Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

Cao Ruomi sat alone, staring blankly at the empty seat opposite.

Wen Jin just finished seeing off Zhang Baoyue and turned back.

"Your Majesty, if you help Zhang Hongde like this, if the matter is exposed, won't you be in trouble? Why don't you stay out of the matter and sit on the mountain and watch the fight between tigers and tigers?"

"Ajin, things are different now than before. We can no longer be so passive."

Cao Ruomi's eyes were lifeless, like an empty shell without a soul, and his voice was indescribably tired.

"Ajin, you have followed me since the day I married into the palace. After so many years, you can also see that apart from this post, what else is left for me? Nothing..."

"Your Majesty's heart has never been here, and it cannot be here. He wants to fight for power with the Queen Mother, so how can I support him? If I turn towards him, the Queen Mother will be the first to push me down. "

Cao Ruomi laughed.

"You also know that my father is upright and has offended many people. My brother can only lead troops. After the death of my eldest sister-in-law, he is even more unsociable. They are obviously the ones who sent me to the position of queen, but they have never been Don’t consider how difficult it is for me.”

She took a slow breath and held back her tears: "At least they are alive, and there are still people who will care about them, but they are dead. If I hadn't been trying to win over the Zhou family and the Dou family, I would have been the queen long ago. ."

Cao Ruomi had no expression on his face and poked his heart with his hand: "Ajin, do you know? In order to be the queen, there is nothing left here, nothing. If I lose even this position now, then I will What’s the point of living?”

Wen Jin's eyes were sore, and she slowly knelt down in front of Cao Ruomi: "My Lady, don't say that, you still have the Crown Prince and the Second Prince."

"Prince? Second prince?" Cao Ruomi didn't blink and shook his head slowly, "Is it not for Yang'er that I did all this? If the Japanese palace really loses the throne, how can there be any princes and princes? Prince?"

Wen Jin's eyes were slightly red: "You still have the master, and the master will not ignore you."

Cao Ruomi kept his eyes still and smiled weakly: "Ah Yun, hey, he should have his own child soon, how can he care about Yang'er and Xin'er?"

Wen Jin glanced towards the door of the palace and lowered his voice: "My queen, why don't you tell me the truth? If he knows, it will be useless even if Lianyang gives birth to ten or eight more people!"

Cao Ruomi lowered her long eyelashes and shook her head: "You don't understand him. He is so devoted to me now, but he just feels guilty about that night. If he knew that Xin'er was his child, he would not be so dedicated again. , but he will even die to apologize."

"I have already felt sorry for A Xiang, how can I kill A Yun again? What's more, I still need the Zhou family..."

Wen Jin sighed: "You shouldn't have given Lian Yang to the Lord in the first place."

Cao Ruomi was silent for a moment and asked, "Why haven't you seen Danqing enter the palace these days?"

Wen Jin raised his eyes, his eyes bright and full of meaning.

*

Concubine Shu's return to favor was not too surprising in the eyes of the harem people.

After all, on the day the ban was lifted, the truth was found out. The butterfly carp in Hanguang Palace did not die from improper maintenance, but were poisoned by someone with intentional intentions.

The poison was strange, not a common poison, but the fish kept swimming after eating it until it died of exhaustion, so it was not easy to be discovered.

It was found that the poisoner was a young palace servant, but unfortunately he fell into the well and died. It is still unknown who ordered him, and the clues have been cut off.

This can be regarded as Concubine Shu being envied by others, suffering unjust injustice, and being detained in the palace for so many days in vain.

Some people say that it was Concubine Shu who came up with a way out of the confinement; others said that it was someone who was jealous of Lu Zhaoyi and Zhang Hongde and wanted to use Concubine Shu to destroy their prestige; still others said that the emperor did not want to restrain Shu anymore. Concubine, find yourself a step down...

But no matter which one it is, it is an indisputable fact that Concubine Shu is favored again, but she is not as ostentatious as before.

As winter approaches, the days are obviously shorter. After the sun sets, it is damp and cold outside, and even the wind blowing into the house is chilly.

Yuan Zhi carefully closed the window sash and moved the 'green peony' that had been removed to its original position. "Once the doors and windows are closed, I only see the flowers in the hall. I really think it's autumn."

Mu Yan was already packing up his pen and ink, and smiled silently when he heard the words.

Everyone knew that Mrs. Yurui loved flowers, so flowers were constantly planted in Hanguang Palace, some were rewarded by the emperor, and some were given by noble women.

Xianglan came over with embroidered winter clothes, but saw Liang Huan sitting in front of the desk with a frown on her face, silent.

She put her winter clothes aside and said, "Is your Majesty feeling unwell? Why does your face look wrong?"

When Xianglan asked, everyone's eyes fell on the faces of the people sitting quietly, feeling very nervous.

Liang Huan nodded lightly: "It's always like this during this period. Occasionally, there will be strong labor pains, but after a while, it will return to normal."

After hearing what she said, Yuan Zhi also gathered around: "Mother, you are not feeling well, why didn't you tell us earlier?"

Xianglan was about to send the palace servants to ask for the imperial doctor, but Liang Huan waved his hand to stop him: "Have you forgotten? I know medical skills myself?"

Xianglan disagreed: "It's only when you look at your Majesty that you've forgotten. It's hard for a doctor to heal himself."

Yuan Zhi nodded repeatedly at the side: "Your Majesty can't trust others, so the Imperial Doctor should trust you, right?"

Liang Huan looked at the people surrounding him and nodded with a helpless smile: "Let's wait until tomorrow. It's too late today. If the situation persists tomorrow, please ask the imperial doctor to come and take a look."

When she said this, several people could only nod.

Liang Huan glanced at the Yao plate that Xianglan placed on the table. The newly made winter clothes sent by the Yisi Department were all embroidered with butterflies.

The butterflies have different postures and colors, and each one is lively and lifelike.

Liang Huan lowered his eyes and stroked them carefully.

Xianglan said: "Compared to your acupuncture, my work is really rough. Please take a look at it, is there anything that needs improvement?"

When it came to embroidery, Liang Huan calmed down and looked at each one carefully. After finishing it, he said seriously: "In terms of embroidery techniques alone, I have mastered them very well. I am meticulous and strictly follow the requirements. However, because I pay too much attention to skills, , it appears to be regular, rigid, with only form but no soul.”

Yuan Zhi pulled the butterfly and looked back and forth, exclaiming: "I can't even embroider this well, let alone this slave. But, are your requirements too strict? Sister Xianglan is the aunt in charge of Hanguang Palace. , it’s not from Si Yisi, why do you need to do so well?”

Liang Huan smiled: "I didn't like to learn these things when I was young. Later, when something unexpected happened, I realized that it's always good for people to have skills close to them. Even if they can't be saved by others, they can still save themselves. Especially women."

They also heard about the affairs of Concubine Shu's family, and the atmosphere became inexplicably cold.

Seeing that several people were silent, Liang Huan smiled and said: "Mu Yan wants to study and learn to read, and you like to make incense with me. Xianglan has a stable temperament and is very patient in doing things. After thinking about it, I think this acupuncture skill can be used Teach her.”

Yuan Zhi smacked her lips: "My dear, you really had to learn a lot when you were young..."

"Mother--"

While talking, someone from the palace hurriedly ran in.

Several people looked back.

Xianglan suppressed a smile: "What are you so worried about?"

The palace man gasped: "Yes, it's the Taiwei's wife."

Liang Huan was surprised: "What happened to Danqing?"