37 years old, I became a harem concubine

When Mrs. Wu came last time, she heard that several families had invited matchmakers to see them, and they wanted to marry Chen Huiru and go back to be the grandmother in charge.

Yan Shi and Chen Shi are just such a daughter now. After asking her what she meant, they knew that she only wanted to take care of the restaurant business now, and after planning to find a wife, they rejected the matchmaker.

Seeing that their family was all together, Mrs. Wu pushed the box in front of Yan Shi: "The nobleman Zhaoxi in the palace sent me to send it. Inside are some things that nobleman Zhaoxi gave and Chen's promise."

Chen Shi, like Chen Huiru, thought that Chen Tingfang had won the favor of the emperor in the palace and became a nobleman when he first heard it, but Mrs. Wu's next promise from Chen made them understand that was not the case.

Moreover, those who have read the book, Chen Shi, understand the meaning of the title Zhaoxi better.

The word Zhao is presumptuous, and the word Xi has the meaning of light. It can be seen that this nobleman Zhaoxi has an unusual status in the palace.

But this nobleman Zhaoxi sent them something?

Yan Shi, Chen Shi and Chen Huiru were very curious about the contents of the box, and couldn't wait to open the box.

I saw a vivid bun made of jade on the top floor, made of high-quality Hetian jade seeds, exquisitely carved and very cute.

Under the buns are some daughter's handicrafts, embroidered forehead handkerchiefs and sachets and purses.

The two daughters were taught by Yan himself, and he was very familiar with their work. At a glance, he knew that it was Chen Tingfang who did it. He grabbed the forehead wiping in his hand and held it tightly.

"Tingfang, this is made by Tingfang... Mother's Tingfang..." Yan Shi really misses this daughter, and when she sees these things, she can't hide her tears. She had already cried a lot with Chen Shi in her arms.

Chen Huiru also had a hard time. At the time of the draft, her yuwang in the palace was stronger than that of her younger sister Chen Tingfang, so she worked hard when learning the rules, and even gave money to the little eunuch to inquire about the queen mother's preferences, just to win the election , become a master, and fight for Yan Shi, Chen Shi, and himself.

But good luck tricked people, and he failed to be selected after all the preparations, but his younger sister Chen Tingfang became the palace's promise.

In fact, at that time, Chen Huiru didn't understand how she was worse than her sister.

With the passage of time, many things have happened, and now she is managing the restaurant with her parents, Chen Huiru gradually understands that there are some things that are more important than the wealth of Tianjia in the mirror.

She reached out and took the hydrangea that she had told her sister that she wanted it, but the sister didn't think it was too much trouble and didn't make it, feeling panicked.

It took a while for Yan Shi, Chen Shi and Chen Huiru to recover and picked up all the embroidery work in the box, only to find that the bottom of the box was covered with a layer of gold leaf.

Yan twirled a piece of gold leaf, looked at Chen Shi and his daughter Chen Huiru, and asked Mrs. Wu: "Madam, just tell us, who is this noble Zhaoxi?"

Mrs. Wu said: "He trusted your family, and he didn't tell me to hide it."

Mrs. Wu stuffed the bun into Yan's hand, "Look at the engraved words."

Yan's head was full of confusion, and he turned the bun over, only to see a Chinese character Huan carved in the middle of the bottom of the steamed bun with a superb brush stroke.

For so many years, Yan Shi has only been familiar with the word Huan so much that she couldn't be more familiar with it. She shook her hand and almost couldn't hold the bun in her hand, causing the bun to fall to the ground.

She stared wide-eyed, looking at the bun in her hand, and then at Mrs. Wu: "Really...is it really him?!"

"I'm not dreaming!"

"When I first met him, I also thought I was dreaming. It wasn't until I talked to him and touched his hand that I was sure I didn't come up with it." From yesterday to now, Mrs. Wu is still a little confused.

After returning from the palace, she didn't sleep, her mind was full of what she saw about Shen Huan.

His face, his smile, the clothes he wears, the steps he walks.

I was afraid that something was wrong and she would find out that this person was a fake.

After finally recovering, he realized that he hadn't delivered anything to Yan Shi and Chen Shi, so he came to the restaurant early in the morning.

After getting an affirmative answer, Yan squeezed the bun tightly in his hand in disbelief: "But, I personally watched people put him into the coffin, and I also personally watched the coffin buried on the ground."

"He didn't talk about all kinds of things here, and he doesn't know where to start when he thinks about the twists and turns, so let's not talk about it, and you don't have to tell others about him in the future, just..." Mrs. Wu A little uncomfortable, "It's just that the old lady of the Chen family, Shen Huan, is gone, and there is only noble Zhaoxi."

Chen Shi next to him didn't see the word Huan on the bottom of the bun, and listening to the two of them talking was like listening to heavenly scriptures, so he leaned over to ask what was going on.

Yan put the steamed stuffed bun in his hand, let him look at the bottom, waited for Chen Shi to be as dumbfounded as she was just now, put his hands together and said: "Thank you, God, thank you, God, I finally gave up a regret in my heart."

And with the old lady in the palace, she can more or less let go of her concern for Chen Tingfang. The old lady has a good temper and will always help out.

After hearing two good news in a row, Yan Shi and Chen Shi were full of energy, and the restaurant was very busy.

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But the days in the palace were still so turbulent and peaceful.

Since the queen was pregnant, the concubines in the palace were asked to suspend their greetings, saying that the queen was a bit old and had to stay in bed, and there was really no time to deal with it.

And I don't know if the queen's pregnancy was a little too noisy, she vomited upside down, it was so sour that it couldn't be spicy, and it couldn't be tasteless. The servants in Jingren Palace were a little more tired than those in other palaces.

Seeing the sweltering weather, getting hotter every day, the heat makes people feel uneasy.

Shen Huan couldn't live without the ice at all, and she lay on the kang with a mat all day long, letting the eunuch shake the ice mirror.

That day he was frowning and was Bingjian and fan, An Ning's godson, Xiao Luzi walked in, and said a thousand briskly: "Slave pays respects to Mr. Zhaoxi."

"Get up, what's the matter with you in such a hot weather?" Xiao Shen Huan said looking at Xiao Luzi's sweaty head.

Xiao Luzi smiled joyfully: "No matter how hot it is, you have to settle the young master's business. The emperor ordered you to pack up and go to Yuanmingyuan to escape the summer heat from tomorrow."

As soon as he spoke, Shen Huan became interested.

Before he entered the palace, he had heard the name of Yuanmingyuan, it was an excellent summer resort in Shengjing City, the late emperor liked to go to Yuanmingyuan to escape the summer heat, every year he went there as soon as summer came, and only returned to the palace in autumn, for almost half a year. live there.

Shen Huan stood up: "That's a good relationship, I'll ask someone to pack up right away."

Xiao Luzi saw Shen Huan's joy for the Old Summer Palace, and also smiled and said: "Then the young master cleans up first, and the servant will leave."

"Okay, I'm going to trouble you, Mr. Luzi." The emperor is going, and some concubines will also go. Shen Huan thought about it, but she still doesn't know who the emperor will bring.

The next day, as soon as Shen Huan woke up and finished washing and eating breakfast, Xiao Luzi brought people to carry things with them. Fortunately, Shen Huan didn't bring much, just a dozen pieces of clothes, shoes and socks, and head and face jewelry. , and things that are useful in daily life.

Xiao Luzi, who also carried things for concubines in the past, did not expect Shen Huan to have so few things, so he asked, "My lord, is there anything I missed."

"No, if you hadn't said that it was a bit cold in the morning and evening, you wouldn't have brought so many clothes."

Okay.

Xiao Luzi felt that his previous jobs were for nothing. Those masters in the past didn't have boxes one after another. They wanted to move the whole palace there, but it was better to go to the young master Zhaoxi, and the three or five boxes were done.

Xiao Luzi asked others to carry the box, and personally led Shen Huan to the gate of the palace.

When the emperor came out of the palace, the battle was naturally not small, with endless banners flying, and the well-dressed imperial guards were dignified and solemn, all of them riding tall horses, with extraordinary momentum.

The one guarded by the imperial guards is Yu Wenyue's imperial chariot, but Yu Wenyue is not sitting on the chariot, but wearing a thousand-year-old green uniform, sitting on a horse with a whole body like ink and a crescent-shaped white hair on its forehead. An extremely vigorous and handsome horse.

This kind of Yu Wenyue is different from the usual him, making people even more fearful.

Shen Huan looked around and asked Xiao Luzi, "Where are the others, are they leaving first?"

Xiao Luzi smiled and said: "There is no one else, only the young master."

"My lord, get on the carriage quickly, I'm leaving soon."

Shen Huan raised her head, looked at Yu Wenyue who was riding on the horse, and noticed that his head seemed to be slightly tilted to this side, so she quickly followed Xiao Luzi and stepped on the eunuch's back.

As soon as he sat firmly, the carriage left, and the sound of hoofbeats was clear and sweet.

It was rare for the emperor to go to the Old Summer Palace, and everyone in the palace was eagerly looking forward to who he would bring this time. After all, Concubine Rong's princess was the one who accompanied her to the Old Summer Palace a few years ago.

The rules there are not so strict, and the place is smaller than the palace, so there are naturally more opportunities to meet each other.

But they waited and waited. They didn't wait for the emperor's order to let them accompany them. Instead, they waited for the news that the emperor only asked Mr. Zhaoxi to go with him.

"Your Majesty Zhaoxi—"

In Jingren Palace, Queen Ulanara heard the news from the eunuch, her pale face turned a thin layer of red, she leaned on the kang, and smiled coldly: "The emperor is completely fascinated by this fox spirit!" If you have lost your mind, you will forget even the son in my belly."

As soon as she finished speaking, the nausea in her chest made her complexion change drastically, and the maid who had been standing beside her hurriedly brought the spittoon over.

After vomiting for a long time, even unable to spit out the acidic water, Uranala was helpless by the mother to the pillow.

The mother said: "Your Majesty, you must take care of yourself. No matter how noble Zhaoxi is favored, it doesn't even compare to your fingernails, let alone you are pregnant with the future prince of Daqi."

"But he dominates the emperor!" Ulanara roared, her eyes popping out.

She clasped Mammy's hand tightly: "Kill him, definitely kill him!"

"Mother, don't get angry, be careful of the child in your stomach."

Ulanara's expression could not calm down, and her tone was irritable: "I feel uncomfortable every time I look at him. Obviously, the emperor treats everyone the same when he is not here, but since he is free, the emperor has changed."

"Mommy, I am not afraid that the emperor will not love me, but I am afraid that the emperor will fall in love with someone else."

The author has something to say:

I write the article as I like. I didn’t consider the issue of whether to have children at the beginning of this article. I just wanted to write a story, a story about the life of a person named Shen Huan.

As you write and write, there will be new thoughts, new ideas.

Today in the comment area, I saw a little cutie asking Shen Huan if she would have a child of her own. In fact, I have been thinking about this question for some time, and I decided to let him have a child of my own.

I'm really sorry for the cutie who can't accept the article about giving birth to a child. I didn't state that I had a child in the original copy. I'm really sorry for you.