37 years old, I became a harem concubine

Shen Huan was originally androgynous, and the child she gave birth to was probably even more weird.

The royal family will not tolerate the appearance of such a handicapped person. Even a missing finger and a black spot on the face will be disliked, let alone...

It was after many years in the palace that Qiao Fu realized how unlucky it was for this child to come. Moreover, Yu Wenyue did not let Shen Huan take the Bizi Decoction, which was beyond his expectations.

Qiao Fu knelt deeply on the ground.

Yu Wenyue sat on the bed and looked at Shen Huan who was lying on the bed. Perhaps the pain in her back was too severe. Even in a coma, Shen Huan's brows became more and more wrinkled. tears.

Not long after, Yu Wenyue said to Qiao Fu who was kneeling on the ground, "Take medicine."

"The child in his womb, if he can keep it, try his best to keep it."

Qiao Fu paused: "The minister accepts the order."

Pots of bloody water were brought out from the imperial tent, and pots of clean hot water were brought in. It was not until an hour and a half passed that Qiao Fu came out.

His official uniform was stained with blood, and his hands were not even an inch clean.

He walked out and said to An Ning: "Master Zhaoxi has to lie on her stomach these days, and she can only lie down and sleep when the wound on her back heals. This is the medicine for rubbing, and this is the prescription for taking. Seriously, it's okay."

An Ning listened carefully, remembered his words firmly, and confirmed again and again: "Master Zhaoxi is really all right? Doctor Qiao, do you want to take another look?"

Qiao Fu nodded and was about to speak. Qingzi, who had been waiting outside the imperial tent, was about to be scared out of her wits by the blood and ran over, "Doctor Qiao, how is our little master, is he all right?"

Her eyes had turned red into rabbit eyes. An Ning, who was about to scold her, swallowed her words when she saw her, and looked at Doctor Qiao.

Qiao Fu repeated it, telling them to take good care of Shen Huan these days, and to tell him in time if there was any abnormality, and told them that Shen Huan was pregnant, and he should not let him eat some taboo things.

His body is already extremely weak now, if he takes those things that are not conducive to pregnancy, even if Old Doctor Su comes in person, the fetus in his womb will not be preserved.

An Ning and Qing Zi hadn't come out of the panic and sadness yet, and they were overwhelmed by the news again.

Lady Zhaoxi is pregnant!

According to his current favor, the appearance of this child may cause a bloodbath.

And Shen Huan, who has an heir, is afraid that she will go to the position of nobleman.

Unaware of Shen Huan's strange body, An Ning just thinks this is really good news, the emperor's heirs are really too thin, it would be great if the young master Zhaoxi could add a prince to the emperor.

And Haruko knows about Shen Huan's situation. She has been married to Chen Fangyue for 20 years, and Chen Fangyue always asks the young master to take child-repelling medicine afterward. Another child.

did not expect……

But, what if that child is like the young master? Can the emperor tolerate this child?

Joy and worry are not the same. Because Shen Huan was still in a coma and her back was seriously injured, she didn't move out of the imperial tent, but lay on Yu Wenyue's dragon bed.

And that night, the dozen or so bodyguards who followed him to hunt were all arrested. After some interrogation, two of them couldn't help but opened their mouths and confessed something.

These things were presented to Yu Wenyue, Yu Wenyue glanced at them, threw them on the table, "Take him and execute him on the spot."

Those who deal with these matters for the emperor only recognize his orders, and don't ask about the others. As for the identities of these people, it's not for him to ask.

So many people didn't know the news until the next day that Concubine Lan, Princess Fucha of Xiangjun, and Princess Baiyin who was known as the most beautiful flower on the prairie had all been decapitated.

And Yu Wenyao, the king of Xiangjun, was reprimanded by the emperor because of his lax family education. He ordered people to take him to a place in the Mulan paddock, and ordered him to reflect on it here, and when to return to Beijing after self-reflection.

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"Another Year's Draft" in the text

In the 15th year of the emperor's succession to the throne, the three-yearly general election was held in the palace as scheduled. All daughters of the right age in the three banners of Mongolia and Han are not allowed to be married to others without permission. They must wait for the draft before they can get married. Otherwise, it is a crime of deceiving the emperor. crime.

That being said, stuffing money can still take advantage of loopholes, after all, no one will have trouble with money.

Lan Ling's family has money, her father is a very popular cabinet minister in the court, and her elder brother is very popular in the official department. If she doesn't want to enter the palace, she has a lot of ways.

But Lan Bi had long seen the emperor Yu Wenyue, who came to the mansion for a private visit, and fell in love with him at first sight, who was young and handsome, and looked forward to the three-year general election as long as he was looking forward to the stars and the moon, so he entered the palace to become his concubine. .

So regardless of what my father and brother said about the imperial concubine Zhaoxi in the palace, who has been favored for many years, even if she enters the palace, she will not get the favor of the emperor, let her be recorded as a failure, and choose a young talent for her.

No, Lan Bi, no young talent in this world can compare with the emperor.

Besides, I heard that the noble concubine Zhaoxi is older than the emperor, and it is the time when these fresh young concubines are in their early years.

Relying on her superb family background and beautiful appearance, Lan Xun passed five trials and defeated six generals, and finally entered the palace, and had to be named a nobleman.

But on the first day when the concubines paid their respects, she felt that all the concubines, including the empress, were very strange. Looking at them, who came to the palace with great difficulty, looked like idiots.

"These empresses, didn't they take the wrong medicine?" Walking out of Jingren Palace and heading to Xianfu Palace, Lan Xun whispered to Liuyun, the maid who had served her since childhood.

Liu Yun also felt that the people in the palace were strange, thought for a while and said: "I must be jealous of the young master's youth and beauty, they are also very plain dressed."

It is said that where there are many women, competition for beauty is inevitable, not to mention the Sangong and Sixth Courtyard here, even the aunts and concubines in the back house of their Blue Mansion, all want to pour all the rouge and gouache on their bodies, and regard the competition for favor as the top priority.

The two masters and servants just passed the palace road next to the Hall of Mental Cultivation. On the way back to the Xianfu Palace, four eunuchs suddenly walked in front of them carrying chariots on their shoulders, accompanied by two court ladies, one on the left and the other on the right.

When the eunuch who opened the way saw the two men who were standing there, he hurried over and said: "Where is this young master, hurry up and kneel down and salute the imperial concubine."

The emperor has been on the throne for many years, and he has only conferred one noble concubine, and that is the noble concubine Zhaoxi.

Lan Xun had heard of the noble concubine Zhaoxi from her father and brother, and she wanted to see what kind of person she was who could be favored by the emperor for so many years.

Lan Xun raised her head and looked at the shoulder chariot, only to see a person sitting lazily on the autumn-scented cushion on the shoulder chariot wrapped in light veils.

She wears a flag head on her head, on which is a whole set of Qingluan Diancui's head, wearing a cloak embroidered with begonias, with pearls and jade on the cloud head, and delicate embroidery patterns rolling on the layered sleeves.

But these luxurious things paled in front of his face with half-closed eyes, ostentatiously like snow on a cold mountain, and moving like dew in the morning.

Clear and strict, absolutely beautiful.

In him, what you see is not the cruelty of the years, but the more and more intoxicating atmosphere that the years have given him.

Lan Xun raised her head unconsciously, her eyes moved with the movement of the shoulder chariot. Suddenly, the eunuch came over and scolded her, wanting to punish her for looking directly at the imperial concubine.

Lan Di, who was born into a wealthy family, realized for the first time that she was no longer the spoiled daughter and sister of her father and brother, but a nobleman in the palace.

And the distance between a nobleman and a noble concubine is a natural moat higher than the sky.

"It's unavoidable for a newcomer to enter the palace to be less disciplined. Let's go." The person on the shoulder chariot said.

The eunuch hurriedly bent down: "Yes, Your Majesty the Imperial Concubine." Then his tone changed sharply, and he gently let them go down, and they should be more careful in the future.

And Shen Huan, who was sitting on the shoulder chariot, didn't keep this unknown number of newcomers in mind, and went in by herself when she arrived at the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

The gate of the main hall of the Hall of Mental Cultivation was closed behind him. He walked to the side of the throne and looked at the piles of approved papers. While sitting on the throne, he fanned himself and yawned: "You are getting more and more nonsense. An imperial decree has been delivered to you!" Yikun Palace, even if you don't think about it, you can't do it."

This year is thirty-two, when a man is at his most attractive, Yu Wenyue didn't stop writing, glanced at Shen Huan who was sitting next to him, suddenly hugged him on his lap, and moved his hands dishonestly from Feel under the cloak.

"I miss you." He buried his nose in Shen Huan's neck and took a deep breath, Shire's tongue tucked in, leaving a string of shilulu marks.

But this little thing could no longer satisfy his addiction. With his fingers, he skillfully untied the cloak and the shirt inside, and pulled the cloak embroidered with the whole begonia and the white shirt to Shen Huan's waist.

In an instant, the smooth back and yaotun with a white dragon body tattooed were exposed in the air.

This white dragon is slender and slender than the dragon on the dragon robe. The dragon's head lies on Shen Huan's right shoulder, and slowly extends to the slender waist, to the joint of Yaotun, and to the place of Gengshen.

Shen Huan was pressed on the table in the main hall of the Hall of Mental Cultivation where he had stayed the longest in his life, and the stacked books fell to the ground, feeling that the jade that had been placed for many years was taken out and replaced with his .

……

After some absurdity, Shen Huan's clothes could no longer be worn, wrapped in the dragon robe embroidered with dense patterns of dragons that he took off, and she would fall asleep in the next second.

Recently, that kid was making a fuss, but this ancestor couldn't get someone to call him with an imperial decree, he was really sleepy to death.

In a daze, he said in a trance: "On the way here...I saw this year's newcomers...Looking at how young...a girl who is only fifteen or sixteen years old..."

Yu Wenyue picked him up, walked through the hall step by step, and approached Dongshaojian.

He put Shen Huan, who was still muttering, into the quilt, and gently kissed the corner of his eyes.

"I love Shen Huan, who is fifteen or sixteen years old."

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