In her previous life, Luo Fu married Commander Pei Ji. Her legitimate elder sister, Luo Zhen, entered the palace and painstakingly rose to the rank of concubine. However, Emperor Murong Jin was a c...
Chapter 129 Why Does This Imperial Concubine Look Like My Sister?
Phoenix Mountain is beautiful, but the wind is strong and cold.
Murong Jin can't stand the cold, and when he got here, he became more and more like Luo Fu, even more so.
Not only do I go to bed early at night, but I also get up late in the morning.
Love has a fixed time for sleeping and getting up every day, and she can't lie down when the time comes.
She wanted to get up, but Murong Jin held her in his arms, his face buried in her head, his voice hoarse and full of sleep: "Sleep a little longer, it's so cold outside..."
Luo Fu had no choice but to lie down with him, but after a while, she couldn't bear it anymore and quietly touched his hand and pulled it away.
When they were about to break apart, he actually reached back and held her waist again: "Don't leave..."
Luo Fu twisted her body and said, "I can't sleep. You sleep by yourself."
Murong Jin raised his face from her hair, opened his eyes sleepily and said, "There's no rush to brew wine. It's just as well to do it in the afternoon when it's warmer."
Luo Fu found it a little funny. She arrived at Phoenix Mountain in the evening of the day before yesterday, rested for a night, and slept until noon the next day. In the afternoon, she went up the mountain and felt the wind was too strong. She came back before she could pick many plum blossoms. As for the wine-making business, she hadn't even started yet.
But it is indeed a little colder here. Chang Jin's physique is different from others, so he feels even more uncomfortable here.
She placed her hand on his chest and looked up at him: "Actually, brewing wine is nothing serious. We just need to enjoy the flowers and the scenery. We can go back to the palace today."
Murong Jin looked at the beauty in his arms, who was more beautiful than a flower, and leaned down to rub her nose. "No, I promised to accompany you to make wine."
Luo Fu couldn't help but laugh and said, "Then I'll get up first. When it's warm in the afternoon, we can make wine together, okay?"
Murong Jin raised his hands to hold her face, moved them down, found her flower-like lips and kissed them.
Luo Fu endured it, thinking that she would be tormented for a while, but he didn't go too far. He just kissed her and raised his face and said, "Go, remember to wait for me."
Love quickly agreed, stepped out of his arms and got out of bed.
Tinglan and Qinghe, who were standing outside, heard the noise and hurried in. They saw the imperial concubine in small clothes closing the tent.
The emperor lay on his side on the bed, as sleepy as a big cat, and was pulling at the silk ribbons on the hem of the concubine's skirt.
The imperial concubine pulled her silk ribbon out of his hand and stuffed his hand back onto the bed, and only then did the clingy "big cat" behave itself.
Tinglan and Qinghe couldn't help but cover their mouths and laugh.
When Love turned around and saw them like this, she couldn't help but laugh.
After washing, changing clothes and having a meal, Luo Fu asked Tinglan to get a cloak and prepared to go out to pick some plum blossoms.
A young maid came in and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, the clerk from the purchasing department has come to report that your elder sister has sent someone to ask for a favor. She is at the foot of the mountain now. Would you like to see her?"
"My sister?" Love was very surprised.
Luo Zhen is looking for her?
She must have encountered something particularly difficult.
After all, she is so competitive, and looking for her is equivalent to admitting that you are inferior to her.
If she hadn't been unable to make ends meet, she would never have taken this step.
Luo Fu hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Send someone over."
The little maid went down in response.
Hearing Lan come back with the cloak, Love said, "Wait a while before going out."
Hearing Lan's puzzled expression, Qing He said, "There's someone outside who wants to see the Empress. Let's go out after they see her."
Tinglan looked at Luo Fu curiously: "My Lady, who wants to see you?"
Luo Fu said: "My elder sister."
Tinglan and Qinghe both knew that Luo Fu was the second in line, and they were curious about this older woman. Qinghe asked, "How did the older woman know that the Empress was in Phoenix Mountain and even come looking for her?"
The emperor and the imperial concubine's itinerary was leaked to people outside the palace. If this matter were to be investigated, many people would lose their heads.
Luo Fu heard the hidden meaning in her words and said, "She must be in trouble. It must have taken a lot of effort for her to come here. Those who are willing to help her must know that she is my sister and dare not neglect her. Let's not make a fuss about it."
They knew she would be tolerant, so Qinghe and Tinglan had no choice but to agree.
After waiting for a while, the maid came in and reported: "My lady, someone is coming."
Luo Fu said, "Let him wait in the Buddhist temple in front."
The maid responded and went down to pass on the message.
Luo Fu stood up, Ting Lan put a cloak on her, and together with Qinghe, they helped her walk towards the Buddhist hall in front.
When I arrived at the place, I saw a strong man in a flying fish suit standing in the hall. He was restrained and didn't dare to look around. He looked very restrained.
"The Imperial Concubine has arrived!"
The maid standing by the hall shouted.
The man didn't even raise his head when he heard this. He immediately knelt down facing outwards and said, "I pay my respects to the Imperial Concubine!"
Love walked over and said, "Get up quickly."
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Qi Chuan stood up in response, but still didn't dare to look up.
Tinglan and Qinghe were very satisfied and helped Luo Fu sit down.
Luo Fu also recognized the clothes of the Jinyiwei, so she knew the identity of the person in front of her.
She remembered that Wen Xiangjun had told her about meeting Pei Ji outside, and she immediately understood.
Pei Ji was a member of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.
This person is also a Jinyiwei, so he must be a good colleague.
It is not surprising that Luo Zhen could find a Jinyiwei to help.
I just don't know what happened.
Love asked, "Did my sister ask you to come over?"
Qichuan said: "In reply to your Majesty, that is exactly what you said."
Luo Fu asked, "What happened to my sister?"
Qi Chuan quickly reached into his bosom and took out the letter written by Luo Zhen. He held it in both hands and handed it over, saying, "Your Majesty, this is the letter she wrote to you. You will know it at a glance."
Tinglan stepped forward, took the letter and handed it to Luo Fu.
Love opened the envelope and read two lines of words. Her expression changed and later on, her face looked even ugly.
Tinglan and Qinghe also became tense when they saw this.
Seeing Luo Fu put down the letter, her dark eyebrows frowned and she didn't speak for a long time. The two of them were even more worried: "My queen, what's wrong?"
Upon hearing this, Qichuan couldn't help but look up at Luo Fu.
Luo Fu did not answer Tinglan and Qinghe, but looked at Qichuan and said, "I understand. You can go back first."
Qi Chuan looked at her in a daze.
Qing He's face darkened and he shouted, "How dare you!"
Qi Chuan finally came back to his senses, quickly lowered his eyes, knelt down and kowtowed, saying: "Your Majesty, please forgive me. I did not mean to offend you. It's just that you look familiar..."
Ting Lan angrily said, "How dare you! Who is the Queen that she looks so familiar to you?"
She said to Luo Fu, "My Lady, this man is a smooth talker. You should punish him."
Luo Fu's mind was on the letter. She didn't want to dwell on it any more, so she stood up and said, "Forget it, let him go back."
She said this and walked away.
Tinglan and Qinghe glared at Qichuan and hurriedly followed him.
Wait until the footsteps fade away.
Only then did Qichuan dare to raise his head and look outside with a dazed expression.
Why, why do the eyes of this imperial concubine look so much like my sister's?