private pet cute concubine

Chapter 304: Love

Jun Yusul was very happy and said with a smile, "Why give me lanterns? It's good to promise me."

"Ah!" Shangguan Wanxuan suddenly felt that her body was light, and she was picked up by Jun Yu. The dark purple woven gold brocade on the wide couch was also involved and slid down. She piled up on the ground with a crescent-shaped pattern twisted into a graceful pattern, like a cloud of smoke and fog piled up at the foot of the bed.

"Wan'er, hold me tighter..." Before Jun Yu finished her words, Shangguan Wanxuan blushed with shame.

Jun Yusultang stepped out with a pile of brocade satin, and the palace man bowed his head and knelt on the ground. Shangguan Wanying was a little embarrassed and struggled slightly. Junyu couldn't help shaking her body a few times, and Shangguan Wanying had to hold her tighter. Who knew that it made Junyusultan very interested and simply held her around in the hall. The two of them laughed clearly and drifted out like waves into the water...

The craftsman's hall tied up a lantern shelf and sent it. The knives and bamboo baskets are dangerous. Naturally, you can't let the imperial concubine do it. The so-called emperor wants to tie the lanterns by himself, which is just drawing paper. Even so, it was quite cumbersome. The little maids were responsible for laying lamps and paper, and the little eunuchs specially boiled paste, carefully checked for bamboo thorns, and washed them several times to dry.

The six-foot-long black lacquer carved case of sandalwood, on which there are jade paperweights, ancient wooden pen barrels, fragrant and precious ink, beauty flowers and other things in the study. On the side, a white jade carved Pisces is very delicately washed. The upper body's seed white jade is warm and moist, and the lower body is naturally connected with black stone jade as the base, which is just right. It is decorated with snow lotus patterns along the mouth, and the whole body is decorated with colorful branches and patterns. The two ink-colored fish at the bottom are lifelike, and the water is clear and slightly rippled, setting off the fish as if swimming with the waves in the water.

"Why, have you been watching this washing, are you reluctant to use it?" Junyu sat next to him and looked at Shangguan Wan with a smile and said, "No matter how beautiful the washing is, it is just used to wash ink. Later, I will send another ten hundred, as long as you like it."

"Your Majesty is so verbaty. It seems that my concubine hasn't even seen a good wash. Just you, please study the ink carefully." Shangguan Wanxuan put the jade tube wolf on the pen holder, and thought that the amber lapis lazuli on his wrist was in the way. He pulled it down and put it next to him. "My concubine is interesting to see the washed fish. If the ink goes down, it must be dark and can't be seen clearly."

Jun Yu smiled and said, "If you like to watch it, then change another one."

Shangguan Wanqi shook her head with a smile and said, "It's ridiculous that the person who washes with water must think that his craftsmanship is wonderful, but he doesn't know that washing the Central Plain is a thing to wash ink. How can there be no water that doesn't use? In this way, he is also a stupid person, but it is a waste of wonderful craftsmanship.

Jun Yusul stopped the gold ink stick in his hand and laughed loudly, "If Wan'er's words are to be heard by the craftsman, won't he faint with anger? There are as many stupid people in the world, so let's tie lanterns.

He said that he dipped the ink with the ink stick and dripped it a few times. "You can try the ink first to see if it is thick and light?"

Shangguan Wanyan quickly drew the lamp paper, an extremely simple picture of two ducks playing in the water. Two playful green ducks, one big and one small, one deep and one shallow, and the water grass in the shallow waves are green and sparse. The two green ducks played side by side, and their posture in the water was quite impressive, and only a few strokes floated on the paper. According to the old custom, two ducks playing in the water means that lovers are intimate.

Jun Yu looked at it for a long time, and the light flashed in his eyes, "Wan'er, did you draw a double duck?"

"Hmm?" Shangguan Wan stopped his hand and his mind was erratic. The past was like a stream, but he only smiled faintly and said, "The emperor asked strangely, isn't it two ducks? Could it be that the concubine didn't draw well, and the emperor didn't recognize the two green ducks?

"Okay, that's good." Junyu's eyes were happy. She gently hugged Shangguan Wanyan in her arms, held the jade pen in her hand and wrote four words in one stroke - no doubt about love!

Is there any doubt about love? Shangguan Wan looked at the inscription on the painting and smiled sadly.

The winter sun is warm and bright, and the snow has reflected the imperial city more clearly. Occasionally, the snow falls on the dead branches, making a "clap" sound, mixed with the sound of broken branches and the cry of birds. Such a leisurely time seems to be short and long, quietly slips away in the sound of copper dripping water...

"Mother, why did you let the emperor add a position to Shen Guiren? If she treats you like she has always done, it's okay if you don't pursue her, how can you still interced for her?

Shuanghuan's face was quite puzzled and sighed, "Besides, now the emperor has personally promised to make her Shen concubine. She has the biggest temper in the harem. She has finally been quiet for half a year, and she will definitely make her jump again.

Shangguan Wanyan played with the double duck lanterns and thought about the words that Jun Yusul explained to herself that day. It turns out that Shen Rongrong is now a pawn arranged by Jun Yu in the harem. The previous scene in Mei Garden was also misunderstood by himself because Shen Rongrong had something to come to the emperor.

She was inconvenient to tell the inside story to the maid, but said lightly, "You forgot that she is the emperor's cousin. Even if she is arrogant, will the emperor not see her for the rest of his life? Listening to the emperor's words, the Empress seems to have said this a long time ago, and I won't say it too much again.

When Shuanghuan heard the words, she handed over the new tea and said, "That's what the Empress said. In fact, although Shen Guiren has a bad temper, he is still a person who speaks and acts clearly, which is better than making trip behind his back."

Oh, think about it day after day, the struggle is endless. What year and month is the end? How much strength do you need to support to continue? Shangguan Wan held tea to warm her hands, as if she was tired, lazy and weak, and muttering to herself.

"Yes, you think Shen Rongrong has been in the East Palace for many years, not only a relative of the emperor's biological mother's family, but also served the emperor for many years. How can the emperor be completely ruthless to her? Even if we don't flatter her now, a year after the emperor enters the Zichen Hall next year, and it's time for the draft, how can the emperor look at Shen Guiren as a nobleman and ignore it? In this case, it's better to push the boat along the water and have to have personal face. Besides, now we are getting resentment, and we have to be careful about everything.

When Shuanghuan heard the words, he looked at Shangguan Wan's face and hesitated, "However, the emperor is to the Empress..."

"You all think that the emperor's treatment of this palace is a little different, don't you?" Shangguan Wan took a cup of tea and moistened her throat, and then smiled, "Your kindness is trembling. The emperor is not a 17- or 18-year-old teenager. Compared with the Jiangshan Yonggu of the Great Jin Xu Dynasty, what are other people and things? What's more..." I can't say anything. After several encounters between life and death, I can't be as happy as my young daughter.

There is always infinite grace now. After all, the past and the entanglement behind each other are still covered with a cloud.

Three days later, it was the day of the funeral nine days after the death of the Empress Dowager. On this day, all the concubines in the harem, all the officials and wives in Beijing, as well as the relatives of the emperor, had to wear filial piety, crying and walking to mourn for the empress dowager to Liangshan Imperial Mausoleum located 30 miles away from the suburbs of the capital.

As royal daughters-in-law, Zichu and Shangguan Wanyan are naturally not exempt from vulgarity. However, because both of them were pregnant and based on the principle of giving priority to their children, they specially allocated two palace cars to walk. Zichu sat in the palace car and remembered the Empress Dowager's tolerance and kindness to herself, and tears couldn't stop flowing down.

Along the way, the crying of the people on both sides became louder and louder. Later, it gradually became noisy. Zichu quietly lifted the curtain and saw that when he got up, there were more and more people on both sides of the team who came to kneel down to see the Empress Dowager. She sighed in her heart and said, after all, love still made the empress dowager more charming. Looking at these ordinary people, they spontaneously came out to mourn in the cold weather. In this way, even if the empress dowager's life was more bumpy, it was worth it!

The palace car is particularly conspicuous in the crowd. Originally, this was a great hardship for these delicate noble dignitaries. But along the way, no one was heard complaining.

After half a day, I finally came to Liangshan Imperial Mausoleum. Jun Yuchen came to help Zichu get out of the car. The two were not far from the carriage, and Zichu felt a chill in their necks.

It turned out to be snowing. I don't know when the sky began to snow heavily!

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, as if it wants to cover all the slang and unbearable things in the world. In less than half an hour, before the ceremonial officials finished reading the sacrificial documents, they were too cold to bear and began to take turns.

The emperor specially ordered Jun Yuchen to help his son to warm himself in the palace car for the first time. Zichu sat in the car and looked sideways and watched the towering peaks in the distance quietly dyed white. Attracted by the atmospheric silver weather, he stood in front of the window with his hands and looked far away. He saw the fluffy flowers gradually grow, like fluff flying around, and the plain white color fell all over the world, covering the huge capital. The flying snow is getting bigger and bigger.

The snowflakes have a beautiful six-edging shape, but they can't stand the smoke of the stove on the window. They melt into crystal snow water little by little. The new autumn soft smoke window screen is drawn with deeper traces, winding and twisting, like a new painting sprinkled randomly on the window screen.

As the bell of the Empress Dowager's entry into the earth was ringing dullly, Zichu closed his eyes a little tiredly, and two lines of tears quietly slid down. It turns out that no matter how the world changes, no matter how the dynasties change, the laws of nature remain unchanged. In the world, the life, old age, illness, death, joy and sorrow of all sentient beings are insignificant in the eternal world.

After the funeral of the Empress Dowager, the harem and the previous dynasty fell into a kind of dullness with the arrival of the Laba Festival.

Ten days later, Jiang Jiantao, Shangguan Yuanji, and Ye Heminglu finally arrived in the capital. The emperor had already sent people to wait at the gate, and as soon as the people arrived, he immediately invited them all into the palace.

Zichu and Jun Yuchen have not been idle these days. In addition to visiting his uncle, cousin and other relatives at the beginning of his son, Jun Yuchen naturally has to visit the two great gods from time to time, the emperor and Empress Dowager Nalan.