The Job of an Imperial Concubine

A green shirt with plain sleeves, and a jade cup of green tea.

Feng Jin looked at the steaming teacup in front of him, with green tea stalks floating inside, although he hadn't tasted it yet, he could already smell the faint fragrance of the tea.

After dinner, it is a beautiful thing to see a beauty holding a lamp. If the beauty's actions are elegant and moving, it is a beautiful thing to be pleasing to the eye. For the first time, he knew that his Zhao Chongyi brewed very poorly, even if the tea was not brewed well, at least his gestures were full of meaning.

Picking up the teacup and taking a sip, the fragrance remained on the lips and teeth, Feng Jin smiled and looked at Zhuang Luorou: The tea made by Aifei leaves a fragrance on the lips and teeth, this tea is worthy of the name of beauty tea.

Zhuang Luoyan listened to the sound of rain outside the window, and said with a smile: The emperor is making fun of his concubine, it has been raining for several days, it can be regarded as a solution to the summer drought, so you don't have to worry about lack of water when planting rice seedlings.

Feng Jin put down the teacup and smiled gently: Aifei knows about farming?

I don't know much about it. I'm just idle and bored. I read some agricultural books to pass the leisure time. Zhuang Luoyan stroked the hair on his forehead and said with a shy smile. I understand too well, but those miscellaneous books are more interesting.”

It's good if you like these things, Feng Jin got up and walked to Zhuang Luoyan's side, and suddenly bent down to hug her, so scared that Zhuang Luoyan reached out to wrap his arms around his neck.

Your Majesty! Zhuang Luoyan felt that he really didn't understand creatures like the Emperor, and their thought circuits were too different.

It's such a beautiful day, my concubine won't drink tea with me all the time, right? Feng Jin hugged the beauty and walked to the inner room. This was the first time Zhuang Luoyan came in after he moved into Xihe Palace. The furnishings in the room are very elegant. However, it is not as elegant as it can be. On the contrary, it makes people feel indescribably warm, and makes people feel comfortable as soon as they enter.

Taking away the only jasper hairpin from the hair, the black hair flows down smoothly like water, expressing thousands of amorous feelings.

The so-called winking eyes are not the most charming, but the unconscious charm and shyness are the most difficult things for men to resist under the bed. Zhuang Luoyan watched the emperor turn into a wolf, and smiled and hooked the emperor's waist. As a concubine, she needs professional ethics. When it is time to work hard, she should work hard.

The emperor's performance on the bed was very brave, so Zhuang Luoyan, who originally suspected that he would become an embroidery needle, had to sigh with emotion for the top tonic in the palace.

However, Feng Jin is not an emperor who turns cards every day, Zhuang Luoyan doesn't know if this emperor is also so brave in other women's beds, if not, it can be regarded as an affirmation of his charm.

Gao Dezhong, who was waiting outside the door, ordered to prepare bathing water at all times. Although it was raining this day, it was summer after all. The emperor should take a bath afterwards, so he had better prepare it earlier.

When the emperor got up to take a bath, Zhuang Luo put on rouge and pretended to sleep thoroughly, and when she was carried into the bathtub by the emperor, she felt that the emperor's health still had a lot of benefits.

Perhaps the water temperature was just right, or the emperor's bathing skills had improved, Zhuang Luoyan really fell asleep in a daze.

When she woke up the next morning, the emperor hadn't got up yet, and Zhuang Luoyan didn't open her eyes, she just moved closer to the emperor to express her closeness, but she didn't expect the emperor to wrap her arms around her waist the next moment.

She still didn't get up to change the emperor's clothes, she just sat on the bed and watched the emperor leave, rubbed her sore waist, got up and dressed after sleeping for a while, although the food, clothing, housing and transportation were all good, the only pain was that every morning I want to hang out with the queen once, and it is also very painful to want to come to the queen. Every morning, I have to watch those timid little wives dangle in front of me, and I can't express my dissatisfaction.

Master, how do we arrange the small kitchen in the palace? Yun Xi and Ting Zhu waited on Zhuang Luoyan to change clothes, not knowing how to make up her mind.

We use our own people in the small kitchen. Zhuang Luoyan didn't want to be unsafe about what he ate, so he chose a white jade hairpin for Tingzhu, Remember not to exceed the specifications of Chongyi when you cook and eat, other things in your heart It’s all clear, so I won’t say more.”

The fact that the emperor allowed the Xihe Palace to have its own small kitchen has already spread to the ears of the palace masters. They have different ideas, but no one jumped out at this moment. , They are against it, who knows if they will be like those two eunuchs and maids?

And the emperor treats her so well, maybe there is no such relationship.

As the most honorable woman in the harem other than the queen, Concubine Shu is not a woman who gets carried away after being favored by the emperor. When she heard the news, her first feeling was not jealousy, but strangeness.

It is strange that the emperor treats Zhao Chongyi's attitude, saying that he loves Zhao Chongyi, but the number of times the emperor looks at Zhao Chongyi's brand is not as high as that of himself and Xu Zhaoyi. Concubine Yangui said that she was not favored, and the emperor treated her very wholeheartedly.

Carefully picking out a few jade hairpins, Concubine Shu stood up, no matter what, if this Zhao Chongyi really won the emperor's heart...

Ma'am, Su Xiuyi is here.

Let her wait outside, I'll come out right away. After taking another photo in front of the bronze mirror and making sure that her makeup was correct, Concubine Shu raised her feet and walked outside.

When Su Xiuyi saw Concubine Shu, she immediately went up to her: Cousin, I heard that the emperor not only turned over the signboard of Zhao Chongyi last night, but also allowed Xihe Palace to have its own small kitchen.

How can we discuss matters concerning the emperor? Concubine Shu gave Su Xiuyi a cool look, and then she looked away after seeing her sullen expression, and said calmly, Don't forget what should be said and what should not be said.

Su Xiuyi lowered her head with a blushing face, Yes, cousin.

In Jingyang Palace, the Empress sat at the head, watching the beauties come in to salute each other, the smile on her face never changed.