Dong Gong Mei

Chapter 425
It's a good morning, and it's just used for quarreling.

Zhao Xiwei casually drank a bowl of porridge and half a piece of fried fish, and decided it was better to go out to get some air—he forbids her to leave the palace, so she can enter the palace, right?

She still has a palace banquet to discuss with Concubine Shu!

Who would have thought that Li Xuanye would also come after arriving at the Zichen Palace for a quarter of an hour.

If Concubine Shu and the Emperor hadn't rescued her, she really didn't know how to face him...

"Why is the princess in a daze?" Concubine Shu came over with a red lacquer tray in person.

She was born exquisite and graceful, wearing a pale pink gauze dress, with a spring green cloak wrapped around her arms, with a slender waist, walking from the atrium, like a newly blooming flower, swaying and graceful.

She put the tray gently on the table, and said softly: "I see that you didn't seem to have much breakfast in the morning, so I ordered someone to go to the small kitchen to make some snacks. The light red one is lotus root starch hawthorn cake, and the light green one It's crystal mung bean cake, it's the best appetizer."

Zhao Xiwei's eyes fell on the pastry, the azure porcelain plate, the red and green pastry, the balls of jade and snow are crystal clear, looking round and cute, it makes the index finger move.

But not long after the little princess was poisoned, she really didn't dare to eat anything from Concubine Shu's palace casually, so she said with a smile: "How does your empress know that I don't have breakfast?"

Concubine Shu seemed to see through her vigilance, picked up the silver chopsticks and ate one by herself, slightly raised her gentle eyebrows, and said, "You and His Royal Highness are having conflicts, how can you still eat?"

Zhao Xi was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

Concubine Shu glanced at her with a smile, and casually picked up the embroidery work that was put aside, her jade fingers were fluttering, silver needles were flying, and the delicate patterns were already taking shape.

"Your Majesty's craftsmanship is really good." Zhao Xiwei praised sincerely.

"I don't have anything else to be good at, except that I can benefit a little bit from being a female celebrity, and I can do some needlework when I have nothing to do, so that I won't make myself a useless person!"

Concubine Shu is very serious about needlework, as if what she is holding is not needlework, but the most proud glory of her life, she moves quickly, strands of silk thread shuttle back and forth between her fingertips, and lotus flowers bloom quietly, as fresh as a flower. Drilled out of the rippling pond.

Zhao Xiwei couldn't take his eyes off it: "Your Majesty is too modest, and needlework girls also need talent, so I can't learn it well."

"I heard from your father that you are familiar with poetry and books." Concubine Shu paused for a while and said with a smile, "You followed your biological mother. Back then, Shen Yuqing didn't like needlework but poetry and books."

"My mother?" Every time she came to Concubine Shu's place, she would mention mother to herself.

"That's right." Concubine Shu admired the embroidered pattern, and said with a smile: "The noble ladies of the big families in the capital are all outstanding, not to mention the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and some are even proficient in riding and archery. And your mother is the best of the best. Back then, your grandfather was the only daughter like her. Your mother was known as a talented girl since she was a child. She also has a good literary talent...but it is precisely because of this that her fate is implicated..."

Zhao Xiwei unconsciously followed her words and asked, "What do you mean?"

Concubine Shu suppressed her smile, and her expression faded: "Your biological mother has excellent medical skills and outstanding literary talent, not to mention she is very outstanding among daughters, even men are rarely able to match her. I will tell you the truth." In terms of talent and talent, no one in the whole world can match half of your biological mother..."

Seeing that Zhao Xiwei was listening seriously, she sighed softly and continued in a low voice: "Perhaps most of these gifted people are rather aloof... Your biological mother never bothered to play with girls at that time, but the mortal family The noble girls have activities to enjoy the flowers and gardens, and she always refuses or refuses, and the reputation of having a bad temper comes and goes."

Zhao Xiwei was a little surprised: "My mother has a bad temper?"

In her memory, her mother was weak and gentle, and she almost never said a single harsh word... No matter how she imagined it, she couldn't imagine her having a bad temper.

"Yes." Concubine Shu looked at Zhao Xiwei, and vaguely saw the figure of the unruly man back then. Somehow, her tone became a little cold: "You are born like a wild goose, but your life is as thin as paper. As a woman, Isn't it doomed to be miserable all his life if his temperament is so lonely and arrogant?"

Zhao Xiwei heard the prejudice in her tone, and suddenly remembered the old lady's attitude. His heart sank, and he couldn't help saying: "Because my mother has a weird personality, does the old lady object to her marrying in?"

"That's not true." Concubine Shu smiled and shook her head, "The old madam doesn't like your biological mother, but the marriage contract was made a long time ago, and there's nothing she can do to destroy the marriage contract."

If you can't do anything to destroy the marriage contract, then why did your mother live outside with her in the end?
Concubine Shu pursed her lips suddenly and stopped talking.

After a brief silence, she said in a solemn tone: "You have to blame your biological mother for this—"

Zhao Xiwei was really stunned this time.

Obviously it was the Zhao family who did something wrong, and seeing the Shen family's downfall, they became ruthless. How could it be her mother's fault?

Concubine Shu looked at her, with complex emotions in her slightly curved willow-leaf eyes: "If she hadn't been too arrogant and offended the empress, how could she have become like this?"

"What?" Zhao Xiwei was stunned, "Did my mother have any grievances with the empress?"

There is only one queen in this dynasty, and this queen is naturally Li Xuanye's mother, Queen Gu.

Concubine Shu nodded: "Yes, the queen gave birth to the crown prince back then, and His Majesty wanted to invite your grandfather to be the crown prince's teacher, and your grandfather refused because of this."

Zhao Xiwei had heard Li Xuanye mention this matter.

Judging from his tone and expression at the time, he, like himself, did not know the reason.

When Concubine Shu mentioned the queen, she seemed to lose interest, and she lost interest in talking about it, so she picked up her needle and thread again, and began to embroider the pattern full of Chi Jiao.

Zhao Xi pondered for a while, but couldn't help asking: "Then do you know what kind of grudge my mother has with the empress?"

"This matter..." Concubine Shu stopped the embroidery needles at her fingertips, and her tone was no longer as indifferent as before, "I only know that it was a palace banquet for the Mid-Autumn Festival. I don't know why your biological mother left early. Later Then it came out that the empress didn't like her..."

Zhao Xiwei remembered the first time she met the emperor, the expression on the emperor's face when he mentioned her grandfather and mother.

At that time, she felt an indescribable weirdness, but now she suddenly understood.

Her mother's personality is weird, she might not be very popular in the circle of noble girls, and she offended the queen, and later her family fell into ruin, and she became a down and out daughter. How could the Zhao family take advantage and avoid harm, so how could they insist on getting married at the risk?

Therefore, such a talented and talented woman lost the blessing of her family, lost her superior life, and lost her beloved man. Her former arrogance became the reason for everyone to laugh at her.

How can the swan geese who once flew over the clouds bear to fall into the mud?
Therefore, after experiencing so many blows one after another, the mother would rather live in seclusion in the remote countryside than return to the prosperous Chang'an.

Zhao Xiwei suddenly felt sad.

(End of this chapter)