Empress is forced to be the favorite concubine every day

Chapter 368

Cao'er was overjoyed, "Your servant must do things well for the empress, and will always be loyal to the empress."

Roupin's smile deepened, and then she gave a few more instructions in a low voice.

The smile on Cao'er's face froze, she stared at the extra small paper bag in her hand, and swallowed in fear and disbelief.

Concubine Rou still looked at her with a smile, "Only after you have done this can I believe in your loyalty."

In the middle of the night, Si Zhu was thirsty and got up to drink water, but she didn't realize that the taste of the water was different.

After drinking the water, she squinted her eyes and walked back to the bed. Just as she sat down, she suddenly felt a surge in her chest, and then spurted out a mouthful of black blood.

She subconsciously wanted to wipe her mouth clean, but the fishy sweetness in her throat rolled up uncontrollably, and the colic in her stomach was so painful that she couldn't even cry out for help, so she could only moan in pain like a gossamer.

Cao'er hid in the dark, tightly covering her mouth.

It wasn't until Sizhu breathed a sigh of relief that she stepped forward to test her nose, then folded her hands together and raised them above her head, chanting words.

"Sister Sizhu, don't blame me. If you want to blame, blame yourself for doing something wrong and offending your empress."

"I don't want to harm you either, but I dare not disobey my mother's order, so if you've done something wrong, don't come to me."

The next day, Sizhu was swept up by a piece of grass and thrown to a mass grave outside the city.

It was said to the outside world that he was too drunk to drink, and ended up getting drunk and sleeping outside all night, freezing to death.

The death of a slave in the palace is not an important matter, as long as the master does not pursue it, others will not bother with such trivial matters.

The soft concubine was raising her body, the cold beauty was grounded, and the Empress Dowager Ruan and Princess Yuan in the Ci'an Palace were fascinated by the horse hanging, and the palace was extremely peaceful for a while.

In mid-March, the spring cold recedes slightly, the vegetation grows, and when the weather is fine, there is a hint of warmth.

The refurbishment of the Yaoguang Palace has been completed in sevens and eighties.

In the afternoon of this day, Song Lieyin had nothing to do, seeing the sunshine, he took Jasmine Taozhi, Xiaofuzi and Meimei to visit the new palace they were about to move into.

The gate of the Yaoguang Palace has been repainted with red paint. The orange-red glazed tiles emit colorful and dreamy light under the warm sun. The golden and green pillars are used as the bones, the maroon walls are used as the surface, and the magnolias are newly transplanted in the courtyard. Begonias and peach trees have faintly sprouted new buds, waiting to bloom in the slightly cold spring breeze.

I don't know who yelled first, "The concubine Qing is here."

Immediately, more than a dozen young eunuchs and maidservants hurried forward, bowing down in unison.

"The slave (servant) pays respects to Concubine Qing."

Song Lieyin asked them to stand up with a smile, politely said "Thanks for your hard work", and then asked everyone to do what they should do.

Xiao Fuzi has been in charge of supervising the repair work here, so he attaches great importance to his master's first inspection.

He enthusiastically led the way, introducing Song Lieyin and the others as he walked, spit flying all over the place.

"Master, let's go to the pavilion on the rockery over there to rest first~" Xiao Fuzi suggested with a smile.

Song Lieyin nodded, "Alright."

The few people walked for about a cup of tea and came to a small garden surrounded by mountains and rivers.

Taozhi looked at this and that, and she didn't like it.

"Master, this little scene is really well repaired. The slaves look more exquisite and beautiful than the small garden of Ci'an Palace!"

Song Lieyin also likes it very much.

Although a hundred flowers are not blooming now, it has lost a bit of color.

But you can see the skeleton of this small garden better.

(End of this chapter)