Empress' Marshal's Concubine

There is still a stalemate at the door of Zang Yuxuan. Although Zou Chongyi is making a big fuss with the palace servants and maids in her palace, and wants to drag all the palace servants and maids of Zang Yuxuan out to fight and kill them, but in the end she is nothing more than a Chongyi , even if she is favored, she still knows to worry about some things.

What's more, how can a Chongyi have the right to really beat the palace maids to death with sticks? Although in places where people don't know, they beat the palace maids serving in their own palace to death, and no one will pursue anything. In the harem, the palace maids In the eyes of the master, his life is nothing more than a weed on the side of the road.

But now Zou Chongyi is a favored master in the eyes of concubines in the harem, so even if she does not have the right to kill people, the mahogany stick that is too straightforward to kill people in her palace in the public will still cause trouble. Many people in the harem looked sideways and talked about it.

Although Zou Chongyi is arrogant, she also knows that the Concubine Shu in the Cuizhuyuan in the harem is not something she can afford, let alone dare to provoke.

So Zou Chongyi asked people to drive away all the palace people who were watching the fun, and then asked the eunuch in charge of Xiyun Palace to bring a few young eunuchs in his palace with mahogany heavy sticks to break up Nanny An and the eunuch in charge of the small table and stool stopped at the door of Hidden Yuxuan.

It's just that Zou Chongyi never thought that even if she let the little eunuch under her hand beat her to death, the old mother and two eunuchs who were blocking the door of Zang Yuxuan were all stuck at the door, Not taking a step back.

"Ms. Chongyi, this old servant advises you to go back! Otherwise, your majesty will come down later, and even you can't afford to blame me." A little blood was already dripping from the corner of Nanny An's mouth, but her body was still intact. Blocked tightly at the door of Zang Yuxuan, without moving a bit.

"Do you want to scare me with your majesty? Will your majesty blame me for your servants? You take your servants too seriously! Hmph! Give me a hard hit!" Zou Chongyi and Zou Yilian said The face with finely sculpted makeup was distorted because of Nanny An, a small table and a small stool, three people blocked the door of Hidden Yuxuan, and said the words that suppressed him.

"Do you think that Cang Yuxuan is still alive by that bastard Ye Qingruo? Now the most favored person in this harem is me. What are you guys? I just need to tell His Majesty that I like this Cang Yuxuan." , Your Majesty will give this Tibetan Yuxuan to my palace to live in. With you few servants, how dare you stop me?" Zou Chongyi's voice was mean and angry.

The time difference between her and Ye Qingruo's entering the palace is not far, but her love is far inferior to Ye Qingruo's. One is the daughter of civil servants, one is a military general, one is flattering in front of Wu Zetian, and the other is death. and refused to serve.

At the beginning, everyone in the harem thought that Ye Qingruo was just making trouble for a while, hoping to get Wu Zetian's attention, but no one thought that if Ye Qingruo really would rather die than serve Wu Zetian, Ye Qingruo really died like this in the end.

A female general who can charge into the battle and do meritorious service on the battlefield, since it is absurd, she hanged her neck to death in the bedroom of Zang Yuxuan because she didn't want to serve the master of her own country.

The soul traveled across and became the new Ye Qingruo, but the weirdness caught Wu Zetian's attention instead.

"Mistress Chongyi, I advise you to go back to the palace! Your majesty will come down later, and if you know that you have made a fuss in the Cangyuxuan and started a fire, the servants will be killed at most, but you will fall out of favor, empress." Small table He and Xiaosengzi are the eunuchs in charge of Cang Yuxuan. The two of them manage the affairs of Cang Yuxuan together. On the surface, it is like this. In fact, it is the small table who is really in charge of Cang Yuxuan and serves the palace people. Xiaostool is not good at it. Speech and personality are calm and quiet, and more often they silently follow behind the small table to help, or follow Ye Qingruo to serve.

Knowing that Ye Qingruo is dead, the little stool has changed from the previous practice of seldom asking about the matter of handling Cang Yuxuan, but has become extremely ruthless. No matter which palace it is, as long as it wants to reach into Cang Yuxuan, the little stool will Let the other party come and go, and will be implicated in front of Wu Zetian, and Wu Zetian will throw it to Concubine Shu to deal with.

For Xiaosengzi, if Ye Qing is the master, he is also a benefactor and a family member.

Originally, he was not a palace servant served by Zang Yuxuan, but a eunuch who cleaned the library.

On that late autumn day, there was a day of hailstorms, and the library was filled with all kinds of ancient books, as well as many famous calligraphy and paintings, so it was impossible to light a fire and burn charcoal for warmth. We could only wear more clothes to keep out the cold, but as an insignificant , the humblest little eunuch in the harem, he can only wear a lot of thick clothes, not to mention that if he wears too much, his hands and feet will be inflexible when working, and he will be beaten and scolded by the eunuch in charge, so he can only wear underwear There was only a layer of old cotton padded clothes, and a gray-blue eunuch uniform.

Shivering from the cold, while shaking his shoulders, he washed the buckskin rag with cold water and wiped the grid of the bookcase.

That late afternoon, he met the person who changed his life, a woman in white who wore even less clothes than him. The woman was wearing a plain white dress with patterns embroidered with silver threads. It was different from the ones he had seen since he was born. It was not a wide sleeve, but a very small sleeve. Although it looked delicate, it also felt weird.

At that time, he didn't call it a small table, but Yuan Yi.

Because of the cold weather, his hands were a little disobedient, and he accidentally touched a stack of neatly arranged books with his arm. With a bang, the stack of books fell from the bookshelf, burying the man. Under the scroll.

When he got down from the ladder in a hurry, he was ready to be punished.

But what he saw was not the master of the national teacher who often came to the library to read, but a strange face.

She has a good face, although her facial features are not perfect, but on this woman's face, she has a charming appearance, with a little confidence and independent pride in her eyes.Qian's slender skeleton, taking advantage of the long white dress on her body, carried a cool and elegant atmosphere.

After serving in the library for three years, he knew that this library was not accessible to ordinary people, so anyone who could enter and leave this library must have status, and he was very trustworthy and favored by His Majesty.

Because of my own fault, I hit someone and was dragged out and beaten with a board, so I couldn't escape.

Bite the bullet and came to the woman's side, knelt down on both knees and kowtowed, "Please punish me, master."

"(⊙o⊙) Ah!" The woman just emerged from the smashed scroll, and saw a little eunuch kneeling not far away with her head down.

The sound upstairs alarmed the eunuch in charge who was recording downstairs. The eunuch in charge ran up with a few young eunuchs, and the sound of chaotic footsteps approached.

"Concubine Ning, are you okay?" Seeing that the eunuch in charge seemed to be buried alive by the scroll, Ye Qingruo showed his head.

Surprised, he quickly turned his head and said to the little eunuchs behind him, "Little bastards, don't go and move the scrolls away, help Concubine Ning get up."

The little eunuch who was following behind the eunuch in charge ran over in a hurry and took the scroll away.

"It's okay." Ye Qingruo didn't ask anyone to help her, but stood up by herself.

"Find out those books and send them to the Imperial Teacher." Ye Qingruo patted the dust off her body and walked down the stairs.

Later, Yuan Yi, also known as the little stool, realized that Ye Qingruo didn't take the matter of being smashed to heart at all.But if Ye Qing didn't take it to heart, it didn't mean that the eunuch in charge of the library didn't take things to heart.

Concubine Ning is the most favored empress in the palace, and she is a veritable empress.Normally, His Majesty is afraid of falling while holding it, and is afraid of melting when holding it in his mouth. Now that he was smashed by something in the library, it's okay.

Although Concubine Ning didn't pursue it, that doesn't mean that His Majesty, who loves Her Majesty, won't blame her.

As a matter of course, Yuan Yi was beaten [-] times by the eunuch in charge.

A big slap the size of a palm, and the slap was bloody on the buttocks. It is conceivable that if the slap is twenty, Yuan Yi's life will be lost in half.

Even so, Yuan Yi couldn't miss work the next day, and had to continue cleaning the library.

He was already suffering from the cold, and he was beaten again. He had injuries on his body, but there was no medicine. Yuan Yi had a high fever that night, and the wound was of course inflamed the next day.

After half a month, Yuan's wound festered, yellow pus was all over his pants, and he was burning and talking nonsense, but as long as he didn't die, he would go to work in the library.

He staggered as he walked, as if he was about to fall at any time, because his butt was injured by a plank, so he hunched over, and every step he took would touch the wound, and the pain was excruciating. If it wasn't for his strong sense of survival, he would probably have just die.

He also saw the woman who was hit by him half a month ago, the woman who was made Concubine Ning by the eunuch in charge, it is said that she is the most favored woman in the palace now, but she can't be seen from that woman as His Majesty's celebrity at all.

Just like half a month ago, she was still wearing a strangely cut stand-up collar and her upper body was very thin, outlining a delicate and well-developed figure. She had a slender waist, long legs, and a pure white shirt that seemed to be layered like waves below the knees.

The expression on her face was faint, as if her walking sound was a bit loud, which interrupted her reading, she just picked her eyes lightly, and continued to look down at the book in her hand, her loose long hair blocked her His eyebrows and eyes looked cold like a fairy who didn't eat fireworks.

It was the first time for him to see a concubine at such a close distance in the harem. Although this person was also a concubine, he was completely different from the concubine whom he had seen in the past.

Enduring the occasional pain in his buttocks, he moved with difficulty.

Ye Qingruo's hand that was flipping through the book paused for a moment, frowned, sniffed, and looked up at him suspiciously, "You're hurt." It's not a question, but more of a confirmation.

He trembled, and wanted to kneel down to answer, but his current body was really difficult to get up after kneeling down, so he froze, and looked at the book in front of the window that had been opened on the table in amazement. Ye Qingruo from above.