After the fall of the country, the crown princess was spoiled by the new emperor

Chapter 33 This is the treatment of the favored concubine
The Jiaofang Hall is the third largest hall in the East Palace. It ranks among the three halls of the Empress Palace, along with the Emperor's Changding Hall and the Empress Dowager's Changxin Palace.

Pushing open the door of the inner room, the spacious room makes people open-minded, the curtains are low, the bead curtains are half-hanging, behind a mandarin duck screen, there is a large bed, and the cinnabar-colored curtain is embroidered with hibiscus flowers.

There are other furnishings in the inner room, all of which are exquisite.

Jiang Ronghe sat on the edge of the bed, gently stroking the soft quilt, feeling a great sense of satisfaction in his heart.

This is the treatment of a concubine~
"Your Majesty." Lin Xiang came in with the booklet in his arms: "Everything has been registered and put away in the booklet, and the person who will serve in the inner room has also been selected."

After finishing speaking, she beckoned two court ladies to come in. They were in their teens and looked bright and intelligent.

"Slaves and servants, see your mother."

"Slave Jin Le, please refer to your empress."

The two of them saluted together, Jiang Ronghe sized him up for a while, and nodded with satisfaction: "Mrs. Chen and Lin Xiang have always been reliable in their vision. From now on, the most important thing to serve in the inner palace is to control your mouth and eyes. You must know the relationship between master and servant." Between the two, it is also a relationship in which everyone prospers and everyone loses, do you understand?"

"Yes, the servants understand."

As soon as they finished talking here, Nanny Chen came in to report that Wang Chun was here.

At this time Wang Chun would come over, Jiang Ronghe was very surprised and hurried out to welcome him.

Wang Chun's face was full of joy, although he was not the chief eunuch, he was also serving in front of the imperial court, wearing a dark red carp embroidered brocade pattern, holding Buddha dust, his complexion was ruddy and shiny.

"Your Majesty." Wang Chun said with a smile, "The Emperor is coming over tonight. Your Majesty should be ready to pick him up."

Jiang Ronghe was a little surprised: "Today's enthronement ceremony, the emperor is tired, shouldn't he rest in Changding Hall?"

On the night of enthronement, she went to bed, even a demon concubine who was a disaster to the country and the people would not dare to make such a fuss.

Wang Chun smiled: "The emperor knew that the empress would have concerns, so he specially asked the servant to hand over something."

He opened a small red gold carved box half the size of a palm, which contained half a warehouse of red beans.

"The emperor said, I haven't seen him thinking like crazy for a day, and I am very happy today. It is interesting to have fun with the empress."

With that said, Jiang Ronghe's heart skipped a beat, he took the small box, looked at the red beans inside, and didn't panic anymore.

"Okay, then I'll make preparations. My father-in-law should also persuade the emperor to drink less." After finishing speaking, she casually picked up a pair of golden gourd pendants on the table and handed them to Wang Chun: "I am not a high-ranking person now, and I want to repay you. I also know that there is no favor, so please accept this little thing."

Wang Chun accepted it with a face full of surprise: "Your Majesty loves you so much, I really don't know how to repay you."

"Why do you need to repay me? It's just asking you to take care of the emperor carefully. You can go."

Wang Chun was grateful for Dade's departure, Jiang Ronghe picked up a red bean and looked at it for a long time, then carefully closed the box: "Go and prepare the hangover soup."

Today's enthronement ceremony, Wen Xiao must be drunk, if he came to rest, he must not be hungover.

As soon as the evening arrived, Jiang Ronghe was already ready, but the drum music in front of her hadn't stopped, so she was not in a hurry, wearing her pajamas, lying on the lead pillow and reading a book.

"These writings are really boring." She flipped through them casually: "The history books are serious and rigid. I heard that there is a kind of folk book that writes about love between men and women. I don't know if it is true."

Anan smiled: "Indeed, there are. Folks call it a flower book of story books, and another day, I will make two copies for the empress to read."

(End of this chapter)