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

"I've only been in the palace for a few days, and the emperor is protecting me like this. I'll do it again in the future!"

In the Yaohua Palace, Xu Meiren held a fan. Thinking of Su Ning'an's appearance just now, there was a look of contempt in her eyes, "Yesterday, the emperor clearly told me to light a lamp here, but she seduced the emperor. It turned out to be the concubine who was raised outside. Girl, you are so ungrateful!"

Concubine De gave her a cold look, "Why are you angry? It's not like the Emperor has not favored you? Is your belly so impressive?" As she spoke, the corners of her lips darkened, and she glanced at her belly, thinking again of the child she had lost, and the waste. His body was broken, and there was some displeasure on his face. He couldn't help but sarcastically said, "If you have the ability to win the emperor's favor over and over again, why should you be afraid of Zhao Mei?"

Xu Meiren listened with embarrassment on her face, but she could only purse her lips and did not dare to say anything.

"Your Majesty and Sister Xu don't have to worry too much." Zhao Baolin took the cut fruit from the maid's hand and placed it on the small table on the couch.

Concubine De was reclining on the couch, while Meiren Xu was sitting on a round stool, while Zhao Baolin stood beside Concubine De to serve her.

The two glances that looked at her at the same time made Zhao Baolin bite his lip nervously, "Concubine, what I mean is that even if Zhaomei is born with a good appearance, there is always no shortage of beauties in the palace, and she will serve the emperor with sex all her life." It won’t last long.”

He looked at Xu Meiren again and then said: "The emperor has learned a lot and is good at poetry and painting. Although Zhaomeiren is the legitimate daughter, her family has ignored her very much. She doesn't think much about her. How much can she say to the emperor? ?Even if I serve you again, the Emperor may get tired of it soon."

These words made Xu Meiren's face light up again, and her eyebrows were a bit proud, "That's true, the emperor is an elegant person. No matter how beautiful a person is, he can't last long if he has an empty head."

Xu Meiren said and looked at Concubine De again, and couldn't help but exhale quietly, fortunately! Fortunately, I didn't say that no matter how beautiful people are, they will always grow old or something, otherwise they would be frustrated by the concubine in the future.

Concubine De did not notice Xu Meiren, but her eyes stayed on Zhao Baolin. The submissive look on her face made Concubine De very satisfied.

Looking at her lower abdomen, such a young and fresh body, she had already sent someone to the Tai Hospital to ask for a safe pulse to take a closer look. This Zhao Baolin was in good health and it would not be difficult to conceive a child.

Then he looked at Zhao Baolin carefully. Although this person could not compare with Zhao Meiren, he was still a delicate and beautiful woman.

Zhao Baolin knew that Concubine De was looking at him, but he just lowered his head and acted like an obedient wooden beauty.

Xu Meiren's eyes flashed, and she glanced briefly at Zhao Baolin, her teeth clasping her lips tightly.

There was also deathly silence in Chunlan Garden.

Su Yuxin pursed her lips and remained silent since she returned to Chunlan Garden. Although Qiu Tong tried to persuade her several times, she still knew that her master had lost face today and was beaten by the emperor. She was suddenly a head shorter than Zhao Meiren, so naturally she was very angry.

"Ouch!" Suddenly, a waiter was carrying a basin of water. As soon as he stepped onto the steps, his foot slipped. The entire basin of water, along with the rose petals soaked in it, spilled out. A few drops of water wet the corners of Su Yuxin's skirt.

The young palace man hurriedly knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing, "My Lord, please forgive me. My Lord, please forgive me."

"You bastard slave! You are seeking bad luck for me!" Su Yuxin picked up the teacup and threw it at the palace servant. The teacup contained freshly brewed tea.

Then even the hot water and the cup were thrown at the waiter, and he didn't dare to hide. He could only let the scalding hot water burn the back of his hand red, and it split into several pieces and cut a long gash on his arm, but it only Neng trembled and lay down outside the palace.

Su Yuxin frowned when she looked at the blood on the back of her hand. Qiu Tong immediately stepped forward and spat: "What are you doing here, you unlucky thing! You've stained your Majesty's eyes!"

"Go away!" Su Yuxin rolled her eyes at the waiter and said angrily. After a while, she finally felt relieved.

"Go and bring the medicine." He twisted the handkerchief with his fingers, thinking of Suning'an again, and sneered coldly.

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Suning'an took Cuizhu for a walk around the Imperial Garden. Although the weather was nice today, they didn't meet anyone, which made the master and servant feel quite at ease.

"That hydrangea is so beautiful. I have never seen such a beautiful flower before."

"I didn't hear from the maid in the Royal Garden that this flower has not yet bloomed. Let's go and have a look in a few days when it fully blooms." Suning'an replied with a smile.

Don't blame them for making such a fuss, but many of the flowers in this imperial garden have never been seen before, especially the clusters of hydrangeas. The petals are layered, large and bright, and they are really beautiful.

The master and servant were talking and laughing all the way, but they saw a palace man holding a big broom and walking along the palace wall while crying.

"Zhao, the beautiful lady Zhao is in peace."

Su Ning'an looked at the sobbing little man. He was very fair, but the cut on the back of his hand was so glaring that he couldn't help but be shocked.

"What's wrong with your hand? Why don't you apply medicine?"

The young chamberlain knelt on the ground, covered the scar with his sleeve, and then said: "The servant is from Yucai Ren's palace. The servant is clumsy. He spilled the water that Cai Ren used to soak his hands, which made Cai Ren angry, so he was not allowed to apply the medicine."

Su Yuxin?

Su Ning'an's eyes darkened, it wouldn't be surprising if it was Su Yuxin. But why didn't he restrain his temper at all after entering the palace?

Oh, to be pampered.

He couldn't help but give Shen Yanzhui a rolling look in his heart.

Suning'an's eyes darkened slightly, "Cui Zhu, go get some ointment."

The little chamberlain looked at Cuizhu walking away in response and opened his mouth. In the end, he did not dare to make a sound and only dared to kneel on the ground.

"You don't look big? What's your name?"

"This minion is thirteen this year. He was sent to the palace at a young age. His original surname is Wang, but when the steward said the word 'wang', it offended His Majesty, so everyone called me Xiaoshun."

"Only thirteen..." Su Ningan smacked her lips, so pitiful.

Just as he was thinking about it, Cuizhu brought the ointment and continued: "The emperor came to send a message that the queen will hold a lamp tonight. She said that the emperor will come earlier tonight and asked the queen to prepare early."

Suningan's face turned red, "I know."

Xiao Shun looked at Suning'an's retreating back with tears in his eyes, kowtowed with a bang, and whispered softly on the empty palace road: "I thank your empress, my slave."

Tonight, when Yin Yuexuan lights up the palace, the palaces are in an uproar and are unjust, but it is also expected.

After bathing, Suningan did not dress up. She just put on a pink shirt over her long robe. She rubbed her long hair around her waist. A pink coral hibiscus step rocker held up a few strands of her hair. The pink step pendant hung just right on her temples. She took a gentle step. Akira, there is no powder applied on the whole body, and she looks soft and tight.

"Your Majesty Jin An."

Ana Shen looked at Su Ning'an, his eyebrows froze, and his eyes became dark and deep.

Stretching his arms around her waist, he kneaded her into his arms and said in a hoarse voice, "An'an."

Suning'an's face turned red and her cheeks were half lowered. "Your Majesty, you have been busy all day, are you tired? I asked someone to make tea." Before she could finish speaking, she let out a soft cry and was held in his arms. , the pendants swayed into a mess, and a few of them got tangled in the hair.

"The tea here in An'an must be sweet." He carried her around the screen and everyone waiting in the hall withdrew.

"Your Majesty...slow down, slow down..."

"An'an, you know that I have been thinking about you all day and have no interest in government affairs. My Zhao Meiren is really a demon concubine who is causing harm to the country!" Shen Yanzui hugged Su Ning'an tightly, but she had been a little indulgent in the past few days. Yesterday, Xu Meiren served her well. Yes, but since I sent her back during the day, all I can think about is her.

He had never encountered such a situation before, but he didn't have time to think clearly. The most important thing was to finish approving a bunch of papers.

He just endured it all day, so naturally he couldn't let her go.

"It's obviously the emperor..." Su Ning'an had no choice but to cling to his shoulders, breathing heavily, and her whole body seemed to be enveloped in a ball of pink.

"You dare to be so stubborn? You deserve to be punished!" He kissed Su Ning'an hard, but couldn't help laughing out happily, determined to be satisfied before letting her go.

"Your Majesty, I made a mistake!" Suningan was imprisoned in his arms, begging pitifully for mercy, "Your Majesty, it hurts..."

The candles were half burned, and Suningan nestled in Shen Yanzui's arms, too embarrassed to look up.

Only then did I realize that when he was in the mansion, he was... very restrained and conservative...

But this man was really bad. He threw the clothes far away and refused to allow her to take them. As a result, she could only hold on to the quilt tightly and couldn't stay away from him, allowing him to take advantage of him.

"Does An An like that painting?" Ana Shen held her shoulders contentedly, with a satisfied look on his face.

After making love, he lost his usual indifference and became more lazy and gentle than before.

"...The emperor has the nerve to mention it! Such a painting..." Su Ningan's face turned redder when he thought of the painting. He took a quick look at it and did not dare to take a second look.

"Don't like it?" Ana Shen raised his eyebrows. The more she didn't want to mention it, the more he insisted on asking.

"I asked someone to lock me up, you are really..."

"What is it?" His fingers were slightly curved and he gently rubbed her cheek, with a soft tone at the end, not concealing his pleasure.

"It's the Nine-Five Lord!"

"Who is it?" Shen Yanzhui held her chin and rubbed her lips vaguely.

"Yes... it's the emperor..." Yan Hong's lips were bitten gently, and this answer didn't seem to satisfy him.

"Give you another chance, who is An'an?"

Su Ning'an raised her voice sharply, sat astride his arms, hooked her arms around Ana Shen's neck, and said softly: "It's Master..."

Shen Yanzui chuckled lightly, held the back of her head, and entangled her wantonly.

Suddenly he held her tightly, and his deep eyes began to become cloudy again.

Su Ning'an didn't know what he meant, but she couldn't bear it anymore. "Master." She pushed his shoulder and said, "An'an is hungry."

Ana Shen smiled lightly, kissed her lips again, and then called someone to come in and wait on her.

A few days later · Royal Garden

"Mother, can we really pick this flower?"

"Didn't that grandma just say it's okay? And compared to other flowers, these flowers are not particularly valuable. It should be no problem to pick one or two."

Cuizhu followed the instructions and picked four or five of them and put them in the basket.

Suddenly there was a sharp shout: "What are you doing! You can pick the flowers of the Imperial Concubine at will!"