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

After the words fell, before Lu Zhaolin and Jiang Shiying could react, Princess Huiming's consort stood up in a panic, saluted to his superior, and said: "Your Majesty, forgive me, Princess, this is a drink. too much."

Then, he took Princess Huiming's arm and asked her to sit down and drink some soup to sober up.

Princess Huiming frowned in disgust, shook off the consort's hand, and said, "I'm not drunk, so don't make trouble for me."

The prince-in-law was so anxious that sweat was about to break out on his forehead, but he heard Princess Huiming still saying: "Brother Huang loves Concubine Chen, so he can't ignore the rules."

Lu Zhaolin chuckled, then turned his head slightly to look at the queen: "What does the queen think?"

A faint smile appeared on the queen's lips and she said: "Huiming has drunk too much. Please help her sit down."

With her words, when the prince-in-law tried to pull Princess Huiming's arm again, she was no longer shaken off.

When Princess Huiming sat down, she heard the queen say: "Today is a family banquet, so there is no need to stick to the rules. Concubine Chen can make His Majesty happy, and I feel good about having her serve at Your Majesty's side."

This was obviously a sign of submission, but in fact, it was first saying that this matter was against the rules, and then implying that Jiang Shiying was just a thing for people's entertainment.

Lu Zhaolin naturally understood this meaning.

He glanced at the queen and said, "The queen is very good at talking."

Then, without waiting for the queen to say anything else, she said directly: "It's Concubine Shu's turn later."

The queen choked on the words in her throat, and Concubine Shu stood up and walked to the palace.

Afterwards, in order of rank from high to low, the concubines either presented gifts or performed performances.

Many people who don't receive much favor on weekdays are hoping to take advantage of today's opportunity to leave a special shadow in Lu Zhaolin's heart.

However, they all came with expectations and left with disappointment.

Those who give gifts, no matter whether the things they give are worth thousands of gold or are made by one's own hands, will receive similar compliments.

The show is even worse. Looking up, you can always see the two emperors and concubines on the throne whispering and laughing from time to time.

Until Yi Meiren appeared with Qin in her arms.

Jiang Shiying gently pushed Lu Zhaolin's arm and said, "Your Majesty, don't tease me anymore. I want to watch Beauty Yi play the piano seriously."

"Oh?" Lu Zhaolin raised his eyebrows.

Jiang Shiying whispered in his ear: "I heard that Yi Meiren is so good at playing the piano that she can make snowflakes dance with the sound of the piano. The snow on the trees outside hasn't fallen yet, and I don't know if I can watch it soon. To the scene where snowflakes are fluttering in the music of the piano.”

Lu Zhaolin chuckled and said, "I'm afraid I'm going to be disappointed."

"Oh?" Jiang Shiying looked at him: "Is it possible that the scene at the eldest princess's birthday banquet is just a legend?"

Lu Zhaolin said: "It's true. But it's probably just using some clever method."

Now that Yi Meiren has entered the palace, her status is not high and she is a newcomer. No one in the palace will cooperate with her like they did in the princess's mansion.

Sure enough, until the end of the song, the snow on the branches outside Xie Fang Hall stayed on the branches, motionless.

Jiang Shiying was okay, she just sighed in disappointment.

However, the imperial concubine sneered unceremoniously and said, "The sound of Yimei Ren's piano is so magical outside, is that all?"

As soon as the words fell, a short sneer sounded in the hall.

Yi Meiren was very stable and bowed to her gracefully: "My concubine is not good at playing the piano, and I have let the imperial concubine down."

The queen said: "In my opinion, Yi Meiren's piano skills are very good. When I listened to her just now, I couldn't help but be distracted by the sound of the piano. Please don't be too harsh, imperial concubine."

The imperial concubine said: "The queen feels sorry for her cousin, I just don't tell you."

After the beauty ceremony, another quarter of an hour passed before the concubines presented their gifts.

At the beginning of Haishi, the Queen Mother ran out of excuses and stood up to leave.

Lu Zhaolin didn't wait any longer and personally escorted the Queen Mother back to Shoukang Palace.

Coming out of Shoukang Palace, Yao Xingde asked tentatively: "Your Majesty, should we go back to Ganquan Palace or not?"

Lu Zhaolin said: "Go to Jingyang Palace."

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After longevity, the twelfth lunar month has entered in the blink of an eye.

On this day, the back hall of Ganquan Palace.

Lu Zhaolin was reviewing the excerpts, while Jiang Shiying was leaning on the soft couch, holding a storybook in her hand and flipping through it at will.

She didn't know what she was thinking, but she suddenly sat up and waved to Yao Xingde.

Yao Xingde walked up to her quietly. After the two whispered a few words, they saw Yao Xingde leaving the palace.

After a while, when Lu Zhaolin raised his head again, he saw a charcoal basin placed in front of Jiang Shiying, with a few taros placed on the charcoal basin.

He asked: "Where did the taro come from?"

Jiang Shiying said: "Ah Ying just asked Eunuch Yao to get it."

Lu Zhaolin laughed: "You will enjoy it."

Jiang Shiying smiled and said, "When it's baked, I'll peel the taro for Your Majesty to eat."

Lu Zhaolin said: "Then I'll just wait."

Gradually, the temple was filled with the aroma of roasted taro.

Yao Xingde wanted to pick out the taro with fire chopsticks, but Jiang Shiying stopped him: "I'll do it."

Yao Xingde had no choice but to hand the hot chopsticks to her and said uneasily: "Mom, be careful."

Jiang Shiying said: "Don't worry."

While she was talking, she took out several taros.

Then, she said to Lu Zhaolin who was sitting behind the imperial desk: "Your Majesty, the taro is roasted."

Lu Zhaolin had already heard the movement on her side, but he pretended not to notice it. When she called him, he raised his head and said, "Really?"

Jiang Shiying held a taro in both hands and walked quickly in his direction.

Finally, he walked to the imperial cabinet, quickly put the taro on the table, then blew on his hand and said, "It's so hot."

Lu Zhaolin took her hand and saw that it was a little red, and said hurriedly: "Yao Xingde, get the ointment quickly."

"No need." Jiang Shiying stopped him: "It will be fine in a moment."

Then, she reached out to pick up the taro she had just placed on the table.

Lu Zhaolin blocked her hand and said, "Your hands are burned."

Jiang Shiying smiled brightly: "I'm fine. I promised to peel taro for Your Majesty."

Lu Zhaolin still frowned and placed his hands in front of her.

Jiang Shiying grabbed his sleeve, shook it, and said, "It's really okay. If you don't believe it, take a look."

As he spoke, he put his hand in front of his eyes.

Lu Zhaolin took a look and saw that the red color had receded. Then he took back his arm and told her: "You should be more careful."

Jiang Shiying responded with a smile.

After she peeled a taro, dipped it in a small bowl with sugar, and then handed it to Lu Zhaolin's lips.

After the two of them shared a taro, Jiang Shiying asked Yao Xingde to get some chestnuts, which she wanted to roast and eat with her own hands.

Lu Zhaolin chuckled: "Ah Ying knows how to have fun."

Jiang Shiying's eyebrows were crooked: "A Ying is looking for fun? She clearly cares about His Majesty. Your Majesty is busy with government affairs, but A Ying can't share your Majesty's worries. She can only do some small things, roasting taro and chestnuts for His Majesty with her own hands. .”

Lu Zhaolin raised his eyebrows: "Is it all because of me?"

Jiang Shiying suppressed a smile and nodded: "Exactly."

Lu Zhaolin stretched out his long fingers and flicked her forehead.

Jiang Shiying felt pain, covered her forehead and glared at him: "Your Majesty!"

Lu Zhaolin coughed lightly and thrust a memorial at hand into her hand.

Jiang Shiying was puzzled: "What does your Majesty mean?"

Lu Zhaolin leaned back in his chair and said, "Since I want to share my worries, come and read the memorial to me."