Favorite Concubine [Rebirth in Yuanchun]

After hearing this, Jia Yuanchun paused for a moment, and then his heart shook violently.

"Are you okay?" The emperor's grandson was still asking softly.

He was sick and weak, and his slender fingers hooked on Jia Yuanchun's palm weakly.

A little warm moisture spread from the skin touched by the emperor's grandson's fingertips to Jia Yuanchun's whole body, rushing through all the limbs and smashing into her heart.

Jia Yuanchun opened his mouth, but when he wanted to speak, he found that his voice was squeezed into a thin line; she put her hand on the emperor's grandson's forehead, and the outside touched his temple that was wet after a high fever; she thought: Your Highness is confused, What he begged... would never be what she thought.

Thinking of it this way, the whole person suddenly became a little sober.

"Okay." She also responded softly, bowing her head and smiling slightly, her slender and soft fingers gently ran along his hairline, and she said in a low voice: "If this is what you wish, Your Highness."

Jia Yuanchun's drooping eyes contained a sense of sadness that he couldn't explain clearly.

However, the emperor grandson couldn't see her eyes, he could only feel the gentle touch of the girl's fingers, and when he heard her "Okay", he felt that the lumps that had been pressing on his chest for several months suddenly disappeared, a kind of lightness Joy flooded over.He gently pinched the girl's palm, and fell asleep with a faint smile in his drowsy low fever.

Jia Yuanchun stood by, looking at the emperor's grandson's defenseless sleeping face, even though he felt melancholy in his heart, he couldn't help but soften his eyes.

***

When Jia Yuanchun woke up the next day, he was really surprised to find that he was sleeping on the emperor's grandson's couch.

She turned over and woke up, seeing that the outer clothes were all there, she calmed down a bit, and then felt that she was funny—could His Highness the Emperor Taisun still do anything to her?I went to bed and put on my shoes... Suddenly my hands froze... Shoes...

A pair of pea-green velvet slippers stood neatly beside the ottoman.

Who gave her nothing but shoes?

Jia Yuanchun sat on the edge of the bed in a daze. Since the abolition of the Prince Qing Palace, only a few young eunuchs have remained in His Highness's quarters to wait on him.These little eunuchs would never make their own decisions and dare to serve her up close.

A haze quickly covered Jia Yuanchun's face.

After knowing it, she thought again: Who moved her from the couch to the bed?

As soon as the two parties made contact, she felt ashamed that her toes were about to curl up.

"Is Jia Nu Shi awake?" Aunt Liao's voice came through the window.

Jia Yuanchun hurriedly put on his shoes, straightened his temples, looked at the bright sky, and replied calmly: "I woke up late today, but Your Highness has already had breakfast? Is Doctor Hu here?" "While speaking, he walked out quickly.

Unexpectedly, Aunt Liao was also walking quickly, blocking her at the door of the grandson's bedroom.

Aunt Liao looked at Jia Yuanchun meaningfully, and said softly, "It's almost time for lunch."

Jia Yuanchun blushed immediately.

Aunt Liao said again: "Physician Hu is gone."

Jia Yuanchun's face was blushing almost to the point of bleeding, she whispered: "It's because I fell asleep, Auntie, don't blame me."

"What am I blaming you for?" Aunt Liao looked down at Jia Yuanchun before she smiled, "Your Highness's fever has subsided. This morning, Imperial Physician Hu said that the internal poison has gone. I think it's all about your care." Well deserved credit."

Jia Yuanchun blinked, a little uncertain of Aunt Liao's true intentions.

"Where is it that you are sleepy?" Aunt Liao stepped aside and walked out side by side with Jia Yuanchun, "Your Highness ordered you not to disturb you when you got up in the morning, and asked Xiao Gao to lead people to cover the windows in the open room outside. The sun woke you up. But I saw that the sun was approaching noon, and it was not good to sleep for too long, so I made people open the window."

Jia Yuanchun heard it sweetly, and felt embarrassed in front of Aunt Liao. Although he tried his best to calm down, the roots of his ears were still slightly red.

Aunt Liao looked at Jia Yuanchun carefully, took her hand aside, and said kindly: "I have something to say here, don't be ashamed when you hear it."

Jia Yuanchun smiled uneasily, "Say it."

"The girl's character, appearance, and family background are placed here, and the position of a side concubine in the future will not be lost. Since the future is long, there is no need to worry about His Highness being ill for a few days. Fortunately, His Highness is recovering this time. If the symptoms are not good for a while, Isn't it difficult for you?" Aunt Liao held her hand and spoke earnestly.

Jia Yuanchun knew that Aunt Liao had misunderstood what she had with His Royal Highness last night, and this was not the first time that Aunt Liao had thought too much about the relationship between the two. Although the persuasion was for her own good, in fact, Jia Yuanchun also understood that in the final analysis, Aunt Liao was worried about the emperor's grandson's health.

She knew that in Aunt Liao's eyes, the grandson side concubine, the future imperial concubine, is a good position; but the meaning behind this side concubine is like a big wave, which suddenly washed away the sweetness in her heart just now, leaving only The saltiness and astringency that can't be vomited.

The "character, appearance, and family background" that Aunt Liao praised, the daughters of the aristocratic family all grew up following the virtues of virtue and speech, and were well-clothed and well-fed. Even if there is a difference in character and appearance, how can the difference be so different.

Only one family background is the benchmark for a woman when she finally decides to marry.

Jia's family is ranked among the eighth princes by virtue of their ancestors' military merits. However, the country's dynasty has now shifted from fighting the world to ruling the world, and has already shifted from emphasizing martial arts to cultural governance; Ningguo's family is already paralyzed. From his uncle to his elder brother, no one in the first room is qualified to be an official, and the second room now has only his father in charge of the official position.

In the huge Jia family, after all, only her father is the official.Now Jia's mansion is just relying on the in-laws of the last two generations of prosperity, relying on each other, and it looks beautiful on the outside.

However, the forms of the couples who got married at the beginning were roughly the same as those of the Jia family.

In a few years, the old ones will be gone, but the new ones will not be materials.When you are an official butcher, you will inevitably bully others. Even if you have never done anything to occupy a position that you can't stand, there will be someone who is capable later and will drag the predecessor down—when the time comes...

The warm wind in late summer and early autumn blew on his body, but Jia Yuanchun shivered.

"Jia Nushi?" Aunt Liao put her hand on her forehead worriedly, "Don't be too sick."

Jia Yuanchun took a step back subconsciously, came back to his senses, forced a smile and said: "It's okay, I was just thinking about it for a while."

Seeing her complexion, Aunt Liao regretted it for a while. She was afraid that she had spoken too seriously, so she said with a smile: "I am getting old now, and I have to worry a lot for no reason. Female Shi, don't let my words go. In my heart, if there is something wrong in what I said, Nv Shi will just pretend that she didn't hear anything."

Jia Yuanchun nodded with a smile, then shook his head and said, "My aunt's words are too modest. It's my luck that I can get my aunt's advice."

Aunt Liao patted the back of her hand, as if she wanted to say something.

Jia Yuanchun took Aunt Liao's arm and said with a smile, "After sleeping for too long, my stomach is empty... Let's go, let's see if lunch is ready..."

Lunch was ready, but His Royal Highness the Emperor Taisun did not come back.Now that he recovered from his illness, he took two servants to pay his respects to the emperor early in the morning.

Maybe it was something from the emperor that stopped him, maybe it was because he was going to supervise the chores left during the illness...

Facing the sumptuous lunch, Jia Yuanchun lost his appetite, but she didn't want to make trouble with her body, so she used a flower roll with a few mouthfuls of cold dishes, and used two tablespoons of sour plum soup to suppress the stomachache. dry meaning.

After noon, it began to rain suddenly, and it didn't stop until evening.

Jia Yuanchun took the wooden edge and set up the windows of the study one by one. The breeze after the rain brought some moist coolness with a scent of sweet-scented osmanthus;

She felt the tightness in her chest subside a little.

Suddenly I saw Xiao Gao trotting over.

"Jia Nushi, Your Highness is coming back for dinner tonight." Xiao Gao said through the window.

Unconsciously, a smile appeared on Jia Yuanchun's face, "Do you know the approximate time? Is Your Highness okay today?" It was inconvenient for her to talk through the window with her head down like this. Seeing that Xiao Gao didn't seem to be in a hurry to leave, she said : "Come in and have a cup of tea."

Xiao Gao rubbed his feet in embarrassment, bent down from under the window and smiled at Jia Yuanchun, "Your servant stepped on the mud, don't dirty His Highness's study...and dirty the eyes of the female history..."

It was only then that Jia Yuanchun noticed the water stains and mud marks on Xiao Gao's official boots, and asked in surprise, "Where have you been?" She actually wanted to ask where the emperor's grandson had gone, but it was illegal to ask the itinerary. For taboo things, I can only ask Xiao Gao.Xiao Gao went in and out with the emperor's grandson, usually in the inner palace, and there would be no muddy places.

"Hey, don't mention it," Xiao Gao was still smiling, and amused Jia Yuanchun with his messy appearance, "Look, I have plowed the field for a day, if I am not clever, this is an opportunity, and I have to rush back to deliver the report. Working hard outside."

plow?

Jia Yuanchun was so startled that he wanted to laugh. His Highness's personal officer is going to plow the land?She knew the emperor's grandson, he wouldn't just let his subordinates do this kind of thing, it must be done by the emperor's grandson with them.

"When the maid left, there were other things packed up behind, and I guess I'll be back in half an hour." Xiao Gao bowed his waist and smiled again, "Is there anything else you can order, Nu Shi?"

Jia Yuanchun hurriedly said: "I have nothing to tell you, go down and change your clothes."

Xiao Gao went by himself.

Jia Yuanchun got busy, first asking someone to prepare water, then telling the kitchen staff what to order for dinner, and then notifying the little medical officer of Tai Hospital to make medicine.She will be busy on her side, and the emperor's grandson will come back.

As soon as the emperor's grandson came back, he asked where Jia Nushi was, and then went straight to the study.

When he stepped in, Jia Yuanchun was lighting the lamps in the study.

When Jia Yuanchun turned around and saw his grandson, he saw that his complexion was no longer as pale as in illness, the corners of his curved lips were healthy and rosy, and his black eyes were shining with joy, like stars in the night sky.

Her worried heart suddenly lightened, and she came up to her and asked with a smile: "Your Highness, you are back, should you change first or eat first?"

The emperor's grandson watched Jia Yuanchun walking towards him with a smile. He could no longer suppress the longing that had always been suppressed, so he stretched out his arms and held her catkin.

Jia Yuanchun was slightly taken aback, and from the corner of his vision, he saw the two young eunuchs behind the grandson retreating quietly, and couldn't help turning his head away in embarrassment.