Chapter 6 Confession

Hongxi knelt on the ground, not daring to make a sound.

After a moment of silence, she suddenly laughed: "Isn't Jiang Baolin from the side hall Zhen Ronghua's elder sister? How can I not congratulate my younger sister on her promotion?"

After the emperor's award, all the palaces sent gifts, even the empress and Li Guifei sent generous gifts.

Among Li Guifei's gifts, there was also a pot of Epiphyllum.

Xi Que and Shuangjiang secretly looked at their queen's face, and seeing that she was not unhappy, they dared to carefully pick up the pot and prepare to throw it into the storehouse.

This Li Guifei is too annoying. She actually used flowers to satirize that their queen's favor was like a flash in the pan and was not worth taking to heart.

Jiang Xinyue held back the frost: "It's a pity to put such a beautiful flower away."

She pointed to the sunny window: "Put it there! If it blooms at night, I can appreciate the flowers with the emperor, which is also a good thing."

She never compared herself to flowers, so she didn't take anyone who used flowers to satirize her.

People are people, how can they be compared to dead things?

Yangxin Palace——

"You mean... Concubine Li Guifei gave Zhen Ronghua a pot of Epiphyllum?"

Wang Dequan nodded: "It was sent directly from the Sizhen Room. This year, the flower farmers in the Sizhen Room have just cultivated a new variety named Youtan. It is said that it only blooms for one hour at night."

Precious, but too short-lived.

Emperor Xuanwu was reviewing memorials, and he drew a big cross on the memorial with his vermilion pen: "Then you should send all the Epiphyllums in the Sizhen Room to the Xihe Palace. One Epiphyllum is not enough. Only a room full of Epiphyllums in full bloom will be worthy of my Zhen Ronghua."

Even if it is a fleeting beauty, a sea of ​​Epiphyllums can be a magnificent scene that can remain in people's hearts forever.

After hearing this, Empress Zhu laughed again.

The emperor treated Zhen Ronghua as a plaything. I wonder if Zhen Ronghua can bear such pampering?

If you really love someone, you will protect that person well. Instead of making her a target and making her the object of everyone's jealousy.

Zhen Ronghua, not a big deal.

Jiang Xinyue, who had been with the emperor for two days with almost no makeup on, was dressed brightly tonight and radiant.

She wore a long cheongsam with a four-color pink base and a gauze outer layer as thin as a cicada's wing, and a pair of flower-pot shoes in the same color as the clothes. She was graceful and elegant.

Her hair was combed into a bun, with a bright round flower with kingfisher feather craftsmanship on the tip, and a colorful tassel hanging on one side.

This look amazed Jiang Yutong, who came over after hearing the news, and was speechless.

She always knew that Jiang Xinyue was beautiful, but she had never seen her dressed up: "You...you..."

"Sister, what do you want to do by coming to my place?"

Jiang Xinyue, who was lying on the kang, glanced at her: "If there is nothing, go back quickly, the emperor will be here soon."

"Have you forgotten what your father said before you entered the palace?"

Jiang Yutong glared at her: "You are just a concubine's daughter. You are my foil at home. Don't think that you will be different after entering the palace and getting some favor."

The palace lights outside the house swayed three or two, making the shadows more conspicuous. Jiang Yutong, who had her back to the door, naturally did not see them.

Jiang Xinyue would not let go of the opportunity to clear herself, she sat up from the kang and shed two pearl tears: "Since I entered the palace, I have always remembered my father's teachings. When I first gained the emperor's favor, it was you who said that I had to give the emperor to you, so I deliberately angered the noble concubine and gave you the opportunity to show your love for me and let the emperor look at you with new eyes. But not only did you not protect me, you also added insult to injury. Now that I have unexpectedly gained the emperor's favor again, what else do you want me to do?"

"You can use the same trick again. This time I will certainly not ignore you again."

Jiang Yutong grabbed her arm anxiously: "Xinyue, I'm tired of being unfavored in this palace. Everyone can bully me. Help me one last time. As long as I can get the emperor's favor, I will repay you, okay?"

"No! From now on, I will never push the emperor out again."

"Why?"

Jiang Yutong pushed and pulled Jiang Xinyue to the ground. Her crazy behavior scared Xi Que and Shuang Jiang to protect their master.

The question was raised, but no one answered.

Through the half-closed window, I saw Zhen Ronghua sitting on the ground. Her hair, which was originally neatly combed, fell a few strands by her ears. The tears in her eyes added three points of weakness and seven points of pity to her beauty. She

was like a pear blossom with rain, and she was very charming.

She bit her lip, but her eyes were firm and stubborn as she looked at Jiang Baolin.

After a while, Jiang Baolin burst into laughter: "You idiot, you fell in love with the emperor, you are sincere. Jiang Xinyue, do you know that the harem cannot accommodate a woman who is attracted to the emperor? You are really hopeless."

Zhen Ronghua's lips were almost bleeding from biting, and she said with a trembling voice: "I am the one who moved my heart, and I am the one who hit the south wall. Even if I fail in the end, I will never blame anyone. Once you have loved, you will have no regrets."

"So you don't want to help me?"

There was another silence, and Jiang Baolin suddenly raised his hand and slapped her.

"Pah!"

The sound of the slap echoed throughout the Xihe Hall, but Jiang Xinyue didn't feel any pain on her face.

She trembled her eyes and opened them in fear, only to see a handsome face approaching, helping her up from the ground and hugging her in his arms with heartache.

And who else could it be if it wasn't Jiang Yutong who was slapped and turned dizzy?

"Emperor... Emperor?"

The shock and emotion in Jiang Xinyue's eyes were beyond words: "When... When did you come?"

Her panic and her helplessness proved that she had deeply hidden her love for Emperor Xuanwu in her heart, fearing that he would find out.

"When I just came, I saw Jiang Baolin attacking you in violation of his superiors."

The beauty in his arms was obviously relieved, glad that her confession was not heard.

She hid in the emperor's arms and said in a hushed voice: "Your Majesty, you arrived in time. I am not injured. Let my sister go back! I don't want to see her."

Emperor Xuanwu's eyes revealed a bit of anger: "Jiang Baolin was disrespectful in front of the emperor. She will be demoted to a concubine and moved to the cold palace."

"Your Majesty, spare my life! Your Majesty, spare my life! Sister, save me... Sister, save me!"

The eunuch who pulled Jiang Cainv out blocked her mouth, and Xihe Hall returned to peace.

Zhen Ronghua held Emperor Xuanwu's dragon robe with her little hands, sobbing with lingering fear: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, don't be angry..."

It turned out that she was worried that he would be angry, and the little fool would not take the opportunity to complain.

"I am not angry, my beloved concubine, please don't cry anymore."

The emperor wiped the tears from her face with his fingers: "I let you be Zhen Ronghua so that you have the capital to fight against others. Little Baolin can bully you, what can I say about you?"