37 years old, I became a harem concubine

Here Shen Huan was trapped in the small Buddhist hall.

The empress dowager in the palace over there had a headache from the trouble early in the morning.

Frowning, she asked the nurse who was serving beside her: "What's the matter again, it's crowded early in the morning."

The nanny didn't know what to say, so she considered for a while and said, "Junwang Fujin, dragged the county prince into the palace."

"Where is this trouble?"

"It's just that the young couple is awkward. Fujin is a daughter's family, so it is inevitable that he has some temper." That's not temper, it's a big temper.

Mammy doesn't know where the King of Xiangjun, Fujin, got so much courage. Last time, he threw and threw things with the King of Xiangjun. A piece of porcelain jumped to the King of Xiangjun's hand and cut a hole. The empress dowager almost felt so distressed. If she was angry, if she hadn't been concerned about the power of the Fucha family in the court, she would have given her up. This time, she was more daring and came here directly.

When the queen mother heard that it was the Fucha family again, her mind was buzzing.

She really regretted letting Yu Wenyao marry Fucha Ruyue when she only looked at her face but not her character.

Rubbing her forehead, the Empress Dowager brought the maids to the main hall, and was shocked by the appearance of the young couple as soon as she entered.

I saw a few fingernail marks on Yu Wenyaoshi's left cheek, and Fucha Ruyue had a tuft of broken hair next to his ear. The queen mother's heartbeat almost stopped, and she walked a little faster. Holding Yu Wenyao's face: "Your face is How did you do it, are the people around you dead?! Let the master get hurt!"

Yu Wenyao rolled his eyes at Fucha Ruyue: "It's none of the business of the servants around me. If the Fucha family wants to do something, they dare not stop them."

Fucha Ruyue immediately said loudly: "It's because you shamed me in front of so many people!"

"Fucha," the queen mother looked at him, "what's his last name?"

Fucha Ruyue felt as if she was being stared at by something fierce, and her back was a little chilly: "Yuwen..."

"Then engrave the word Yuwen into your brain. He is a descendant of the Yuwen family, and he is your god, not someone you can drink around."

"But—" Fucha Ruyue was not convinced.

The Empress Dowager's tone became more serious: "You still want Aijia to protect you. As a Fujin, you don't want to spread branches and leaves for the royal family, but treat him as your enemy. Last time Aijia told you to change your temper." , don't think of yourself as the aunt of the Fucha family, just do whatever you want."

"Have you listened to Aijia's words?"

Fucha Ruyue is a proud lady of everyone, her father is the governor of Liangjiang, and she is in control of the military. She was the only one who scolded others since she was a child, and she never suffered a single day of grievance until she married Yu Wenyao.

When she looked at Yu Wenyao unwillingly, she pursed her lips and said, "Since he married me as Fujin, why didn't he take me seriously? He still thinks about other women all day long."

They were confused this time, just like last time.

The queen mother knew what she was going to say as soon as she heard the front: "He is the majestic prince of Daqi. There is only one Fujin principle. If you marry an ordinary family, there will be no such things."

It's fine if she doesn't talk about it, but Fucha Ruyue shed tears when she talked about it.

The maid who served her hurriedly went over to pat her on the back when she heard the empress dowager's dislike, "My lord, the proud son of heaven, if he didn't have some love for Fujin, no one would be able to get married by marriage."

"If you are softer, the prince will naturally be softer."

"Historically, when a husband and wife get along, the only way to overcome strength is with softness. There is absolutely no such thing as the sharp point of a needle."

The last re-examination was Ruyue, the queen mother's tone was not so severe, this time it seemed that she had been scolded from top to bottom, which made her both ashamed and afraid.

As soon as she was comforted by the nanny, she couldn't hold back, and pointed her fingers to say that she was neglected when she was in Yu Wenyao.

The queen mother was too lazy to listen, she didn't want to listen, she dragged Yu Wenyao in, twisted the veil to clean his face herself: "Tell me that you are a big man, and you can still be scratched by her, where is your future?"

"I don't care about women." Yu Wenyao hissed when the wound on his face was wiped by a veil.

He took the Queen Mother's hand, let the Queen Mother sit down, and said with some embarrassment: "Speaking of which, I owe him a debt. From the time we got married to now... I haven't consummated with her yet."

The people around him were carefully selected by the Queen Mother, so of course he knew about it.

When she looked at Yu Wenyao: "The Fucha clan has deep roots, and Fucha Ruyue is the only daughter of Fucha Bing. Do you know what it means to marry her?"

Yu Wenyao lowered his eyes: "I have never liked her."

"Then who do you like?"

"Chen Shangshu's wife, Shen Huan."

Yu Wenyao's complexion changed drastically: "Why do you..."

"I don't know what's going on around you. I brought you up since childhood. When you open your arms, I know you want to hug. When you open your mouth, I know you want to drink milk."

"You were brought up by Erniang herself. No one in this world understands you better than Aijia."

This is the same as when Yu Wenyao played hide and seek with her when he was a child, no matter where he was hiding, the queen mother could find him immediately.

So Yu Wenyao was not surprised at all, he shook the queen mother's sleeve and said coquettishly: "Mother, since you all know that Erchen likes her, then you will definitely not object to Erchen being with him, will you?"

The Queen Mother narrowed her eyes slightly: "Is that why you like her so much?"

"I like him, I like him very much. The first time I saw her, I wanted her to be my Fujin." Speaking of Shen Huan, Yu Wenyao couldn't hide the joy in Yu Wenyao's eyes, he was enthusiastic She told the queen mother how she saw Shen Huan for the first time in the palace that day, and compared her with her hands on her chest, "She is just this tall, reaching Erchen's shoulders."

One person's concern for another person cannot be hidden.

The queen mother knew that her son really fell in love with that Shen Huan.

Shen Huan's previously pleasing face instantly became hateful.

She said calmly: "Chen Fangyue is the orange that your imperial brother likes, and Shen Huan is Chen Fangyue's wife, you can't mess around."

Don't mess around, don't mess around, this sentence has been thought of countless times in Yu Wenyaoshi's mind,

He eagerly asked the queen mother: "What should I do there? Apart from her, I don't want anyone in my life."

If the language hadn't been seen, the Empress Dowager's hands on her knees were already tightly clenched.

His current appearance reminded the queen mother of a person who deserved to die, and he was also the one who made her sit on the queen mother's position and had the last laugh.

The Yuwen family is out of love.

But in this, there cannot be her shining time.

The commotion between Yu Wenyaoshi and Fucha Ruyue was not small. Everyone in the Ningshou Palace knew that the pair of enemies had come again, but this time the commotion was much smaller than last time. I don't know how the empress dowager comforted her and left. At that time, the king of Xiangjun was all smiles, as if he had picked up gold and silver treasures.

Yu Wenyao was happy when he was suddenly startled by the little eunuch's face, and slapped him on the head: "You dog slave, you don't make a sound until you come to me!"

"What's the matter?"

The eunuch said: "It was Fujin who sent someone to say that he was worried that the prince would be cold, so he sent a cloak here."

Yu Wenyi glanced at the cloak in his hand, and took a few strides to distance himself from Fucha Ruyue who was not far behind him: "Go back to Fujin, I'm not cold, and I don't need a cloak."

Fucha Ruyue listened to his movements with pricked ears, and when she heard that Yu Wenyi didn't accept her love, she was so angry that she raised her brows, and said to the waiter next to her, "Take it and burn it!"

The nanny hurriedly persuaded: "No, Fujin, there are so many people here, everyone in the palace is watching."

"Mommy, you see, he doesn't pay me any attention at all, he's not at all like the knife-mouthed bean curd heart you said!"

The Fucha family is a pampered noble daughter. Since she was a child, no one dared to flirt with her except Erniang Ama. If it weren't for the Queen Mother Yizhi, she would not have wanted to marry Xiangjun Wang Yuwen Yishi at all.

Thinking that he would face Xiangjun King in his life and never have a chance to get close to that person, Fu Cha's heart was so sore that he almost twisted into a rope, with tears in his eyes.

Seeing her getting emotional, the nanny made the people around her back with a look, and softly comforted: "Your Highness is favored by the Empress Dowager, and it is great to have such a character. When Fujin gives birth to an heir, His Highness will naturally not be the same as now." It’s so playful.”

The Fucha family was just resentful and angry towards Yu Wenyi, but the nanny thought she cared about Yu Wenyi.

Mrs. Fucha nodded a little guilty, and said to the nanny: "Put that cloak away, and don't let me see it again."

"Yes."

At that time, Yu Wenyao was Yu Wenyue's mother and younger brother, no matter how noble a person was, he could not surpass him, his every move attracted people's attention, and it didn't take long for the story of him and Fujin to quarrel in the palace to spread widely.

Mrs. Wulanara served Yu Wenyue a bowl of winter bamboo shoot and ham soup with her own hands, and chatted with him with a smile: "It's still two children, just get along with each other."

Yu Wenyue didn't answer, just took a soup bowl and drank the soup.

He was born in excellent shape, a typical man from the Yuwen family with long eyes and high nose, tall and fair-skinned.

Different from other pampered noble children, Yu Wenyue is skilled in bow and horse, and has been leading the army outside when he was young. He has fought many big and small battles, and he still maintains the habit of being in the army.

Having been married to him for many years, Ulanara understands how crazy strength is hidden under this body that doesn't look very powerful.

She liked it so much that she wished that every night belonged to her.

But she was smart enough to see that Yu Wenyue didn't see these women in his eyes. To him, they were concubines in his harem, it didn't matter if they were more or less.

Just like the decorations in the house, if they are broken, they will be replaced with new ones, and if they don’t like them, they will be replaced again.

Because she could see clearly, Ulanara was also glad that she was the queen, the queen of Yu Wenyue who was being married by Ming Media.

When she died a hundred years later, she was the one who was buried in Huangling with Yu Wenyue.

A meal, hardly a sound.

Today is the fifteenth day, as usual, the emperor will stay with the queen, this is the queen's privilege, and it is also for the birth of the first son of the middle palace.

There was joy in Jingren Palace from top to bottom. After removing the meals, they waited for the two masters to wash up, and then extinguished all the candles except the innermost one.

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Before she knew that she had already registered with the queen mother, Shen Huan was holding a bowl of freshly steamed rice cakes, dipping them in honey to eat.

The freshly baked rice cakes were hot, white and soft, and the sweet rice scent made the three masters and servants drool.

Shen Huan took a bite, and put the bowl of honey on the stove: "Dip it, it's so sweet to your heart."

Compared with the kitchen when I first came here, the current kitchen is a shotgun change. There is a large pot on the stove, and there is a steamer for steaming rice cakes in the pot.

On the shelf next to the stove are condiments, rice noodles, grains and oils. With the addition of firewood in the stove, the kitchen is hot.

Nanny and Haruko dipped in honey and took a bite.

Shen Huan asked them: "Is it delicious? It's much more delicious than the brown sugar inside."

"Ma'am, you despise the dark ones with brown sugar, ugly." Wu Shi didn't know his beauty-loving temperament.

The pastries delivered to him in the past were carefully prepared by the kitchen, no matter how delicious or beautiful they are.

It's nothing to ask for anything here, but I happened to see the piece of rice cake in the pocket of the six sons who brought things, and I was greedy.

Pull Haruko to do it with the nanny.

Originally, brown sugar was added to the rice cakes, but he refused to add them. He wanted them to be steamed and then dipped in honey. After all, he still felt that adding brown sugar was not good-looking.

Shen Huan held the rice cake and raised her chin: "It's so nice to be pretty, it's pretty and delicious."

"By the way, Haruko, is that cat here today?"

Haruko said, "Not yet."

"Oh," Shen Huan put a rice cake in another bowl to keep cold, planning to give it to the cat when it came.

The cat appeared on the day he was hunting the mouse. At that time they were cleaning the kitchen. They heard the squeaking sound of the mouse and were afraid that it would break free and run away. When they came out and looked around, they found that a cat had come from nowhere. If you bite a mouse, you won't let go.

It was the first time for Shen Huan to see such a beautiful cat. Except for the four black feet and the tip of the tail, there was not a single hair of other colors on the whole body, and the whole body was snow-white.

The two eyes are green and amber mandarin duck eyes, looking at people's round eyes, Shen Huan likes it very much.

It took a lot of effort to raise this cat a little bit more familiarly, at least now, he can eat things in his hands.

Just thinking about it, a cat meowed.

The familiar white shadow jumped onto the window sill, licking its paws at the people below.

I don't know why this cat is so chubby, it is placed there like a glutinous rice ball, making people want to hug it and hug it.

Shen Huan's eyes lit up, and she slowly pushed the bowl containing rice cakes to the other side of the stove, teasing it to come down: "Mimi, come down and eat."

"Meow~"

The cat hovered on the window sill, as if asking Shen Huan to bring it up.

Shen Huan, who always wanted to touch it, pretended not to understand, and continued to seduce it with rice cakes.

Fearing that the temptation would not be great, he dug out the dried fish from the shelf next to him and threw two of them into the bowl.

The temptation of dried fish is huge. The cat walked up and down on the window sill, his voice was so tender, but he just wouldn't come down.

Shen Huan couldn't stand it anymore, put the bowl on the window sill, watched it eat up and down: "Little heartless, you can't even touch it."

"Meow."

The cat tilted its head to look at him, its triangular ears purring.

What else can Shen Huan do, she can only add a few more small dried fish to it, and pour some warm water for it by the way.