Chapter 6 Concubine Fighting for Favor (Added Update)

Before dinner that day, someone came to Wu Wanqing's place and said that Wu Wanqing was not feeling well and asked His Royal Highness to go there. Xiao Yuanqi had already received the news. Knowing that Wu Wanqing was playing, he still went to Fengyin Pavilion after thinking for a moment.

As soon as he walked to the garden in the north corner of the East Palace, he saw a figure shaking from afar. Looking at the man's deeds, Xiao Yuanqi sneered.

Sure enough, as soon as I walked to the door of Fengyin Pavilion, I saw Wu Wanqing coming out. Xiao Yuanqi's eyes tightened, but his face stopped as if nothing had happened, waiting for Wu Wanqing to come to him, and then said calmly, "Isn't it that you are not a good body? Why did you come out to welcome him?"

I don't know whether Wu Wanqing didn't have this thought in her mind or pretended not to understand. Xiao Yuanqi's words were clearly in a reproachable and sarcastic tone, but she did not respond at all.

"Your Highness hasn't come to me for days. My concubine was so stuffy that she invited Her Royal Highness over. My concubine knows that Your Highness has been very busy recently, so I specially made a few dishes today. Your Highness will stay here to use some. Wu Wanqing's face was full of coquettishness and said coquettishly.

Xiao Yuanqi gently tapped his head and took a bigger step under his feet. Wu Wanqing got his acceptance. She was very happy and trotted behind him.

There are five-colored color plates on the Nanmu table in the room, with a bird's nest in the middle. The light red color of the soup looks particularly attractive. Wu Wanqing saw that Xiao Yuanqi was satisfied with the dishes and secretly winks at the maid of honor behind her. The maid of honor came out of the room for a long time, holding a plate of light yellow pastries in her hand, followed by an elegant fragrance.

"What is this?"

Seeing Xiao Yuanqi's question, the maid knelt down and held the plate in her hand high. Wu Wanqing took it and held it in front of Xiao Yuanqi and replied, "This is made by the osmanthus that my concubine picked herself a few days ago. There are also dried golden orange peels in it, which can make people feel full of fragrance."

While listening, Xiao Yuanqi picked up a piece and fed it to Wu Wanqing's mouth. Wu Wanqing was first shocked, then happy, opened her red lips shyly and took a bite. Xiao Yuanqi raised her chin and leaned forward. Her lips and tongue were entangled. Wu Wanqing gasped. When she was released, most of the clothes between her necks had been opened. The looming circle fluctuates with the rhythm of breathing.

When the palace people saw this, they went out of the house one after another.

It took more than an hour before the maids of honor went into the room. After a lot of consumption, Xiao Yuanqi had a comfortable meal. Wu Wanqing took the opportunity to mention: "Your Highness, are you tired? How about I get you water and bathe?"

Xiao Yuanqi half opened one eye, glanced at her and got up from the chair.

"Your Highness?"

A cold face made Wu Wanqing's heart beat. She didn't know if she had done something wrong. Seeing that Xiao Yuanqi was about to walk out of the Wind Sound Pavilion, he shouted with a little grievance.

"I have to go to the princess's place, so I won't stay with you for the night. You're not in good health. Go to bed early."

Watching Xiao Yuanqi leave, Wu Wanqing's heart was like being bitten by a cat, and the scars were clearly visible and deep into the bone. She walked back slowly, and her warm heart became hotter because of her anger.

Shen Sirong, who was already lying on the bed and sleeping in a daze, was woken up by An's voice. Looking back, he saw Xiao Yuanqi changing clothes.

"Why is Your Highness coming here now? Didn't you stay in the Fengyin Pavilion?" Shen Sirong did not interfere with his eyes, but was really unexpected.

Xiao Yuanqi hummed softly: "What, does this mean that the crown princess cares?" Knowing that Xiao Yuanqi was joking, Shen Sirong was still terriffled by what he said. She had to turn over and stop looking at him.

The moonlight is thick. The palace was very quiet, and only intermittent footsteps echoed in the empty wind.

"Please drink medicine."

Wu Wanqing looked sideways and saw that the old lady of Fengyin Pavilion was approaching with a bowl of medicine. Her hands tightened desperately, and the black ** in the bowl was poison.

The cheeks had been twitching, and the Mother turned a blind eye and pushed the medicine in front of her again. Wu Wanqing closed her eyes and got up, swallowed her breath, and drank it all in one gulp. The Mami looked at the bottom of the empty bowl and left the inner room with satisfaction. After confirming that there was no one around, Wu Wanqing held a vase at the foot of the table and vomited inside.

This is the rule in the palace. They are just concubines and are not qualified to give birth to the emperor's eldest grandson. Changli has a very serious concept of direct bloodline, so they have to take contraceptives after they go to bed.

"Master, are you all right?" A maid came out of the door and went to help Wu Wanqing.

Wu Wanqing half knelt down and asked anxiously, "How's it going?"

"Your Highness, he..."

"say." Wu Wanqing was able to get the answer from the maid's face, but she still refused to accept it.

"Your Highness did go to the Moon Hall."

Wu Wanqing stood firmly with external force, and her face was very stiff... Does he care so much about Shen Sirong? Well, don't blame her.

And Xiao Yuanqi's continuous stay in the Moon Hall also made Shen Sirong's life much better. However, to her surprise, Liu Ran has come to the Moon Hall more frequently recently, and he has come with something.

"Mother, this is the cloth and some rare color silk threads assigned to the East Palace a few days ago. My concubine heard that the Empress is a good female worker, so she received some today." Liu Ran handed something to Hanxiang and sat humbly at one-third of the chair.

Shen Sirong took it over and took a closer look. It was indeed a good thing. She smiled at Liu Ran and said, "My sister remembers it."

Liu Ran covered her mouth and smiled, "The Empress is joking, but these things are rare. When she has nothing to do, she can make some embroidery and take them with her with her."

Shen Sirong could not deny her words, and the hall was quiet.

"Well, I don't know how the wound on my sister's forehead is?" Shen Sirong suddenly remembered something and looked at the wound on Liu Ran's forehead.

One day, Liu Ran came to ask, with gauze on his forehead, but there were still a few blood stains. Shen Sirong asked, but Liu Ran looked around him. Later, the little maid beside Liu Ran couldn't hide her words and told her.

Liu Ran couldn't help reaching out and touching his forehead: "I'm worried about you. It's almost done." Shen Sirong has been carefully measuring her behavior, and there is indeed no flaw...

"That's good, wet nurse." Shen Sirong asked the wet nurse to give Liu Ran a bottle of plaster that had been prepared for a long time: "This plaster was rewarded by Your Highness. It is said that it will not leave scars after using it. You can take it back to treat the wound and leave a mark."

When Liu Ran heard the words, his eyes were saturated and wet, as if he was going to drip water, and said, "Thank you, Madam."