict came back, all the lights in the palace had been turned off. Because of this edict, all the palaces were lit up again. Especially the Shou'an Palace of the Empress Dowager. , I heard there was quite a scene.”

Qiu Yu said: "The slaves kept the empress's instructions in mind and guarded the palace gate tightly no matter what happened. Therefore, it is not very clear how the Shou'an Palace calmed down in the end."

Yu Chengyi added: "I heard that the Queen Mother also went there. I wonder if she alerted the Queen Mother."

Jiang Shiying nodded.

Qiu Yu continued: "On the 21st, the Empress Dowager took the people out of the palace. This time, it was not as quiet as on the 19th."

Jiang Shiying listened to what they said and asked, "Zhang Baolin from the West Wing Hall, haven't you done anything these days?"

With her absence these days, Zhang Baolin is the only master left in Jingyang Palace.

Qiu Yu shook her head: "Zhang Baolin has been very quiet these days."

Then, Yu Chengyi lowered his voice and asked: "Empress, what was your Majesty's decree for the past two days?"

Jiang Shiying glanced at him, then looked at Qiu Yu with curiosity in her eyes, and said: "I know you all have doubts about this matter, but don't pry. Just remember, if you do things in a good manner, you won't What's the matter? Those who are punished by His Majesty's decree are those who do not behave properly."

As soon as these words came out, both Qiu Yu and Yu Chengyi were filled with fear and said respectfully: "I obey my command."

On the twenty-third day of the twelfth lunar month, the Kitchen God is worshiped in the palace during the off-year period. This is a matter for the emperor and the empress, and has nothing to do with their concubines. The only connection is that there is no need to go to greet them this morning, and everyone can sleep in.

This night, as usual, the emperor would rest in the Queen's Palace.

Lu Zhaolin didn't even have dinner at Fengyi Palace.

The only thing that made the queen feel lucky was that he didn't go to Jingyang Palace that night, but stayed alone in Ganquan Palace.

On the afternoon of the 25th of the twelfth lunar month, Li Fei was summoned to Ganquan Palace to accompany her.

She was dressed as beautifully as possible, and happily went to Ganquan Palace in a carriage and entered the back hall.

In less than half an hour, he left the palace with tears on his face.

Not long after, a decree came to the harem.

"Concubine Li disobeyed the imperial concubine and was stripped of her title. She was demoted to the rank of Xiu Rong."

Everyone in the harem speculated what she had done in front of the emperor to offend His Majesty.

Only Jiang Shiying secretly thought that the person who handed the letter to his mother, the Empress Dowager, was the former Concubine Li and now Qin Xiurong.

The purpose of this punishment was probably for the sake of Princess Kanghe, leaving her some room.

Then on the twenty-sixth day of the twelfth lunar month, Spring Festival couplets were posted in each palace.

Jiang Shiying wore an alchemy-colored jacquard silk coat on her upper body and an eight-panel skirt of the same color on her lower body. The skirt was embroidered with dark patterns, and the collar, cuffs, and skirt were piped with white fox fur. The whole person looked like All very festive.

When Lu Zhaolin came over, he saw her standing outside the gate of Jingyang Palace, directing the palace people's movements.

Her voice can still be heard in the distance.

"Higher, higher, lower."

"That's right, that's all. Come on down."

Before he even got closer, Lu Zhaolin's face was filled with a smile unconsciously.

"Why are you only wearing so much?"

As he spoke, he took off his cloak and put it on Jiang Shiying's shoulders.

"His Majesty?"

Jiang Shiying turned around, as if she just noticed him coming.

"I haven't seen Your Majesty for several days."

Then he pulled him towards the house.

Lu Zhaolin smiled and said, "It's only been three or four days. Didn't we just meet on the 22nd?"

Jiang Shiying lightly tapped her feet and said, "I haven't seen you here for a day, and it feels like three autumns have passed since then. Your Majesty's place is better, I feel like it's only been three or four days."

Lu Zhaolin deliberately made a serious face: "It's because I've spoiled you that you dare to say such jealous words in front of me."

While she was talking, she had already arrived in Dongnuan Pavilion, and A Yuan took off her cloak.

He saw her throwing herself into Lu Zhaolin's arms, without any fear at all. Instead, she said with a smile, "I'm not jealous. I'm expressing my feelings to His Majesty."

Lu Zhaolin hugged her and couldn't hold back the smile on his face anymore: "Okay, you are not jealous."

Then, I heard him ask: "Why do you only post Spring Festival couplets but not the word "Fu"?"

Jiang Shiying said: "I'm waiting for His Majesty's blessing."