famous moon

Chapter 489
When Lin Qinghe slowly stepped into Concubine Rou's bedroom, Concubine Rou was lying down on the beauty couch to take a nap. A court lady used a beauty hammer to gently hang down on her leg. Beside the beauty couch was a tree as tall as a person with flowers blooming on it. Like a piece of brocade, the wind outside the window blew gently, and petals fell gently on Concubine Rou's body, making Concubine Rou, who was originally in her mid-mature, look a bit more beautiful.

Concubine Rou's original intention, perhaps, was to add a bit of beauty to her, but if she didn't want to, it was just the opposite.

The palace maid said softly: "Your Majesty, Miss Lin is here."

Concubine Rou opened her eyes, with a smile on her lips, she said: "He'er, please sit down."

The voice is very gentle, with a bit of kindness.

Lin Qinghe just smiled lightly, she knew that Concubine Rou's sudden smile was so attentive, there must be nothing good about it.

"Concubine Rou, what's the matter with you looking for the courtier's daughter?"

Lin Qinghe looked indifferently, lowered her head slightly, and although her voice was not loud, it was resounding.

Concubine Rou came over, took her hand lightly, put a gold medal in her hand, and said: "This gold medal is my beloved, and I give it to you now."

Lin Qinghe pushed her hand lightly, and said, "No, empress, you won't be rewarded for nothing."

Besides, are Concubine Rou's things so easy to collect?

Seeing that she didn't want it, Concubine Rou deliberately lowered her face, and said: "He'er, I call you He'er, which means I don't regard you as an outsider. Since you are not an outsider, then we are our own people. Since we are our own people, Then you have to take it."

Uh……

Can it really be explained like this?Lin Qinghe supported her forehead and said: "Concubine Rou, this thing is too precious, and my servant really can't accept it, so I ask Concubine Rou not to embarrass my daughter."

"No, you have to accept it."

Concubine Rou said with a smile, thinking in her heart, if you don't accept it, how can I start begging you to do something?

Lin Qinghe said: "If Concubine Rou needs my daughter's help with anything, please feel free to speak up, my daughter will know everything."

Concubine Rou smiled and said: "He'er is really a considerate girl, I really want to ask you for help with something."

"Mother, please speak."

"I know that the reason why Concubine Min is today is all due to your contribution. If you hadn't advised her, she would never be able to be where she is today. Therefore, I have a merciless request."

Lin Qinghe still lowered her head slightly, and said flatly: "Your Majesty, please tell me."

"More than ten years ago, I was deeply favored by the emperor. Although I am already in my mid-mature, I still have a charming charm. I believe that the emperor also likes me. Therefore, I want you to help me think about it." An idea, so that the emperor can stay in this palace, so that this palace can regain favor."

"Is that so..."

Lin Qinghe couldn't help helping her forehead again, this is really not a good job, the difficulty factor is simply ten stars.

When she raised her head slightly, she saw Concubine Rou looking at her expectantly. Suddenly, she felt that it was a sad thing to be a woman in the palace. She had to share a man with so many women. For a man, I have to fight and be jealous every day.

Perhaps, the purpose of their jealousy is not to really love this man, but because, with love, there is everything. In the palace, the saddest thing is nothing more than a woman who is not loved by the emperor. Even the eunuchs don't care about you.

And the Concubine Rou in front of her is already in her 40s and [-]s. If Huang Ziying married early, she would already be a grandmother now, but she is still fighting for the emperor's favor for her.

At such a young age, it's really wrong to care about the juniors who just entered the palace.

But fighting for favor is something every woman in the palace must do, otherwise, she can only be content with being regretted.

(End of this chapter)