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

On the first day of the first lunar month, auspicious snow completely covered the city of Chang'an.

The snow lasted until the fourth day of the first lunar month, so on the fifth day of the first lunar month, the palace was still covered in silver makeup.

In the Imperial Garden, the snow has bent the branches. Although the road has been cleared, the Imperial Garden is still covered with snow.

Ana Shen was wearing a dark-colored cloak, with crow feathers rolled around the edge of the cloak, matching the color of the white snow and faintly reflecting the brilliance in the sunlight.

"In a few years, I can take Jiang'er to snowball fights."

"Yes, a child will grow up in the blink of an eye." An Li responded, following Shen Yanzui.

Shen Yanzui nodded, raising the corners of his mouth a little higher, and suddenly thought that although Jiang'er had just turned one year old, the selection of the Tutor should be arranged.

The emperor's eldest son's tutor was naturally not careless.

Dragon Boots stepped slowly on the gravel road, and just as he was passing the competent ones one by one in the court, he heard a burst of laughter like silver bells, and then a loose snowball hit him.

"Be bold!"

An Li shouted hurriedly, but he saw a woman with long hair rubbing her waist, covered in snow, and the pink hibiscus in her hair swaying in a panic, just like the master who knelt down in a hurry.

The pink cloak is stained with sugar-white snow, which is sweet, delicate and feminine.

"Your Majesty, I forgive you. I just saw that the snow here is very clean, so I played with my maid here. I didn't want to disturb the Emperor."

Shen Yanzhui looked at the panicked woman, and then at the snow scattered on his cloak, making the cloak wet. His brows twisted slightly, and there was a cold feeling in his throat, "Raise your head."

The woman raised her head tremblingly. The tears in her eyes were about to flow out in the next moment. Her nose was also red from the cold, and her eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was too scared.

"Are you the third daughter of the Jiang family? The queen's concubine?"

The woman kowtowed again and said, "Jiang Yirou, the third daughter of the Jiang family, pays homage to the emperor. May the emperor live long and long."

After a pause, before Shen Yanzui could ask her to get up, he said pitifully: "Can your Majesty spare my daughter? But please don't tell your mother and sister Queen, otherwise...my daughter Then I can no longer enter the palace."

"Oh? Do you still want to enter the palace?" The beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and the eyes that were careless just now fell firmly on her body.

Jiang Yirou nodded, "I still want to go to the palace to see you..." She boldly raised her eyelids, her eyes seemed to be able to speak. She was still about to speak. She just opened her lips, but was hurriedly heard. Amber interrupted as she arrived.

"Your servant pays homage to your Majesty, Your Majesty Jin An. Your Majesty, please forgive me. I think the third lady has lost her way, so the queen has sent your servant to look for her."

Jiang Yirou bit her lip and glanced at Hu Hu.

It is rare to meet the Emperor. It would be a pity if such a good opportunity passed away!

He just opened his lips and wanted to act coquettishly to the emperor, but he finally endured it. In fact, today's situation is just right. If I do it a little more, I'm afraid it will be too obvious and annoy the emperor. If I am interrupted like this, let me think about it.

Ana Shen waved his hand, "Since the queen is looking for you, go quickly. Don't ask my queen to worry about you."

My queen?

Jiang Yirou bit her lip, her eyebrows filled with gloom, and she hurriedly saluted, "Thank you, Your Majesty, my lord."

Shen Yanzhuo looked at Jiang Yirou who disappeared with the amber, and then looked at the indistinct wetness on the cloak, "Did Mrs. Jiang bring it in? Or did the Queen herself give the order?"

"This..." An Li thought for a while, "There has been no decree from Fengyu Palace outside the palace recently. Is it Mrs. Jiang's intention? I will go check it out immediately."

"No need." Shen Yanzhuang waved his hand, "Is she asking for my favor?"

"Y-should be." An Li swallowed.

"The way she invites favor... is to beat me?!"

"..." Anli didn't dare to reply.

To be honest, he had never seen such a way of inviting favors before, and he still found it very novel. But he didn't know what the emperor thought.

"Hmph! The Jiang family's heart is getting bigger and bigger!" He raised his lips indifferently, "Well, since it's the Jiang family's problem, leave it to the Queen!"

That phrase "my queen" is enough to make Jiang Yirou restless! Naturally, I dare not show it on the surface, but what about behind the scenes?

Ah!

Since the Jiang family already has a queen, there is no need for another favorite concubine!

Even if Feng Yu Palace knew about Jiang Yirou's stay in the imperial garden, the queen immediately turned cold. Jiang Yirou was so frightened that she stood aside timidly, not daring to make a sound.

After sending her aunt out of the palace, Chaolu Palace also found out that Suningan seemed to be fine, except that the fruit on the plate was forked with a silver fork for a long time before it was brought to her lips.

"It's really hard to live a peaceful life in this palace." He then looked at the snowy scene outside the window, "Cui Zhu, go to the imperial palace and say..."

Cuizhu couldn't help but open her eyes wide and tremble a little, "Mother, I don't dare..."

"You're worthless!" He pinched Ning Cuizhu's ears, "Go if you are told, and I guarantee that you will come back in one piece!"

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"What did you say?"

Shen Yanzui looked at the kneeling Cuizhu in disbelief, "She didn't open the door when I left?"

Cuizhu hurriedly kowtowed, "My queen means that the emperor should have dinner by himself before going. No, it's not that the emperor is not allowed to go."

After Cuizhu was sent back to Chaolu Palace, Shen Yanzuo frowned and looked at Anli with a puzzled look on his face.

"Does Concubine Chen know about Jiang Yirou?"

"What happened in the afternoon is not a secret at all. Presumably, the entire harem knows about it."

"But she came to provoke me on her own, and I didn't do anything to her!" Then he looked at Anli, "Did I do anything?"

An Li immediately lowered his face and said, "Your Majesty just asked. But... I have the guts." Seeing the Emperor's face asking him to continue, he boldly said, "My servant heard that, Women are not big-hearted. Even if their husband takes one more look at another woman, I heard that there will be an uproar among the people."

Ana Shen's brows froze, and her heart jumped twice. Is it... so serious?

So, he can't talk to others in the future? !

On this day, for the first time, the emperor had dinner at Jiuxiao Palace, waited for a while, and then went to Chaolu Palace.

"Where's Concubine Chen?"

In the Chaolu Palace, the lights were bright, and everyone knelt in front of the palace to greet the Holy Master, but Su Ning'an was nowhere to be seen.

"The empress is in the bedroom, saying she is... tired."

Ana Shen glanced coldly, clenched his back molars, and became angry again!

I secretly made a note to Jiang Yirou in my heart!

"An'an?"

They left everyone outside the palace, and through the white beaded curtains, they could vaguely see a person standing in the bedroom, tall and elegant, elegant and elegant.

man? !

"An'an!" Shen Yanzui hurriedly stepped forward, opened the bead curtain, and shouted: "Come here! There is a thorn..."

While shouting angrily, he saw the man turn around, pause in his steps, purse his thin lips tightly, and there seemed to be fire dancing in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, the imperial guards..."

"Get out of here!" There was a lump in his throat, each step was heavier than the next, and his breath was a little turbid.

Su Ning'an watched Shen Yanzui walking toward her like a leopard aiming at its prey. She swallowed hard, resisted the blush on her face, and tried to pretend to be charming.

"When did my harem have such a handsome young master?" The corners of his eyes were red with desire, and his eyes became even deeper.

Seeing Shen Yanzui approaching step by step, Su Ning'an couldn't help but take a step back, but quickly reached the edge of the bed.

She endured the overly fast heartbeat and allowed him to wrap his arms around her, trying to suppress the trembling in her throat, "Your Majesty, look at me, how beautiful is this concubine?"

"It's beautiful! It's very beautiful!"

He stroked the jade belt around her waist, held the back of her head with his hot palm, and kept touching her cheek with his hot breath. He lowered his thin lips to get a closer look at her.

"Your Majesty!" Su Ning'an pressed her hands firmly against Shen Yanzui's chest, her eyes sparkling, and her red lips seemed to be covered with a confusing concoction, which made Shen Yanzui's throat dry.

Shy, I couldn't help but feel the pain, but my eyes looked into his eyes again, "Then... am I better-looking, or is your Pei Qingyu better-looking?"