Court eunuch

He said with a smile, "Eunuch Jinzhong said that he was entrusted by the emperor, and he came to ask the servant girl what else he needs, and the servant girl told the truth."

The emperor asked someone to ask every day?Wei Yanwan didn't believe it, if it was said that he only came once to show his affection, she would have no doubts.

But this Jinzhong is very concerned about himself... Jinzhong...

Wei Yanwan chewed the name in her heart, closed her eyes and felt the coolness of the aloe vera paste, as if someone threw a stone into the heart lake, and the ripples shook gently.

Six, high and low

"My lord, take a bite. How can you fight them if you don't eat or drink like this?" Chunchan knelt aside and cried to persuade them, holding a multicolored cup wrapped around branches.

Wei Yanwan was like a madman, holding a diorama to look at her face, without saying a word.

She had a beautiful face, which was not a big deal at first, no one in the palace was selected one by one, but she knew that her capital was not limited to this - because her face was like that person.

Because of this face, Concubine Jia didn't like her, Concubine Yu targeted her, and Concubine Chun feared her, and because of this face, she won the favor of the emperor and the glory that she couldn't imagine in the past.

Now on this face, due to the grinding that day, there are still faint scars, as if there are flaws on the white wall, affecting the beauty.

Caressing the phantom in the mirror, Wei Yanwan squinted her eyes. If Ye Xin didn't intentionally ruin her face, she wouldn't believe it.

The person in the mirror has small cheeks, exquisite facial features, and a pair of willow eyebrows slightly raised, outlining a somewhat lively appearance.Everyone said that she looked like an imperial concubine, but in fact it was just that she had a certain resemblance to that person, that person had delicate features, and she was exactly the same.But if you look closely, the two are clearly different.Wei Yanwan was born bright and beautiful, like a lingxiao flower that is always upward, and that person has a dull complexion, like a plain plum.

The emperor doted on her, so he had the intention of looking for a substitute, but in the process, he was pleasantly surprised to find the benefits of being next to her, so he indulged in it for a few days, and let her put her "charm" on the throne. It's true.

Cheng also has a face, and defeat also has a face.

Wei Yanwan stroked the cold mirror, and murmured: "Pause for a while, make the whole flower tin, not the water chestnut flower, steal half of someone's face..."

"The colorful clouds are so funny, how can you show your whole body when you walk in the fragrant boudoir." The voice came from far to near, but it was also leisurely and melodious, with a bit of artistic conception, but the "I" in the word was changed to "you", This song seems to have changed the scene, the person holding the mirror is him, and the person facing the makeup is her.

Another face appeared in the diorama, it was Jin Zhong.

Wei Yanwan turned over the mirror, put it on her lap, and stroked her temples, "What are you doing here?"

Jinzhong glanced at Chunchan, and the other side retreated knowingly, he put his hands on Wei Yanwan's shoulders, gently kneading: "Come and see you."

Wei Yanwan seemed to have gotten used to his touch and didn't resist him. She touched the diamond pattern on the back of the mirror and said in a slightly sour tone, "I'm just a lowly person, how can I deserve my father-in-law to take a look at it."

Jinzhong smiled lightly, as if all her words and deeds had become vexatious, and he was tolerant, "In the eyes of the emperor, what is the difference between being in the stream and not being in the stream?"

Wei Yanwan turned her face away unwillingly: "Of course there are differences! There are differences between high and low, and the differences between the descendants and concubines, how can I compete!"

Jinzhong's subordinates kept on leaning forward, "The difference between noble and humble, can't compare with the emperor's favor."

"Huanxin..." Wei Yanwan was thoughtful.

"If you are happy, you will be favored, and if you are favored, you will be able to advance step by step." He spoke softly and slowly, and his neither high nor low voice scattered around her ears like a breeze. Wei Yanwan felt the strength of his hands and squinted comfortably. Eye.

Wei Yanwan's thoughts drifted for a moment, and she said softly: "The emperor favors me, isn't it because of my face?"

"Tsk." Jinzhong stopped his movements, squatted down while stroking her shoulders, and looked up at her, "Your face is similar to her, but it's not like her. It's just a bit similar to others, if you look carefully When you look up, it’s clear that there are two people, why replace them.”

Wei Yanwan lowered her head and looked at him: "Is it really different?"

The corner of Jinzhong's lips curled up, and he stretched out his hand to caress the wound on her face, as if trying to cover it up, he put his palm on it: "It's different."

Wei Yanwan pursed her lips and tightened the diorama in her hand: "I'm not her."

Seeing that she was insane again, Jinzhong stood up, picked up the soup cup Chunchan put on the table, tried the temperature, scooped up a spoonful, and handed it to her: "Si Duo hurts your body, if you suffer from it, To be yourself is to take advantage of others."

Wei Yanwan glanced at him, and raised her hand to block it herself, but Jinzhong didn't give her a chance, and forcefully brought the spoon to his lips: "This is the first time I serve the young master."

Wei Yanwan glanced sideways, sat down, and accepted it calmly.

"Don't you need to serve the emperor?" Wei Yanwan suddenly thought.

Jinzhong lowered his head and skimmed off the oil with a spoon, and scooped up another spoonful: "I'm not on duty today."

Wei Yanwan leaned on the couch, "You go to my place every day, aren't you afraid of others spreading gossip?"

"Don't worry, I have my own way." Jin Zhong put down the empty soup cup and handed her a square handkerchief: "It's getting late, I should go too."

Wei Yanwan watched him leave, and suddenly felt that it would be nice to have such a person accompanying him in the deep palace.

Since the Royal Garden was punished that day, Wei Yanwan has restrained herself a bit, and rarely shows off her skills in front of others.But she also remembered Jin Zhong's words, in this palace, no matter whether it is high or low, it is not as important as the emperor's favor. In order to fight for favor, what is the difference between those who are popular and those who are not? She is just doing what she likes.

So Wei Yanwan simply closed the door and lived by herself, following the rules when outside, but learning piano and playing music in her own palace without fail, and every time the emperor came, she was even more slender and swaying.Everyone knew that Wei Yanwan was playing tricks again, but no one could say anything more about it.

"Flying in the morning and rolling in the evening, clouds and green pavilions, rain and wind, smoke and waves painting boats, the people of Jinping look at this time so cheap..." A person on the stage turned his waist and limbs lightly, graceful as a fairy.

It was Wei Yanwan.

Jinzhong stood under the stage, a little dazed.

After the play was over, Wei Yan gracefully stepped down from the stage, bowed her head like a Han girl, and said in a playful tone, "All blessings, Your Majesty."

The emperor smiled and said, "You do have some exquisite thoughts."

Wei Yanwan moved her lotus steps lightly, and personally brought him a bowl of sour plum soup: "It's just a trick, if the emperor likes it, he can give more advice to his concubines."

The emperor took it with a smile and pinched her catkin, "Your Du Liniang sings very well, but it's a bit frivolous."

Wei Yanwan lowered her eyebrows and looked pleasing to the eye: "The concubine will change..."

The emperor suddenly picked him up: "But I like your frivolity."

Seven, face powder

After the death of Empress Xiaoxian, Ruyi was promoted step by step, and not long after, she lived in the Yikun Palace as an imperial concubine, taking pictures of the affairs of the Sixth Palace. Except for a few young concubines who made the emperor feel fresh in the harem, these were the only ones. The imperial concubine is the most favored, and anyone with a discerning eye knows that this succession must have a lot of weight in the emperor's heart.Now that Ruyi has firmly sat on the Queen's position, her grace has not diminished, and seeing her position becoming more and more secure, some people in the harem have long been unable to hold back.

Although Wei Yanwan was promoted to the position of concubine by virtue of heaven's grace, and the emperor gave her the character "Zi" to show his favor, she knew that she was not young, and if she could not give birth to an heir, she would be even more helpless in the future.

"Next month will be the Mid-Autumn Festival." Lan Cui suggested, "If the master can make the emperor happy at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, the emperor will definitely think of the master again."

Wei Yanwan smiled slightly: "It's not difficult." She didn't run into bad luck when that Yikun Palace was in a good mood, she was just waiting for an opportunity, now that she has the opportunity, how could she not give it a go.

The high-ranking person loves elegance, so she will do something elegant.

As the Mid-Autumn Festival approached, the weather became colder and colder. Jin Zhong led a few people into the Yongshou Palace, and as soon as he stood still, the thin sweat on his body was blown away by the wind. The chill brought by the evaporating water vapor made him feel The skin tightened slightly.

"Eunuch, please answer inside." Lan Cui opened the curtain and came out with a smile.

Jin Zhonglue leaned forward: "Tell me about your work."

As soon as he entered the door, Jinzhong felt that the heating in the room was overwhelming, as if there was spring.

The windows were lowered in the room, blocking most of the sunlight, and the room was gloomy, but Wei Yanwan was nowhere to be seen.

Jin Zhong frowned slightly: "Zhu Zhu?"

After a moment of silence in the room, Wei Yanwan said softly, "Come in."

After walking two steps, he turned around the screen that separated the inner room, and Jin Zhong saw a person standing faintly behind layers of veils, with his back to him, with a head of black hair lazily pulled back, only a braid on the temples, and the rest loose. Loose behind, bringing out a bit of laziness.

The room was filled with a faint fragrance, like caramel in the mouth, and like a light feather caressing the body, Jin Zhong vaguely felt that his bones were a little numb.

"You came."

"By the order of the emperor, send some mangoes to Zhu Zhuer." Jin Zhong replied, but he lost his usual frivolous appearance.

"So it was this." Wei Yanwan didn't seem to care, she still turned her back to him, "Thank you, Eunuch, I don't like this stuff."

Jinzhong felt that his thoughts seemed a little out of control, and forced a smile: "The slave will go back."

"Come here." After more than a year of deliberate study, her voice is no longer as pure as it was at the beginning, and her tone is always mellow and enchanting intentionally or unintentionally. With her increasingly bright face, she seems to be naturally charming.

Jin Zhongcai's stepping foot suddenly stopped moving, and there seemed to be a long-dormant desire in his body, which suddenly woke up at this moment, which was hard to suppress.

There was no movement in the house for a long while.

"What's the matter?" Wei Yanwan seemed to have lost her patience, and just as she was about to turn around, her cheeks were covered with softness.

"What are you doing, Zhuzhu?" Jinzhong asked hoarsely in her ear.

Wei Yanwan's heart skipped a beat.

This is not the first time that Jinzhong talked so close to himself. From the very beginning, he always looked for opportunities to get close to himself.She only thought that he was an eunuch, perhaps because he was lonely on weekdays.