The Biography of Concubine Wen Xi in Qing Palace

Chapter 318 Resentment (Part [-])

She has not eaten coriander since she was a child, and she is really disgusted with the pungent smell.

Seeing that the dishes were dotted with minced coriander, and there was even a coriander beef roll, which was wrapped in a roll of coriander with fat and tender beef, Rong Yue just took a look, and felt his stomach churning, extremely nauseated.

The emperor took her to the table, and while eating, he asked Rong Yue what good plan he had for Wan Yu's birthday.

Rong Yue was apprehensive while eating this meal, her expression caught the emperor's attention for a moment.

The emperor smiled at Rong Yue, and asked: "Why are there so few dishes today? They are all dishes you like to eat on weekdays. Why do you look sick, but you are sick?" As he spoke, he took another chopstick Coriander beef rolls are served in Rongyue bowls.

Rong Yue stared blankly at the dishes, smiled wryly for a moment before turning happy and said: "The concubine is happy, the concubine is very happy."

She picked up the coriander beef roll with her chopsticks and slowly put it into her mouth, almost swallowing it without chewing.

What he eats is not only the dish that he has always hated, but also the endless grievance and disgust in his heart.

After eating this meal, I chatted with the emperor for a while, and only after the bed service was over, the hall fell silent.

At that time, the two of them were silent, the emperor seemed to be extremely tired, lying flat on the couch, breathing evenly.

After a long time, Rong Yue leaned against the emperor and asked softly: "Does the emperor like concubines?"

The emperor put his arms around her shoulders, and his firm voice filled his ears: "How can you say such stupid things? I dote on you, so I naturally like it."

"What about Wan'er?"

The emperor said: "Wan'er is Wan'er, you are you, she is delicate and clever, and you are calm and tender, each has its own advantages."

Rong Yue's eyes were fixed, and she said calmly: "I want to ask, who does the emperor care about more, Chenqie or Wan'er?"

The emperor was silent for a moment, and slightly let go of her palm: "You are a noble concubine, she is a concubine, don't you understand such a thing?" The emperor's tone became less tender, and added a bit of bluntness: "It's late at night, early Take a break."

Rong Yue nodded with a smile, tucked the corner of the quilt tightly, and turned her back.

Tears flowed silently.

After returning to the palace the next day, Rong Yue remained silent, even when Yinti came to greet her, she just responded with a smile, and immediately sent her mother to send Yinti to the Shang study.

Lian Xin saw that Rong Yue was full of thoughts, and sent the palace servants back to serve in the palace alone.

Seeing that half of Rongyue's face had turned into powder, she first dipped a plain towel in water, gently wiped off the makeup, and then took the Sanqing Ointment for reducing swelling and removing silt, and carefully applied it to the wound.

After all this was done, she took the ointment and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the injury is much better. After applying the medicine, you can rest for a day, and you won't see any mistakes tomorrow."

Rong Yue stared at the face in the mirror with cold eyes, opened the makeup drawer and took a green lotus and phoenix hairpin to gesture on the forehead hair, and asked faintly: "You said, is it Ben Gongmei or Wan'er?"

Lian Xin agreed: "Naturally, it's the beauty of the motherland. She was born with a small nose and a small mouth. After all, she is petty."

"Is it because Bengong's family is not as good as her?"

"Where is your mother talking?" Lian Xin sneered, and said wantonly: "Where does she have a family background from the Niu Hulu clan? The wall is down and everyone pushes it."

After Rong Yue heard this, she immediately became angry and smashed the hairpin on the desk.

The yellow pear wood was stiff, and she used great strength to cut the hairpin into two pieces.

Seeing this, Lian Xin was terrified, and hurriedly knelt down to persuade her, "Ma'am, what's wrong with you? The gold utensils are hard and cut your hands, and you hurt yourself carefully." She bent her knees and moved forward, clutching Rong Yue's hand full of distress. Rubbing in his own hand: "You don't care about yourself, but this servant really feels distressed."

"I sent my cousin to die out of concern for myself. There is absolutely nothing more heartless and unrighteous than this." Rong Yue looked at the Qiuju on the case, and casually grabbed a flower on it. Fingertip: "The emperor is thinking about Wan'er's birthday, and I remember the emperor, so naturally I want to make her birthday unforgettable."

The next morning, after paying respects at Kunning Palace, Rong Yue, Wanyu and Lin Lan went back to Changchun Palace together.

After hearing what happened to Tong Zhiyu, the two apologized to Rong Yue, especially Lin Lan knelt down and kowtowed to apologize, saying that she never thought that this matter would involve cousin Rong Yue.

Rong Yue just smiled, ordered her to get up, shook her head and replied: "It's okay, it has nothing to do with that matter. I inquired about it in private, and it was his own wrong idea. He deserved to end up like this." Wan Lai's hand: "Did you know what the emperor told me when I was serving the bed the other day?"

Wan Yu suddenly smiled, turned her face away with a face of shame: "Why is my sister teasing my younger sister with the emperor behind my back?"

Rong Yue said: "Where is it a joke, the emperor is thinking about it, thinking that your birthday is approaching, and plotting with me how to please you. Although I say I won't tell you, you know that I can't hide things Damn, of course I'm going to let you know."

"Why does the imperial concubine always tell Wan'er everything I have said to you?"

With a sound, the emperor lifted the curtain and entered, and the three of them stood up and saluted together.

After waiting for Ping, Rong Yue smiled even more: "The emperor knows the temper of the concubine, but he still wants to talk to the concubine, isn't the emperor just asking for trouble?"

"Look." The emperor pointed to Rong Yue, looked at Wan Yu again, and said with a loud smile: "I have been with you for a long time, and I was the most caring person, but now I have learned a lot."

The four sat in the same room and chatted for a long time.

Seeing that the sun was rising, Rong Yue said that it was time to pick up Yinti from class, so Fu Yili left in a hurry.

When he was going out, he suddenly saw a man and a woman standing on the porch of the palace, he couldn't help looking up, and asked Lian Xin with frowned eyebrows: "Who do you look like?"

Lian Xin watched carefully for a while, and when the two of them turned their heads back, they were startled, and said in a low voice, "It's clearly Yun Chan and Imperial Physician Bai."

Rong Yue left the Changchun Palace, sat on the sedan chair and thought for a moment with her chin resting on her shoulders, then said: "It's a bright day, Yunchan and Bai Changqing have something to say, so they have to hide in that corner where no one is there?"

Lian Xin rolled her eyes, and said in a low voice: "This servant is really serious, those two are blushing, don't say something shameless."

"You mean that the two of them are living together?"

"What's so strange?" Lian Xin burst into a smile like spring water: "They are all young people, and Bai Changqing goes to Changchun Palace every day, and he is also handsome. Baoqi Hu Meizi can't help but make a wrong idea."

Rong Yue smiled calmly: "I don't know if Wan'er knows about such a good thing." She slowly lowered the sedan chair curtain, ordered someone to lift up the sedan chair, and said, "Yun Chan is Wan'er's most beloved servant girl. Son, since she is happy, we should fulfill her, what do you think?"

Lian Xin smiled secretly, and said with joy, "It should be like this, it should be like this."

(End of this chapter)