On this day, the Yongshou Palace was like flowers. This unexpected surprise was enough to lift the sadness that the little emperor could not live.

After everyone stepped back, Wanxi sat in front of the makeup box and took off the hairpin, but there was not much joy on her face.

Yu Rui and Yu Chan served Wan Xi together. Yu Rui saw Wan Xi's expression and sighed, "The Queen is unhappy today."

Wanxi lowered her head lightly, "This year, it was said that Concubine Yu would be promoted to the Imperial Concubine, and the queen was most careful about Concubine Yu and Yongqi. But now, I was suddenly promoted to the Imperial Concubine, and the person she wanted to be guarded in her heart was naturally replaced by me."

"This imperial concubine's position is different from the previous one. I am already in the imperial concubine's position, and her new and old hatreds towards me have come back to my heart."

"She will follow her whatever she likes. Are we still afraid that she will not succeed?" Yu Rui sneered slightly.

Yuchan also said, "Today... the most pitiful person is Concubine Yu. The master of the title of Concubine was above her, so she had to come and congratulate her in person; but she was so embarrassed that she wanted to hide in public that she felt uncomfortable when she saw her."

Wanxi raised her eyes and looked at her face in the makeup mirror.

"This year, I was originally 'decided' to be promoted to the imperial concubine. Outsiders think so, and she also thinks so. But now she not only failed to promote the throne, but even because of my promotion, she even gave up the imperial concubine no more vacant, and she lost her thoughts of promotion... Her despair, loss, and even annoyance can be imagined."

Yu Rui decorated Wanxi's jewelry and turned around and chuckled, "I would be grateful to her and the fifth prince in the palace now. If she hadn't been so popular this year, the queen wouldn't have thought of her master's promotion to the imperial concubine until now. If the fifth prince hadn't been in front, the queen might have started to plot against our fourteenth prince!"

Wanxi lowered her head gently, "Yes, if Yongqi had not been famous for her, I would be promoted to the imperial concubine now, and Xiaolu'er would immediately return to the thorn in the side of the queen."

Yu Rui smiled softly, "As far as I see, the queen doesn't care about our 14th prince at this moment. Although the master has been promoted to the imperial concubine, the 14th prince is still young after all, but the fifth prince is now twenty, and the threat to the 12th prince is the greatest."

"What's more, although Yingyuan and the eldest son of the fifth prince died, the one in the belly of Hu's concubine, is about to give birth... The queen is afraid that she will still be more worried about the fifth prince."

Wanxi nodded and reached out and gently pinched Yurui's hand, "I am so glad that I am very glad that I am now."

Yu Rui narrowed Wanxi's eyes and suddenly smiled, "Only the more lively the Fifth Prince's office is, the less the queen's master can be confused and think about our fourteenth Prince."

Wanxi nodded.

Yu Rui bowed and bowed, "Master, please feel free, leave this matter to the slave."

Wanxi hurriedly reached out and pulled Yu Rui, "...Don't make things difficult for Princess Yingyuan. She just lost her child after all."

Yu Rui shook her head with a smile, "Don't be embarrassed. Since she joined the imperial family, she should understand the foundation of her life in this palace from the first day. She should know what she should do and what she shouldn't do now."

It was cold and the ground was frozen. Wanxi washed up and went into the bed.

It was already late at night, and the emperor came in with a curtain.

He raised his eyes and looked at the curtain that was already hung on. He smiled in his long eyes as he was drunk. He swung leisurely and said deliberately: "I went to see the three of them first, and finally came to you. I deliberately came a little late, are you anxious?"

"Why are you anxious? The Yangxin Palace is so close. If I don't come, it's not difficult for me to come to the door." Wanxi tilted her head and glanced at him at the pride of looking at the curtains, and then snorted softly, "There are many people coming to the slave palace today, and there are all gifts. Where can I get like the emperor? I will give you a gift once and I will give you a curtain?"

The newly hung curtain on this door was secretly rewarded by the emperor today.

The emperor's reward to Wanxi is always the most strange thing in the records of the Interior Affairs Office and the Yangxin Hall. Whether it is the birthday or the enthronement, others receive the reward, how much silver should be rewarded and what items they reward are recorded clearly; only what is rewarded to her is often the only two simple words "appreciation" in the file.

As for what items were given and how many items were given, I don’t remember them at all.

No one could find out clearly, so he couldn't ask the emperor directly; Wanxi understood that this was the emperor's private favor and did not let outsiders know, but she said that the items given by the emperor were all "shameful".

For example, the emperor gave a reward from the imperial concubine of the Qing Dynasty, and the emperor actually gave him a curtain.

——This is not solemn, right? What's more, the curtain is still very red, and the size is not hung on the outside door, but can only be hung on the partition door of the small warm cabinet inside.

Although Gao Yuncong was smart, he made up a temporary verbal lottery when he came to deliver it, saying that it was called "happy and full of joy"; however, the curtain hanging in the inner room was really "shameful" when used in this imperial seal.

What's more, the method of making this door curtain is a bit special - it is not just a simple layer of door curtain, but a phoenix bird embroidered on the big red trunk satin, and three layers of cover are particularly wide and narrow on the curtain lintel.

The first layer of cover embroidered heaven and earth, the second layer of cover embroidered hundreds of sects pictures... Nine-colored ears hang down under both covers.

This is not over yet. There is a colorful "door pressing strip" hanging from the left back of the curtain. The upper end of the colorful ribbon is filled with lotus boys with carved and embroidered embroidered...

The materials used in the entire door curtain are thick and dense warehouse satin that was tributed by Jiangnan weaving, but these colorful embroidery are even more exquisite Su embroidery. The entire door curtain and the cover are full of embroidery. The amount of embroidery alone cannot be made in a few months.

Wanxi felt a little ashamed of using so many weavers and embroiders just to make such a door curtain.

Wanxi pouted, "Even the door curtains used in the palace, to protect the wind and cold in winter, the emperor has always said that we should follow the rules of our ancestors starting businesses outside the pass, and we should be simple. Even if we use flower satin, it is enough to use only plain dark flowers, and no additional embroidery is allowed."

"But the emperor gave the slave not only a big red color, but also a colorful embroidery, and also a gold and silver thread embroidery, and a full embroidery... It's really a bit wasteful."

The secret inside is something outsiders don't know. Because Wanxi's brother Dexin was the official in charge of the Satin Library of the Ministry of Internal Affairs at this time, he had already handed in the curtain with the words in it. Just saying that the curtain alone, the amount of silver costs is no less than a dragon robe.

Wanxi accompanied the emperor to the south of Jiangnan to weaving, so she remembers the bottom of one of the dragon robes, which records a "goose yellow satin fine embroidered five-colored cloud and water full-ocean golden dragon robe". It requires 608 embroiderer's work, 285 embroiderer's work, and 26 painters' work... Each work, the total silver of the material is 392 taels and 22 cents and 9 cents.

If the work of a door curtain is equivalent to a dragon robe, it will cost about 300 taels of silver. This is the silver for a concubine's position in one year!

Even the annual money of the imperial concubine is doubled compared to the concubine's position, which is 600 taels a year. That is only enough to buy two curtains...

The emperor took off his boots and sat cross-legged onto the kang, glanced at Wanxi, and snorted.

"What's wrong? This curtain is not only for you. When I came, didn't I see this curtain first? Could it be that my hand was raised and holding this curtain?"

"Then I have to choose a good-looking one. I will look good first when I look at it, so that I can feel excited. Besides, if I touch my hands, it will naturally be higher than the regulations of the harem and have to follow the rules of 'use'."

Wanxi stared at the emperor, but she was speechless. She could only laugh and shook her head, "I'm choking again!"

The emperor stretched out his hands and deliberately reached under Wanxi's armpit.

"Where is it choking? Then tell me, it seems like I'm wrong?"

Wanxi hurriedly dodged, "Master! That's right, that's right, why bother!"

The emperor relied on his long arms, and now he was able to do it. He proudly raised his long eyebrows, "Who has tickled you? I'm finding a warm place to help you."

Wanxi was busy dodging, but was laughed so hard that she was itchy, and her cheeks were already red.

The emperor was so excited that he couldn't help but come forward, his voice was hoarse, "Don't move... If you move, you'll itch yourself, but no wonder you."

His hands were pressed against Wan Xi's armpits, and his lips had fallen.

Wanxi was afraid of itchyness and had to obediently not move. Under his lips, his whole body was softened unconsciously.

It was like a melted milk lump in a hot pot. It gradually became so limp that it became unspeakable, but it ripped in his breath... The fragrance was hot and soft, making his heart itchy.

As my ears and my hands were rubbing against each other, the air gradually became hotter.

The emperor gritted his teeth and calculated the days, "...two months, huh?"

Wanxi leaned in his arms and gasped, "My master, no. At least I have to endure it for another month."

Especially this time, I lost my child, and it may take a little longer to recover from my body.

The emperor was moved for a moment and couldn't suppress himself, so he reached down...

Wanxi exclaimed, "Master! Really, it's really not possible for the time being."

The emperor laughed hoarsely, "Don't be afraid. I just want to touch it-the small curtain."

Wanxi's body suddenly tightened and she couldn't breathe anymore.

The emperor smiled silently and pressed it to Wanxi's ear, "I love to give you the curtain... I ask you to see if it's just like the one I give you, it's just as red as I give you..."

The room is so beautiful, like a first marriage.

The night was dark and the two were lying side by side.

Although the emperor teased him for a while, he couldn't enjoy himself and his body was still a little hot.

Wanxi was afraid that the emperor would be dry, so she got up and brought in a basin of water, sat on the charcoal basin, and added some water vapor to the warmer pavilion.

Her busyness, her sweat and water vapor made the emperor feel moved again and sucked with her lips.

The two of them were busy until the sky was vaguely clear, and Wanxi begged for mercy.

The emperor lay down with a muffled groan and bit her ear gently, "What kind of gull have you put on your master? Well? I know I can't touch you now, but I can't help it."

Isn’t Wanxi also moved? She couldn’t help but deliberately bite the emperor’s heart, “…What about me? What about me? Is there another gull on my slave? I’ve never had any spare time in the past few years.”

The emperor laughed and hugged Wanxi tightly in his arms, "...I just want to, what should I do?"

After the Western wall clock rang three times, the emperor was about to get up after another little. Wanxi then raised her hand to cover the emperor's eyes, and then simply covered the emperor's eyes with her own forehead and told him to sleep for a while.

But she still couldn't help but be naughty, and dragged the blindfolded emperor over and kissed him.

The emperor is so hungry again... he doesn't want to sleep anymore.

The Western bell rang everywhere, and it was time for the emperor to get up.

The emperor was so lazy that he didn't want to move. He hugged Wanxi and pressed it tightly inside.

Wanxi laughed softly, "Go and do your business. Later, I will get up and stew the soup for me to make up for it."

The emperor smiled in annoyance, "Bah, I still have to repair it?! I have no place to use it. If I repair it again, I will not be rippling!"

Wanxi's face turned redder.

The emperor sat up with satisfaction and reached out to pinch the tip of her nose, "... It's not a bad thing if the imperial concubine is not a imperial concubine; what I really want to see is that you smiled again because of this."

In the past two months, although Wanxi deliberately did not talk about the lost child in front of the emperor. She also laughed, but she was just forcing her to smile, so how could she hide it from him?

What should she be happy and how to find her former smile is the most wish he wants to realize in the past two months.

Wanxi bowed her head shyly, "I thanked you for your kindness."

The emperor pinched her cheek again, "Bah, don't talk nonsense! The grace I want to give you is not this... The grace I want to give you, you understand."

Wanxi is really embarrassed.

Are you sucking it? What I said tonight is really bad.

She really wanted to remind her: Master, I am fifty years old... Is this appropriate?
To be continued...