37 years old, I became a harem concubine

After washing up and drying off the water stains on her body, Haruko waited for Shen Huan to put on her underwear.

The camel concubine and eunuch who had been waiting outside came in, rolled him up on the brocade quilt, and carried him out of the Great Buddha Hall to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

It was still drizzling, an eunuch was holding a lantern in front to illuminate the path under his feet, another eunuch was holding a big oil-paper umbrella to cover his head, two eunuchs carrying camel concubines carried Shen Huan steadily, and put him in the ward. There is a dragon bed in the east of Xindian, and then put down the bed curtain.

To the east is the emperor's bedroom, brightly lit, and the light is reflected on the bed through the bright yellow bed curtain. Except for the occasional sound of light fireworks exploding, there is silence.

On the other side of the Xinuang Pavilion, Yu Wenyue held a vermilion pen in his hand, picked up a set of notebooks to correct, and the two thick stacks of notebooks on the table slowly came to an end.

The court lady serving tea quietly put the tea in his handy place, Yu Wenyue took a sip and asked An Ning, "What time is it?"

An Ning said: "Go back to the emperor, it's seven quarters of the Hai hour."

This hour is normal for Yu Wenyue, and it is not uncommon for Yu Wenyue to arrive at Choushi Yinshi when he is busy.

He loosened his fingers, stood up and said, "That's it for today."

As soon as these words came out, the servants in front of the imperial court immediately carried lanterns and walked on both sides to show him the way. First, they passed through the hall connecting the front hall and the back hall, and then entered the East Second Room.

There is only a wall between the Dongci room and the Dongshao room. The Dongshao room is the place where the emperor sleeps, and the Dongci room is the place for washing, changing clothes and drinking tea.

After freshening up, Yu Wenyue walked into the east room wearing a bright yellow undershirt.

He stood in front of the dragon bed and picked up the bed curtain.

On the bed, like every concubine in the past, lay a person wrapped in a brocade quilt.

Yu Wenyue looked calm, lifted the quilt over his head, revealing a reddish hibiscus face, Shen Huan, who couldn't possibly fall asleep, opened her eyes and looked at him.

He was still the same as the previous few times, pinching his chin with his fingers, forcing Shen Huan to raise her head, and her slender neck was under his hands, as if it would be broken with a slight force.

At the beginning, Shen Huan let him pinch her chin, but when her jaw hurt, she still didn't let go, and turned to the side: "The emperor hurts his concubines." The tone was the same as when he called your lord.

I don't know where this sentence touched Yu Wenyue's inverse scales, Yu Wenyue suddenly pulled him out of the quilt and turned over, pressing his back on the bed.

Before coming here, Shen Huan didn't know that this matter could still be like this.

So hard, so bumpy, so turbulent, his face was stuck to the bright yellow embroidered quilt, his face was wet and he wanted to crawl forward.

But Yu Wenyue grabbed his penis and pulled him back violently!

……

Shen Huan was carried back by the chariot, and when she was helped to the Great Buddha Hall, she almost fell to the ground with her legs limp. Fortunately, Qingzi and Xiaoxi were strong enough to prevent him from making such a fool of himself.

Haruko looked at his limp and lackluster look, and said, "Master, don't you want to use something?"

Shen Huan's hands and feet were soft, she shook her head: "I'll sleep first, and I'll eat tomorrow morning."

He was so tired that he couldn't open his eyes, and said in a low voice, "I want to eat Liao Zao's glutinous rice balls."

"Okay, I will prepare it first tonight, and tomorrow morning—" Qingzi was answering his words, when she saw that Shen Huan had already fallen asleep on the kang, her neck and cheeks were still flushed.

She immediately stopped talking, pulled up the quilt, and walked out quietly with Xiaoxi.

Shen Huan didn't sleep for a long time, when she was dug out from the quilt by Qingzi, with a twisted veil stuffed in her hand.

He could barely open his eyes, he didn't know where he was, Jinxi Hexi, he wiped the veil on his face in a daze: "Why is it still so dark outside?"

Shen Huan felt that her mind was like a pot of paste, but she was stirred by a wooden stick in it, and there was a word written in the bubbles that popped up, sleepy!

"My lord forgot, you are going to greet the empress today, sooner rather than later."

As soon as she said it, Shen Huan, who was a little sober after being wiped by the veil, finally regained some sanity.

Yes, these harem concubines who have just been favored will go to pay their respects to the queen, and this is the only chance for them, the lowly status Chang Zai, to pay their respects to the queen.

After Shen Huan wiped her face, she handed the handkerchief to Qingzi. As soon as she moved her legs, a sore feeling rushed from the center of her legs to her waist, and the pain made him almost unable to hold back the expression on his face.

"What's the matter, my lord?"

"It's okay." Shen Huan exhaled quietly, enduring the strange feeling that the thing was still stuffed underneath, got out of bed and stretched her arms, letting Haruko dress him.

Qingzi took down the ironed clothes from the shelf, put them on for Shen Huan, and said, "The Shangyi Bureau hastened to hurry up, and finally got rid of the clothes worn by the young master, and the weather is so bad from morning to night. It’s cold, it’s better to wear a shirt inside and a cloak outside.”

When the Qi people entered the pass, they brought their habits with them.

But most of the Han people are still dressed in the past, most of them wear jackets and skirts.

For example, this is called a shirt, with a round neck, right lapel, straight body, and sleeves that reach to the wrist. It can be worn alone on weekdays. When the weather is colder, mandarin jackets, waistcoats, cloaks, and coats can be added outside.

The cloak looks similar to a shirt, but it has slits on the left and right sides, and all kinds of wishful cloud heads are embroidered on the slits, which is exquisite.

The cloak cannot be worn alone, but must be worn with a shirt or trousers with delicate hems.

Shen Huan's body was made by those two bolts of cloth at the Shangyi Bureau. The silver-gray shirt was made, and the off-white one was made into a cloak. Although it was a rush job, the work was not bad.

Shen Huan put on her shirt and cloak, and while she was eating the little glutinous rice balls she had read last night, she sat in front of the dressing table and asked Xiao Fengzi to comb his hair twice.

After finishing, Shen Huan went straight to Jingren Palace with Xiaoxi and Qingzi.

The Compassionate Palace is on the right side of the Qianqing Palace, and the Jingren Palace is on the left side of the Qianqing Palace, spanning a large section.

Shen Huan was severely whipped by Yu Wenyue last night, her back hurts and her legs hurt there, and she couldn't help sweating and panting after walking for half a day.

Haruko also wondered why he was so tired today, took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, and said doubtfully, "Master, my body is not as good as before. I used to walk these roads and my servant was no match for you."

"..." Shen Huan Xiaoxi didn't speak.

Seeing that Qingzi was still confused, Xiaoxi said: "My lord, let's walk slowly, there is still some time, it won't be too late."

"It's okay, I'm going to the left and right, you two speak carefully later, don't let anyone catch your pigtails." The last star in the sky faded, and Shen Huan finally arrived outside Jingren Palace.

The eunuch guarding the gate of Jingren Palace looked at Shen Huan, who was in a hurry but had a beautiful posture, and he was stunned and bent down to salute: "My slave pays my respects to the young master."

"Get up." Shen Huan saw the maid and eunuch standing outside waiting for the master, and knew that she was still late, and there was no time to be shabby with him, so she asked Xiaoxi to wait outside, and brought Qingzi into Jingren palace.

As soon as he stepped into the main hall, he lowered his head and knelt down to the queen sitting on the seat: "My concubine pays her respects to the empress, and to the concubine De."

Today Jingren Palace has a lot of people, and they came early, everyone is drinking tea, absent-minded.

After all, I heard that last night the emperor turned over the signboard of the newly sealed Zhao Chang, and even allowed him to disobey the rules of his ancestors, wearing a suit of clothes before carrying him into the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Why!

How did a little Chang Zai look like a fairy to make the emperor behave like this!

So by coincidence, they all came earlier than usual, just wanting to see what Zhao Chang looks like.

There was only a sound of footsteps, and a slender figure with fair skin walked in from outside the hall.

He was wearing a beige cloak, with a pure white dragon flower tied around his neck, his hair was combed into two buns, and he only wore a light green grass flower on one side.

It was clearly plain and plainly dressed, but it made the concubines in the hall, who were dressed in Luoxiu and covered in emerald jewels, hoarse and speechless.

The contempt and disdain in my heart was also suppressed. With such appearance, will the emperor still think of them in the future?

No one dared to say, no one dared to think.

The queen on the seat and Chen Miaoyi, who rarely came to pay her respects, were all shocked and shouted: "Shen Huan!"

Chen Miaoyi's eyes were about to fall to the ground, and she stared at Shen Huan resentfully: "Well, you Chen Chen, you actually feigned death and entered the palace to confuse the emperor. If you don't punish you for the crime of deceiving the emperor, how can you convince the public!"

All the people in the room were noblemen or above, and they all attended the Queen Mother's birthday banquet. When they heard the word Chen Shen, they immediately thought of the beautiful Chen Fangyue's wife, Shen Shi, and looked at him intently.

Shen Huan squatted with her head slightly lowered: "Your honor must have admitted the wrong person. This concubine doesn't know the Chen family, and this concubine has never been out of Shaoshan Liangzi before coming to the palace."

"Full of lies!" Chen Miaoyi knew that he was Shen Huan, "Queen, this concubine was brought up by his father since he was a child, there is no way he would admit his mistake, he is Chen Chen Shi, even if he is turned into ashes, this concubine will recognize him!"

Jingren Palace exploded, Chen Chen?

Isn't that already a wife?

Does the emperor know?

The concubines who were defeated by Shen Huan's appearance just now were like vultures smelling blood, their sharp eyes wished to pierce his flesh and see what color the flesh and blood inside were.

The queen uttered the sound of Shen Huan in shock, and looked at Chen Miaoyi jumping there. She squinted her eyes, looked at Shen Huan who was still kneeling among the crowd, and moved her hand lightly on the armrest: "Zhao is always here , what do you have to say."

"The concubine doesn't know Chen Guiren, and I don't know why she is called the concubine Chen Chen. The world is so big, and it is not common sense that there are one or two people who look similar."

Shen Huan tilted her head and looked at Chen Miaoyi.

Chen Miaoyi hated him, and when she saw that he dared to look at her, she hurried up to slap him.

But as soon as I moved, my stomach suddenly felt cramped, and it hurt to hold my stomach.

In the whole palace, she was the only concubine who was pregnant, and everyone didn't dare to get into trouble, so they retreated one after another.

The queen didn't expect that her stomach hurts at this time, so she hurriedly called Mammy: "Go and ask the imperial doctor."

Then he said to Shen Huan: "There is no result of today's matter. I will ask the emperor in this palace to see what the emperor means. Before the truth of this matter comes to light, Zhao will always be there. No one is allowed to enter your palace gate. No one is allowed to come out, you have objections."

Shen Huan kowtowed: "The concubine obeys the order."

Chen Miaoyi didn't expect the queen to let him go back, and cursed loudly while holding her belly.

The scolding was quite ugly.

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