37 years old, I became a harem concubine

The Lu family is not on the same street as the Chen family. Chen Zhan went to the Lu mansion in a sedan chair, and soon met the current head of the Lu family, Lu's elder brother Lu Zhu.

Lu Zhu was only one year older than Chen Zhan, a bit short in stature, with a big nose and thick lips, not a single bit similar to the handsome Lu Shi.

Seeing Chen Zhan, he pointed to the chair and asked Chen Zhan to sit.

When the old man was still there, Chen Zhan still had some confidence in coming to Lu's house, but now that the old man is gone, he is facing the inspector of salt and censor with a white body, his heart beating, and he only put half of his buttocks on the chair, and said dryly: "Mr. I'm sending a letter for your advice."

With that said, he handed the letter to Lu Zhu.

Lu Zhu didn't talk to him too much, just read the letter after receiving it.

As soon as I read the first sentence, my back, which was leaning against the back of the chair, straightened up.

Chen Guiren Chen Miaoyi, the youngest daughter of Chen Fangyue, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, was favored several times after entering the palace, but she was lucky enough to become pregnant.

And according to the meaning of the letter, more than [-]% of the fetus is a prince.

Today's saints are not good at women, there are no concubines in the palace except the queen, there are only one high-ranking concubine, the concubine De and the concubine Zhang, and the nobles often promise to add up to forty or fifty.

Because the emperor never had the luck of court ladies, these concubines were either old people who had hidden their residences, or beautiful girls who had passed serious drafts.

Only concubines of virtue and concubines Zhang concubine were the ones who had children. The empress's mother's family was so red-eyed that they couldn't hope for a prince, so they collected all kinds of secret recipes for seeking children outside every day.

And Chen Guiren, who just entered the palace, actually has it.

Lu Zhu's eyes were dark, and many thoughts suddenly appeared in his mind.

Their Lu family's ancestors were also prominent, they had queens, and they had the merits of being a dragon. It is not an exaggeration to say that one person is under one person and above ten thousand people.

But after several generations of regime changes, he was slowly squeezed out of the circle.

Now he is working desperately, with his head pinned to his trouser belt, but he is only able to inspect salt and censor. At the time when his ancestors were at their most prosperous, he was not even worthy to enter the gate of Lu's mansion.

Lu Zhu said to Chen Zhan: "Go back to her and tell her that I know about this matter, and I will send someone to help her."

A useless old lady in the Shangshu Mansion is a good deal for the future of the whole Lu family.

Chen Zhan quickly answered yes.

After a while, an old servant with thinning hair and dull eyes came in, obeyed Lu Zhu's order, and went back to Chen's house with Chen Zhan.

At this time, the sky was already stained with a light ink color. As soon as Chen Zhan brought the old servant from Lu's mansion into the Congyun courtyard, he saw the second-class maid beside Lu's running into the courtyard in a hurry. : "What are you running, what urgent matter does grandma tell you?"

The servant girl was panting: "Back to the third master, sister Chun Xing next to grandma didn't know what was going on, and suddenly fell into a madness, running around in the yard with disheveled clothes, grandma asked us to hold her down."

"Spring apricot?"

"I was fine when I left?"

The servant girl frowned: "I don't know what happened, it just happened all of a sudden."

Chun Xing's girl, Chen Zhanshu, is a girl that Lu Shi likes a lot. She is very handy and often makes small things to please Lu Shi.

Why did he suddenly lose his mind and go crazy.

Chen Zhan waved his hand to let the servant girl go, and he led the old servant to follow behind.

As soon as he entered the Congyun Courtyard, he saw seven or eight servants and a dozen servant girls chasing the figures jumping up and down in the courtyard.

Where is the clothes disheveled, clearly naked.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Her two eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and the eyeballs almost rolled out.

She didn't seem to feel the locks and sticks thrown at her by the maids and servants, and she ran desperately, as if there was a ghost chasing her behind her.

Protected by the maids, Lu looked at Chun Xing with a frown, and asked Huai Qingzi, "What can the mage do? Is she haunted by dirty things?"

Huai Qingzi stroked his beard, and said inscrutablely: "This girl was originally born when the yin energy was at its peak in the day. Recently, a high-level evil spirit came into the mansion, and she was assimilated by the evil spirit."

"Is there a way to resolve it?" Lu Shi asked Chunxing casually.

Huai Qingzi shook his head: "Once the evil spirit enters the body, it can no longer be expelled. Even those who approach her are in danger of being assimilated."

"What!" Chun Xing's terrifying appearance was obvious to all. When she heard that she would become like Chun Xing, Lu Shi said to Huai Qingzi without hesitation, "Please quickly think of a way to take this damned evil spirit away. .”

Those maidservants surrounding Lu's family and the boys chasing Chunxing also dispersed immediately, running as far as they could.

Just kidding, this is fatal.

Huai Qingzi on the side was waiting for the present, nodded to Lu Shi, shook the copper bell lightly, and Chun Xing, who was yelling miserably, stopped instantly and stood where she was, her eyes were hollow and her limbs were stiff.

Huai Qingzi rang the bell again, Chun Xing seemed to be crushed by something, and her knees hit the ground hard.

From Chun Xing's madness to now, everyone in the yard knows how terrifying she looks.

Seeing that Huai Qingzi made Chun Xing obediently as soon as she made a move, she was dumbfounded at this almost miraculous scene.

So many people couldn't hold her back, but now she was subdued by the little brass bell in Huai Qingzi's hand.

Lu Shi's eyes were even brighter, and he believed in Huai Qingzi's ability even more.

Huaiqingzi walked over, pasted a talisman on Chunxing's body, bound her hands and feet, and returned to Lu Shi's side: "Okay, the evil spirit is temporarily sealed by the poor Daoist, but it needs to be refined for 49 days before it can be completely eliminated." Kill her."

"Ma'am, I'm afraid this girl can no longer stay in the mansion."

If he didn't say anything, Lu wouldn't dare to keep Chun Xing by his side: "Sir, it's up to you to deal with it."

"Since that's the case, Pindao Fei sent a sound transmission to my little Taoist boy, and asked them to escort the evil spirit back to the Taoist temple."

"Thank you sir."

There was a lot of movement on their side, and Minghuitang also vaguely heard some voices.

While taking off her outer robe, Shen Huan asked Qingzi who came in from the outside: "Why is there so much noise outside, it seems to be coming from Congyun Courtyard?"

Now there are only three of them in Minghui Hall, and it is very quiet, and it is easier for outside voices to come in.

Qingzi's face was reddened by the cold wind: "I didn't go, I just listened to the comments from the maids over there that Chun Xing next to Mrs. Lu was possessed by an evil spirit, and was already restrained by that Huai Qingzi."

"Evil possession?"

"Who knows if it's really possessed by an evil spirit or someone is pretending to be a ghost."

Haruko didn't hear clearly, and didn't want to know about these ghosts.

She straightened the clothes that Shen Huan had taken off and hung them up, knelt down to tear off the socks from Shen Huan's feet, and washed his feet with the hot water in the copper basin.

Shen Huan's feet are beautiful, with slender soles and round toes, like round jade beads.

Because of staying in the small Buddhist hall and guarding Chen Fangyue's spirit, the chilblains on his feet healed and reappeared, and his fair skin turned red.

Qingzi rubbed his feet carefully, raised her head and said, "Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, it itches occasionally, it should get better soon." Since she was a child, this was the first time Shen Huan had chilblains, and only then did she know that this little chilblain attack was really fatal.

I want to scratch when I feel itchy, and it hurts when I scratch it.

I heard from the nanny that children from poor families wear straw sandals in winter, and their feet are full of chilblains, and the flesh can be scratched off in severe cases.

After washing his feet, Haruko wiped them dry with a handkerchief, and then applied a layer of moisturizing ointment until his skin turned red, before putting his feet under the quilt.

Shen Huan lay sideways on the bed: "You guys can come to sleep after washing up, just like what we said during the day, lie down together and keep warm."

"it is good".

Haruko brought out the foot-washing water, washed her face and feet, and followed Wu mile by mile, sandwiching Shen Huan in the middle.

As soon as the bed curtain was put down, Shen Huan leaned over to Wu's ear: "Nurse, where are the things?"

"Here it is, Madam, take a look." Wu's hands moved under the quilt, and lifted a corner of the quilt to let him see what's inside.

In Wu's hands, there were three small handkerchiefs covering his mouth. They were thick and seemed to contain something.

"According to what you said, it was filled with a layer of wet cotton and a layer of fine velvet grass. The straw and grass blades were hammered to pieces."

Ever since she knew that there might be someone spying on Minghuitang, Shen Huan thought about it, and after much deliberation, she felt that instead of being on guard all the time, it is better to reveal the true face of that person and see who it is.

So I asked Mrs. Wu to make this small handkerchief. The velvet grass is a harmless herb that old doctor Su told him before, and the grass leaves have the effect of detoxifying after being hammered.

Shen Huan handed the small handkerchief to Qingzi, and said loudly, "Go to sleep, Qingzi, please turn off the light."

"Good lady."

As soon as the candles were extinguished, the house could not be seen, except for the occasional slight sound of wind blowing outside the window.

The three people in the quilt raised their ears and looked outside.

But time passed by little by little, and there was nothing strange, Shen Huan whispered: "Could it be that you won't come tonight?"

"I don't know, why don't you sleep, Madam, Haruko and I will take turns watching."

"Even if you want to watch it, it will come in three rounds. There is no reason for you to endure it all the time. If others don't wait, they will collapse your body—"

"Crack." There was a sound of dead branches being trampled off in the yard.

Shen Huan, who was talking, shut her mouth immediately, and signaled with her eyes that the two of them put the small handkerchief over their nose and mouth, and looked at the thin bed curtain.

The trees in the courtyard are swaying with the wind, and the shadows of the trees fall on the windows, looking like ghosts.

After a while, a dark figure rushed up from the side, lying on the door furtively.

The figure seemed to take a deep breath, and poked a thin bamboo pole through the window, blowing white smoke inside.

After blowing the white smoke, the figure waited patiently for a while, and after confirming that there was no sound inside, he gently opened the door and walked in.

The figure lighted the candles in the house with a torch lightly, and lifted the bed curtain with trembling hands.

Chen Ping's legs were soft, as if he was stepping on cotton.

From the moment he stepped into Minghui Hall, he couldn't restrain the excitement and throbbing in his heart.

He couldn't forget the scene when he saw Shen Huan for the first time, so immature, so beautiful, sitting next to his father with a pair of clear and moist eyes, and took the tea he offered.

Shen Huan.

His Shen Huan.

It's his now!

The author has something to say:

I worked overtime until late today, so I can only get out of this chapter, I'm really sorry, Bao'er|? ω? ')

The update will be added tomorrow.