The Rebirth of the Concubine

Six years later.

Holding a new piece of satin, Wei Linyi twisted her waist and entered Yuan Yue's room.

"My lord, the imperial concubine has sent a new one. This time I bought it specially from a merchant in the capital of the Song Dynasty in the Central Plains. It is very expensive." Wei Linyi touched it lightly, for fear that her nails would hook the fine satin. Stringed up.

"The scouts of the palace have worked hard, and it is our kindness to give you some broken silver." Yuan Yue said without even looking at it.

"It's the satin from Mr. Miqin. He said that he specially asked the prince to send him here." Wei Linyi touched it carefully again, and Yuan Yue's eyes were filled with the look of being unable to put it down.

Yuan Yue then stood up, walked in front of Wei Linyi, took the satin, looked it over carefully, and raised it up to make gestures on Wei Linyi.

Yuan Yue is now more than an inch taller than Wei Linyi. Although her appearance has not changed much, she is slender and looks like a tree facing the wind. Wei Linyi's pity is that although Yuan Yue has been dressed as a man for a long time, she has a refined temperament , agile, but still faintly reveals the feeling of a woman.

Wei Linyi changed Yuan Yue into women's clothes many times in private. It was the last bit of fun in the boring military camp life. Yuan Yue didn't refuse. Instead, she liked to wear women's clothes. She was also able to regain her female status, but Ye Lishi was unlucky and gave birth to a baby girl as well.

Yuan Yue has already grown up, and she has to wrap her chest cloth tightly around her five feet every day. Yuan Yue always complains that this summer is just an annoyance.

"This color matches you quite well, why don't you use it to make clothes." Yuan Yue said.

"This color is plain. My family is getting older and I like it more colorful, and this is specially chosen by the Shizi Concubine as a gift to the young master." Wei Linyi shook her head vigorously. Yuan Yue's eyesight is really bad. Could it be that she can't recognize the color?This piece of satin is navy blue and is suitable for men's clothing rather than women's clothing.

Yuan Yue nodded, Wei Muhe really cared for her younger brother, from the usual seasonal melons and fruit candied fruit, eating wine and meat, and the clothes on his body from inside to outside, all were carefully prepared by Wei Muhe. People were sent over from Xingqing Mansion.

She is not a white-eyed wolf, and has always been grateful for this. She also learned from the scouts or Miqin that the princess has been practicing Buddhism, copying Buddhist scriptures by hand every morning until lunch time, diligent and self-denial.

Maybe Wei Muhe had two people in his previous life and this life, Yuan Yue thought that if he could go back and see this sister face to face, maybe he should get rid of the prejudice from the previous life.

"Recently, my chest is always swollen. It seems that this chest wrap has been wrapped around for a long time. Can I make a new one for this satin?" Yuan Yue touched the good satin, thinking that it was such a soft satin for the chest wrap. Cloth, maybe it will be more comfortable.

"No, this satin is so good, it's a pity if you don't wear it out. You can use white cotton cloth to wear it inside." Wei Linyi immediately disagreed, and now she is Yuan Yue's only trust in the Liangzhou military camp. Therefore, his attitude is not as rigid as before, and his speech does not distinguish between master and servant.

Yuan Yue smiled helplessly, thinking to herself, that's all, she couldn't speak for her.

"That... this... did Mi Qin say that the princess is okay?" Yuan Yue finally couldn't hold back, and asked.

"It's good, not only good, but she also brought a gift from Tommy Qin for you to open it yourself." Wei Linyi replied with a smile in her eyes.

"What gift is it? I didn't see you holding it." Seeing that Wei Linyi only had this batch of satin in her hands, Yuan Yue hurriedly asked again.

"The slave's house is at the door, so I'll get it for you." Wei Linyi put down the satin, turned and walked out the door with light steps.

Yuan Yue waited expectantly, but seeing Wei Linyi coming in with another painting scroll, she felt a little disappointed in her heart, it was another portrait of a princess.

For six full years, the princess did not let Yang Bingyi return to the Central Plains, and told him to concentrate on painting for herself. Up to now, the princess has sent countless portraits of her. Because of the portrait, no one was allowed to enter her room at all.

Yuan Yue was both angry and moved by the princess' behavior. The anger was because Yang Bingyi must have taken advantage of his eyes when he was painting for her. What was moved was that the princess's posture and movements were different every time, and it was really difficult for her So many portraits without repetition.

"It's very different this time." Seeing Yuan Yue's disappointed expression, Wei Linyi hurriedly said.

"Have you seen it, how did you know?" Yuan Yue asked in puzzlement.

"Master Mi Qin passed on the word, the princess said it herself, this painting is the most different." Wei Linyi replied explaining.

Yuan Yue raised her eyebrows, took the scroll, opened the tightly wrapped leather case and seal, and opened the scroll as if she had found a treasure.

I saw that the background of the picture was the exquisitely carved royal garden. A woman in navy blue brocade was sitting gracefully in the gazebo, her long black silky hair was hanging down her shoulders, but she was playing with delicate golden steps Shaking, as if about to comb her hair, making the girl in the painting look vivid and dignified.

As for this woman's face, Yuan Yue couldn't be more familiar with it, but seeing her beautiful eyes in the painting, like a pool of autumn water, with ripples of autumn waves, an extremely beautiful face, is even more tempting, but the rigor of this thrush But it makes people understand that she is the princess of Xixia, sacred and inviolable, and the temptation and sacredness are cleverly displayed.

This painting is indeed completely different from the previous extremely charming pictures. It is not only the only portrait outside the house, but also shows Wei Muyin's usual temperament to the fullest.

"Where is this garden?" Yuan Yue looked at the background, she didn't recognize it, so she asked.

"Maybe it's the new royal palace." Wei Linyi said speculatively.

Yuan Yue looked at the picture carefully again, admiring in her heart that Yang Bingyi's painting skills are really improving every day.

"You can't pull your eyes out. I really don't know why you are like this, son. You don't want to look at the princess's provocative portraits. This one is so carefully evaluated." Wei Linyi said teasingly.

Yuan Yue was not annoyed by her teasing, she watched it carefully for a while before speaking plausibly.

"The princess's paintings, if I look at them like this, I won't be a pervert, you must be making another joke." After Yuan Yue finished speaking, he slowly rolled up the scroll and prepared to hang it in the middle of the room.

She saw this piece of satin again, which seemed to be very similar in color to the long dress worn by the princess.

"Make me a straight gown, I want to wear it." After Yuan Yue finished speaking, she happily entered the room with a painting scroll in her hand.

In the east of Xingqing Mansion, there is a majestic palace and treasure hall, but the owner of this palace is lying on the bed, dying.

"Father, is he better?" Wei Muyin waited by the bed, watching the medical officer treat Prince Deming.

"My lord suffered a serious head injury, his brain was blocked by blood congestion, and he has symptoms of a stroke. The situation is not optimistic. The ministers are doing their best." The medical officer replied.

Wei Muyin sighed, stood up, and Yuan Hao was guarding the door outside, not daring to leave.

"Have you found out the reason?" Wei Muyin is now an adult, exuding a mature temperament and elegance all over his body.

Yuan Hao shook his head, he had already ordered a thorough investigation of the matter, but so far, there has been no result.

"The censor of Feilongyuan came to report just now, it is very likely that the father this time was just an accident." Yuan Hao was also frowning, thinking of what the censor said to himself, he was deeply confused.

Today, Prince Deming called a sedan chair and drove to the wall of the cold palace where Yuniang was trapped. Ever since Yuniang was recognized by Wei Mushan as his god-sister and imprisoned in the palace, the prince has never seen him once. On a whim, he decided to go inside to see Yuniang, and ordered no one to enter the cold palace with him.

As if it was such a coincidence, the prince had just gotten off the sedan chair and walked to the cold palace wall when he was hit on the forehead by a huge glazed tile. He spat out, fell to the ground and twitched all over his body, the guards who followed were dumbfounded, and hurriedly carried the prince back to the bedroom, and then the prince fell unconscious, breathing in more air than exhaling.

"Did Yushi enter the cold palace for interrogation?" Wei Muyin was dissatisfied with Yuan Hao's perfunctory manner, and asked to get to the bottom of it.

"Go, Yuniang is resting inside well, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with this matter." Seeing Wei Muyin's reluctance, Yuan Hao could only repeat what Yu Shi said to her.

Only then did Wei Muyin nod his head, he was satisfied.

"Where is the concubine?" Wei Muyin hurriedly asked, seeing that Yuan Hao was alone, thinking of her sister.

"Hearing about this, the concubine Shizi has already accompanied the concubine mother to pray for the father and the king." Yuan Hao didn't think so. The concubine Shizi is not a medical officer, so it won't be useful here. It's better to ask her to recite scriptures and pray for the king. .

Wei Muyin took another look into the room, seeing that Prince Deming was in danger on the bed, his mood was very complicated.

In the previous life, Prince Deming obviously still had a few years to live, but in this life, changes happened unexpectedly.

"Brother Wang, you need to be prepared, Father Wang will always..." Wei Muyin said in a low voice.

Yuan Hao nodded, indicating that he understood what she meant, the emperor's family, perhaps more important than life and death is power.

"I have already ordered all the administrative departments of Xingqing Mansion to stay on duty, and I have also ordered the Zhongshu to prepare the arrival reports to the Tongzhou county government and the military supervisory department. Everything is in order," Yuan Hao said.

"It's a joy to prepare the birthday cake. I hope that the father and the king will have a good fortune." Wei Muyin finally said, and turned back to the house.

Yuan Hao sighed heavily again to conceal his excitement. If the father passed this test, he would definitely be unwell and unable to manage the affairs of the court, then he would be a justifiable supervisor, and the rights were already at his fingertips.

He exited the room, felt the fresh air outside, saw the red walls and yellow tiles around him, a scene of wealth and splendor, Yuan Hao lowered his head again, and outlined the shape of Xixia's land in his mind, and all of this would soon be his.

Suddenly, there was a sudden cry, which overwhelmed the disturbing cicadas and birdsong in summer, breaking the last tranquility in the palace.

"The prince is dead." A sharp voice came out, followed by bursts of mournful voices.