The imperial concubine dotes on her alone

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Naturally, they didn't know that Jiang Huimin had already thought about it, and wanted to find an excuse to punish her at the audition scene.

Pan Gui lowered her head and thought about it quickly. She has paid too much for this. It is not easy to hook up with Zhou's family. She is unwilling to give up so easily now.

Thinking about Xia Qing's fine clothes and fine food in the palace now, once he goes back, Pan Quan will make fun of him, and he will have no chance to climb up in the future.

Even if she entered the palace as a court lady, if she had the chance to hook up with the emperor, she might not be able to get ahead. Thinking of this, she gritted her teeth, "Ministers are willing to enter the palace as palace maids."

When Jiang Huimin smiled, she knew that Pan Gui would make such a choice, which was expected.

Pan Gui was also dazzled by the dream of prosperity and wealth. There had been news that the emperor was ill, and she didn't think about how she would have the opportunity to contact the emperor now that she was entering the palace as a court lady?

The officials of the Ministry of Rituals didn’t know what to do next, and they had a troubled look on their faces. It is said that the selected show girls will be given a plaque and taken to the back by the nuns, and those who are not selected will also be led to the back and wait until Huang He was sent out of the palace at dusk.Now that Pan Gui is entering the palace as a court lady, how should she deal with it?

Jiang Huimin raised her hand to call the officials on the side, and said: "It's her first time entering the palace, follow the procedure of Xiunu, and go teach Yinmaid the rules first."

With a smile on his face, Pan Gui followed Madam Jiaoyin to the hall, and waited to enter the palace together to learn the rules.

Here, Jiang Huimin finished dealing with Pan Gui, and there were not many people left. After a brief treatment, he boarded the sedan chair and ran towards the palace.

Before returning to Jingchun Palace, she went to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

In the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the emperor was lying on the bed with eyes closed, panting heavily, Feng Xian stood aside, Jiang Huimin looked at the emperor for a long time, she asked: "Is the emperor still sober recently?"

"You can wake up once or twice a day. Don't worry, my mother, the medicine will be fed on time."

"Did he ask anything?"

"I once asked who was in charge of the government, and the servant replied that the imperial concubine was in charge, so he began to curse, in a very unpleasant way." Feng Xian didn't dare to go into details.

Jiang Huimin stepped forward a few steps and stood by the bed, just in time to see the emperor waking up slightly.

Probably really confused, the emperor couldn't even see the figure clearly, he looked at Jiang Huimin standing aside, "Feng...Feng Xian, is that you?"

His voice was very weak, Jiang Huimin looked directly at him, and replied coldly: "The emperor is wrong, he is a concubine."

The emperor seemed to hear something terrible, he began to twist his body in a panic, and shouted: "It's you, you... this vicious woman, who wants to steal me..." He didn't continue, his voice I was blocked for a while, unable to speak.

Feng Xian stepped forward to help him calm down, and handed him a bowl of decoction, "Your Majesty, it's time to drink the medicine."

The emperor seemed to want to smash the medicine bowl with a slap, but when he raised his hand, he realized that his arm was tied to the bed by a belt.

"You..." He hammered the chuáng with his hand angrily.

Seeing this, Jiang Huimin turned her head and asked, "How long have you tied him up like this?"

"It didn't take long," Feng Xian replied, "The main reason is that the emperor is confused, and if he doesn't cooperate with the medicine, the servants can't help it."

"Very good." Jiang Huimin sneered, "The good medicine tastes bitter, and the emperor is unwilling to take it when he is sick, so you should help him more."

As soon as she finished speaking, a little eunuch followed outside.

The little eunuch seemed to be familiar with the road for a long time. He stepped forward and lifted the emperor's head, and opened his mouth forcefully. Feng Xian took the thick black medicinal soup and forcefully poured it in.

After the drug was imported, the emperor felt his surroundings were spinning, which was due to the hallucinogenic effect of the drug.

He looked at the vague figure beside him, and this time he saw clearly that it was a woman.

He pointed at Jiang Huimin with his index finger, staring blankly, "You, you killed my son."

Jiang Huimin turned to Feng Xian, "Did you tell him?"

Feng Xian bowed his head, "For such a big event as the crown prince committing suicide, the slave should of course inform the emperor early."

The emperor on the sickbed was completely helpless, and the government was in his hands, so he could only look at Jiang Huimin with hatred like a knife, but the man just smiled, "The prince is useless, the emperor should kill him, the concubine has already I chose a lot of beautiful girls for the emperor, and when the emperor recovers, I will have as many sons as I want."

Her words not only did not comfort the emperor, but instead made him even more angry, so angry that he fainted again.

The emperor was in a coma, and there was nothing wrong with staying here, so Feng Xian sent her away from the Hall of Mental Cultivation.When he was about to leave, Jiang Huimin turned around and said: "Don't let him die, it's fine if he can't get up in bed, I still have a big gift for him in the future."

Feng Xian smiled, "Slaves understand."

While Jiang Huimin was in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the selected show girls had already entered the palace, and the nuns dragged them to a palace aside, and began to teach etiquette in the palace.

The positions of the show girls have not yet been determined, everyone is the same, sitting on the chairs together, listening to the discipline of the nuns, this first lecture is about sitting posture.

Pan Gui was naturally among them.

As soon as she sat down with the crowd, she saw a teacher at the side leading the nanny over and calling her name, "Get up first."

Pan Gui stood up in a daze, not understanding what he had done wrong.

I just listened to the teaching mother and said word by word: "We are elected today, and we will be the masters of the palace in the future. Naturally, we can sit down in front of the servants, but Miss Pan is different. You were selected as a palace maid, so you are not qualified. Sit in front of the minion, come, get her chair out."

A little maid came in and moved the chair behind Pan Gui.

Pan Gui's eyes were stunned. From the moment she entered the palace, she thought she was no different from other beautiful girls. She didn't want to be the first to be disqualified just after starting the training.

She has learned to be smarter now, and she dare not offend anyone casually, so she just smiled and said: "My aunt taught me that I should stand."

"You have to stand upright. In addition, maids in the palace must call themselves slaves."

Seeing that Pan Gui didn't dare to refute, she gritted her teeth and said, "This servant knows."

Pan Gui was tortured a lot during this training session. The others sat and listened to the lectures and asked Mammy to explain the rules. She had to stand aside, and she would be disliked for her improper posture, and she was almost dragged to kneel as a punishment.

After a training session, Pan Gui's leg was about to break, and when the mother of the teaching and guidance announced a temporary rest, she finally couldn't help but sat on the ground.

Outside the temple gate, two nuns were whispering.

"I told you, don't go too far, what if she really thrives in the future and causes trouble for you and me." A nun whispered.

The other nun smiled contemptuously, "She still wants to make a fortune. Didn't you see the palace selection today? The imperial concubine obviously doesn't like her, and now the emperor can't do it anymore. Is there a way for people who are hated by the imperial concubine to survive in the palace?" ?"

Pan Gui leaned against the door, and when he heard the two men talking, he hated him to death, but he could only knock out his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

Of course, she didn't know that all this was just the beginning of her nightmare.

The draft is a very energy-consuming thing. Jiang Huimin has been busy outside for a day, and Xia Qing waited for her in Jingchun Palace for a day, sitting on the bed and stroking the cat.

She raised the cat so that its fur was shining brightly, and now it was lying lazily on the bed. Xia Qing stroked its forehead, but the cat shook its head and refused to let her touch it.

Xia Qing cursed inwardly, "Little brat, I usually give you so much delicious food for nothing."

She forcefully hugged the cat and gently stroked its soft fur.

"Do you have a favorite cat?" Xia Qing whispered to the cat.

"Meow..." the flower cat cried out.

"The person I like, she wants to meet many beautiful women today." Xia Qing continued to whisper to the cat.