Chapter 259

"Rude little girl?" Chu Zongge frowned. "I don't think she's rude, but she's very quiet. She speaks steadily and mature. She should be a woman who has experienced something."

"Did she grow up overnight?" Xue ronghua shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly. "How can a talented person still be a small role for us? If Shen Jieyu left so inexplicably, it would be strange. Who knows if there are other dangers behind it."

Meng Qianchong picked up the silver chopsticks engraved with a line of words on the table, looked again and again, narrowed his eyes and said, "which family's poetry is written on it. I don't know what I've seen recently. Come and help me."

Zhuang Youyi was stunned, leaned closer and read: "suddenly I came to the window and suspected that it was you. This is Lu Tong's thinking. I remember that the last sentence was..."

"Acacia night plum blossom hair," Jiang Jinwen raised her eyes. There is still an inexhaustible disease between the eyebrows and eyes. "My concubine read this poem in a book a few days ago and wrote it down for people to engrave on chopsticks."

Meng Qianchong bent his lips and looked at her deeply. "Jieyu still has an emotional tone. After all, she is the daughter of a civil servant. It is natural that she does things differently from others."

Hearing this, Zhuang Youyi said with a smile: "Jieyu has always been obsessed with poetry and books. Naturally, the daughter of a military attache can't compare with Jieyu."

"You're not bad either," Meng Qianzhong said with a faint smile. "Civil officials are not as good as civil officials, and military officials are as good as military officials. As the king of a country, I naturally hope to pay equal attention to civil and military affairs. This is conducive to the development of the country."

Zhuang Youyi was stunned. "Yes... What the emperor said is very reasonable. I will accompany Jieyu to read more books in the future."

Meng Qianchong turned his face to her and said with a smile, "concubine Qi looks very good these days. Have you met any pleasure? Tell me?"

"In fact, there's nothing," Zhuang Youyi touched her ruddy cheek. "Maybe I've been playing in the plum garden these days. The cold wind makes my face red and looks good."

"No wonder there is always a plum fragrance in the palace. I smell it very happy." Meng Qianzhong's eyes are deeper and deeper, and he turns his eyes to the silent Jiang Jinwen. "How does min Jieyu look unhappy and whether she has encountered any trouble? You can also tell me."

Jiang Jinwen was stiff all over. She got up and saluted. She said silently, "my concubine is not well these days. She has swept the emperor's elegance. Please forgive me."

Meng Qianzhong narrowed his eyes dangerously and pulled out a cold smile. "Jieyu's body is not very good. How can it spoil my elegance? I'm not unreasonable. Jieyu might as well sit down and let me see what's wrong?" he smiled and stretched out his hand to take her body.

Zhuang Youyi looked at Jiang Jinwen in surprise. Her stiff body was taken into her arms by the emperor. The corners of her mouth twitched a few times and pursed into a line. Her face was even paler.

Zhuang Youyi hesitated and didn't know how to speak, so she had to smile and say, "emperor, Jieyu is not well. Don't pass her illness to the emperor. We dare not damage the dragon body."

"Since I am the son of the dragon, I can naturally control all the sickness," Meng Qianzhong raised his hand and touched her back again and again. "I haven't come to see Jieyu for a long time. Won't you be angry with me?"

Jiang Jinwen straightened up and separated from him for a distance. She replied in a low voice, "my concubine knows she has no luck and doesn't dare to complain."

Meng Qianzhong raised a meaningful smile and winked at Chen Wanqian, "let's stay in Penglai hall today."

Chen Wanqian said in a daze, "which lady is it?"

Meng Qianzhong sneered, "which empress do you think you are? Do you still think you are concubine Qi?"

Chen Wanqian looked at Min Jieyu's pale face and quickly nodded, "the slave is going to prepare now."

His warm breath was like a wall blocking her way. Jiang Jinwen couldn't stand it anymore. She got up and half knelt to the ground, "emperor, my concubines are unwell and shouldn't face saint."

"There's nothing to be prepared for," Meng Qianzhong directly ignored her request, bent down to pick her up in the air and smiled softly. "I know you're not in good health. I'm here to accompany you."

Jiang Jinwen's moth eyebrow frowned and stared at the person who held her. "The Emperor... Is still at the table now. Please put down his concubines first."

Meng Qianzhong looked straight at her without making any concessions. "I just keep warm with my concubine. Concubine Qi is understandable..."

Zhuang Youyi Teng stood up and said word by word: "emperor, min Jieyu is really in bad health recently. It's inconvenient to sleep. Isn't it better when she gets better?"

"I've asked the imperial doctor. Min Jieyu's illness doesn't interfere," Meng Qianzhong nodded and kissed her dry lips. "Jieyu, don't worry, I've always been kind to you."

Jiang Jinwen couldn't help shivering, got up and struggled, but was easily dissolved by his powerful strength, so she had to hold his shoulder and whispered, "emperor, my concubine really can't, Emperor... Can you wait until my concubine is well..."

Meng Qianchong half narrowed his eyes, with a frightening cold light at the bottom of his eyes, "no, I want to spoil you now."

Zhuang Youyi stepped forward quickly, but was stopped by Chen Wanqian. "Empress Qi, the identity of Min Jieyu is different from you." he only complained that the naive young lady really has no eyesight, and said with a smile, "can't it be that Min Jieyu and empress Qi enjoy happiness here?"

Chen Wanqian's words made Jiang Jinwen's face even more ugly. Meng Qianzhong ignored all the embarrassing colors between her eyebrows and eyes, tightened her arms and hugged her step by step to leave the main hall, leaving Zhuang Youyi with a nervous face in a daze, but she was anxious like an ant on a hot pot.

Ding Yuyan gently kneaded the legs and feet of the German imperial concubine with both hands, raised her eyes and said with a smile: "is this power of concubine OK?"

Luo Ninghai lay comfortably on the beauty couch and enjoyed it. He half narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "it's OK. Your technique is good. I haven't seen anything more powerful in the palace."

"When concubines are at home, they often massage their father," said Ding Yuyan with a smile. "It's practice in advance."

Luo Ninghai narrowed her eyes and enjoyed it for a while. She asked, "has Xue ronghua come back?"

The maid nodded. "My aunt has just come back and is drinking tea in the house."

"The palace thought she wouldn't come back tonight. In the end, it's a long separated little couple. They should also be given some time to be gentle," Luo Ninghai waved. "Let her come in. The palace has something to discuss with her."

Ding Yuyan stopped and stood up knowingly. "Since the empress has something important to discuss, the concubine will leave first."

"You don't have to go," Luo Ninghai glanced at her obliquely. "Since they are all people in the palace, they are naturally grasshoppers on a ship. Stay here and listen to us."

Ding YuYan's eyes lit up, restrained her excitement at the bottom of her heart, and said faintly, "thank you for trusting my concubines."

Luo Ninghai took her hand very affectionately and smiled, "you are a person in this palace. Naturally, this palace should believe you, otherwise how to deal with the people in Huayang palace?"

Ding Yuyan was elated. Finally, she really found her backer. She quickly saluted and said, "my concubine is willing to work for my mother in the future. If my mother has anything to do, just tell my concubine."

Luo Ninghai's eyes flashed a trace of yin and ruthlessness that was not easy to find, and the corners of his lips gently opened, "just understand your mind."

The warm tea was still warming her body in her stomach. The moment Xue ronghua stepped into the hall door, she had noticed the killing spirit of the German imperial concubine. In silence, she turned and closed the door. She didn't know how many corpses the beautiful and noble Zhong Cui palace was built on.

Ding Yuyan looked at her with a naive face. Xue ronghua first saluted her, "I'm a maid. I'll see you."

"Please get up quickly," Ding Yuyan smiled and helped her. "The female officials around the German imperial concubine are really different. They are much more expensive than those in other palaces."

Xue ronghua said in a deep voice, "thank you for your talent..."

"Don't thank me for coming and going," Luo Ninghai snorted impatiently. "The palace didn't ask you to come here to thank you."

Ding Yuyan was startled by her sudden cold tone. She didn't dare to talk any more and quickly turned her face to see her.

Luo Ninghai raised his eyes and couldn't stop the murderous spirit. He rushed straight to her, "I'm a talented person. This palace treats you as your own family. Since you're your own family, you should know the details."

Ding Yuyan was stunned and looked at Xue ronghua in panic. After getting a silent profile, he looked at the German imperial concubine in fear, "empress, concubines don't have any details. They all depend on empress."

"Since this palace is in charge, ask at will," Luo Ninghai took out a dagger from his sleeve and played carelessly at his fingertips. "For example, if concubine Rufei had a miscarriage, are you making trouble behind your back?"

Ding YuYan's eyes seemed to have a star falling. She knelt down slowly, "such as the concubine's miscarriage..."

"Talented man," Xue ronghua, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke, "You'd better tell the truth. If the imperial concubine doesn't look like someone who will admit the wrong enemy, let alone she will never kill her children, there is only one reason. You first know that she is pregnant, and then you reach an agreement with her to move smoothly into her palace, and then find the right time to revenge. The reason why I say revenge is because in addition to this word, I am a slave I really can't think of any other reason to let people do this. "

Ding Yuyan suddenly opened her eyes. She couldn't remember for a long time in her series of narration. Luo Ninghai held the dagger back into her sleeve and looked at her with deep meaning. "Talented man, there are many female official words around the palace. Don't be surprised."

Ding Yuyan took a cold breath, stared at Xue ronghua and said slowly, "if you have any evidence, don't slander good people for no reason. What's the difference between such words and Rufei."

"There is no difference between a slave and a concubine, because the slave and the concubine believe that only when they believe as much as the concubine can they be the culprit of the concubine's miscarriage."

Ding Yuyan made a last desperate struggle, "don't talk nonsense..."

"Talented person," Xue ronghua rubbed his eyebrows and continued his questioning, "if a talented person feels wronged, it's better to tell Princess de frankly how you moved into Huayang palace. A talented person still doesn't want to muddle through. If she has the temperament of Princess De, Princess de knows that she will never let others live in her palace."

"I..."

Luo Ninghai curved his lips and flashed a trace of evil at the bottom of his eyes. "Are you trying to help her hide her pregnancy, or can you touch her in the palace under the guise of being a fine work around the palace for her?"