imperial psychologist

Chapter 120 The So-Called Party Formation

It was almost the hour of You, and the imperial concubine and concubine Ning did not appear.

Baoyuan had brought Bo Ling to the empress's seat, and Chunming Lake was right in front of it. There was a stage on the other side of the lake, but the curtains were down and the lights were not on.

Even though Baoyuan had already seen through the autumn water, there was still only a quiet night at the intersection in the direction of Chengqian Palace, and there was no moving light on the road.

Bo Ling suddenly bumped into Baoyuan's arm.

"What's wrong?" Bao Yuan stared into the distance intently.

"Why do I feel that the clothes of some concubines are a bit... strange." Bai Ling's voice was a little uncertain, "Ordinary clothes are not like ordinary clothes, and dresses are not like dresses..."

Except for the woman I saw by the lake just now with wide sleeves, many women here are wearing tops with narrow sleeves, and some girls even wear very beautiful sleeves.

And the skirts on their lower bodies have obviously been cut, unlike the skirts that Bo Ling saw in the past, the skirts fluttered, highlighting a certain capable and concise style.

However, the materials of these dresses look extremely high-quality, and the thin silk and shawls are radiant under the light-no kind of clothes that really want to be capable and simple will use such undamaged fabrics.

This contradiction made Bai Ling feel a little weird.

Baoyuan laughed, "I don't understand, this is an improved uniform for riding and shooting."

"Riding and archery...regular clothes?" Bo Ling's eyes became even more perplexed, "Is there anyone who changed the riding and archery clothes to regular clothes?"

"It's all leftovers from our mother's play a few years ago." Baoyuan's face showed a little disdain and pride, "My mother used to like to ride a horse, but every time she had to change several clothes, she found it troublesome, so she fumbled for it by herself. Then I changed into a robe, which is beautiful and majestic, the emperor likes it very much."

"Oh." Bo Ling nodded, "Then I understand."

Baoyuan sighed, looked up at the sky from time to time, the anxiety on his face was beyond words, "Your Majesty won't change her mind again?"

"Sister, don't worry, isn't the emperor also here?" Bai Ling said softly.

However, as soon as the words fell, Qiu Shi's voice piercing the sky came from the southwest corner of the imperial garden.

"The emperor is here—!"

All the whispers in the sky above the Royal Garden stopped for a while.

I saw a team surrounded by orange lanterns slowly walking towards this side.In front were guards with solemn faces, and behind were palace servants with courteous expressions. Emperor Jianxi walked in the middle with a calm expression and a faint smile, holding Qiu Shi's arm beside him.

It seems that Emperor Jianxi is in a good mood tonight.

Bo Ling pinched his fingers and made up his mind.

This year is the 45th year of Jianxi. Emperor Jianxi came to the throne at a young age and became the throne at the age of seven, so he should be 52 years old now.But taking a closer look at the emperor not far away, Bo Ling felt that he looked at most in his early forties...

Where the emperor passed by, there would be continuous gentle greetings. Emperor Jianxi's gaze swept over the faces of these women, and many of them seemed familiar to him, and he didn't have much impression.

Occasionally, there are a few unfamiliar but good-looking ones, who will make him stop for a few words of greeting. Even under the lights, the faces of the girls are blushing visible to the naked eye-then their names will be named by the palace servants behind Emperor Jianxi. Record them one by one.

What this means, naturally needless to say.

Suddenly, Emperor Jianxi stopped in his tracks, his gaze passed through the concubines on the corridor, and landed on the stone pier at the end of the corridor.

A smile suddenly appeared in his eyes, and then he walked straight in that direction. The women along the way all followed Emperor Jianxi's eyes curiously.

Lin Jieyu at the end was holding a round fan, and smiled faintly.

She didn't even get up from the stone pier in the corridor, she just lowered her head shyly, until Emperor Jianxi's footsteps entered her lowered vision, then she slowly raised her head, and greeted him with a look of joy and joy. past.

"It's rare to see you wearing bright red clothes." Emperor Jianxi stretched out his hand to Lin Jieyu, "It's actually very suitable."

There was a discussion all around.

Amidst the discussion, Lin Jieyu smiled and handed her hand to Emperor Jianxi.

Bo Ling watched this scene from a distance. Although she couldn't hear what the two were saying at all, she did understand something that was going on from the expressions of Emperor Jianxi and that woman, as well as the ugly faces of the surrounding concubines. things.

"Sister Baoyuan, look over there." Bai Ling pulled Baoyuan's sleeve again, "The woman I just mentioned is right there—"

Bo Ling waited for a long time, but Baoyuan did not answer. She turned her head strangely, but saw Baoyuan's face was pale, and her mouth was slightly opened because of shock.

Then that face slowly turned red, and the anger in Bao Yuan's eyes almost burst out.

"What's the matter?" Bai Ling gently held Baoyuan's wrist.

"She—" Baoyuan clenched her teeth, her voice almost came from her throat, "Why is she wearing your mother's clothes!"

Bo Ling was taken aback, "Who?"

"Lin Jieyu!" Baoyuan replied excitedly, "She is Lin Jieyu!"

Burling suddenly realized.

She cast her gaze over again, and Lin Jieyu was beside Emperor Jianxi, and the two of them were slowly walking towards her.

Taking a closer look, Lin Jieyu's attire today is indeed somewhat similar to the Qu family that Bo Ling saw in the room just now... No, it is eight or nine percent similar.

Although there is nothing in her body that is exactly the same as Qu's, but from a distance, the color of most of her clothes, and even the style of the headgear are similar to Qu's.

But the difference is that she is young and flamboyant, and time has not left any traces on her face.

Baoyuan has already cursed in a low voice.

Bai Ling looked at Lin Jieyu's figure thoughtfully. If she hadn't seen it tonight, it might have taken her a long time to understand why this woman who climbed up from the Jiaofang Division was so favored by Emperor Jianxi.

Unlike other concubines in this palace, she has friends and confidants, she is indeed the only one from the beginning to the end.

But she doesn't join anyone's party, but joins the biggest party in the world.She has no one to rely on in this palace, that is, she has climbed the highest and most stable branch in this palace.

Look at this concubine who is always lonely, and look at the expressions of those concubines who dare not speak out when they see this - isn't this kind of situation a daily experience that Emperor Jianxi experienced every year.

I'm afraid that in the eyes of Emperor Jianxi, even her cruelty and reckless behavior are part of her loveliness.

"Should we tell the empress to let her go back and change quickly?" Bai Ling asked softly.

"Why!" Baoyuan clenched her sleeves tightly, almost pinching a hole in the fabric, she calmed down, thought about it, and forcibly calmed down again, "You're right... you go back quickly Come on, if the empress hasn't gone out yet, then—"

The announcement from the southeast corner sounded at this moment.

"The imperial concubine is here—"

"Ms. Ning is here—"

(End of this chapter)