I am Kangxi Bai Yueguang [Qing wear]

Su Yang almost nodded subconsciously.

Fortunately, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, she stopped talking wittily, and said, "If she wants to see her, the Lord must see her?"

Su Yang snorted softly, with a haughty look on his face: "I don't even look at which onion he is."

"Of course, if you say who the other party is,?" Su Yang thought for a while, then said with a smile, "I can go and meet you."

On weekdays, Su Yang is famous for being kind and soft-tempered.

But no one knows, if it comes into her hands, she didn't grow up a vegetarian,? When she didn't become a concubine,? Although she was accommodating to other little palace ladies, most of the time, she still strictly abided by the palace rules,? A strict female officer who makes few mistakes.

The little maid was shocked by her words, felt wrong.

At this time, Su Guiren, shouldn't he get up and follow her?

How can this be so?

On the other hand, Su Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "Which palace are you a maid from, how come the Lord has never seen you before?"

The little maid started sweating on her forehead, and said with force: "The servant is from Xiyuan Manor, not a maid from any palace."

"Since the little master doesn't want to see you, the slave will report back."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Su Yang's reaction, he quickly ran away. The speed was as fast as someone chasing after him with a machete.

Su Yang turned around with a smile, and found that Concubine Rong had finished dancing on ice.

Now it is the turn of an unusual concubine Dong Shi.

Su Yang vaguely remembered that she seemed to have given birth to a daughter who died two years before she lived. She was also unknown afterward. Usually, when she paid her respects to the Empress Dowager and Empress, she stood at the end in obscurity and didn't like to talk much.

What she performed this time was, seven steps on ice into poetry.

Su Yang was sitting on the ground, unable to see what kind of poem she wrote, but seeing that the response from the crowd was not very enthusiastic, and the emperor's face did not show any surprise, he guessed that Dong's re-quest for honor and favor this time must have failed .

Among the many concubines to come, Concubine Yi is the fifth from the bottom.

She often heard Kangxi mention Yipin, probably because she has a good temper and a beautiful face, which won the emperor's eyes.

It seems that there are quite a lot of people in this harem who can win Kangxi's eyes?

Su Yang didn't have any other feelings about eating food in his heart, as for Kangxi saying that she was eating food in Ziguang Pavilion, he really didn't have any.

Kangxi people are handsome and good-looking, and she accidentally glanced at her body at Xinuang Pavilion when she was sleeping at night. She was tall and straight, strong and good.

This time when I went back to Yunxie Tower at night, I knew that the hidden guard would send her off, which was considered considerate.

In addition to the overly top-notch status of the emperor, just letting it out can still make him a good man.

For outstanding men, Su Yang never lacks appreciation.

That's all.

More than two points like appreciation, less three points of admiration.

In Kangxi's harem, it is not possible to see him being kind to others every day and be jealous, but to make him dislike it. Just like now, the two parties maintain a certain distance, and they can still talk and laugh at Yanyan. Much better than others.

Concubine Yi on the ice, with only light makeup on, looked pure and gentle. She danced lightly, but she did not learn the narcissus dance that Concubine Rong Ma Jia danced, but another kind of original dance.

I don't know when she started practicing, but she still has a three-pointer.

Su Yang withdrew his gaze not very interested, and met Kangxi's glance here unexpectedly.

Don't look at your concubine, what am I doing?

For some reason, Su Yang had a bad premonition in his heart.

The emperor has been acting strangely lately, and it seems impossible to say exactly where she is to blame, it may only be a woman's sixth sense.

Su Yang subconsciously touched the Nuanyu on his wrist, then calmed down, and smiled at him.

Just after noon, the sun crept out quietly. Although it was the warm winter sun, it was still a bit annoying. The number of concubines had already come out by one-third, and it was almost finished in three consecutive days. After the meeting, you can go home.

On the first day, except for Concubine Rong and Concubine Yi, everyone else was mediocre, not too amazing.

Su Yang was very close, but the ground was white, and her angle was a bit uncomfortable, so she rarely looked at the ice rink. In the afternoon, Liang Jiugong came over and said, "Yesterday, Master Su worked hard copying Buddhist scriptures. Today, the emperor specially sent you a day off." , You don’t need to go there today. '

That night, Concubine Rong went to Ziguang Pavilion.

When Ning Xia plucked Su Yang's head off, she asked her in a low voice: "Master, aren't you angry?"

She is fine, why should she be angry?

Su Yang smiled, but didn't speak.

Ning Xia is usually used to being cautious, but when they were together, she still couldn't help but say: "Slave, I think..."

Having been by Su Yang's maid for so long, she saw with her own eyes that Kangxi was indeed somewhat special to Su Yang. She thought that the emperor would summon the concubine Rong to go over, and the master would be angry.

Can……

The master seemed really not angry.

"My servant thought, Madam, you would not like it when you see the emperor with another woman."

The next second she felt that she had made a slip of the tongue, but she was a little angry and unwilling, but she was not as careless as Ningdong, but buried it in her heart, and only whispered to the master when the night was quiet.

Su Yang stared at himself in the mirror, and suddenly asked: "How old am I?"

"Your Majesty, Biyu Nianhua, is a very good time, why do you ask like this?"

Su Yang stroked her hair lightly, and asked her with a smile: "Then Ning Xia thinks, who gave me this body?"

"emperor."

"Then why do I eat, eat and wear?"

"emperor."

"Then who rewarded me from being an honorary lady to a nobleman?"

"emperor."

There was a slight smile in her clear and clear eyes, "Do you still remember that the black charcoal in our Xiaoxiang Tower is so smoky."

Su Yang frowned lightly, "Since I was promoted to nobleman, I have been filled with red bamboo charcoal every day, and the cost of food and clothing is also different from that of Chang Zai. The other palace people laughed and said, 'When a female official is promoted, she must step on others. Go up and knock others down to hell'."

"Ma'am, you..."

Ning Xia looked at her in shock, "Who told you about these things?"

"I'm not an honorable person, the sound of a trip will naturally enter my ears."

"So you ask me why I don't get angry, jealous, or lose my temper. The glory and honor of my body all come to the emperor. How can I get angry, besides..."

Su Yang blinked at her, "The relationship between the concubine and the emperor is not a simple husband and wife relationship."

She didn't say it dead.

In the Shunzhi Dynasty, there was an infatuated emperor, and Kangxi was more than that, but she also wanted to see, whether this indifferent and strong emperor would see the person he liked couldn't move in the future.

She and Kangxi are emperors and nobles in name, but in reality they are more than that.

The things she got now are all gifts from the emperor, so if she wants to pass the test in her heart, she just needs to treat the emperor as the boss.

No need for 996, tens of taels of silver every year, and one or two maids to talk about, the emperor still has no thoughts about her.

In modern times, this emperor is a fool, oh no, the big boss of charity!

She only knows: more, more, more!

Sometimes she does feel that way about her boss.

Since the big boss of charity is not willing, it is impossible for her to force the bow.

Ning Xia seemed to be frightened by her remarks, and after a while she said, "Your Majesty is indeed extraordinary."

Like this harem girl, who doesn't want to be favored by the emperor, and then give birth to a child to advance.

Even Yi Bin, who seems to be a high-ranking and widowed man, also shines on the ice rink this time, and it is estimated that she will be favored for a while.

But... her master, neither fights nor grabs.

Ning Xia suddenly recalled: This is neither a fight nor a grab, and at some point, it can be considered a fight.

Su Yang, who didn't know where her mind was going, recalled the strange maid at noon today, and after thinking for a while, said: "Tomorrow afternoon, if there is nothing else, let's go for a stroll. You know that day, the girl who was reprimanded by Concubine An Little maid?"

"The servant knows."

Ning Xia recalled, "Is it the one who was punished on the snow?"

Su Yang nodded, the little palace maid suffered an indiscriminate disaster, and she still knelt in the ice and snow for two full hours, she probably couldn't have a pair of legs, if she still stayed in Xiyuan as an errand, she would be asking for trouble, and she would be disgusted by others .

Two days ago, she mentioned such a thing in Kangxi's place. Although he didn't care too much, he also promised Su Yang that he would let Liang Jiugong send someone to take a look.

She just wanted to leave a thought about Concubine An with the emperor.

Thinking of the strange court ladies today, she thought it was time to take a look.

Concubine Rong said, if you are a thief for a thousand days, how can you guard against a thief for a thousand days.

The words are true, but I know that the enemy is in the dark, and sometimes I have to take the initiative to attack in order to turn defeat into victory. I just wait for the attack, and I am afraid that sometime it will be dark and plot against her.

After Ning Xia took care of her to wash, Su Yang said: "It's cold outside, you sleep here tonight."

She refers to: in front of the bed.

You can put more quilts in front of the bed, it will be warmer than sleeping in another room, and only the main room will burn 'Hong Luo Charcoal', pay attention to the use of resources, so as not to provoke Ning Xia's typhoid fever.

Ning Xia nodded.

Su Yang covered the quilt and looked at the bed curtain.

She always felt like she had forgotten something.

A faint fragrance flows from the room, and the ground outside the window is white.

In the afternoon of the ice play activity, the sun went down, and at night, layers of snow began to pile up, boundless.

Su Yang, who can fall asleep quickly on weekdays, has trouble sleeping tonight. He planned to fall asleep tonight and collect wish bottles from others, but due to some unknown reasons, he couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

After tossing and turning for a long time, she finally fell asleep reluctantly. When she was half asleep and half awake, she heard the wind outside in a trance, and the window slammed shut with a "bang".

The sixth sense became stronger and stronger, she suddenly opened her eyes and woke up.

Su Yang felt that the air was hot and dry. When did the aroma of red charcoal become so strong?

It smells good, but it's too strong, and it's a bit suffocating.

Su Yang covered his nose with his hand: "Ning Xia, Ning Xia!"

Ning Xia woke up rubbing her eyes, and looked at her blankly: "Your Majesty, what's wrong with your Majesty?"

She also seemed to feel that the fragrance in the air was too strong, her complexion changed slightly, then she covered her mouth and nose, took out a handkerchief and tore it in half, barely covered her mouth and nose, went to the basin next to her and poured water, and then ran over to give Su Yang covers it.

"Did you forget to open the window?"

Su Yang got up from the bed, she was wearing a simple pair of underwear now, if she ran out like this, even if it was to save her life and appear in front of everyone with a disheveled appearance, she could be charged with any crime .

The concubine Jing in the cold palace pressed her last time why she didn't go to the palace on Qixi Festival.

Su Yang originally wanted to find other reasons to deal with it, but it was about her life. If Concubine Jing really followed what she said and checked them one by one, she would know that Su Yang had lied.

Another person who was a hero who saved the beauty was also present, and she could only briefly talk about the fact that she was molested in the street.

That was Shang Qi was still a female official, so the palace rules and regulations naturally couldn't use the concubine as a target to hit her.

This time is different.

This time she was Kangxi's concubine, and she ran for her life in her underwear, so she would leave something for others to talk about.

Humiliation in the future.

Su Yang had held her breath for a long time, and had to take a breath. In the breath, she inhaled a large amount of red charcoal smell, her mind was dizzy, and she staggered to find a big cloak to put on. After a long delay, her eyes were blurred, and she was frozen. Xia walked out with the help of one hand.

"My lady, the outer door is locked."

Ning Xia's hoarse voice was full of anxiety, "The door is locked for some reason."

Su Yang covered his nose and shook his head.

When she came over, she seemed to see sparks bursting out from the iron pan of Shaohong Luotan, and began to burn along the curtain.

She was wearing a cloak, and if it really caught fire, it would definitely burn the skin and flesh into a white skeleton, but it would definitely be uglier than a white skeleton.

This cloak is a hindrance.

Su Yang took a breath slowly, rolled his eyes, and looked at the hanger next to the cloak.

Behind Liao Liao Liao Liao flames, burning rapidly.

Su Yang's face was flushed by the light, and she was already sweating hotly. She untied the cloak with one hand, covered her mouth and nose to resist the dizziness, trotted over, and picked up the heavy hanger.

If you don't struggle to survive today.

Not to mention accumulating a bottle of wish power, death is just around the corner.

This is probably Su Yang's best effort in his life, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as sucking.

Hong Luo Tan was facing away from the window.

And the place where it was lit was also from the direction of Hongluotan, burning the cloth curtain and climbing over the rock.

These cloths are extremely dry, and if they want to be burned, they will definitely be burned very quickly.

Su Yang held the heavy shelf and hammered the window coffin vigorously with both hands.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The flames behind him swept across the curtains and beams.

Plumes of thick smoke gushed out from the room.

In the silent night, there is no sound.

Those guards who patrol at night seem to completely ignore this place, becoming a dead and dark world.

Ning Xia hugged the cloak, sweating all over her face, all she could do was help Su Yang cover her mouth and nose.

Su Yang could feel the strength in his whole body passing away with every blow.

Half an hour ago, Ziguang Pavilion.

Concubine Rong entered from Ziguang Pavilion and took off her snow-like cloak.

Kangxi was still dealing with official business, so she didn't dare to disturb her, so she could only sit on the edge, looking at the Buddhist scriptures on the table, she couldn't help picking them up, and looked at them one by one.

When I picked it up, I found rice paper underneath.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

In this palace, Su Guiren was not the only one who copied Buddhist scriptures, there were also other concubines who copied Buddhist scriptures.

Maybe Su Yang was the only one who came to Ziguang Pavilion in Youshi to receive education.

What she held in her hand should be the Buddhist scriptures copied by Su Yang.

When Su Yang was free, she sat upright, showing no signs of stage fright. Concubine Rong sometimes couldn't say she envied her, but she was indeed a little curious.

From a female official to a nobleman, the class has jumped.

Unlike Concubine Yi, once she entered the palace, she wanted to become the emperor's concubine, which was considered a back door to the family power.

As for Su Yang, even though he is Chengqian Palace, Tong Guifei's servant.

Concubine Tong Gui has a heart, if the emperor doesn't like her, she will definitely be in vain, maybe if she changes someone else, she may not be able to become a concubine.

Although she said earlier that she valued that Su Yang would become a member of the harem, she really didn't expect it to happen so soon.

Su Yang made friends with her and didn't reveal much about his previous situation.

If she wants to know, she can only guess.

This is a Buddhist scripture copied by Su Gui.

Concubine Rong opened them one by one curiously, and found that the small seal script written on it was crooked and not very good-looking. The more I looked back, the handwriting became smoother and smoother.

After flipping through one by one, she raised her head and was almost startled when she saw Kangxi appear in front of her at some point.

"Your Majesty!" She bit her lip, "Come here, why don't you say anything!"

Kangxi said lightly: "This is my bedroom, you can come and go freely, and you don't need to tell me where you go."

Concubine Rong: "..."

Although the emperor was not very good at talking, Concubine Rong acted as her own interpreter: I didn't want to disturb her reading, so there was no movement.

Thinking of it this way, I immediately feel comfortable.

She smiled: "Is this the nobleman's Buddhist scriptures?"

Kangxi nodded, sat down beside her, picked up a piece of pastry on the table next to him, took a bite, and suddenly frowned.

"It's too sweet." He commented, "Do you like it?"

Concubine Rong looked slightly surprised: "Your Majesty."

She remembered that Kangxi basically didn't touch sweets before, why did he suddenly start eating them today?

In the past, when Concubine Rong was not Concubine Rong, but Concubine Concubine, she once asked, "Your Majesty, why don't you eat cakes?"

The pastries in the Qianqing Palace are changed every day, and the emperor does not eat them, which is naturally cheaper for those palace people.

Kangxi said: "Sweets can paralyze the will, only you women like such sweet things."

Later, Concubine Rong stopped eating sweets to make herself special.

As a result, when she came to Xiyuan this time, when she entered Ziguang Pavilion, the emperor actually picked up the pastry himself and asked her if she liked it?

Concubine Rong was flattered and wanted to nod, but she really hadn't touched it for a long time. In order to make her words more convincing, she took a piece and ate it herself.

Sweet is a little sweet.

Sweet but not greasy.

Kangxi frowned obviously just now, and Concubine Rong frowned slightly after thinking about it: "It's really a bit too sweet."

As a result, Kangxi glanced at her indifferently, and ate the cake in his hand one bite at a time, frowning while eating.

Concubine Rong: "..."

She forced a smile and said, "Isn't the emperor not fond of sweets?"

Kangxi said: "People's tastes will change at any time. I am in a good mood today, remembering bitterness and thinking about sweetness. Let's eat."

He glanced at the Buddhist scripture rice paper that Concubine Rong was holding, and said casually: "This is a fairly good Buddhist scripture that the nobleman copied many pieces. Be careful, don't puncture it."

Concubine Rong took a deep breath, and folded the Buddhist scriptures neatly.

This time, she took a lot of effort to regain her favor.

On the morning when she first came to Xiyuan, she was very haggard, but half of her haggardness was because she pretended to lower the vigilance of other concubines towards her. Later, when she went to Xiyuan, she no longer restrained herself and practiced with all her heart. Today's ice fun event shined brilliantly.

This is the opportunity to come to Ziguang Pavilion tonight.

The emperor was dealing with official business just now, so she could only sit down bored.

Now that Kangxi has put down his official duties, he should be planning to rest.

She can no longer touch the Emperor's mold.

Kangxi was not in a hurry, he lowered his head and played with the jade wrench from the side, saying: "You danced well today."

"Is something wrong with your feet?"

Concubine Rong shook her head.

Although her feet are soft, she absolutely cannot say that she is uncomfortable on such an important occasion.

"Liang Jiugong." Kangxi raised his head and said, "Bring the medicine, go back to the yard in the middle of the night, and ask someone to apply it for you."

"Whoo."

Not long after, Liang Jiugong came in through the wind and snow, and took out a jade-colored bottle from his sleeve: "Concubine Rong, please."

Concubine Rong pinched her palms, and took it with a smile on her face: "I thank the emperor, thank you for your concern for me!"

Kangxi said: "In the palace, Changsheng died young. Seeing that you were too sad, I wanted to grow up like me. I didn't come to see you, so as not to be depressed. Do you have any complaints?"

As soon as he mentioned longevity, the smile on Concubine Rong's face faded. After putting the cold bottle into her arms, she thought for a while and said softly, "I have no complaints."

"Changsheng was born in October of my concubine's pregnancy. Although I didn't raise him under my concubine's knees early, I watched him grow from a milk dumpling to three or four years old. Amma."

"As a mother, I have already done what I can do."

"The emperor is a father, and I take good care of him on weekdays. I know that you like longevity. He is smart, clever, and intelligent."

"Changhua died of illness and was tortured by illness. Changsheng is much better."

Concubine Rong took a deep breath and said, "There is no disease or disaster, and if it is broken, it will be counted as a good relationship with Er Niang."

"This is not to blame the emperor."

"My concubine is sad and sad. Changsheng is the son of the emperor, and he has been valued by you since he was a child. He must be sad to lose the emperor, but the emperor is a man and the king of a country, so many people watch. If the emperor shows Too sad, the other princes and elder brothers may think that they only like Changhua and don't like them."

Concubine Rong smiled with tears in her eyes, "Your Majesty, you should be more at ease."

Kangxi took a long time before he nodded and sighed softly: "What you said is very true."

After a while, the emotion in his eyes gradually dissipated.

He seemed to be touched by Ma Jiashi's heartfelt words.

After washing, he didn't do anything else, but slept outside, and said in a calm voice, "Go to sleep, I'm tired from dancing today."

Concubine Rong grabbed the quilt, feeling a little depressed.I said in my heart which pot was not opened and which pot was lifted just now, and the good ones can get things done, but it abruptly spoiled my interest, so now I can only just cover myself with a quilt.

She could only hold her breath and nodded, but her tone was very soft: "Yes, Your Majesty."

The lights were still on, bright and majestic, inside and outside Ziguang Pavilion in Xiyuan, there was silence.

Liang Jiugong stayed outside and did not come in.

Kangxi lay on the bed for a while, feeling a little drowsy, seeing that no one had entered, he had no choice but to get up by himself.

He put on a piece of clothing and went there, and when he was about to turn off the lights, there was a sudden noise in his ears, and with a bang, the door of Ziguang Pavilion was opened by Liang Jiugong.

"Your Majesty, it's not good, it's not good!"

Liang Jiugong lost his usual caution, and his tone became hurried.

He consciously lost his composure, but at this time there was nothing he could do.

"How decent is it to act like this!" Kangxi reprimanded him coldly, paused, and asked him again, "What's the noise outside?"

Liang Jiugong plopped on his knees, his shrill voice was deafening in the silent night!

"Your Majesty, the Yunxie Tower is on fire! The fire is huge!"

"Master Su, Master Su is still in Yunxie Building!"

The author has something to say: Go to bed early, everyone~

see you tomorrow!