Chapter 48 Sweet on the outside, evil on the inside

Jiang Yulin almost fainted.

She was going to enter the palace to be a queen, who wanted this broken silk flower?

Wang Ruolan and Meng Wanru looked as if they had lost their parents. They took the silk flowers sent by Wang Dequan and were helped away by their maids.

These two girls cared about the royal family and offered their skills, but they were not favored by the emperor. After leaving the palace, they could not marry into any good family.

Ordinary officials would not dare to marry a daughter-in-law who was ambitious, for fear that she would cause trouble in the family.

Facing Zhou's stern gaze, Jiang Yulin gathered the silk flowers given by the emperor in her hair and smiled sweetly: "Your Majesty, I have a very good relationship with my sister at home. Can I talk to my sister for a while?" When

she smiled, there were two small pear-shaped curls on her lips. Even if it was a fake smile, it was still very cute.

Emperor Xuanwu had very high requirements for his pillow partner. He investigated the relationship between Jiang Xinyue and Jiang Yulin better than Jiang Xinyue herself.

He tilted his head and asked, "My beloved concubine, do you want to come over

?" Jiang Xinyue shook her head, "My legitimate sister has never been well-behaved. I am a polite person. How can I be on good terms with her?"

She was not a gentle person. The emperor was used to her straightforward nature. He did not think she was unkind at all. Instead, he thought that she did not hide her dislike for Jiang Yulin in front of him because she believed in him.

This affirmation was very useful to Emperor Xuanwu.

He smiled, "Jiang Shaoqing has done a good job in educating the concubines, but why are the legitimate daughters..."

He tilted his head and said unsatisfiedly, "My beloved, you still need to work harder. It would be best if they were all as straightforward and honest as Zhen Guirong."

As for those who have sweet faces but evil hearts, there are enough in the palace, and there is no need for another Jiang Yulin.

If Wang Ruolan and Meng Wanru were devastated and left the scene, then Jiang Yulin could be said to be pale.

Which aristocratic family would be willing to marry a girl who was not well educated by the emperor in the future?

Even those poor students would rather marry the daughters of small families.

"Mother..."

Jiang Yulin looked distraught. Jiang Xinyue would not comfort this sister who always bullied her original self in the Jiang family.

The deeper the night, the more stars hung in the sky, indicating good weather tomorrow.

"My beloved, it's almost time. I'll go to your palace..."

Suddenly, a burst of rapid drumbeats interrupted Emperor Xuanwu's words, and six shirtless, muscular men wearing red headscarves walked in steadily, carrying a big drum.

Everyone present was attracted by the woman on the drum, wearing a red dance costume that revealed a snow-white and soft waist.

If a noble face is a combination of coquettishness and purity, and a fusion of elegance and beauty, then the woman with the gauze on the drum is extremely charming, sexy and alluring.

"Li Guifei..."

Jiang Xinyue muttered silently, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and her hand under the table had been silently released.

Emperor Xuanwu looked at Li Guifei like this, with a bit of nostalgia in his eyes. Jiang Xinyue glanced at Jin Chongyi, and her eyes met Jin Chongyi's in the air.

She raised her eyebrows slightly: Using beauty to serve men?

It seems that Li Guifei is the one who uses beauty to serve men, right?

Jin Chongyi seemed to understand her look, her fair face flushed, and she looked away in panic.

Damn it!

He wanted to see Zhenguirong's ugly and out-of-control expression, but she caught him and made a fool of himself.

After a seductive belly dance, Emperor Xuanwu changed the title of Concubine Li Gui to "Beloved Concubine". The banquet was coming to an end, and the emperor and Concubine Li Gui left together in the dragon sedan chair. As

soon as the emperor left, the banquet was almost over. Jiang Shaoqing had to arrange the envoys and the post station, so he did not leave with his wife and daughter.

Looking from a distance, he felt that the back of his concubine's daughter sitting on the sedan chair was particularly desolate and sad.

In the past, at home, the second daughter liked to act coquettishly with him the most, and loved to stick to him the most, treating him as a respectable and amiable father.

After entering the palace, he felt quite unfamiliar.

But he understood Yue Jie'er's changes. After all, life in the palace was hard, and only those who had experienced it knew it.

From Xihe Palace to Hexi Palace, from Hexi Palace to the Cold Palace, and then back to Hexi Palace, she must have experienced pain that ordinary people could hardly bear. How could she not change her temperament?

That ignorant woman Zhou really thought that the palace was a good place. She had already lost a legitimate daughter there, and she wanted to send the only remaining legitimate daughter into the palace, just to compete with Yue Jie'er.

It was simply stupid!

"Zhen Guirong."

When the sedan chair arrived at Chuxiu Palace, where all the concubines of previous generations lived, a pleasant voice came from behind: "Zhen Guirong..."

But why did this voice sound so painful?

The distance was very close. Jiang Xinyue no longer wanted to meddle in other people's business. She could not avoid being involved in any disputes.

She could only look back, but she saw Rongpin sitting on the sedan chair, leaning back. In such a cold day, she was sweating on her forehead.

"Empress Rongpin!"

She stopped the sedan chair and trotted to Rongpin's sedan chair: "Your servant Rongpin, what's wrong with you?"

Rongpin bit her lips tightly, and the unbearable pain made her roar, and a warm liquid flowed out of her lower body.

She grabbed Jiang Xinyue's hand in panic: "My child! Zhen Guirong, save my child!"

Jiang Xinyue held her hand in return: "Go to the Imperial Hospital! This place is too far from Changxin Palace, but close to the Imperial Hospital. Let's go to the Imperial Hospital now, quickly!"

After giving the order, she ran after the sedan chair and asked Rongpin's maid: "What happened to your queen?"

Meixiang wiped her tears and said: "My queen just came out of Baohedian. I don't know which servant girl spilled oil at the door and didn't clean it up. Our queen fell down, but she protected her stomach. I thought she was fine, but as soon as she walked out of this road, our queen had bleeding... "

Jiang Xinyue didn't believe it.

Wang Dequan was in charge of supervising the eunuchs and palace maids at the banquet. He was always careful in his work, so how could he leave oil stains on the door of Baohe Hall?

Not to mention the pregnant concubine in the harem, even if any envoy fell because of his negligence, it would not be easy to cover it up.

Rongpin obviously didn't believe it. She looked extremely painful, but she was still trying to hold back: "Zhen...Zhen Guirong, escort...escort me to the Imperial Hospital. I...I owe you a favor."

The most difficult thing to repay in this palace is favors. She showed her sincerity and only hoped that Zhen Guirong was a kind person with compassion.

After all, it was a small life. Jiang Xinyue supported the sedan chair with a gloomy face: "Xi Que, Shuangjiang, go ahead to explore the way, Xiao Xuanzi...go to Changxin Palace to invite the emperor."

She couldn't take such a big plate, so it would be better to let someone who could take it share it.