The queen mother is charming

Chapter 212 My Concubine Yi Is Jealous

When Concubine Rong heard this, she paused for a moment, and slightly moved her hand covering her face.

The nanny kneeling in front of her was already half a hundred years old, she looked mature and prudent, but... she was indeed not from her palace.

"You said, father asked you to come?"

A glimmer of hope rose in Concubine Rong's heart: "Did my father ask you to help me? He asked you to help me deal with that bitch Yufengong."

Concubine Rong finally regained her spirits when she said this, her heart was eager and excited.

She knew that her father would not ignore her, and would not just watch her suffer such grievances.

However, the old nanny shook her head.

"No, it's the Duke who asked the slave to come and talk to the empress.

The concubine Yifei of Fenggong Palace, please avoid her sharp edge and never conflict with her. "

"what?"

Concubine Rong's eyes widened, she suspected that she had heard wrong.

"Mommy... Mommy, Mommy... Did you hear me wrong?"

She pulled her cheeks and wanted to smile, but that smile was too far-fetched, uglier than crying.

"Father... Father, how could he say such a thing?"

"Your Majesty, it's absolutely true." However, one sentence from Mammy broke all Concubine Rong's conjectures: "Every word that this servant said was said by the Duke himself, there is no mistake."

"But how come..."

Concubine Rong couldn't help but smirk, that disbelief eventually turned into full of anger.

"Why should he say that? Does he know what kind of life I've been living during this time? He doesn't want to help me get ahead, but wants me to be patient? What kind of father is he?"

Concubine Rong has been pampered and raised since she was a child, and her father responded to her every request.

If she wants to enter the palace, even if her father gambles on the black hat, he will beg once and twice in front of the emperor even if he puts on his old face...

But this time, how could his father not help him?
Why doesn't he help her?

Why doesn't he help her?

In the end, all her own failures, all her sufferings were her father's fault.

But the old nanny still said in a calm voice: "It is precisely because the Duke loves the empress that he said that."

"Your Majesty, do you know who that person is with Feng Gong?" said the nanny.

"Oh, it's just a wild girl from the countryside, what else can it be?" Concubine Rong said disdainfully.

"Then empress is wrong. Didn't empress hear about the matter between your majesty and the first empress dowager?"

Your Majesty and the First Empress...

How could she not have heard of it?

That restless old woman, who became a widow and did not behave properly, clung to the former prince and would not let go. She was a fox. Fortunately, she died, otherwise she would be in trouble now.

"Your Majesty has never seen the former Empress Dowager, but the servants and the Duke have seen each other before, she is exactly the same as the current Concubine Yi..." said the old mother.

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The previous dynasty was busy with political affairs, and Jiang Bo was busy until noon, before taking the time to take a walk with Fenggong.

He specifically asked the servants not to report.

He turned the screen and walked into the inner room, only to see Mu Qing Chaoshang sitting on the bed.

She set up a small table on the bed, took the account book on the table, and calculated the accounts one by one.

She was not dressed, her long hair fell like a waterfall on one side of her face, she was looking at the ledger in her hand through the snowy light outside the window, holding a brush in one hand, frowning slightly from time to time.

The charcoal fire with Feng Gong is always the best. She is wearing thin clothes, her feet are curled up together, and her shoes and socks are not on, revealing a section of jade feet that are white and tender.

Looking at such a scene, Jiang Bo felt inexplicably at ease.

Maybe that's what other people say about the quiet years.

A smile appeared unconsciously on his lips.

It's a pity that the little maid at the side quickly spotted him and knelt on the ground shivering.

"The slaves see the emperor."

The sound interrupted the silence in front of him.

Mu Qingchao suddenly raised his head, his eyes trembled when he looked up at Jiang Bo.

"Your Majesty, you..."

Before she finished speaking, she felt impolite again, so she hurried down to salute.

It was Jiang Bo who hurried forward to stop her.

"I know that you are the most polite, so you didn't ask your servants to pass it on."

He helped her to sit on the bed, and complained: "It's so cold on the ground, and I don't have shoes or socks on."

Chunya and Qiangwei stood on one side, exchanged glances, and quickly retreated from the room.

Mu Qingchao took Jiang Bo's hand, raised his eyes to look at him, and asked, "Why is the emperor here?"

"I've just finished dealing with the political affairs. There's nothing left or right. You're close to Qianming Palace, so I'll come and see you."

"I don't know if I'll let you know beforehand, the concubine is not prepared at all," she said.

Jiang Bo smiled, knowing what she cared about, and said: "It's already very good-looking, I don't need to prepare anything, and I like it very much."

Mu Qingchao blushed when he heard this.

"Who... who said this?"

"How do you see the account book?" He sat across from her and asked casually.

"It's almost there. It's the spring hunt right now. I can't make up my mind for a while. Which concubines does the emperor plan to take?"

The spring hunt is a royal hunt, and it was also held every year in the previous dynasty. When Jiang Bo's new emperor ascended the throne, in order to frighten the world, he would hunt several ferocious beasts, so that the officials could be convinced.

It's just that this year is different from previous years, there are so many women in the harem suddenly, it will always cause a lot of trouble.

Jiang Bo didn't pay much attention to these, and just said casually: "You can figure it out."

"Is there no one you want to take with you? For example...Concubine Rong?"

Jiang Bo didn't care about Chun Lie, but he did care about this sentence.

The tone of this sentence...is a bit wrong.

"What? Does Concubine Yi dislike Concubine Rong very much?"

Mu Qingchao quickly lowered his head: "No...no...how could it be? Your Majesty, don't talk nonsense..."

This flustered denial triple.

But how could she deceive Jiang Bo's eyes?
The current Mu Qingchao always writes his emotions on his face.

"I summoned Concubine Rong last night, so you are upset, aren't you?" he asked.

Mu Qingchao shook his head quickly when he heard this, but paused for a while, then lost again, and nodded as if admitting defeat.

She originally wanted to pretend to be generous and sensible, but...

She really did her best.

"It's just a little bit, the concubine knows it's wrong, and the concubine will change it in the future."

"Who told you something was wrong?" Jiang Bo asked.

"Huh?" Mu Qingchao raised his head.

She looked at Jiang Bo with some puzzlement: "Did the emperor not understand what the concubine meant? The concubine meant that as the emperor's concubine, the concubine hoped that the emperor would not have other women around him.

When the concubine thinks of other women sleeping next to you, she feels sore and astringent. Even if the concubine personally asks you to invite other concubines, the concubine still wants you to reject the concubine righteously. "

When she said this, she smiled embarrassedly.

"It's ridiculous, right? But this is what the concubine really thinks."

"it is good."

(End of this chapter)