Concubine Biography

Chapter 80

The news of the death of Lin'an Marquis Su Er's wife due to illness soon spread throughout the capital. As soon as the hot filial piety passed, Queen Su began to search for a house for her younger brother.

After looking at it, Su Shi fell in love with Duoma, went straight to Li Jiarong, and asked Li Jiarong to marry him.

Li Jiarong didn't agree, but she didn't refuse either. Su couldn't figure out what was going on, so she quietly went to Doma again and asked her if she would marry her younger brother.

Toma was naturally unwilling, but just after saying a few words, Mrs. Su walked away with a full face of displeasure. Toma lost her mind, so she gritted her teeth and ran to Zhaoyang Palace to ask for blessings.

"Dorma is here?" Fu'er asked suspiciously.

Hua Lian replied obediently, "Yes, it seems to be in a hurry. If the little princes didn't want to rest, they might just break in."

Hongying is already married, and Lvying is also preparing for her own marriage. Hualien is now the actual female official in charge of Zhaoyang Palace.

"I want Doma to play with me..." Li Peiling twisted her body and tried to get up from the bed.

Fu'er's face was serious, "I'm going to bed at noon, you see my brother is asleep."

Li Peiling tilted his head to look at his younger brother Li Peiyan, curled his lips and whispered, "He's like a pig, he sleeps every day and doesn't play with me."

"Did anyone say that about my brother? Go to sleep!" Fu'er tucked the corner of the quilt for Li Peiling, leaned down and kissed Peiling's forehead, and said softly.

Li Peiling rubbed his eyes and yawned big, "Let Torma play with me when I wake up."

"Okay, go to sleep." Fu'er patted the quilt.

Li Peiling turned over, closed his eyes, and fell asleep after a while.

Fu'er kissed the two sons, and softly instructed the two nannies, "Take care of the two princes, and feed them some honey water when they wake up."

Both nannies agreed, "Yes, ma'am."

As soon as she returned to her room, Fu'er saw Doma holding her head impatiently and turning around, she couldn't help wondering, "What's the matter? What's wrong with you?"

Seeing her as if seeing a savior, Doma rushed forward and grabbed Fu'er's hand anxiously, "Your concubine, please help me, I don't want to marry a marquis, no one can help me..."

"Wait, what is the Marquis?" Fu'er listened in a daze, and pulled Doma to sit down, and Fu'er poured her a cup of tea, "Drink your saliva first, and make it clear, why are you marrying the Marquis? Which Marquis wants you to marry him?"

Hua Lian next to her also persuaded, "Miss Doma, you have to explain clearly to our empress so that we can help you, otherwise our empress will be confused and don't know how to help you, right?"

Doma nodded again and again, tried her best to calm down her emotions, and said slowly, "Does your empress know about the death of the empress's younger brother, the wife of Lord Lin'an?"

Fu'er nodded, "I know about this. The Marquis of Lin'an passed away a few months ago, leaving behind a pair of children."

"Then," Doma swallowed, "then Empress Empress came to ask me today if I would like to marry her younger brother."

"The Empress asked you to marry the Marquis of Lin'an?" Fu'er asked in surprise.

Doma nodded, "That's what it means."

Fu'er hurriedly asked, "Then how did you answer?"

"I said I don't want to," Doma's tears welled up, "The Queen's appearance was so scary at that time, she kept a straight face and told me to think carefully."

"I don't want to marry any Marquis, nor do I want to marry the emperor, empress! You said you would help me, please, please help me." Doma said and knelt down.

"I... I... I have accepted the blessing of the true God with Zahan... I, I can no longer marry someone else!" As if she had a big feeling, Toma said it with shame and fear.

Although she didn't know what the blessing of the true God was, Fu'er had an intuition that there must be something wrong with her words.Zahan...was the brawny guy who accompanied Mulong back then, and danced with Torma. Fuer still had a deep impression on him.Looking at Torma in front of her again, there was a shy blush on her face, which was clearly the expression she would have when she was courting her lover.

What makes a girl feel like she can't marry someone else?
Seeing no one else around, Fu'er tentatively asked, "Have you and that Zhahan already... performed the ceremony of Duke Zhou?" Although they had two children, Fu'er was still embarrassed to say it directly.

"What is the ceremony of the Duke of Zhou?" Doma asked ignorantly.

Fu'er hesitated for a moment, "It's a matter between a man and a woman, something that can only be done between husband and wife."

Doma blushed, and nodded inaudibly.

It's really... bold!

Everyone was silent for a while, and Doma seemed to be thinking of something, and suddenly asked in fear, "Ma'am, is it the emperor's intention that you want me to marry that Marquis?"

Fu'er pondered for a moment and asked, "Then have you ever gone to the emperor?"

Doma shook her head, "I'm afraid... The emperor always keeps a straight face, I see he dare not speak."

"Let's go," Fu'er thought about standing up, "You go to the emperor, and I will accompany you."

Doma's eyes lit up, she hurriedly stood up, "Alright, thank you, Concubine."

"Your Majesty, no," Hua Lian stopped Fu'er, hesitated and said, "My Majesty, this matter involves the Empress Empress, if you come forward, I am afraid that the Empress Empress..." will hate Zhaoyang Palace even more.

Fu'er knew her worries, and smiled slightly, "It's not too bad, let's go, Doma."

"Your Majesty!" Hua Lian couldn't call Fu'er back, and stomped her foot to follow.

When the party arrived at Xuanming Hall, Fu'er asked Doma to ask first.

Seeing that Doma hesitated to go, Fu'er sternly asked, "Do you still want to go back to Dongping? Do you want to marry Zhahan?"

Doma was taken aback when she heard the words, and then mustered up her courage to trot to the entrance of the Xuanming Palace. Today, the gatekeeper was Xiao Qinzi. Xiao Qinzi took a look at Fuer from a distance, turned and entered the hall. After talking to Doma, Toma came back dejectedly.

"The emperor didn't see me, so he asked your mother to go back too, saying that there is something to talk about at night." Doma said sadly.

Fu'er nodded, "Then you go back first, and I will talk to the emperor about it tonight."

"What do you need from me today?" Li Jiarong strode in.

Fu'er went up to meet her, and while serving tea for Li Jiarong, she said, "For the sake of Doma, the empress wants Doma to marry Marquis of Lin'an, and this concubine wants to ask the emperor what he wants."

"It's none of your business, it's about the empress, you better not get involved." Li Jiarong drank tea and lay comfortably on the couch, Ren Fuer gently kneaded his temples.

Fu'er said softly, "Duoma has a pure personality. Since she entered the palace, she has often talked with my concubine, and often played with Peiling Peiyan. The concubine likes her very much. It's just that this marriage is a lifelong event for a woman. , the concubine regards her as a younger sister, so I have to ask one more question. As for the empress... the Marquis of Lin'an has a noble status, and the affairs of the Marquis Mansion are complicated, so it is reasonable for Doma not to want to."

"Hmm." Li Jiarong snorted softly, but didn't speak.

Fu'er scolded, "Is the emperor listening to the concubine?"

"I'm listening, I'm listening," Li Jiarong nodded perfunctorily, "Hand strength is the key."

Fu'er was obedient and added a little more force, and continued to talk about Toma, "Your Majesty, don't you think that Toma and Marquis of Lin'an are not worthy? Besides, Toma already has a sweetheart, that is Zhahan. Zhahan is The young man dancing with Torma looks very energetic..."

"Huh? Why did I let Doma go back to Dongping?" Li Jiarong interrupted suddenly, "Wouldn't it be better to keep her in the capital?"

"The ancients used to say that it is better to demolish ten temples than break up a marriage. Your Majesty, you can fulfill Torma. It is good to keep her in the capital, but if you let her be fulfilled, Chieftain Mulong will only have this daughter, and he will be more grateful to you." Yes." Fu'er softly began to act coquettishly.

The corners of Li Jiarong's mouth curled up slightly, "How many benefits have you received from her? Are you trying so hard to speak for her?"

"How many benefits have been confiscated, but tears have accumulated in a big pot, does the emperor want to see it?" Fu'er laughed.

"Look at what her tears are doing, let me take a good look, maybe I will fulfill her when I feel better." Li Jiarong chuckled.

Fu'er thought for a while, stopped her hands and moved to Li Jiarong, put her face in front of Li Jiarong, and smiled coquettishly, "The emperor's words are serious? The concubine is here, the emperor, please take a look."

Li Jiarong opened his eyes slightly, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "It's not enjoyable to watch like this, why not..."

"what?"

Li Jiarong hooked his hands, and Fu'er leaned forward. After a while, she shook her head with her face flushed and shrank back, "No, no, I don't want it."

Li Jiarong snorted and closed her eyes, "Then I won't help, and the Queen's request will be approved tomorrow."

"Your Majesty..." Fu'er was in a hurry, but no matter what she said coquettishly, Li Jiarong still closed her eyes and remained silent.

In the end, there was nothing to do, Fu'er could only blushed and agreed, "Okay, just this time."

Li Jiarong's eyes lit up, he quickly turned over and sat up, and said loudly, "Come on, prepare water!"

After Fu'er finished her bath and climbed onto the bed like a turtle crawling, Li Jiarong was already waiting for her with a smile in her spare time.

Fu'er tightened the thin gauze dress on her body, bit her lower lip and said shyly, "I'll turn off the light..."

"No." Li Jiarong flatly refused.

Anyway, Fu'er couldn't escape, with the determination of a strong man to break his wrists, Fu'er put down the tent, and shyly climbed onto Li Jiarong's body. Li Jiarong moved his hand, and the quilt covering his body was pulled aside, and then he spread his hands flat, with great interest He looked at Fu'er.

The red candles in the house are flickering, and the veil is automatic without wind.

(End of this chapter)