maid's harem life

Chapter 72

Bitter, thanks to Mo Xue who was at the side took candied fruit and stuffed it into her mouth, so that the bitter taste passed.

"Sister Yin, it's better."

Qingyin nodded with a smile, and looked out of the hall with her eyes: "Why, it's raining."

Rain, pattering down from the end of the sky, the breeze blew by, the rain turned slightly, and hit the corridor a few times, forming wetness in front of the temple gate.

Qingyin involuntarily raised her feet and walked to the entrance of the hall. The coolness of the rain came rushing towards her face. The nostalgia and reluctance stained her hair, dripped with mist, and condensed on her eyelashes. She stretched out her hand comfortably, Leaning his head slightly on the temple door.

Ye Yatou and Mo Xue couldn't bear to go forward, so they tidied up casually at the side, silent to each other, not saying a word.

Under the gloomy dynasty, in Huoli Hall, Concubine Li was sitting in front of the exquisite bronze mirror, her face could not distinguish between happiness and anger, and she let Songyan behind her comb her dark hair.

"Your Majesty, this servant will comb a cloud bun for you." She looked at Concubine Li in the mirror questioningly, holding on to the right hand of the mahogany comb, and did not dare to put it down before she heard Concubine Li's consent.

"You look at the comb, anyway, the emperor will not step into this hall." The woman is a self-pleaser, and the hall is deserted. Does it flow between your fingers?

"Your Majesty, the slaves have to dress up your Majesty in an eye-catching way every day. No concubine in the harem can compare to this." Sure enough, it was skillful, and it took shape in two or three strokes.

"You, your mouth is sweet." Concubine Li was about to show off her gorgeous face, the corners of her mouth stiffened, and she let out a breath: "Songyan, do you think that blood slave's child...can be born?"

The movement at the back froze, and Song Yan looked at Concubine Li in the mirror: "Your Majesty, as long as someone in this palace is not willing, this child will not be able to land safely."

Concubine Li pretended to be distressed, her brows were already stained with joy: "But... the emperor is afraid..."

Behind him, Song Yan wisely took over the words, fiddling with one hand, and inserted the pearl hairpins into Concubine Li's bun one by one: "Your Majesty, no matter how much the Emperor can cover the sky with one hand, there is no guarantee that there will be a negligence. In the middle, this kind of thing is strange, so it’s not strange.”

Concubine Li nodded acquiescingly, some ideas had already been made up, all she wanted was a side note from someone else, to give her an excuse for her determination.

"Okay, empress, let's see if she is satisfied." Song Yan put down the comb in her hand and stepped aside.

"Songyan is the most considerate of Bengong's side." Concubine Li stroked her bun in satisfaction, her expression turned cold quickly: "That lowly maidservant of Youyang, unexpectedly, is the remnant of the Xia family, who almost killed me. The palace is also implicated in it."

She put down her hand bitterly, the breath that was held in her heart was hard to let go for a long time: "I knew this day, so I should have listened to you. I wanted to have many capable confidantes, but I didn't expect that it would be a tiger for trouble."

"Niang Niang." Song Yan put her hands on her shoulders at the right time, and rubbed her shoulders with appropriate strength: "Fortunately, she confessed that she was a remnant of the Xia family, so the emperor would not pursue it, otherwise..." She sighed, feeling There was a slight tremor on the shoulders under the palm.

"Forget it, I get a headache just thinking about it." Concubine Li shook her head and leaned back.

"Then don't think about it." The hands that were originally on her shoulders pressed on her temples: "Your Majesty, this servant thinks that the emperor's letting the blood slave move out of Longgan Palace gave others a chance to attack."

With closed eyes, he moved a bit, and hummed softly between his nostrils: "En."

"Besides, fish and dragons are mixed in this harem. If you accidentally add something to the soup or dishes, you have to check it. It's not a matter of a day or two."

Concubine Li knew that what she said was justified, but she was afraid of causing trouble to her upper body, her brows and eyes were full of conflicts, Song Yan saw this, and said again: "Your Majesty, do you still remember the matter about the demon concubine last time?"

As soon as she heard about Yaofei, her bright red eyelids opened in an instant: "You mean."

"That's what happened in the garden last time. Didn't the blood slave always have a good relationship with the demon concubine? We just need to use a trick of 'Borrowing Flowers to Offer Buddha', even if it fails, we can keep our body and retreat." Song Yan Letting go of the strength in her hand, she knew that the concubine Yao would not be easily used by them: "Even if it's a separation, it's good for you, empress."

Concubine Li naturally loves to hear these words, I saw the corners of her lips twitching lightly, she rested her chin on one hand, and looked carefully, if she hadn't seen her methods, she would definitely think that she was just an ordinary harem Concubine nothing more.

It rained all day.

The rain was as strong as in the early morning, the pattering small drops of water also covered the bluestone slabs in the garden with a layer of water curtain, and with the raindrops above, scattered ripples were splashed.

In the sky, there was a layer of gray, and Qingyin looked up, only seeing the dense water mist, covering the entire Ming Dynasty, and he couldn't see the sun.Ethereal and independent...

She waited at the entrance of the hall for a whole day, from morning to noon, and now it was dark, she clenched her little hands tightly, clutching the hem of the skirt nervously, let go, and then clenched again...

Anxious, she calculated the time, and just after the morning court, she stood outside the hall, looking at her head, the hope and expectation on her little face were slowly smoothed out, and she wanted to take a step forward, thinking about it Think, retract again...

Now, that bright yellow figure still hasn't stepped in. In the garden, the blooming crabapple flowers, petal by petal, are blown down to the ground, drifting with the tide, making people feel uncomfortable.

"Qingyin, come in quickly." Ye Yatou set up the meal, hesitated for a long time, and pulled back the god she had left at the door,
"Oh, I'm not hungry, let's wait a little longer." In the past, Emperor Hades had meals with her, and she was not used to the sudden loneliness.

"Qingyin." Ye Yatou stepped forward, followed her line of sight, through the rain and fog, and looked out of the hall. Anyone with a good eye knows what it means for the emperor to give Qingyin a separate bedroom. Why is she still ignorant? What a brain.

She wanted to say that the emperor would not be coming, but she managed to get it to her throat, and it was still stuck. She changed the tone of her words and said helplessly: "Then you have to eat first, maybe the emperor is busy at this time, if you wait Seeing that you are hungry, I should be angry again."

Qingyin's pupils shrank for a moment, she held the cloak tightly with both hands, surrounded herself, and folded herself in front of her: "Ye girl, what do you think the emperor is doing at this time."

Ye Yatou pulled Qingyin who was leaning against the hall door a step further in: "Look at you, your clothes are soaked through."

She took out her handkerchief and went to clean the water stains on the corners of her skirt. She bent her upper body and didn't lift it up for a long time. She... was evading, answering Qingyin's question.

She remembered what she said to Emperor Hades last night: "I want to be with you, my child and I...wait for you outside the palace."

In my heart, I don't know whether to cry or what...

In a daze, Hades wanted to listen to him himself, if she didn't hear clearly, then it doesn't count.She deliberately didn't think about it, and insisted on her persistence, but she didn't know that sometimes, too much obsession would hurt more than just her alone.

"Ye girl, don't do it anymore." Qingyin bent down and pulled her up, moved her footsteps lightly, sat back at the table, and started to eat without knowing what to eat.

Seeing that she was willing to move their chopsticks, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief, and tried hard to make her eat more.

Qingyin swallowed one by one, and in her heart, she was just persevering. After finishing the meal, she was going to Hades's place. She wanted to accompany her. No matter how painful her heart was, she couldn't let him bear it alone.

The rice was chewing in her mouth, she moved her mouth mechanically, sometimes she forgot to chew, and swallowed it all at once, choked and uncomfortable, and tears flowed out.

After finishing the meal, Qingyin put down the silver chopsticks, watched Ye Yatou quietly put away, and looked outside again.

As soon as she got up, Ye Yatou followed up nervously: "Qingyin, it's so late, where are you going?"

"I...I'll go out for a walk." She walked to the entrance of the hall and put one hand on her head: "Wait a minute, rest first."

"Voiceless."

She looked back and smiled comfortingly: "Don't worry about me, I'll be right back."

After finishing speaking, he stepped out, stepped on the puddle with the rust-colored sole, and after a few times of force, it splashed on the hem of the skirt.With a little playfulness, she trotted through the garden.

"Slower……"

After leaving behind, Ye Yatou's instructions were left behind.Qingyin followed the original path, with wet and greasy steps, leaving a series of parallel and staggered footprints on the long corridor. She raised the hem of her skirt above her ankles, and walked towards Emperor Hades' bedroom nervously.

Outside, it was empty again, but she didn't dare to approach it all of a sudden, and subconsciously wanted to cover her ears, afraid that it would be the same as yesterday, but as soon as she covered her hands, she couldn't help but let go of a gap, contradictory. struggling.

After standing for a long time, Qingyin was convinced that there was no woman serving the bed in the hall. She was eagerly looking at the door with joy, only to see that there was no light and no sound inside.

It was so early, could it be that Emperor Hades had already fallen asleep.

Feeling a little lost in my heart, when I looked at the instep of my feet, my eyes were shining again, so I'm going to be fine tonight?
She almost cheered for her consciousness at this moment, but she lowered her body, held her breath, and slowly evacuated from Emperor Hades' bedroom like a catwalk.

On the long corridor, only a small figure was left, bowed and shoulders shrunk, until it was far away, still maintaining that cautious posture.

Seeing her coming back, the girls hurriedly greeted her: "You must be wet."

"No, the raindrops are much lighter." Qingyin brushed off the water droplets on her body, feeling good.

"You all should rest earlier." After she finished washing and washing, she went to the couch. Seeing that her face looked tired, Ye Yatou pulled Mo Xue and walked out.

She didn't lie down, but leaned her upper body on the bed frame behind her, gently rubbed her lower abdomen with one hand, and talked to the child in her stomach: "Xiao'er, I haven't seen Father for a day, think about it. "

(End of this chapter)