This palace comes back in this life, only to be Nian Shilan

Chapter 393: Heavenly Tiger, Card Zhang Hu 6

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Night, Yiku Palace.

As the summer heat grew stronger, the Ministry of Internal Affairs had already prepared enough ice for the Yiku Palace.

The first batch of watermelons presented as tribute this year is now placed cool and refreshingly in Concubine Hua's bedroom.

While eating watermelon, Concubine Hua was flipping through the notebook written by Concubine Xin.

Xin Changzai's latest masterpiece is a farming novel about a young lady from a farming family who travels through time, turns over a new leaf, and lives a loving life with her young husband. It doesn't seem interesting at first, but the more you read, the more interesting it becomes. The young lady overcomes all obstacles and becomes the richest person in the dynasty, and her ex-husband regrets it so much that he cries.

I have to say that the most vivid character written by Xin Changzai is this ex-husband. The way he misses his ex-wife affectionately is most like that guy.

As expected, art comes from life and is higher than life.

Given Xin Chang's level of mastery, if she were a man and wrote poems or lyrics, who would be able to tell who she was alluding to?

Concubine Hua has been living an especially happy life recently. Ever since the Yanx Palace took the first place on the harem's honor list, she, as the second, no longer needs to open the palace door and put on a proud face to greet people.

Being the first in the harem is really tiring and very expensive.

"My Lady, I heard from Baoque that her mistress has been looking at people with a squinting eye when she sleeps with him recently."

Songzhi received a handkerchief from her good sister Baoque today. It was embroidered by her mistress herself. Ahem, it's not good for her to do something for her mistress.

Concubine Hua's mind was still immersed in Concubine Xin's words. When she heard Songzhi's words, she looked up blankly and looked at her with watery eyes filled with smiles: "Then please ask Doctor Wei to go and check Concubine An's eye disease."

Songzhi: ...

"Your Majesty, ever since Lady An was promoted to a noble lady, the Emperor has been flipping through Lady An's cards recently." Songzhi continued.

"Well... isn't it good? This is all the result of my support for her." Concubine Hua put a piece of watermelon in her mouth, and the juice overflowed.

Songzhi: ...

"Madam, Shopkeeper Sun said that the perfume shop and embroidery workshop haven't released any new products in a long time."

"Then just sell the old ones and make those wealthy ladies in the capital wait a little longer. What did Lady An say this was before? Oh, hunger marketing."

Songzhi: Baoque, I tried my best. You don’t know how difficult it is to wake up a master who is pretending to be awake.

A few days ago, Concubine Hua bullied An Lingrong in the Imperial Garden, paving the way for An Lingrong to be promoted.

Hua Fei was promoted to noble concubine, and she was already the most powerful one in the harem. In the previous dynasty, Nian Gengyao was having a hot affair with the Tenth Prince. No matter what Nian Gengyao said, the emperor would just keep saying yes.

Concubine Hua had no other choice. Even if An Lingrong didn't want to, she had to push her to the top to take the limelight.

How does the saying go? Walk in someone else's footsteps and let others follow in your footsteps.

In this harem, if someone is to be chosen to share the favor, the queen must do it.

Concubine Hua's aggressive and aggressive attack on An Lingrong in the Imperial Garden was already giving the Queen a way out.

An Lingrong's promotion is a sacrifice for the entire Nian family. Concubine Hua will definitely remember her kindness.

Songzhi: Master, aren’t you really just being lazy?

I heard that the money An Lingrong spent recently was twice as much as the increase in her allowance. What does it mean to be penniless? This is what it means to be penniless.

The people who make money are not at the productive workstations, and the private money they saved by working like slaves is all gone. Lady An is so miserable!

But Miss An is a person of little influence, so she has to give people a perfect smile when she gives them money.

Sometimes fake social interaction is really draining.

"By the way, my master, the Fourth Prince asked to see you a few days ago and presented you with a poem. Have you read it?" Songzhi took the watermelon seeds that Concubine Hua spit out with a small plate.

"I've read it, I've read it. It's not very well written. Let's burn it. It's not worth remembering." Hua Fei replied hurriedly, then changed her posture and leaned on the small couch to read the storybook.

"Yes." Songzhi winked at Lanzhi, who took a copper basin and went to the desk to burn the Fourth Prince's meticulously crafted work.

Late at night.

Outside Changchun Palace, two women wearing cloaks, who looked to be a master and a servant, knocked on the door of Changchun Palace three times with "dong dong dong".

Outside the door, the servant whispered, "Heavenly Net Covering Earthly Tiger."

Inside the door, "Card Zhang Hu Liu Tong."

"Squeak~" The door of Changchun Palace slowly opened a crack.

The master and servant squeezed in nimbly.

"Alas! Sister Qi Fei, you are the master of a palace. Why do I always act like a thief when I come to your palace?"

The playful girl under the cloak is undoubtedly Chun Changzai.

"Oh, this is exciting and exciting." Concubine Qi whispered, "Keep your voice down and go into the house quickly. Aunt Liu is old and a light sleeper. Don't wake her up."

Nanny Liu was the nanny specially invited by Concubine Hua to teach Concubine Qi how to dance, in order to help Concubine Qi win favor and win back the Third Prince in one fell swoop.

However, after practicing her figure for a while, Concubine Qi started to say, "I don't want this son," and her plan to win favor has only come to a halt.

"Hey, Sister Qi Fei, you have Madam Liu in your palace, and I have Madam Zhang in my palace. We are really like sisters. Why is it that even though you have become the head of a palace, you still have to be controlled by a madam?"

Concubine Qi's face turned red. She really had a secret that she couldn't tell anyone, but she also had to save face, so she just let it go.

Concubine Qi grabbed Concubine Chun's hand and said, "Come on, come on, the mahjong is ready. We must play a few more rounds tonight."

"Have you arranged everything for Aunt Zhang in your palace?"

"It's all arranged, it's all arranged. Feng'er specially brought two bottles of her favorite Huadiao wine from the imperial kitchen today. She should be fast asleep by now, so it should be no problem to rush back before dawn."

"Oh, I might as well find a way to get you over from Yanxi Palace. Living together will make everything easier."

Chun Changzai thought about it and realized that her sister Concubine Qi would be embarrassed in front of the Queen, so she swallowed her "Okay, okay" back into her stomach.

What's more, the atmosphere of corruption in Changchun Palace is too strong. If I move here, I will be too conspicuous. It will be difficult to fool the Empress and it will easily arouse suspicion. So I decided to give up.

The shadows of Concubine Qi, Concubine Chun and Concubine Xin were dimly reflected on the paper window.

The sound of mahjong playing continued into the night.

"Sister Qi Fei, did you hear any crying?" Chun Changzai felt as if she heard waves of sad crying, like the sound of a whistle in the wind, but more like crying.

"No, wait a minute, six tubes, I win!" Concubine Qi clapped her hands happily.

"Oops, I made a mistake!" Chun Chang looked at his cards in frustration.

"Who told you to be distracted? Come on, give me the money!" Concubine Qi's joyful voice brought Concubine Chun's attention back.

Qixiang Palace.

"Don't come over here, don't come over here, it's not me, it's not me, it's Concubine Hua who hurt you, not me~"

Lipin hid in a corner of the bed, shivering and covering her head with the quilt.

There was a vague figure outside the window, who looked like a young eunuch, but it was not clear.

The figure fluttered and swayed, and an extremely shrill cry was uttered.

"I'm so pitiful~ I've been pushed around by pigs~ I'm so pitiful~ I've been pushed around by pigs~"

A vague voice reached Lipin's ears, and after a while it was replaced by someone else's voice.

Those ghosts that had not appeared for a long time appeared together tonight.

"Ahhhhhh~ It's not me~ Don't come to me~"

"Pong Pong Pong!"

The paper window seemed to be about to be blown apart by the wind, or as if it were broken by something strange.

The crying was still as shrill as before.