"Your Majesty?" The senior palace maid saw that she looked unhappy and asked with concern.

The concubine sat on the sedan chair, rubbed her temples, and said tiredly, "Nothing, I guess I'm just a little tired because I've been busy taking care of Concubine Zhao these days."

This beautiful concubine in her early twenties had a hint of melancholy between her brows, like an insurmountable chasm, making her eyes look deep and heavy.

Zhao Changzai was pregnant with the dragon fetus and lived in the same palace with Concubine Shu. Concubine Shu had to take care of all the big and small matters, which made her very tired.

"Your Majesty has worked hard, and the Emperor will surely understand your intentions." The senior palace maid comforted her.

Concubine Shu sighed, "I hope so."

The situation in the court has been unstable in recent years, and the emperor's heart is not in the harem. Moreover, the emperor has few children. In the ten years since he ascended the throne, he has only two sons and one daughter.

Zhao Chang was pregnant with this baby, so she had to keep it. Even if it wasn't for the emperor, it was for herself.

If something happened to Zhao Changzai in her palace, she would not be able to escape responsibility.

But which of the women in the harem is easy to deal with?

The Queen comes from a prominent family and is kind-hearted, but she is not good at palace affairs and cannot uphold justice for the concubines; the Imperial Concubine is domineering and petty, and does not like other concubines to be close to the Emperor, and is always good at vying for favors; the Virtuous Concubine seems compassionate, but in fact she is the coldest person, and she treats the palace people like dead objects and uses them whenever she can.

Even she had to do some bad things to protect herself.

Concubine Shu often wondered whether this was her nature or whether she had been changed by this place.

Thinking of this, she felt a little sad and couldn't help coughing a few times.

[Beautiful women look good when they cough. 】

[It’s decided. I’ll call you Xishi Niangniang. Come into my arms quickly~]

Concubine Shu: ???

When Concubine Shu heard the strange voice for the second time, she was convinced that someone was indeed talking nonsense.

Concubine Shu asked sternly, "Who is talking nonsense about me?"

The palace servants quickly put down the sedan chair and bowed their heads to apologize.

Concubine Shu looked around at the palace maids around her suspiciously, thinking that they really didn't have the courage, so she turned her gaze to the square in front of Kunning Palace.

There was already a group of concubines of lower rank standing there. From a distance, they looked colorful and eye-catching.

Normally, Concubine Shu was too lazy to look at them. After all, the gap in status was too big and there was no need to lower herself.

But before Concubine Shu could figure out what was going on, the Queen's aunt Xiwen came out and said that the Queen understood everyone and invited the concubines to go into the hall and wait.

So Concubine Shu had no choice but to thank him and gave up the idea of ​​finding the rude person.

Since this guy dared to criticize her once, she was not afraid that she would not be able to catch her braids!

But Concubine Shu didn't expect that this person would appear again so soon.

…

There was incense burning in Kunning Palace, and the smell was very pleasant, which made Wu Qing's sleepy brain a little clearer.

She was just a concubine, and there were limited spaces in the palace, so Wu Qing could only stand far away. Not to mention the queen, even the concubines could only be seen in outline.

Wu Qing felt so sorry.

The person standing next to her is named Lu Mengman.

Father Lu and Father Wu were of the same grade. Lu Mengman and the original owner had known each other since childhood and were close friends. However, her name was not mentioned in the original text, so she must have died before the heroine entered the palace and the plot officially began.

Lu Mengman has a bright and elegant appearance, and is 50% similar to the TV and film stars that Wu Qing likes. Wu Qing loves her and talks to her in a gentle tone.

"Why is Jinxiu, the palace maid beside you not here?" Lu Da Ying asked.

Wu Qing perfunctorily replied, "I made a mistake and was punished by you."

Lu Changzai nodded and sighed, "You haven't served in the bed yet, and there are always some people who can't hold back. Just give them a few more beatings. But there can't be no one in charge. If Jinxiu is really not capable, I will give you a maid."

Wu Qing smiled and declined: "Thank you, sister, but I'm used to quietness, so it's not necessary."

Chang Lu changed the subject again and said in a useless way: "The palace flatters the powerful and bullies the weak. If the emperor doesn't come, you should also try to fight for it."

Wu Qing: "Sister, you know that the emperor is not interested in me. He only accepted me because the queen mother praised me."

Hearing this, Lu Changzai could only sigh: "Since the Queen Mother likes you, you should accompany her to worship Buddha more often. The weather is getting colder and colder. Have you prepared the charcoal fire in your palace?"

Wu Qing didn't understand any of this, so he just nodded and got it over with.

Lu Chang hit her with his little fist, very angry at her muddled look. She was someone who had slept with the emperor before, and the emperor had some impression of her. Although she was of a low rank, he would still visit her once a month.

Before and after serving the emperor in the imperial court, the difference in treatment provided by the Imperial Household Department was huge.

But now her good sisters do not strive for progress. Although Lu Mengman is dissatisfied, she is more sad about the impermanence of the world.

Of course she knew that Wu Qing had originally been engaged to Qin Yushi's youngest son. If she didn't enter the palace, it would be time for her to get married. Lu Mengman felt that it was better to be a concubine without favor or the eldest lady in someone else's house.

It was obvious that the other party was also interested in Wu Qing. If it weren't for his mother's strong opposition, they might have really become a happy marriage.

Lu Mengman felt it was a pity and had to say, "If you can't make ends meet, just come to me and ask for some. You won't lose out anyway."

Wu Qing made a lot of jokes and finally managed to calm Lu Changzai's angry face.

The concubines went to the hall and took their seats.

The emperor has been on the throne for so many years, and he has quite a few concubines. There are only a few seats in the empress's palace, and there are seats for concubines and imperial concubines, but some noble ladies who are not favored can only stand in front of the emperor with the concubines.

The Imperial Concubine was present yesterday, but today she was either late or didn't come at all. The Virtuous Concubine usually accompanies the Empress Dowager in worshipping Buddha, so she is not often seen. Above the rank of Concubine, only the Shu Concubine can enter.

This beauty in her early twenties was holding a cup of tea and carefully glancing at the concubines in the palace, making those who were being stared at feel nervous.

Madam Shufei has a gentle personality, so why does she feel so oppressed today?

After standing for about half an hour, the Queen came slowly over, supported by Aunt Xiwen.

Everyone stood up and saluted.

Wu Qing stood behind the crowd and bowed slightly as a gesture of greeting.

Anyway, there were more than twenty concubines standing in front of the emperor, and she didn't believe that anyone would find out that she was not doing it properly.

Compared to this, Wu Qing sighed that the queen was worthy of being the queen. Look at the thing she was wearing on her head, it was shining with gold, and it almost blinded her eyes from a distance.

Gold prices seem to be rising again recently?

The queen smiled and sat down, telling her sisters not to be so polite.

The concubines sat down obediently without any hesitation, saying that there was no need to be polite, and they really didn't need to be polite at all.

Wu Qing was amazed and thought to himself that this palace fighting novel is indeed a palace fighting novel, and everyone is just an emotionless courtesy machine.

The Queen smiled and said, "It's getting colder, so you sisters should put on more clothes. The Emperor gave me a box of good tea a while ago, which has the effect of dispelling cold and replenishing energy. Today, I invite you sisters to taste it together."

"Xiwen."

Aunt Xiwen bowed and called on the palace maids to bring tea to the ladies and ladies, even Wu Qing and the others who were standing in the hall had some.

"I thank the Queen."

"I thank the Queen."

…

The concubines stood up again to express their gratitude, but Wu Qing felt a little resentful when he heard it.

She looked at the women around her in confusion and found that they all had expressions of envy, jealousy and hatred on their faces.

Oh my god, is this a palace fighting story? It’s so horrible.

Wu Qing quickly took a sip of tea to calm himself, but his tongue, which had been spoiled by modern drinks, could not appreciate any high-end flavor.

Wu Qing could only sigh in his heart: [As expected of a palace fight, I can see it all! The Queen must have thought that this tea was too hard to drink, but she didn’t want to offend the Emperor, so she gave it to everyone. ]

[I want to drink milk tea, but I'd better go back quickly! In this slightly cool weather, taro milk tea is the best. It's sweet and greasy. I feel like I'm in heaven after taking a sip. Slurp! ]

The concubines who heard it:?

They looked down at the tea in their hands and suddenly felt that it didn't smell good anymore.