The Dragon's Families of Mountains and Rivers

The Mid-Autumn Festival is a reunion, the front court and the back court are very lively, even the Taiji Hall, which has always been peaceful and quiet, has a different kind of tranquility and warmth. Among this kind of bustle, only the Yongfu Palace of the Concubine De is deserted.

The night is getting darker, the bright moon is hanging high, and the cinnamon fragrance in the courtyard is so rich and sweet.On the small couch by the window, Concubine De, who had bid farewell to the Mid-Autumn Festival feast, was half-lying on it with a weary look, wearing a moon-white tunic, loose blue hair, and a pale complexion.

Seeing her like this, Zhilan, her personal maid, wanted to comfort her but hesitated to speak.

On the contrary, Ping'er, the personal servant girl she brought from the Prime Minister's mansion when she entered the palace, knelt beside the couch and persuaded worriedly, "Mother, it's getting cold at night, you can go and rest on the couch."

Concubine De shook her head, and said softly, "Everyone go down, I'll look at the flowers for a while."

Ping'er looked at the half-closed window lattice, and then looked at the sky outside, the night covered the world like ink, where can you see flowers?

"My lady..."

"Go down, all down."

Ping'er was about to say more, but Zhilan shook her head at her, stepped forward and covered her body with the thin blanket she was holding in her hands, "Mother, the servant is outside, if you need anything, just call the servant."

She is the eldest maid assigned to the Yongfu Palace in the palace, and she behaves according to the rules and regulations. Although she is not as good as a master and servant, Pinger who urinates and serves the master, but the days that the master has been together since entering the palace, The alienation of her defense has also weakened a lot.Just have to trust completely, I'm afraid it's still far from it.However, where is the trust without barriers that can be easily obtained?What's more, in this deep palace of intrigue, what is easily entrusted is trust, and what is entrusted with it is wealth and life!

Hearing this, Concubine De raised her eyes and glanced at her, and saw that her expression was calm and unwavering, she didn't notice her master's unspeakable panic and confusion, no matter what she did during the two days back to the palace, she was orderly She is calm and knows how to advance and retreat. She really is a first-class court lady, not comparable to the servants of ordinary families.

On the other hand, the personal maids around her are not even a little bit worse in terms of temperament and behavior. I heard that before she was transferred to this palace, she served an unfavored concubine of the late emperor in Shoukang Palace.After receiving her order to enter the palace, her father made hasty arrangements and arranged for her such a restrained and close-fitting palace lady.

"Go, Ping'er, go with Zhilan to pick some sweet-scented osmanthus flowers. Tomorrow I can make some sweet-scented osmanthus soft cakes and send them to Xiang's residence." I have lost my mind, but doing something to send to my mother will at least make her feel at ease.

"Your Majesty, are you still doing it this year? Tomorrow's Mid-Autumn Festival is over..."

"Let's do it. It's better to send it one day later than not at all. Mother is thinking about it."

Zhilan blessed her body, "I'm going to pick sweet-scented osmanthus." After finishing speaking, she took Ping'er and left the Nuan Pavilion, leaving this quiet place for the master to be alone.

Concubine De leaned back on the couch, staring blankly at the magnificent palace, with loneliness in her eyes.

It turned out that he had already left...

He came and went quietly, the son of King Yun who moved the world has been away from Beijing for many years, and it is rare to return to Beijing, but he came and went quietly like this. There is no one or anything he stayed here, so quietly.

She wanted to see him wholeheartedly, but she was trapped in this cage, unable to ask or tell, or even get some news about that person, because her father forbade him, and because the Zhang family had nothing to do with the Yun family. As an imperial concubine, she couldn't show any strangeness in this wolf-like deep palace.

I finally looked forward to being able to leave the palace, and risked the danger of implicating the entire clan to find him, but the man had already left...

She expected him to return to Beijing suddenly because of her sudden entry into the palace, but it was her wishful thinking!

After all, did she expect too much from the late emperor's temporary jokes? Her father was the Zhang family. The wife of the Yun family who attracted the attention of women all over the world made her father proud for more than ten years, envied all women in the world, and made her greedy for half her life. , Even now I am not reconciled, but no matter how unwilling I am, there is nothing I can do in the end.

Nothing to do...

What should she do in this high-walled courtyard that imprisoned her for the rest of her life?What should she do? !

Just as she stepped down the steps with the basket in hand, there was a sudden cry of grief from the warm pavilion. Ping'er was startled, lifted up her skirt, turned around and was about to run back, when Zhilan grabbed her.

"Sister Zhilan! Let go!" Ping'er was so anxious that she blushed and tried to pull back her arm and run back to the Nuan Pavilion.

Zhilan shook her head solemnly at her, then turned her head towards the court ladies and eunuchs waiting in front of the palace gate, and yelled, "Go down!"

The maid at the door listened to the cries coming from the warm pavilion and looked at each other. Hearing Zhilan's scolding, she didn't dare to stop, turned around and hurried down the corridor.

Walking in front of Zhilan, Wei Wei blesses her body, but before she lifts her feet, Zhilan's warnings follow one after another.

"When you enter this Yongfu Palace, you should know your identity, take care of your ears and eyes, don't listen to what you shouldn't listen to, don't look at what you shouldn't look at, and don't look at what you shouldn't say. As for what you should say and shouldn't say, I believe you all No matter whether you come or go out of the gate of Yongfu Palace, let me hear every word of discussion, there are places in Ye Ting Palace for you!"

The palace ladies overheard the Yeting Palace, all of them shivered involuntarily, lowered their heads respectfully, and received Zhilan's reprimand, "Yes, I know."

"Let's all go down, close the gate of the palace, the empress is not feeling well today, and there will be no outsiders."

"Yes."

After wiping away the maids and eunuchs in the main hall, Zhilan dragged Ping'er away from the main hall with a basket.

"Sister Zhilan——" "Your Majesty definitely doesn't want us to be by the side at this moment, let's go pick flowers." Zhilan didn't say much, she just mentioned something lightly, but her hand holding Ping'er was very hard.

"I……"

"If the empress is willing to let us wait on the sidelines at this moment, she won't send us out just now."

As the only jewel in the palm of Xiangye, this master has been pampered after all. If she has ulterior motives, the entire Zhang family may be killed now!

"But..." Ping'er was still unwilling to give up.

Since she was a child, she was pampered by the Prime Minister and his wife. She has never been wronged except being forced into the palace by His Majesty to become a concubine. Now she is crying so sadly, but there is no one around to serve her.

"Ping'er, the master is not the carefree young lady in the prime minister's mansion now, she is now the imperial concubine Dayin."

"What's wrong with the imperial concubine? Is the imperial concubine not a young lady anymore!?" Ping'er stared angrily, "Madam, if she knows that the young lady has suffered such a big grievance, I don't know how much she will feel sorry for her. After entering this palace, the young lady will Not a single day is joyful, if I had known earlier, I might as well not have come into this palace."

There are not many wives and concubines in the prime minister's mansion, and the prime minister and his wife have respected each other like a guest and loved each other for many years. The concubine's room has been tossing for two years, and it seems that there is no big wave, and it has been beaten twice by the prime minister. There are so many secrets in the back house, and the only lady is the former emperor Jinkou Yuyan pointed at the first concubine of Prince Yun's mansion. She was smooth and smooth without any twists and turns. Unexpectedly, now, everything has changed overnight.

Zhilan frowned, "Ping'er, do you know that just what you said is enough to make the entire Zhang family imprisoned?"

"what?!"

"It's not too short for you to enter the palace with the master, don't you know that the truth comes out of your mouth?" Letting go of the hand that was holding her arm, Zhilan lowered her eyes and straightened her sleeves, "This is the palace, isn't it?" Xiangfu, if you still can't tell the seriousness, if you hurt the master and the Xiangye, how many lives do you have to pay for it? Or do you think that one life of yours is worth hundreds of lives of the Zhang family?"

After finishing speaking, she turned and walked towards the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the garden.

Ping'er stood where she was, her expression changed again and again, but she couldn't utter a word of rebuttal.

In the grand banquet of the previous dynasty, His Majesty the Emperor did not have the patience to sit for a long time as always. He opened the banquet without a glass of thin wine.

With Wang Fuchen's wine glass still in his hand, His Majesty the Emperor got up and drove. He shook his head helplessly. It's over. It has changed the nature of their big festival.

Wang Fuchen is the prime minister on the right, and Zhang Qingyu, who is on the left, sits at the top of the two sides. Qin Zhengyang is at the head of Wang Fuchen. Seeing this, he put down the wine glass in his hand, turned sideways and said to his friend, "Brother Qingyuan, your majesty has not been in a good mood these days. Are you okay? Why did you leave early today?"

In the past, His Majesty the Emperor was always cold-tempered and cold-faced, but in the past six months, generally speaking, His Majesty the Emperor's heart is not happy, but his cold face has warmed up a lot. He thought that the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet would be reserved for more time, chatting with the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs, it seems that he was thinking too much?

Wang Fuchen smiled, "After all these years, it's not that you don't know our majesty's temperament, do you still expect your majesty to chat with us about family matters?"

Qin Zhengyang blinked his eyes, a little helpless, because his friend said something right, why can't he expect His Majesty the Emperor to chat with them about the family matters?On weekdays, apart from government affairs or government affairs, His Majesty the Emperor would not bother to say half a word of nonsense. On this occasion, shouldn't it be time to talk about things other than government affairs, so as to narrow the distance between the monarch and his ministers?

Wang Fuchen smiled even more happily, "Brother Huaiying, do you think that our cold-tempered Majesty is the kind of gentle king who is so approachable that he will be short-changed with our courtiers, Zhang's parents and Li's family?"

Even though he is the only one who respects me so much that he can't eat the fireworks in the world, you are still pointing at him suddenly becoming an ordinary person who is easy to approach?stop talking!

"Eh..." Qin Zhengyang was at a loss for words.

"Okay, don't expect that troublesome monarch and ministers to have fun together, let's drink our bar." Looking at the inquiring gaze refracted from the opposite side, Wang Fuchen took the jug and poured a glass for his friend, intentionally raising the level of fun for the monarch and ministers voice, lest the opposite Master Zuoxiang sharpen his ears.

"That's right, after so many years, I'm almost used to it." Qin Zhengyang muttered.

"But it's not impossible." Wang Fuchen smiled and squinted at Zhang Qingyu, who was still looking at him, "Maybe when our prince's full moon banquet is held, His Majesty will be willing to chat with you fathers about how to raise young children."

"Your Majesty raising a young son? You can save yourself. The prince has no news at all, so return the prince? The year of the monkey is over!"

"Don't worry, don't worry, how fast is the pregnancy in October."

"Quick? It's been so many years, why haven't we seen any news?" Qin Zhengyang suddenly had a headache when he mentioned this matter, "And even if there is a prince, do you think that with His Majesty's cold temper, he will raise him himself? Don't talk about it! "

"Everything is possible." Wang Fuchen looked at Zuo Xiang and Guozhang opposite, and smiled meaningfully.

In contrast, Zuo Xiang and Guo Zhang on the opposite side did not smile so comfortably.

Those who have daughters in the palace know everything they need to know about His Majesty the Emperor's Tai Chi Palace's Golden House.Forget about the golden house, she even gave birth to His Majesty's first heir. Although the birth was not successful, it was enough for them, the father-in-law, to stay awake at night.