Zhuang Luoyan looked at his half sister, with a trace of joy on his face: "my sister's illness is very good, but I still have some tonics. I'll ask Yunxi to send you some later."
"Those medicinal materials are very precious. I haven't finished eating them yet. Xianrong doesn't have to reward her any more." Zhuang Jieyu was blessed.
"The palace almost forgot that you two are sisters," the lady gave them a meaningful look.
Zhuang Jieyu's face changed slightly. She said to Shu, "concubines and concubines are no better than Xianrong Niang. It's just right that she doesn't remember."
"I'm afraid my sister forgot. When Zhaoxian Rong entered the palace, I said she looked like Zhuang Jieyu," Su Xiuyi said with a smile. "But later Zhaoxian Rong didn't get along with Zhuang Jieyu, so she forgot that they were sisters."
This words clearly and secretly pointed to that Zhuang Luoyan had no sisterhood, and everyone pretended to choose hairpin flowers and didn't want to go to the muddy water. The soft imperial concubine disdains to see Su Xiuyi, this still thinks she and Shu imperial concubine affection how deep, also just be Shu imperial concubine in front of a have no brain of dog just.
Feng Jin noticed the movement behind him. Looking back, he saw Zhuang Luoyan standing in front of Su Xiuyi with a stiff smile. He glanced at the expressionless Zhuang Jieyu standing on one side. He said faintly, "isn't Zhuang Jieyu ill? Can she come out now?"
Feng Jin's voice was not big, but it was enough for the concubines to hear that Zhuang Jieyu's face turned white. The emperor's words were obviously disgusted with her, which meant that she had no future.
Seeing that the emperor's face was obscure, the queen supported the peony at her temples and said with a smile, "emperor, today is the flower festival. All the imperial concubines in the harem have to worship the flower god. It must be that Zhuang Jieyu's health is all right before she comes out." She knew very well that Zhuang Jieyu's "illness" was just because the emperor wanted to withdraw her brand. There was no so-called illness at all. Now the emperor's saying this in front of Zhuang Jieyu is forcing her to lose face.
With a thoughtful look at Zhuang Luoyan, the queen laughs in her heart. Zhuang Luoyan is really in the emperor's eyes. Otherwise, why should the emperor protect her like this.
"Emperor, my sister has just recovered. Today's weather is fine, and it's good to breathe," Zhuang Luoyan said to the emperor. "It's not good for you to feel sorry for your sister's health and not let her go out."
Feng Jin's eyes fell on Zhuang Luoyan. She looked at her with a smile and said with a smile, "you know more about medicine than the grand doctor." With that, she picked out a pomegranate flower from the tray in the hands of the maid of honor, went to Zhuang Luoyan, took off the pink lily in her hair, and pinned the pomegranate flower in her hair. "I remember you like eating pomegranates very much, so it must be the most suitable pomegranate flower."
Zhuang Luoyan held the pomegranate flower in his hair and said with a smile, "the emperor remembers that I like pomegranate, but I still like peach blossom."
"I've heard someone say that the more peach blossoms are, the more peaches there are," Feng said with a smile as he flicked his polished forehead. "Let's not say what flowers you like. I blush for you."
The empress looked at the emperor making fun of Zhuang Luoyan, who was so naive that she put down her hand to caress the peony and said, "don't make fun of her like this. I'm afraid that Zhao Xianrong will use this reason to share more than half of the pomegranates in the Palace this year."
Feng Jin didn't care much and said, "if she could only eat pomegranates, I wouldn't have to laugh at her mouth."
The empress reluctantly smiles. She doesn't know how to answer the question. Today, the emperor of Huachao chooses the pomegranate flower, which represents many sons and many blessings, to Zhuang Luoyan. She can't bear to think much about it.
Lady Shu twists the Hosta in her hand and looks coldly at the emperor doting on zhaoxianrong, who is younger than herself. For a moment, it's a bit unpleasant. Even the Hosta she always likes is not as white as before.
Jiang guipin looks at this scene with a flat expression. At this time of last year, the emperor personally hairpin flowers for Princess Shu and Yan guipin. Now with Zhao Xianrong, who is the new favorite, even Princess Shu has to wait. I don't know who will be the woman who can let the emperor hairpin flowers next year?
Zhuang Luoyan talked and laughed with the emperor. He looked at the pale Zhuang Jieyu in the corner of her eyes, and the curve of her mouth was a little bigger.
"Well, I won't take part in your women's affairs any more. I'll come back here to have dinner after worshiping the flower god. I'll let the people of Shangshi bureau have dinner here." Feng Jin's tone was mild and looked at everyone, as if he was a considerate husband.
If the woman standing in front of him is not a group of women but a woman, Zhuang Luoyan, as one of the women, turns a white eye in his heart. If she plays with her life, the emperor will play with her life.
As a famous concubine in the harem, Zhuang Luoyan laments that the emperor's heart attack plan is a super difficult task. She can only succeed but not fail. When she first arrived here, she felt bullied.
The party came to the incense table specially built for the flower festival. Zhuang Luoyan looked at the statue of the flower god and knelt down with the queen.
Kneeling on her left side is Xu Zhaorong, and on her right side is Su Xiuyi. She takes a look around and sees the pious appearance of the two.
After worshiping the goddess of flowers, people offer incense according to their grades. When Zhuang Luoyan offers incense, he looks up at the cold statue of the goddess of flowers. What's the use of the hope of the women in the harem placed on the goddess of flowers? It's no use asking for anyone without the Emperor's heart.
When the incense was finished, all the people went down together. They only heard a tearing sound. When they looked back, zhaoxianrong's skirt was torn off. Zhuang Jieyu fell under the stone steps and looked at zhaoxianrong angrily.Looking coldly at the painful Zhuang Jieyu lying on the ground, Zhuang Luoyan ignored Xieyu's accusation. Before the queen spoke, she calmly said, "sister, as you are now, you should walk behind Zhang Jieyu. How did you bump into me?"
The whole scene was silent, and Xieyu kowtowed to the queen. No one could have imagined that Zhaoxian Rong would say such a sentence instead of defending and shouting injustice.
The queen is also a Leng, immediately light mouth, "Zhuang Jieyu this is how to return a responsibility?"
Zhuang Jieyu kowtowed her head to the empress. "My concubine walked carelessly and bumped into Feng Jia. Please forgive me."
"It's not the palace you're colliding with, it's zhaoxianrong," said the queen. She no longer looked at her and walked away, as if she were dust on the ground.
The concubines sneered at Zhuang Jieyu on the ground and followed the queen. This Zhuang Jieyu is really ridiculous. If Zhuang Luoyan is not so favored, her frame up will work. Unfortunately, now Zhuang Luoyan is being favored, how can the queen attack Zhuang Luoyan under such a blatant frame up.
No matter how powerful the queen is, don't you have to take care of the emperor?
The crowd had already moved forward for several steps. Zhuang Luoyan was still standing on the stone steps, looking down at the embarrassed Zhuang Jieyu. Her eyes were full of sarcasm, but her tone was unspeakable grievance and sadness: "why does my sister want to treat my sister like this? Does my sister still regret that my sister insisted on entering the palace?"
The empress walked forward slightly, then walked away without looking back.
Princess Shu looks back and looks at Zhuang Luoyan standing on the stone steps with her head down. She looks so bleak. If she is a man, she must feel that Zhuang Luoyan is really poor. It's a pity She is a woman. Naturally, she can see what acting is and what true love is.
When the crowd was far away, Zhuang Luoyan went to Zhuang Jieyu, who was kneeling on the ground. She bent down and said in a low voice, "sister, I remember when I knelt outside Jingyang palace, I was just as embarrassed as you."
Standing up straight, Zhuang Luoyan said with emotion and nostalgia: "at that time, my sister looked at my palace like this, and my eyes at that time are still unforgettable." After saying that, without waiting for Zhuang Jieyu to speak, she raised her foot and walked out. After two steps, she turned back and looked at Zhuang Jieyu's resentful face with a smile. "Although Zhuang Jieyu has offended our palace, our palace thinks of her sister's feelings and avoids the crime of Zhuang Jieyu's offending. We go back and send the ginseng from high America to Zhuang Jieyu, so that she can take good care of herself. Our palace will see that Zhuang Jieyu is still ill, otherwise we can't even walk steadily What about that
Zhuang Wanqing twisted his face and watched Zhuang Luoyan go away with the two grand maids. His lower lip was bitten and bleeding.
Xieyu anxiously helped her stand up and said, "master, how about zhaoxianrong..."
"She's always ready to repay, but I didn't expect her to retaliate now. She's much better than before." Zhuang Wanqing raised her hand and saw that her palm had been rubbed and bleeding.
"Does Zhao Xianrong already know that she was out of favor because of you?" Xieyu's face changes and his voice trembles. Now zhaoxianrong is deeply loved by the emperor. It's very easy for him to take revenge on his master.
Zhuang Wan green face color also slightly a change, if Zhuang Luoyan really know at the beginning of the fall of favor is his frame, I'm afraid things will not be so simple to end.
Feng Jin finishes his work and goes back to the imperial garden. He happens to meet the queen and her party. They don't want to be treated by the concubines, so they ask the people in the palace to prepare for the banquet.
"What happened to Zhao Xianrong?" Feng Jin noticed that Zhuang Luoyan's skirt was broken and frowned, "what happened?"
The queen said: "just now Zhuang Jieyu accidentally fell off the stone steps and happened to hold Zhao Xianrong's skirt."
"Did Zhao Xianrong fall?" Feng Jin looked at Zhuang Luoyan and said with worry, "if you fall, I'll send someone to Taiyi."
"Emperor, I have nothing to do," Zhuang Luoyan said with a smile, but with some unnatural.
Today, Zhuang Luoyan is wearing the red and Xianrong grade clothes of Begonia. It's not a happy thing to be dragged down. Feng Jin looks at the damage and frowns and says: "today, in the flower Dynasty, you have been ruined Gao Dezhong, pass on my will and ask the people of Shangyi bureau to make some new Ru skirts for zhaoxianrong. "
Zhuang Luoyan Yingying kneels down to thank him. He buries his head and droops his eyes. In Feng Jin's eyes, he has a pitiful taste.
"Queen, who did you say destroyed Zhao Xianrong's clothes?" Feng Jin asks Zhuang Luoyan to sit down and ask again.
"Back to the emperor, it's Zhuang Jieyu." The queen replied.
"The flower festival is a time to worship the flower god. Zhuang Jieyu lost her honor in front of the flower god and collided with a noble person. It's really unbearable for her to be a noble person, so she should be reduced to a noble person." Feng Jin opened his mouth coldly.
Zhuang Wanqing, who has just arrived at the imperial garden, hears the emperor's will. His original strong will suddenly collapses. He leans on a willow tree and has no strength to walk to the crowd.
The empress was surprised. She didn't say on which stone step Zhuang Jieyu fell. How did the emperor know that she was in front of the flower god? Did someone spread the news to the emperor?
In that case, the emperor's position of descending Zhuang Wanqing is not a temporary intention, but a decision made after hearing the news?Thinking of this, the queen couldn't help looking at Zhuang Luoyan who was sitting on one side. Did the emperor really care about Zhuang Luoyan?
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