Zhen Guo Princess GL

As soon as Ah Zhuang walked to the door, Wan'er noticed it. She raised her eyes sideways, and with a slight reluctance to let go of Princess Changle's melody, she stood up and bowed to her: "Please report to Your Majesty, there are some difficult things that need to be done. Take some time to think about it, and go later."

Ah Zhuang said: "I'm not here to urge my wife."

Wan'er showed some puzzled expression, but she saw that she was smiling happily, she turned sideways, took a cup of soup from another young palace man, and said: "Your Majesty said that the lady has been tired these few days, so she doesn't always I’m here to bother you, the lady will finish the business first, and then it’s not too late to find her. Your Majesty also said that it’s windy today, so it’s fine to go on a boat trip, and I will go to the Erotic Palace with the lady to recite poems and enjoy the scenery some other day.”

While talking, he personally delivered the soup to Wan'er: "This is the medicinal diet that His Majesty ordered the imperial doctor to prepare. Because His Majesty saw that the lady has not slept much these days, and the period of the deciduous period is late, he ordered Shangshan to prepare this soup for the sake of recuperating the body of the lady. .”

Seeing her flattering voice, Wan'er frowned slightly, motioned for Xiao Xi to take the soup, and said to herself, "How is Young Lady?"

A Zhuang said: "Your Majesty, I sent an imperial physician to see her, and there are three or four female doctors waiting. Unfortunately, she is not blessed, and this is not going to get better. I think it's just these few days." Xiang Wan'er smiled: " Your Majesty is worrying about the matter of the young lady, so please don't mention it in front of the imperial court, so as not to make His Majesty angry."

Wan'er pulled up the corner of her mouth and smiled: "Thank you." She didn't want to talk to her, so she took some money and handed it to her. A Zhuang took the money and said in a humble voice.

Wan'er felt even more displeased, so she sent her outside the hall, watched her go away, called Xiao Xi by her side when she turned around, and softly instructed: "Go and see Ah Qing, and find out what she lacks before you go. We have what we have, just take it, don’t begrudge it.”

Xiaoxi agreed, and since she was the only two next to each other, she poked her head out, leaned on Wan'er when she turned back, and whispered, "What do you think of this lady Zhuang?"

Wan'er didn't answer, Xiao Xi took a look at her face, so she didn't ask any more, but respectfully offered the imperial gift soup, the palace servants on both sides saw that Wan'er was clearly full, but still insisted on pouring it down, one of them persuaded: "If you can't drink it for a while, just let it go. Your Majesty has never adhered to these etiquettes at the Chengzhi Department, so I don't think you will blame it for it."

Wan'er saw that Xiao Xi's face moved slightly, as if she had something to say, she temporarily opened the bowl and said with a light smile, "What does A Xi want to say?"

Xiao Xi looked around, and reluctantly said: "Your Majesty has treated my wife very well recently." Wan'er raised her eyebrows, but she said again: "But Your Majesty treated me very well before."

Wan'er smiled, drank the soup in one go, dismissed the left and right, sat back down again, started playing Princess Changle, watched for a while, looked up and saw Xiao Xi was still there, and said with a smile: "What's the matter?"

Xiao Xi shook his head: "It's nothing." Looking at Wan'er, she frowned, and muttered: "But the lady is not easy to compare with me."

Wan'er smiled lightly, put down the memorial, and raised her eyebrows to look at her: "You and I are both born in Ye Ting, we were both palace servants and concubines of His Majesty, what's the difference?"

Xiao Xi jumped and said, "That's different."

Wan'er glanced at her with a smile: "What's different?"

Xiao Xi said: "My lady... My lady is a wealthy family, the grandson of the prime minister..."

Wan'er smiled and said: "My grandfather and father were all punished for their crimes, and they were all dismissed from official positions. How can we say that the prime minister? There are no Shangguan clans, and the whole family has lost their lives. How can we talk about a noble family? You and I belong to the same family. In the palace, what's the difference between serving and bathing His Majesty day and night?"

Xiaoxi was rendered speechless by her words, and said in a low voice, "I... my concubine is going to visit Qing Niangzi." She went out in a hurry, leaving Wan'er shaking her head and laughing, and read all the things Princess Changle said from the beginning to the end. , I already had a calculation in my heart, and I wanted to draw up a pen and abbreviate it, but after thinking about it, I cast a pen, put the Shuzuo back intact, and put it on top.

After completing the important tasks, I felt that my arms were stretched out, and my head and neck were slightly tilted. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that the soup bowl was still there. From a distance, it seemed a bit strange in shape. I picked it up casually, turned it over, and found that there was a square folded piece of rice glued to the bottom. The square and square plum-blossom paper—this paper was made by Wan’er and the palace servants last year, with plum blossoms pressed on the top of the paper, each with a flower, and only [-] sheets were made. Wu Zhao liked it very much, and wrote on each of the six sheets. After reading the verse, I distributed it to the temples in the two capitals, and eight pieces of poems written by imperial pens for the Cold Food Festival, and I bestowed them on the crown prince, Shao Wang, Liang Wang, Si Wei Wang, Princess Changle, Di Renjie, Yang Zhirou and Wu Youning. here.

Wan'er took down the paper, opened it carefully, and saw that there were four large characters written on a sheet full of paper: Tiaoxi Daxi.The pen is not as sharp as usual, but rather charming, and the inscription is correct with the word "猫", dazed for a moment, then gently put down the paper, and then looked at the stack of memoirs and soup bowls , sighed involuntarily.

Wu Zhao treated himself better and better.It's not the kind of kindness of high-ranking officials and generous salary, nor is it just the fanaticism of male and female love, but it is like the sincere and flawless attachment of children, but mixed with a little appreciation of the seniors for the juniors.

She is not without reservations, otherwise she would not have praised Wan'er's behavior of submitting important memorials every few days-although childlike laziness and impatience are always included in this praise, and she would not pretend that she did not hear Wan'er A small complaint about the crown prince and King Jinyang vying for favor.She is still rational, but this reason is not as cold and hard as when she was young.

She is old, and her ambitions fade with time, leaving more warmth and softness—at least for Wan'er.

But Wan'er was still young, and she had just tasted the power in her hands. She had many ideas, and she couldn't wait for her to implement them.

Sometimes, Wan'er suddenly doesn't know what face she should face Wu Zhao, is she a lover, a concubine, or a good minister?Before Wu Zhao treated her so well, she could freely switch between these identities and handle everything with ease.

But Wu Zhao treated her so well that Wan'er often felt that the first 30 years of her life were a dream.If they weren't both women, Wan'er would have thought they were an ordinary couple.Years of companionship, close friendship.

However, she and her get along like this, in fact, it has only been a few months.

Wan'er pursed her lips and looked out of the window in a daze. After a while, she finally lowered her head, chose another note, picked up a pen, and replied four words: Actually Sanxi.After he finished writing, he hesitated for a long time, then called the palace servants, handed over the paper, and said indifferently: "Submit it to Your Majesty—be sure to hand it over by hand."

The author has something to say: Notes:

Picking and reaching, the words come out of "The Book of Songs Zijin"

In fact, Sanxi, the words come out of "The Book of Songs · There Are Plums"

The computer is turned off, and I will post detailed notes tomorrow, good night.