Qiming Hall
Pushing open the door of the hall with big red and paint stripping, a few old branches and dead trees are born between weeds.
Everyone in the palace knew that Qiming Hall was a dilapidated place - a place that belonged only to Concubine Duan.
Concubine Duanfei can't have children all the year round, and Huang Gui, the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, is a distant relative of Concubine Xihua, and has always been meticulous about Concubine Duanfei's affairs. The life of Concubine Duanfei is difficult.
Little Xia Zi looked at the rubbish of Qiming Hall, and a hint of disgust flashed across his white face.
"Who?"
There are only a few old palace maids in Qiming Hall to serve, except for Mingxiu in front of Concubine Duan, who is very lazy on weekdays.
Ming Xiu just came out of Concubine Duan's house and met Xiao Xia Zi.
"Miss Mingxiu, it's our family."
Xiaoxizi smiled kindly and looked at Mingxiu's beautiful face.
"It's Eunuch Xia, I don't know what happened to Eunuch Xia?"
Mingxiu smiles.
"It's not that the Concubine Duanfei wanted to see the wife of Duke Qi a few days ago. The Concubine Duanfei was generous and summoned the wife of Duke Qi into the palace, and is now waiting for the Concubine Duanfei in the Jasper Hall."
Xiao Xia Zi said, complimenting Concubine Xihua in his words.
Generous, saying that the queen is generous and bright will believe it, Concubine Xihua simply cannot afford the word.
Mingxiu sneered in her heart, her face was full of surprise, and she smiled:
"What my father-in-law said is that the concubine is a person who can't be more generous. If the concubine can meet her family, the concubine will definitely be grateful in her heart."
Xiaoxizi was ready to leave after explaining.
"We don't have anything to do with our family."
Ming Xiu handed over an inconspicuous delicate sachet, fawning:
"Father-in-law walk slowly."
Xiao Xia Zi took it, pinched it, and it was empty. Looking at Ming Xiu's smile, he cursed shabby, the delicate rust of the sachet was not thrown away, so he put it in the cuff and left.
Ming Xiu looked at the empty Qiming Hall around, and scolded the side ear room of Qiming Hall:
"A bunch of lazy things, if you don't clean it well, you will go to the Internal Affairs Mansion tomorrow to evacuate you."
No one answered, and the words entered the ears.
Ming Xiu's expression was hateful, and she glared at the weeds that grew out of the blue stone brick cracks. Sooner or later, when the master comes back, she will take good care of the disobedient palace people in Qiming Hall.
Turn around and go back inside.
Concubine Duanfei's face was pale. She was a bright and beautiful person who was divided equally with Concubine Xiehua, but she was hit and grew ten years older.
Concubine Duanfei raised her head and was stunned.
"Your Concubine agrees!"
I thought I wanted a few times.
Since years ago, Concubine Xihua felt that Concubine Xihua had relaxed her pressure on herself, and Concubine Duan was faintly uneasy.
"Yes, the empress can finally see the lady."
Ming Xiu was delighted and made no secret of his expectations.
Empress... The loving woman in her memory made Concubine Duan's eyes hot.
"Madam is waiting for you in the Jasper Hall."
Ming Xiu's words were in a trance.
Concubine Duanfei excitedly sat in front of the dresser and chose jewelry.
"Quick, dress up for this palace."
After dressing up, the master and servant went to Jasper Hall.
"Madam, please use tea."
The maid of Lingkun Palace took a cup of tea on the cloud.
The wife of the Duke of Qi lost her husband when she was young and lost her son the year before, and she raised a six-year-old prince under her knees. It was dusk when she was over forty years old.
"Thank you, Miss."
The fragrance of tea is lingering, and the skill of making tea with Shiyun's own hand has never been praised.
The wife of the Duke of Qi smiled lightly and drank a cup of tea, which was mellow.
She likes wine more than tea.
"Good tea-"
Perfunctory spit out two words of simple praise.
"I wonder when Concubine Duan will come?"
The wife of the Duke of Qi rarely saw her daughter. As a rule, the concubines saw their family from a distance when they worshipped on the first day of the new year, but the concubine was often ill and did not appear at such banquets.