The concubine entered the palace and the concubine was very attractive

"Changzai?" When Song Nanxiang heard that the emperor had conferred the title of Changzai on her, her face showed a slight joy, but it was followed by fear and worry.

Conferring a high position is equivalent to telling others that the emperor values ​​you and likes you very much.

The key point is that it is enough to confer a permanent position on her, but what does it mean to grant her the residence of Wangyueju?

Isn't this pushing her into the fire?

Song Nanxiang didn't believe that the ladies present were not jealous. At least she would be unwilling to accept it, especially those two who had better family backgrounds than her but lower positions than her.

Of course, Song Nanxiang will not back down because of this.

She is the kind of person who can respond to any challenge. Before she came here, she had even passed the exam for a postdoctoral degree. Is she still afraid of a fight between these women?

To be favored in this palace is to be blessed with everything.

The two concubines beside her were indeed unwilling to accept the fact that Song Nanxiang, who came from the lowest family, got the position of a concubine, but they had no choice but to bear it silently.

Because they also know that they are far inferior to Song Nanxiang in terms of looks.

Shangguan Qingyu looked at Song Nanxiang with a complicated look.

"Is this the benefit of beauty?"

When she thought of her face which was slightly inferior to Song Nanxiang's, she felt a little ashamed.

As early as yesterday's palace selection, she had noticed that this Concubine Song was extraordinary.

She just stood in the corner, without any extra ornaments or gorgeous clothes, but she outshone everyone else. Among all the flowers in full bloom, she stood out alone.

Although he was born in a family of minor officials, he had the demeanor of a noble family and exuded an extraordinary temperament.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" all the beauties replied in unison.

"The palaces for the ladies to live in have been arranged. Just follow the guide." The eunuch in charge put away the imperial edict and said to the concubines.

Caiyun walked over happily and helped Song Nanxiang up.

"Congratulations, young master!"

"Oh, sister, congratulations to my younger sister for getting the position of a concubine. I am so envious of you!" Xiang Yihan said in a rather proud and complacent tone.

"Noble Xiang, you live in Zhongcui Palace. Please follow me!" Seeing this, the guide nanny came forward and said.

Xiang Yihan glanced at the nanny indifferently.

"lead the way!"

"Mrs. Song, please follow me." The guide nanny from Wangyueju stepped forward and said.

"Thank you for leading the way, Madam!" Song Nanxiang said politely.

"You're welcome, young lady!" said the nanny with a smile.

Under the guidance of the guide nanny, Song Nanxiang took Caiyun through several alleys and her legs were almost limp.

You also have to pay attention to your manners and be proper in every move.

Song Nanxiang is a little regretful now. Why did she create such an image for herself outside?

She had already decided to let herself go once she arrived at Wangyueju.

As the saying goes, people say one thing in front of others and another behind their backs.

However, before Song Nanxiang had walked away for long, she saw a woman with a dignified posture, graceful manners, exquisite makeup, and a bun coming towards her. Her bun was decorated with all kinds of flower hairpins and pearl hairpins, and the gently swaying hairpins made her look decent and generous.

The maid next to her was holding an oil-paper umbrella and walking respectfully beside her, followed by several maids and eunuchs.

Song Nanxiang guessed in her heart that it must be a queen of high status.

"Mammy, which lady is coming towards us?" Song Nanxiang asked in a soft voice, keeping her mouth shape unchanged, and it was not obvious that she was asking a question.

The nanny had been observing Song Nanxiang's words and expressions for many years and understood what she meant. She also replied in the same way, "My lady, that is Imperial Concubine Wang!"

Hearing this, Song Nanxiang understood.

"But the Imperial Concubine's Chengqian Palace is not nearby. It is separated by several courtyards."

The nanny's words made Song Nanxiang stunned for a moment and she almost stopped.

She already understood that Concubine Wang was coming for her.

Song Nanxiang endured the pain in her feet and continued to maintain a dignified and elegant walking posture.

I was thinking quickly about how to deal with it.

"Your servant greets the Imperial Concubine!" The nanny squatted and saluted when she was only one meter away from the Imperial Concubine.

Song Nanxiang and Caiyun quickly followed, "I pay my respects to Her Majesty the Imperial Concubine!"

"Your servant pays respect to Her Majesty the Imperial Concubine!"

After saying this, Song Nanxiang did not stand up and still maintained her dignified posture.

She could slightly sense the imperial concubine's majestic aura, which made people feel timid.

However, before Song Nanxiang could wait for Concubine Wang to ask her to stand up, she saw a hand fiercely lifting her chin.

Song Nanxiang finally saw Concubine Wang's face up close. She was indeed a beautiful woman with snow-white skin. Her eyes and eyebrows were full of grace, as if she was hiding thousands of tender feelings. Her behavior was casual and free and easy.

But as she opened her mouth, her eyes became dark and cruel, as if he wanted to kill her.

"You are truly stunningly beautiful! No wonder you were able to seduce the Emperor into giving you the Moon Viewing Residence that I had set my eyes on!"

Wang pinched Song Nanxiang's cheek hard and then threw it away.

There were two faint red marks on her cheeks.

Song Nanxiang had been squatting for a long time, and Wang pushed her hard. The ground was slippery, so she lost her balance and had to support herself with her hands.

The floor tiles of the palace were not as good as modern cement floors, and there was some snow on them. Just by falling, her hands were scraped and the skin was covered with plaster mixed with snow and blood.

When Song Nanxiang thought that Wang might do something excessive, she decided not to say anything more and quickly returned to her kneeling position.

"Who are you pretending for? The emperor is not here." Wang snorted coldly, her tone full of disdain.

She originally wanted to destroy her face, but she was afraid that the emperor would blame her and think she was a jealous woman, so she had to give up in disappointment.

I thought there would be plenty of opportunities to deal with this vixen later.

"I dare not!" Song Nanxiang said in a trembling voice.

She knew that the only way to overcome this difficulty was to show weakness.

"Hmph! Concubine Song has lost her manners in front of me and offended me. Punish her to kneel here for two hours and copy "Rules for Females" and "Female Taming" fifty times each. Xiao Shunzi, you keep an eye on her here!" Imperial Concubine Wang said sternly.

"I obey your order!" Xiao Shunzi said respectfully and came to Song Nanxiang's side, looking at her with a pair of eyes like a watchdog.

After dealing with Song Nanxiang, Wang felt much better. After giving her a fierce look, she left without looking back.

"My lady!" Caiyun looked at Song Nanxiang with some concern.

"It's nothing! The Imperial Concubine just wanted to teach me a lesson." Song Nanxiang shook her head and smiled comfortingly.

She didn't care, but it did implicate the nanny who was leading the way and Caiyun.

Not long after, snow began to fall from the sky, and it seemed to be getting heavier and heavier.

Snowflakes were flying all over the sky, like smoke but not smoke, like fog but not fog, slowly falling on Song Nanxiang, gradually turning into a snow-white gauze dress.

Song Nanxiang's light blue figure seemed particularly small in the falling snow, but it was particularly obvious.

Gradually, Song Nanxiang felt a piercing chill in her knees, and her legs began to feel slightly numb.

The snowy day in the palace was much colder than she had imagined.

"My lady, if you kneel down any longer, you will catch a cold." Caiyun said worriedly as she saw the snow falling heavier.

Song Nanxiang gently stroked the back of Caiyun's hand and shook her head.

"Mrs. Song, you've only been kneeling for an hour, you can't leave." Xiao Shunzi said with some gloating upon hearing this.

The eunuch's hat that he wore as a eunuch did block a lot of snow for him, and his eyes and tone were extremely arrogant.

"I understand, so please don't worry about it!"

Song Nanxiang was thinking that she had no way to avoid the emperor's favor temporarily, and now the snow was falling, which was exactly what she wanted.

"Empress, it's snowing! Where is Concubine Song?" Ningxiang opened her umbrella and asked in a low voice.

"Let her suffer. Let her experience how cold the floor of this palace is!"