Chapter 697： eccentric

The atmosphere of Yuquan Palace is not so pleasant compared to the joy of the Yan Palace.

Concubine Xian went to Kunning Palace to ask An to know that Yu Jin had returned south.

It was so boring to get up early on a cold day to please another woman, but in the end I heard such a bad news.

Until now, Concubine Xian could recall the expressions of those little bitches.

Isn't it just laughing that she didn't even know that her son was back. These little bitches, seeing the queen becoming more and more valued by the emperor, they are presumptuous in front of her, and they don’t think about it seriously. What is the use of the queen again?

A queen without a son is just an empty airs when she becomes a queen mother. The emperor's mother-in-law is the one who really speaks in the huge harem.

Although Concubine Xian was calm outside, when she heard the queen mention that King Yan was back, her face was still hot, and she resisted.

Back at Yuquan Palace, she even poured two cups of hot tea and was still angry.

Compared with those short-sighted little waves, she hates Lao Qi even more!

What did she give birth to, she ran to the south for so long, and returned with the living Dongping uncle, and went into the palace to see the emperor and the queen, but did not take a step towards Yuquan Palace!

If Yu Jin stood in front of Concubine Xian at this moment, Concubine Xian might not be able to help pouring tea on his face.

"This beast!"

The confidant mother whispered: "Don't worry about your mother, you will have a headache again."

At the mention of this, Concubine Xian's expression was distorted.

Ever since she called her illness so as to create a chance for the fourth and seventh daughter-in-law to go to Baiyun Temple to offer incense, she was really sick. After a while, she suffered from headaches from time to time. Until now, the imperial doctors could not find the root of the disease. Let alone how to diagnose and treat.

While secretly scolding the imperial doctor for waste, the concubine Xian was unavoidably shocked.

Could the Bodhisattva really know that she pretended to be sick and then blamed it?

With this kind of thinking, Concubine Xian was a little guilty for some reason, but this guilty concubine not only didn't let her take her prejudice back, she became more dissatisfied with the thought of Yu Jin and his wife.

It is strange to be satisfied if the goal has not been achieved after paying the price.

Being angry, his head suddenly hurt, as if someone was poking with an awl.

The pain came and went quickly, but it still made Concubine Xian's forehead sweat instantly and her face pale.

"Niang, do you have a headache again?" My confidant looked flustered.

Niangniang is not young anymore, there is something good or bad, they are miserable for those slaves who depend on Niangniang.

Concubine Xian waved her hand to prevent her confidant from taking the veil to wipe her sweat, and ordered: "Just say I'm sick, please come over."

The confidant hesitated.

"go with."

"Yes."

The year is not over yet, Emperor Jingming is relatively leisurely these days, especially yesterday, Yu Jin brought the uncle Dongping back safely, so that there was no old father who gave away a white-haired man to a black-haired man, and made him feel quite happy. , And then turned out the storybook, leaning on the low couch and looking leisurely.

Pan Haihai came: "The emperor, Yuquan Palace will send someone to invite."

Emperor Jingming put the notebook aside and glanced at Pan Hai.

Pan Hai bowed: "The concubine Xian is unwell--"

Emperor Jingming raised his eyelids: "Have you asked for a doctor?"

Pan Hai's head lowered: "The people who came did not say."

Emperor Jingming twisted his eyebrows.

If you are sick, please call a doctor. What's the use of running over to ask him?

But for the concubine's careful thoughts, Emperor Jing Ming gave understanding and tolerance, hesitated to turn over and stay, and said lightly: "Put the Yuquan Palace."

Although it disturbed his idleness of reading the script, after all, he was an old man who had been with him for many years, so he could go and see it.

Hearing that the emperor had arrived at Yuquan Palace, Concubine Xian immediately went to welcome him.

"Since you are unwell, what else do you have to do? Just rest." Emperor Jingming took a look at Concubine Xian and saw that her face was pale as paper and her hair was still a little wet. He did not suspect that the other party might pretend to be sick, and his tone was much milder. .

The concubine Xian was helpless and smiled, and walked in with Emperor Jingming: "It's the same problem that I had previously fallen. If my head hurts, I will die. I shouldn't have bothered the emperor to come over, but—"

Having said that, Concubine Xian fell silent.

Emperor Jingming sat down on the low couch, motioned to the concubine Xian to sit too, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Concubine Xian was sitting there, her head hanging slightly revealing her slender neck, making her look a little fragile.

Her voice was very soft, and she sighed: "Today, my concubine turned out a lot of white hair while dressing in the mirror, and it suddenly became really old. Now that the illness is gone like silk, I can’t tell which day it will be bad. , I just want to look at the emperor more."

Emperor Jingming's face sank slightly: "Don't talk nonsense for those celebrating the New Year."

Concubine Xian curled her lips, her smile faded to no color: "Concubine feels it, so it's fine."

The concubine Xian is beautiful, even when she gets older, but at this moment Emperor Jing Ming did find that the glorious woman in his impression was old.

The concubines Xian followed Emperor Jingming when the queen was still there. Concubine Xian is old, so why not Emperor Jingming?

In this way, Emperor Jingming’s tone became even more gentle: “You just want to recover from your illness. If you are too medically well-treated, change the hospital envoys and sentence them to see. Don’t think about things.”

Concubine Xian personally poured a cup of tea and offered it to Emperor Jingming, and said softly: "The concubine is not afraid of old age, but wants to see the emperor more and children more."

Emperor Jingming said casually: "Don't the fourth child come to see you often?"

The concubine Xian was silent for a moment, and said quietly: "The fourth child is filial, but it is a bit uncomfortable to think of the old seventh. The old seventh was taken out of the palace when he was young. Now, this kid and I are also born..."

Emperor Jingming's tone sank: "Lao Qi hasn't been to Yuquan Palace yet?"

Concubine Xian nodded slightly: "It is better to go to Kunning Palace to invite An to know that Lao Qi is back. Speaking of which, my mother and concubine are really boring..."

Since she didn't have any thoughts about Lao Qi at all, she was willing to knock him down into the mud, at least she couldn't have the ability to block Lao Si.

Emperor Jingming was really upset, and he hummed: "This **** boy, it's really shameful!"

I've been there with him and the queen, isn't it easy to come to Yuquan Palace? How can you not follow any rules?

"I don't want to get angry. When I turned around, I called the **** into the palace to curse."

It just happened that there was nothing to do, so if I scolded my son, I would pass the boring life.

When Emperor Jingming left Yuquan Palace, he had to tell Pan Hai Chuan King Yan to enter the palace, and he heard his servant report that King Yan asked for him.

"Let him in."

Not long after, Yu Jin walked into the Hall of Yangxin, and greeted Emperor Jingming well.

Emperor Jingming glanced at Yu Jin, his face sinking slightly: "What's the matter when entering the palace early in the morning?"

When the **** finishes talking about business, he will talk about this kid not putting his mother's concubine in his eyes.

Just listen to Yu Jin said: "There are two things when a son enters the palace. One is to visit the concubine and the concubine, and the other is—"

"Wait, what did you say?"