Rebirth of the legitimate daughter: the daily life of His Majesty the Emperor’s beloved concubine

Shen Yanzhuo had a rare and unguarded smile on his lips, and he held Su Ning'an in his arms, "This is Pei Qingyu, who is also among the top three. I am a member of the Hanlin Academy and is quite accomplished in poetry."

"I don't dare." Pei Qingyu immediately bowed, took a few steps back, and lowered his face.

"If you love me, you don't have to be too modest. Today is the occasion of a favor banquet. The sky is clear and there is a beauty by your side." He glanced at the end of his eyes and said, "Pei Aiqing must have good words."

Pei Qingyu paused and said, "I am a humble minister, but I can use my words to make the emperor and empress happy."

As he straightened up, Su Ning'an also felt his eyes falling on her through the bead curtain. He frowned and thought for a moment before speaking:

Qiongdao is full of beautiful seats, and jade is surrounded by fragrant dust.

There is endless spring scenery, and there are many shadows of flowers entering the curtain.

Singing and dancing bring the king's joy, but the sheng and Xiao separate the girl's music.

I still have pity for farewell tomorrow, why not get drunk again?

Ana Shen gave a high-five and drank the wine in one gulp, "Not bad. What do you think of An An?"

Su Ning'an tilted her head and raised her lips, "Although I have never read poetry, Master Pei's poems are not obscure and difficult to understand. Even I can understand the meaning, and the words are very beautiful. They are really good."

"Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty." After receiving Chen Zhaoyi's praise, Pei Qingyu quickly glanced at the emperor through the bead curtain, with a slight smile on her face.

"Didn't An An often say that he was not taught when he was young and was not good at poetry and wanted to learn from others? How about I ask Pei Aiqing to teach you?" Shen Yanzui glanced at Su Ning'an, his eyes stopped on her soft face and couldn't bear it. He raised his fingers and scratched lightly, "After you give birth to the child, you can learn from Mr. Pei. How about An An?"

Su Ning'an was startled, and when she was about to speak, she heard Pei Qingyu say: "I am a humble minister with few talents and little knowledge. How can I teach my empress the virtue? Please take back your order, your Majesty!"

Ana Shen frowned slightly, and his cold eyes fell on Pei Qingyu, with some frost and snow.

"Chen Zhaoyi hasn't spoken yet, why are you so eager to refuse!" Pei Qingyu slapped the table hard, and her kneeling body on the ground lowered.

"Your Majesty." Su Ning'an took Shen Yanzui's hand and shook it lightly, "I know that the Emperor has good intentions, but even though we are separated by screens and curtains, after all, there are differences between men and women, so I am afraid that something will happen. If the Emperor is involved, What should I do with my son? Let’s forget it.”

Ana Shen listened and nodded. Her soft hands rubbed his chest, and his anger immediately dissipated.

"That's what An An said. I didn't expect it." He held her hand affectionately and glanced at Pei Qingyu coldly, "That's all, you can go down first."

Pei Qingyu didn't dare to breathe after listening to Su Ning'an's words, just because she was afraid that she would wear small shoes for her. But who would have thought that not only would she not be in trouble, she would actually speak for him?

What surprised him even more was that she actually expressed her concerns so frankly in front of the emperor?

Pei Qingyu thought in her heart, if this kind of behavior is either without brains or they have great trust in the emperor, how could they be like this otherwise?

Thinking absentmindedly, he left quickly, but couldn't help but look at the small pavilion with drooping eyelids from a distance. He could vaguely see a pair of intimate figures, and the hands hidden in his sleeves were clenched tightly.

"The emperor admires him very much, so he made a special trip to ask his concubine to come."

Suningan picked up a cherry and waved it mischievously in the air before putting it to his lips.

Shen Yanzui's eyes followed the swaying cherries, and he hugged Su Ning'an tightly again. His eyes fell on her face slightly, and he smiled softly and bit into the cherries she fed.

"Pei Qingyu is very accomplished in poetry and has a good eye for poetry. Otherwise, the poem just now would not be so simple."

"Huh! Your Majesty is laughing at my concubine again!" Su Ning'an pouted her lips and said angrily. Sure enough, the next moment, Shen Yanzui was holding her in his arms and coaxing her in a good voice.

"But this also shows that he is used to looking at people, but I feel that although he is talented, he is not very talented. Talking about poetry, classics and history with him in his spare time can be wasted. Don't you often say that you are not good at reading? If there are many others, I can't speak as well as others, so I thought of finding a master for you."

Shen Yanzui looked at Su Ning'an's tearful eyes and smiled helplessly. Since she became pregnant, she has become more emotional, which made him have to be more careful.

"Whatever An An wants, I want to deliver it to you." He tightened his arms around her body and kissed her eyes gently, "That's all, I will teach you personally in the future."

"emperor······"

Suning'an's heart was agitated and she didn't know what to do. She called him softly, just wanting to stay with him longer.

I sat with the emperor in the pavilion for a while, consuming a lot of fruit snacks, and was supported by him to swim around the imperial garden for a while. The two of them were happy, but it seemed like they passed by in the blink of an eye.

After half a stick of incense, the emperor was going to have a banquet with all the talented people, and she couldn't follow him. Only then did he excuse himself that he was a little tired and wanted to rest.

Ana Shen nodded. He just wanted her to relax this time, so he asked her to go back first.

"Let's go find Princess Jingshu first. If she wants to stay, we might as well let her know."

Cuizhu nodded, and followed her words to help Suningan go to Princess Jingshu, "Ah, empress, look!"

Suning'an stopped and looked at her cousin and Princess Jingshu from a distance, holding a golden hairpin in their hands. One was a modest gentleman, with a measured advance and retreat, and the other was green and half-ripe, with a flushed face.

Su Ning'an hesitated for a moment, then covered her lips with a smile, "Well, let's not disturb her. Go and tell Ying'er and ask her to stay with the princess until the end of the Enrong Banquet."

Cuizhu nodded and hurried away.

Suning'an stood under the flower stand, looking at the waist-high lily of the valley at her hand, and couldn't help but gently fiddle with the blooming lily of the valley with her hands.

"My Lady, be careful. Although this lily of the valley is beautiful, it is poisonous. Your Majesty is pregnant now, so you should be careful."

Su Ning'an turned around and saw that it was Mei Huaili. He immediately removed the fingertips that were touching Linglan and said, "I heard that although Mr. Mei is not ranked first, he is ranked second. Congratulations."

Mei Huaili's face felt slightly hot after listening to her words. He wanted to raise his head, but he knew that the current Suning'an was no longer what he wanted to see, so he could only lower his head, "Thank you, Madam."

Su Ning'an nodded, moved away and stood in the sun, further away from Mei Huaili.

Just when he saw Cuizhu coming, he took Cuizhu's hand and was about to leave, but at this moment, Mei Huaili said: "Empress, Weichen, Weichen... everything in the past was all Weichen I can’t live with you.”

Su Ningan glanced at Mei Huaili, but because he kept his head lowered, he couldn't see his face clearly.

It's been so long since it happened. To be honest, she had already forgotten it. She didn't know what he was struggling with!

"The past is over, Mr. Mei, don't worry about it. I heard that after Mr. Mei got the eldest son of a concubine, he also got the eldest daughter. Now that he has achieved fame, it is time for him to be proud of his life."

Mei Huaili looked at Suning'an's retreating figure, and suddenly a feeling of sadness filled his heart. Even the fame that had made him so proud in the past few days could not raise the corners of his mouth at this moment.

A few days later, Mei Mansion got another concubine, who was pampered by Mei Huaili like a precious baby.

It's not that she is so gorgeous, but occasionally from a certain angle, she looks a bit like Chen Zhaoyi, who is quite favored today.

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"Thank you so much, young master." Shen Yudong patted his chest in fear, but saw the handsome young master in front of her holding a hairpin in both hands and handed it to her, and the maid next to her took it.

"It takes a little effort." Zhuang Mo smiled, "Princess Jingui, if you meet those who want to cling to you in the future, don't pay attention to them, just scold them directly. The dignity of the Tian family cannot be tolerated by others."

Shen Yudong nodded, "Thank you, sir."

Zhuang Mo bowed again, turned around and prepared to leave.

Shen Yudong looked at Zhuang Mo's walking back, feeling flustered, and for some reason he said, "Didn't you ask for the young master's name?"

Zhuang Mo paused for a moment, then turned around and said respectfully: "Weak minister Zhuang Mo."

As Shen Yudong listened, the soft smile on his face suddenly collapsed and he took two steps back.

"Princess, what's wrong with you?"

Shen Yudong shook his head, "He is the current number one scholar, a man who can rule the country and stabilize the country. I am just a princess, how can I have admiration for him? Let's go, I am tired."

The maid couldn't help but be stunned when she heard this.

The princess is just at the age when her love begins, and she meets such a decent person. But if it were Princess Shang, the talent of the number one scholar would be buried for many years. Not to mention Lord Zhuang himself may not be willing, even if he is the emperor, how can he be willing to bury a talented person? ?

Ugh!