Tangled

The summer heat comes and goes quickly, and it is the end of autumn after the beginning of autumn. Although it is hot, it is already much drier.

Since Mu Xiaoxiao came back from the palace, she has been lethargic and lazy. She thought it was due to the exhaustion of traveling, until one day at breakfast, Mu Xiaoxiao vomited in front of the emperor.

The emperor was shocked, and hurriedly summoned the imperial physician to take the pulse. Before the dawn, the harem knew that Xian Jieyu was two months pregnant.

The emperor was overjoyed and wanted to make Xiaoxiao a concubine, but was dissuaded by the officials, who stopped the emperor from making a concubine on the grounds that the ancestral system could not be abolished.

The emperor had no choice but to settle for the next best thing, and made Mu Xiaoxiao a Xian concubine, enjoying a second-class food salary, named concubine but actually a concubine.

The ministers were dissatisfied, but there was nothing they could do. The sacred will had been decided, and they did not violate the ancestral system, so they had no choice but to give up.

The former dynasty subsided, but the harem could not be peaceful for a long time. After entering the palace for less than a year, she was promoted to the concubine position. The last person like this was Su Qingwan.If it is said that Su Qingwan has a prominent family and the concubine is related to her mother's family, how should Mu Xiaoxiao who has no background explain it?What a favor this is.

Since Mu Xiaoxiao has the title of Concubine Xian, there is absolutely no reason to live in Guanglu Hall anymore. The emperor ordered the Xuemei Hall to be cleaned up, and Mu Xiaoxiao moved to Xuemei Hall and became the lord of the first palace.

With the lessons learned from the green plums last time, this time Zhen'er Zhu'er is extraordinarily caring about Mu Xiaoxiao's diet, and the emperor cares about her from time to time, so it's safe and sound.

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"Have you heard? Someone has seen a ghost in the Bamboo Palace!"

"Ah, is it true?"

"It's true. They said they saw Fei Zhaoyuan, the Chu family, dressed in white, looking for her harp in the Bamboo Hall."

"Oh my god... Could it be someone pretending to be?"

"According to the old man in the palace, the figure is exactly the same as that of Fei Zhaoyuan, so it can't be a fake."

"It's terrible. Do you think she is not reconciled? Otherwise, why would she go back to the Bamboo Palace?"

Mu Xiaoxiao stood by the window and listened quietly, raised her hand to stop Zhu'er who was about to scold the little maid.

"This incident has been rumored in the past few days, so I don't think it's a fabrication." Mu Xiaoxiao quietly looked at the little maid who was playing around in the corridor. There is no energy in the palace.

When Mu Luoluo arrived, she wanted to change all these gossiping little hooves, but Mu Xiaoxiao refused to let her go. The big maid is the master's eyes and ears, so these little guys are good at scouting out news. Even if they are discovered, they can be said to be A youthful act of innocence.

"I've always wanted to know what happened back then that caused the entire Chu family to be beheaded." Mu Xiaoxiao turned around and was supported by Zhu'er back on the couch. people."

"The matter of the Chu family involves government affairs, and the harem cannot be discussed indiscriminately." Zhen'er brought sour plum soup, "The abolition of Zhaoyuan's Chu family offended His Majesty because of her mother's family. .”

"You really don't know anything about the Chu family?" Mu Xiaoxiao looked at Zhen'er with a smile.

"Your Majesty has beaten the slaves, and the slaves really don't know." Zhen'er smiled helplessly, blessing her body.

"Forget it, me, I'll just take care of the baby with peace of mind." Mu Xiaoxiao looked at Zhen'er's appearance, and she didn't seem to be talking about him to avoid people's eyes and ears, so she didn't investigate further.

"Concubine Shu also inquired about it back then, but there was no result." Zhen'er thought for a while and added a sentence.

"Thinking about it now, I won't be ignorant." Mu Xiaoxiao's light words made Zhen'er feel oppressed for no reason. Zhen'er raised her eyes and glanced at Mu Xiaoxiao. She grew up so fast that she was a little bit out of her expectation.

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"It's windy, let's go back, empress." Wen Hui stood behind Concubine An Xian, shaking off the cloak and putting it on her.

"Sit for a while, the palace is quiet and quiet." Concubine An Xian raised her head slightly to facilitate Wen Hui to tidy up her cloak. "Although the sound of the harp is wonderful, it is inevitable to hear it day and night."

"Your Majesty is upset, why don't you tell me?" Wen Hui was a little puzzled, Hongshou Hall and Zihua Palace were very close, Zhang Jieyu practiced hard, Concubine Anxian listened to her.

"The left is nothing more than a clown. Your majesty is just a whim. When your majesty is overwhelmed, he will naturally settle down. Why bother me to touch that bad luck." Concubine An Xian raised her hand to sort out the bamboo slips, and took The paper suppresses the rice paper to prevent it from flying around. I have transcribed most of a poem, but now I have no intention of transcribing it.

"If someone likes the mountain, he will be brought by Xue Lixi.

It's both gazing and laughing, and Zi Muyu is good at slimming.

Riding on a red leopard, following a raccoon dog, riding a magnolia chariot and setting up an osmanthus flag..."*

"Who is singing here?" Concubine An Xian put down her pen, her usually shrewd eyes showed shock.

Wen Hui took a few steps forward and looked out from the gap between the green bamboos, "Hui Niangniang, she is a little maid."

Concubine An Xian frowned, raised her hand, Wen Hui hurriedly retreated, and helped Concubine An Xian walk to the place she was looking at just now.As Wen Hua said, it was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old maid who didn't know what to do by the water.

"Call her over." Concubine An Xian stared closely at the back of the little maid, her voice was a little tense that she hadn't noticed.

Wen Hui responded, and waved to the little maid who was waiting outside the pavilion, and the latter left in response.

"What is your empress thinking?" Wen Hui stood behind Concubine An Xian with her hands down, taking a panoramic view of Concubine An Xian's subtle anxiety.

"If the document is here, you will understand the worries in my heart." Concubine An Xian walked back to the table and sat down. "This maid is too similar to a person."

Wen Hui lowered his head, not daring to speak.The document was originally the maid in charge of Zihua Palace, but she died of tuberculosis four years ago, so Wen Hui was in charge, so there are some things that Wen Hui does not know.

"My servant sees the virtuous concubine, my servant does not know that my mother is here, and disturbs my mother, my servant deserves to die, please forgive my sin!" The little maid didn't know why she was summoned, but she was scared out of her wits and knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"Raise your head." Concubine An Xian said.

The little maid tremblingly raised her head, and the moment she met Concubine An Xian's eyes, she immediately lowered her eyes.

"Whose palace are you from? What are you doing by the water?" Concubine An Xian raised her hand and touched the center of her eyebrows, and chuckled from the bottom of her heart, she actually fantasized about being similar to that person.

"Go back to your empress, this servant is from Xuemei Palace. My mother is pregnant and wants to eat water chestnuts. This servant wonders if there will be any in the imperial garden, so I come to have a look." The little maid replied obediently.

"She's a loyal girl." Concubine An Xian smiled, then waved her hand, "Go down."

"Thank you, my lady! Thank you, my lady!" The little maid hurriedly left as if she had been pardoned for a moment.

"It's autumn now, and it won't be long before the locusts hop around." Concubine An Xian looked down at herself who had transcribed half of the poem, wondering if she should continue to transcribe, her mood changed, and probably the words she wrote would not be the same .

"Your maidservant is stupid, please tell me clearly." Wen Hui probably knew who the locust was talking about.

"That little girl just now, both in figure and voice, looks very Qingyun. The word Shangui is Qingyun's favorite. She appeared here today because someone deliberately did it for me to see I heard." Concubine An Xian picked up the rice paper, put it aside, and picked up the pen again, "Someone set up a big picture with Qing Yun."

"Do you want to check?" Wen Hui asked.

"No, just let it go." Concubine An Xian wrote the ink, her pen was strong, and the words written were sharp and angular, "I still want to help her."

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After entering the gate of August, it is already autumn.Mu Xiaoxiao had already shown her bosom, her body became more and more lazy, her face was peaceful and peaceful, Su Qingwan teased that she did look like a mother.

This deep palace has always been full of joy and sorrow. The emperor seldom comes to the harem these days. Even if he does, he will go to Xuemei Palace to see Mu Xiaoxiao, or talk to Su Qingwan, or draw a picture with Concubine Song Danqing, no matter how gentle the sound of the harp in Hongshou Hall, never took half a step. Zhang Jieyu was angry and didn't dare to say anything, so she could only sulk by herself.

"The golden osmanthus in my sister's palace is really blooming." Mu Xiaoxiao helped Zhen'er, and walked in slowly, just happened to see Su Qingwan watering the flowers with a pot, and Mu Luoluo stood aside and smiled.

"If you like it, you can go and tell His Majesty. In the coming year, your room will be full of golden osmanthus." Su Qingwan turned around, handed the pot to the little maid behind her, and greeted Mu Xiaoxiao twice. .

"But my sister fell in love with this tree of my sister's." Mu Xiaoxiao tilted her head, "Come here, and move this golden osmanthus tree to Xuemei Hall for me."

"It's really courageous to act wild in this palace." Su Qingwan smiled, and looked back at Mu Luoluo, "What are you still doing in a daze? People are going to move our golden osmanthus and don't stop it." .”

"If you don't come here, kick out this little hoof." Mu Luoluo responded.

All the servants in the yard looked at each other, not knowing what to do, Mu Xiaoxiao was nominally a concubine of the first grade, and she was pregnant with an imperial heir, who would dare to make a move, not to mention the current scene, I don't know if the two masters are playing around, or hiding a knife in a smile.

"Okay, they don't dare to touch you, so I will do it myself." Su Qingwan walked over, breathed on her hand, and was about to tickle Mu Xiaoxiao's itch.

"Good sister! My sister knows it's wrong." Mu Xiaoxiao hurriedly begged for trouble, and gave Zhu'er a wink behind her, who then offered the food box in her hand, "I have nothing to do this morning, so I made some snacks. My sister tasted it." Is it okay to taste it?"

"It's no wonder you have such filial piety, I reluctantly accepted it." Su Qingwan raised her hand and tapped on the tip of Mu Xiaoxiao's nose, then took Mu Xiaoxiao's arm and entered the room.

"In a few days in Zhongqiu, I plan to make more dim sum for His Majesty and the Empress Dowager." Mu Xiaoxiao personally took out the dim sum in the food box and arranged them. Tried it, my sister was the first one."

"Is there something I haven't tasted?" The emperor's voice came from outside the door, and the two of them hurriedly stayed on the bed to pick them up.

"My concubine didn't know His Majesty was coming, so I asked Your Majesty to forgive me."

"Get up." The emperor first gave Su Qingwan a virtual support, and then stretched out his hand to help Mu Xiaoxiao up, "You don't have to perform such a big ceremony when you are pregnant, and so does Qingwan. If you are weak, you don't have to stick to these virtual rituals."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Let me see, you two sisters are stealing something good again." The emperor led Mu Xiaoxiao to sit down on the couch, Su Qingwan sat down opposite, waved to the little maid behind her, and someone went to take the seat. The incense in the censer was replaced with ambergris.

"Under the whole world, is it the land of the king, the shore of the land, or the minister of the king, how dare the concubine steal food behind his majesty's back, perhaps the younger sister feels that she is not good at cooking, thinking that the concubine, the older sister, can give some pointers, Then you dare to show your shame in front of His Majesty." Su Qingwan laughed.

"No." Mu Xiaoxiao retorted.