Concubine Biography

Chapter 7

Supported by Chunmei and Chunlan, Fu'er was guided by her nanny to her yard, and she pushed open the door. The nanny smiled a little alienatedly and said, "Madam, let's take a rest earlier, you must be exhausted today." .”

Fu'er glanced at Chunmei, Chunmei hurriedly smiled and took out a purse and handed it to the nanny, "I don't know what the nanny's name is?"

The nanny weighed the purse secretly, and smiled kindly, "Miss, you are welcome, the servant is Su nanny next to the princess."

Knowing that she was someone close to the concubine, Chunmei even smiled and said, "Our wife is young and new to the palace, please take good care of me." As she spoke, she took out a few golden melon seeds from her bosom, and thought Stuffed it into Madam Su's hand.

Su Momo smiled even more heartily, "Madam is a good-tempered person. In our palace, the princess is the best person and easy to get along with. The side concubine is more straightforward. As for the other two ladies, they are also very friendly. She has a good temper. The prince is cold-tempered, not very talkative, and hates those noisy people the most. Madam's calm temperament is very suitable for our prince. "

Fu'er hurriedly thanked Su Nanny, "Thank you, Mammy, for your reminder." Su Nanny flickered slightly, but still received Fu'er's half-respect, seeing that Fuer knew the truth, she said a few more words.

"Today I will wrong Madam first, and I will give Madam a kitchen nanny tomorrow. It's late at night, so Madam please prepare earlier."

Fu'er thanked again, and said to Chunmei, "Send my mother to me."

After seeing off Nanny Su, Fu'er finally relaxed. She sat on the brocade bench and looked at the woman combing the woman's hair in the mirror. She seemed a little strange to herself, with a dazed expression on her face.

Chunlan called out softly, "Ma'am, I will let this servant untie your hair."

Fu'er touched the abnormally white face after applying powder, looked at the painted red and bright cherry mouth, and suddenly thought, "Chunlan, does the female ghost in your talking book look like this?"

Chunlan was helping Fu'er remove her hair. She took off the hairpin ornaments on her head, let her hair hang down, and set off her white face, she did have the appearance of a female ghost.Chunlan was taken aback, "Ma'am, don't scare the servant, the servant is the least courageous."

Chunmei saw this scene as soon as she entered the door, and said depressedly, "This is not at home, madam, don't talk nonsense, if someone listens to it, I don't know how much truth will be revealed."

Ever since Chunmei was offered as a dowry by Mrs. Zhu, Nanny Guan took her and Chunlan to give her a special education, especially Chunmei, as Fu'er's big girl in charge, naturally she was told and explained.Maybe Fu'er didn't understand some of the fights in the backyard, but Chunmei still did.

Fu'er laughed softly, and then said sullenly, "I always feel like a dream in the clouds, and I'm getting married now..."

Chunmei and Chunlan looked at each other, feeling a little sour in their hearts.It's not a good thing for a girl to get married... Concubine Shu, to put it nicely, is actually not just an aunt in an ordinary family.

Chunlan lowered her head, walked around the yard, and soon found the small kitchen.Hot water was already prepared in the small kitchen, and Chunlan happily prepared bath water for Fu'er.

"Unexpectedly, the palace is not bad. The hot water has been prepared in advance, and the maidservant thought it had to be reheated."

Fu'er tilted her head and smiled as she watched her coming in and out, "It's my wedding night anyway."

As soon as Li Jiarong approached the gate of the courtyard, he heard the joke between Fu'er and the maid. He slightly lowered his brows, and there was no expression on his stern face. The little eunuch Xiao Qinzi beside him was secretly watching him. Expression, said tentatively.

"Master, do you want the slave to report?"

Li Jiarong was silent for a moment, "Go and tell me, I will arrive after a stick of incense." After saying that, he turned and left.

Xiao Qinzi breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that the master is in a good mood today, and the new wife is really lucky.

A stick of incense is enough for the new lady to clean up and tidy up.

Xiao Qinzi hurried to the door of the house and said through the door, "Ma'am, the slave is the little Qinzi next to the master. The master is still busy in the front yard and said he will arrive after a stick of incense. Madam, please prepare early."

Fu'er was taken aback, and hurriedly called Chunmei to answer, knowing that Li Jiarong would arrive after a stick of incense, Chunmei and Chunlan didn't dare to neglect anymore, they quickly bathed Fu'er, and smoked her hair again, Clean up Fu'er as quickly as possible.

Fu'er looked at everything in front of her, and felt a little ironic.

It turns out that this is being a concubine.

Wash it clean, waiting for the man who can control his own life and death to come and get lucky.

Slowly closing her eyes, Fu'er adjusted her breathing, letting all her fears, worries, and expectations settle down.

When she opened her eyes again, Fu'er's pupils had become extremely clear.

Her hair was loose, she was wearing a pink skirt, and she was covered with a pale pink gauze. The long, smooth legs under the skirt were uneasily pressed together, and she sat stiffly on the edge of the bed.

Some things, no matter how she meditates, she can't stop being afraid.

Chunmei and Chunlan's greetings came from the door soon, Fu'er's hands were tightly squeezed together, Lord Rong is here!
"Squeak-"

The door was pushed open, and Fu'er looked at the man who stepped in in a panic.

Whether it was in the main hall that day or serving tea today, Fu'er never looked at Li Jiarong carefully.He is very young, only 23 years old, which is the most beautiful age of a man.Li Jiarong's facial features are profound, his eyes are dark and bright, his brows are slightly frowned, his lips are a little thin, he is actually very good-looking.It's just that his expression was too cold, which hardened his facial features.

Li Jiarong was also looking at the woman his father had given him.

The father said that his heirs are weak, and this girl looks good and healthy, and she can help him.

Li Jiarong felt a little ridiculous in his heart. In his palace, could he really be able to give birth just by looking at it?But the little woman in front of her has fair skin with a shiny luster, big and clear eyes, and the corners of her mouth are naturally raised, as if she is smiling.She's not very pretty, but she feels pretty good, she should be a calm girl.

Li Jiarong thought of her father, that Imperial Physician Chen, who seemed to be the same way, always looking at him with a smile on his face.

Taking a second look without any trace, she found that the girl's hands were tightly clenched. Li Jiarong had the urge to touch her forehead. She was only 13 years old. How could such a tender body give birth to a son for him?
"Still come to serve?"

Seeing that the little daughter in front of her seemed to be planning to sit on the edge of the bed in a daze, Li Jiarong's tone became bad, she really didn't wink!
A crisp male voice sounded, and Fu'er jumped up in shock, yes, she should serve.

Fu'er hurriedly stood up and saluted, "Concubine... I pay my respects to the Lord."

Li Jiarong sat down on the side of the bed spontaneously, as if he didn't intend to do it himself.Fu'er took a breath, stepped forward and stretched out her slightly trembling hands to untie Jiarong's robe.

Li Jiarong looked at her in surprise, didn't this woman realize that he hadn't washed yet?

Looking at the nervous girl who could barely breathe, Li Jiarong once again felt powerless, what's going on!He murmured silently in his heart, that's all.

Li Jiarong raised her hand to stop Fu'er's movement, "Master hasn't washed yet, so ask your maid to come in and take care of you."

Fu'er was stunned for a moment, her face flushed, she answered yes in a low voice, and called Chunmei and Chunlan in.

When Chunmei and Chunlan heard that they were serving the prince to clean up, they went about their own business. Fu'er stood at the side at a loss, and after a moment of panic, she began to observe how Chunmei and Chunlan served her.

After Li Jiarong finished washing, when Chunmei was about to undress Li Jiarong, Li Jiarong stopped her, "Go down and let your wife serve here."

Chunmei and Chunlan went down respectfully. Before leaving, Chunmei gave Fu'er a nervous look.

Fu'er took a breath, and stepped forward lightly. Although she had never taken off a man's clothes, she had learned tailoring and knew where the knots were. Although she was a bit clumsy, she managed to take off her coat for Li Jiarong. robe.

The scent of a woman's fragrance lingers on the tip of Li Jiarong's nose. Li Jiarong is tall and tall. When he lowers his head slightly, he can see the white and tender skin of the woman in front of him when he moves.

She is so white.

Perhaps because of her round figure, Li Jiarong always felt that what was dangling in front of her eyes was a large piece of white and tender skin, and with her movements, there were traces of temptation.

After taking off his shirt, Li Jiarong had deep eyes, "It's getting late, let's settle down."

Before Fu'er could understand the meaning of this sentence, she had already been picked up by Li Jiarong and placed on the bed. The red curtain in front of the bed fluttered down, covering the whole room.

It doesn't feel...really good.

Li Jiarong thought about it afterwards, this woman does have flesh, the place on her body is absolutely unambiguous, and it feels greasy to the touch. He was very satisfied at first, but when he entered with difficulty, he realized that no matter what she How is his body? He is only 13 years old.

The people under the body must have endured to the limit, their lips were bitten and they could bear the pain and not cry out. Li Jiarong just took a look and then buried his head. He has never been a gentle person, but...

A 13-year-old girl, although he is not gentle, he still has to take care of his woman.

After finishing the work in a hurry, Li Jiarong opened the curtain and shouted to wait for Xiao Qinzi outside, "Prepare water."

After Li Jiarong finished washing up, he realized that the little woman on the bed seemed to be still. After a moment of silence, Li Jiarong waved back the servants, opened the red curtain and saw that she had fallen asleep from exhaustion.

Today is her bridal chamber wedding night, if she leaves like this, I'm afraid her life will be difficult in the future.

Li Jiarong hesitated for a while, but still pushed Fu'er awake, saw that she opened her eyes in a daze, then turned around and called her maid to come in, while she sat on the warm kang, leaned on the kang and closed her eyes to rest.

Fu'er was really relieved when she sank into the hot water. She let out a long breath, not daring to forget the person who caused her pain to death, and asked softly, "Where is the master?"

Chunmei replied in a low voice, "It's on the Kang."

Fu'er nodded slightly, it's good that he didn't leave, no matter what, even if it hurts again, I can't let him go tonight.

When she finished washing and came out with weak legs and feet, Chunlan had already changed the bedding on the bed, Li Jiarong had already slept in it, and Fu'er propped up her sore body, lying on the outside carefully, listening to Li Jiarong's calm voice Breathe, and then fall into a deep sleep.

(End of this chapter)