Concubine Yao, you are too presumptuous!

In the tenth year of Emperor Kang of the Southern Chu Kingdom, Emperor Kang suffered from a serious illness and was unable to return to heaven. He died in the Qianhe Palace, and the whole country mourned. The sick new emperor, in order to reduce his physical and mental burden.In the same year, Feng Cheng'en, the only heir of Emperor Wen and Empress Ge Shu Ping, was named the crown prince.

The queen mother, Nan Qianmo, is the most talented woman in the Southern Chu Kingdom, the daughter of the Prime Minister, married Emperor Kangdi at the age of 14, and gave birth to the prince in the same year. She was crowned Queen at the age of 16 and managed the harem in an orderly manner. A good story, she is only 34 now, not only does her appearance not look old, but she has a bit of wisdom and mature charm, showing her peerless beauty.

In the dark and damp prison cell, the guard lit a torch and led a woman in a dark black dress to a prisoner. The prisoner was clamped on the rack, and his white underwear was stained red with blood. Mottled, delirious.

"Prince Lian."

The woman in the black dress spoke slowly, and that cold voice added a bit of coldness to the dungeon, which made people feel the bone-chilling coldness.

"Nan Qianmo..."

The prisoner raised his head slowly, his eyes covered with red silk resentfully looked at the woman in black dress, the expression on his elegant and unconventional face was cold and stern, like a beautiful ice sculpture.

"The rest of your party has been killed."

Nan Qianmo's voice was still calm, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her, but the guards who followed her couldn't help but shuddered, feeling that this queen, whom everyone praised, had an unusual heart cold.

"It's a good way to imprison me, use me, and attract my personal guards, Nan Qianmo."

The man's face covered with sweat suddenly twisted, wishing to tear off the face that was still dignified under the dim firelight, to see what monsters and ghosts were hiding inside.

"who is it…"

Nan Qianmo's red lips uttered two words lightly, paused, and continued: "Who wants to lead troops to force the sick and weak crown prince, and wait for an opportunity to deprive the throne, whose method is better, Prince Lian, what do you think?"

Nan Qianmo's red lips were still speaking cold words, and her beautiful eyes, which were covered with a layer of frost, looked like a silent beast in the dungeon, as if it would tear its prey to shreds at any time.

"Win the king and lose the bandit, kill if you want...Nan Qianmo, if the emperor didn't have you and the ghost charm in your hand, the throne would have been in my pocket long ago..."

The man took a few deep breaths, and continued: "To have an opponent like you, I will not be wronged on this road to hell..."

Although she was unwilling, although she was resentful, and although she wished to cut Nan Qianmo into pieces, she was indeed a character, and she was an awe-inspiring character.

Nan Qianmo didn't say anything, her slender hands slightly pulled up the hem of her skirt, dragged her thick robe and turned around, walked up the stairs step by step, and left the dungeon.

"Prince Lian died of a sudden illness and was buried generously in the imperial tomb."

That voice sounded from the stairway, and with her unhurried footsteps, it formed a disturbing melody in the dark night.

The gate of the dungeon was closed, and Nan Qianmo could faintly hear the man in the dungeon laughing up to the sky... Only when there was no sound, she slowly closed her eyes to get rid of the tiredness in her eyes...

In the first year of Emperor Wen, Prince Lian died of a sudden illness. The Empress Dowager felt that he had contributed to the Southern Chu Kingdom, and gave him a special burial in the imperial tomb. All civil and military officials wore white clothes for three days to pay the highest respect.

Emperor Wen was one year old, and Emperor Wen ascended the throne for three months. He was going to hunt in the royal hunting grounds. Nan Qianmo declined to go with her on the grounds that she was ill. She sent ten shadow guards around her to protect Emperor Wen's safety.When Emperor Wen returned to the palace, he brought back a woman of unknown origin. He said that he saw her fainted on the ground while hunting in the hunting ground. Moreover, this woman was extremely beautiful, with a slight natural charm at the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, and her smile was fascinating. Seizing, the soul is lost for it, it is not intentional to be seductive, but it is alluring to the bone.When Emperor Wen first saw this girl, he fell in love with her, ignored the persuasion of the people around him, and took her back to the palace.

"Concubine Yao?"

Nan Qianmo looked at herself in the bronze mirror, and even she couldn't see her current emotions, but her mood was combing back and forth with the comb going up and down on her hair.

"Yes, the emperor made that woman a concubine, and now she lives in Chengtian Palace."

Yunran still combed Nan Qianmo's hair carefully, and gently held Nan Qianmo's hair in a bun with a pair of skillful hands.

"Ah…"

Nan Qianmo chuckled, reached out and picked up a gold hairpin embroidered with a phoenix and put it on.

"Is the queen mother going to abolish that woman's concubine?"

Yunran could clearly see the dissatisfaction in Nan Qianmo's heart, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, which was piercingly cold.

"Do not."

Nan Qianmo paused, stood up, carefully arranged the black and gold phoenix robe embroidered with peony flowers on her body, walked to the window and opened it.

"The emperor has never acted so recklessly. It seems that he loves this woman a little more than others. Now that Ai's family is regent, the officials are dissatisfied. If the emperor's concubines are abolished , I am afraid that chaos will arise again."

Nan Qianmo felt the breeze blowing, and the anger in her heart gradually subsided. She lowered her beautiful eyes and continued: "Go and find out the identity of that woman."

After finishing speaking, he walked to the front hall supported by Yunran, and the maids stood quietly in a row, welcoming Nan Qianmo's arrival. Nan Qianmo walked into the hall, sat on the main seat, and closed his eyes .

"Yunran, does the queen know about this?"

Nan Qianmo supported her forehead with one hand, showing a faint look of fatigue.

"The empress already knows about it, but... you also know that the empress has a cold temperament, and she will definitely not influence the emperor's decision."

Nan Qianmo responded, closed her eyes, concealed the tiredness in her eyes, called Yunran, and said, "Send five more shadow guards to Chengtian Palace to monitor day and night."

"promise."

Yunran bent down slightly, her expression was leisurely, her beautiful eyes looked forward, although she was not extremely beautiful, she was also handsome, with a bit of heroism, and the sharpness in her eyes, anyone with a little experience would know that this person is not simple.

'The Emperor is here—'

The eunuch's sharp voice pierced the tranquil air of Fengluan Palace. Nan Qianmo opened his eyes at this time, with the gentlest arc on his mouth, stood up, walked to the center of the hall, and waited for the bright yellow dragon robe with a serious expression on his face. A slightly pale man with a gentle smile on his face came over.

"See Queen Mother."

Emperor Wen knelt down to Nan Qianmo, and the surrounding eunuchs and maids also knelt down.

"Get up."

Nan Qianmo was supported by Yunran to the main seat, and Emperor Wen also sat beside Nan Qianmo, raised a slightly owed smile to Nan Qianmo, and then dismissed all the palace people around him.

When Emperor Wen saw the palace people leaving, he apologized to Nan Qianmo and told the story of Concubine Yao.

It turned out that Concubine Yao's surname was Gong Xianqing. She was originally the daughter of a merchant family in Longzhou. Qing's parents were seriously ill and died while wandering, leaving her alone.She had no choice but to pretend to be a beggar and continue wandering. She strayed into the only way to the royal hunting ground and was rescued by Emperor Wen.

"Mother..."

Emperor Wen is already twenty, but his face is pale without blood all year round because of his frailty, and his heart is peaceful, but in this matter, he is indeed lacking in rules. He didn't know how to persuade Nan Qianmo, but in Infected by Nan Qianmo's gentle smile, the uneasiness in her heart disappeared.

"It doesn't matter. She is the emperor's favorite woman. She was born in a lonely life. Now that she has entered the palace gate, she can be regarded as the emperor's curtain, arranged by heaven."

Instead of blaming Emperor Wen, Nan Qianmo justified this absurd act by Emperor Wen, so that Emperor Wen could feel at ease.

"Thank you mother for complete success!"

Emperor Wen laughed happily, but he was a little emotional, but he lowered his head and coughed lightly, his pale handsome face turned red, and Nan Qianmo frowned lightly, his eyes flashed sadly, and he stretched out his hand to caress Emperor Wen's cheek. Back, he opened his mouth to call the imperial doctor, but was stopped by Emperor Wen.

"My son is fine, the old man is sick."

Emperor Wen breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the worry in Nan Qianmo's eyes, feeling guilty in his heart.

"My sons and ministers are not filial, and they always worry the queen mother."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Emperor Wen suffered from a heart disease, and the imperial doctors were helpless, and this kind of heart disease was likely to cause death at any time, which made Nan Qianmo feel uncomfortable every time he saw Emperor Wen.

Seeing the heavy atmosphere, Nan Qianmo skillfully changed the subject.

"After she learns the rules in the palace, let her come to see Ai's family!"

Nan Qianmo still maintained a smile, chatted with Emperor Wen for a few words, and after answering some difficult policy questions, Emperor Wen returned to the Hall of Qianhe to review the memorial.

"Empress Dowager, although you can make the emperor feel at ease by doing this, there are still some old stubborn people in the court who will impeach the Empress Dowager and say that the Empress Dowager connives a woman of unknown origin to wreak havoc in the harem."

Yunran helped Nan Qianmo back to Fengluan Palace. She had nothing to say along the way, but Yunran couldn't stand it, so she began to persuade her.

"Yunran, there are gains and losses in all decisions. As for whether there will be chaos or not, the Ai family has its own countermeasures. There are also Ai families in the harem. If there is chaos, it depends on the person's ability."

Nan Qianmo said softly, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, her cold but clear beautiful eyes under the sun were like frost and snow that could not be melted away, hiding all her emotions.

Chengtian Palace.

Gong Xianqing put on the light blue and silver embroidered narcissus and peacock robes prepared for her by the maids, and put on rouge to show the natural charm of the brows and eyes. She didn't mean to be flirtatious, but just a smile made the world pale, soft and charming To the bone, even Gong'e on the side stared blankly.

Gong Xian looked coldly at the book in the hands of the kneeling eunuch, which was clearly written with the word 'female commandment', looking forward to it, she actually laughed out loud.

"There is Mr. Lao."

Gong Xianqing winked at Gong'e who was beside her, and Gong'e accepted the "Women's Commandments".As soon as she entered the palace, she was forced by her mother to learn the rules of the palace, but she was very patient, neither noisy nor annoyed, and her understanding was so good that the mothers in the palace were amazed, but what she taught once, she learned You can learn it twice.

Gong Xianqing picked up the "Women's Commandments" in Gong'e's hand and was fascinated. She turned a page and saw the densely packed words. Son, have you ever read The Commandments?"

Gong'e, who was called Ning'er, lowered her head, nodded slightly, and replied: "I have read it, this is a commandment that women in the palace must be familiar with, and the concubine Yao has never read it?"

Gong Xianqing was taken aback by such a question, and did not answer. Ning'er knew she had made a mistake, and immediately lowered her head even lower.

"It's okay, I haven't read it before. Fortunately, the Empress Dowager sent this book so that I won't lose my manners in the palace. You can retreat first. If there is a need, I will call you to read it." you."

If Ning'er was granted amnesty, she immediately withdrew. Who didn't know that Gong Xianqing was Emperor Wen's extremely happy concubine. The master who can't be messed with.

Gong Xianqing moved her steps, got on the imperial concubine chair, and leaned lazily on it.

His gaze lost the softness just now, and when there were no outsiders, the charm on the brow was a little colder and more distant, as if she were an inviolable goddess.

She turned over a page of female precepts, read a few lines, frowned at her beautiful crescent eyebrows, bit her lower lip, and even tightened her hand holding the book.

"It's so boring..."

Gong Xianqing's voice was extremely soft, he sighed, his eyes sparkled, and he laughed again in a flash.

"Forget it... Nan Qianmo should be very familiar with women's precepts, and it's time to ask for advice..."