Don't be a salted fish, the daily life of the concubine in the palace

The princess didn't care, and even said with disdain: "No matter how much your mother values ​​Shen, it can't change Shen's humble origins. Shen will never replace my position as princess. Madam Liu, go to the kitchen and see if the chicken soup for Cheng Ke and Cheng Zhen is ready."

Compared to Shen Wei and Prince Yan, the princess was more concerned about the chicken soup for the children.

Her children are her support.

As long as the child can become a useful person and successfully inherit his father's business, Shen Wei is nothing to worry about.

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In the afternoon, Shen Wei went to visit the King of Yan in his main house. She came empty-handed and brought nothing.

"Master, why don't we bring a pot of Poria cocos chicken soup?" Cai Lian followed Shen Wei and reminded in a low voice.

Shen Wei shook her head: "No, it's hot in summer and soup is too greasy."

Moreover, the imperial physician had also reminded that the Prince of Yan should take small and slow supplements to heal his injuries, and not overdo it.

Shen Wei took Cai Lian to the main house and saw two figures at the gate from afar. They were the concubine Xiang'er and her maid. Xiang'er was holding a food box and arguing with the guard at the gate.

"I want to see the prince!" Xiang'er said angrily.

The guard had a blank expression on his face: "Your Highness is recovering from his injuries, please do not disturb him."

Xiang'er: "I am the prince's concubine. The prince was injured, so I brought chicken soup to visit and take care of him. What's the problem?"

The guard still refused to give in, and Xiang'er was so angry that she almost rushed in. Her treatment had been getting worse and worse recently, her daily meal share had been reduced, and the maids were paying less and less attention to her.

Xiang'er was unwilling to give in.

Having tasted the sweetness of wealth and glory, she no longer wanted to live the miserable and hopeless life of the past. She also sent most of the rewards she received back home to supplement the family income.

By supporting her family, Xiang'er, who had been neglected since childhood, was finally able to hold her head high in front of her parents and received their praise.

Her parents were still expecting her to continue sending money every month to improve her brother's living conditions. Now that she couldn't see the prince and wasn't favored, how could she send money home?

Xiang'er could only think of a way to get close to King Yan. Today, she specially asked the kitchen to stew chicken soup and send it to King Yan. The kitchen naturally did not dare to refuse the chicken soup for King Yan and could only do it.

But when we arrived at the main house, we couldn’t even get into the courtyard.

When Xiang'er was at a loss, she suddenly saw the two guards at the door who had been speaking harshly to her. They changed their expressions and said respectfully, "Master Shen is well."

Shen Wei is here.

Shen Wei chuckled and said, "I'm here to see the prince."

The guards hurriedly made way for him: "Master Shen, please."

Xiang'er was stunned watching from the side. She and Shen Wei were both concubines with the same status, so why could Shen Wei walk in unimpeded?

Shen Wei walked slowly into the main house. Cai Lian took out two pieces of silver and handed them to the two guards with a smile: "It's hot, and you two brothers have worked hard. Take this money and have some tea."

The two guards thanked him repeatedly and accepted the change gratefully.

Xiang'er was silent. It turned out that silver was used to pave the way.

Xiang'er gritted her teeth, took out the two remaining silver coins from the sachet, and handed them to the two guards: "I've also given money, let me go in and see the prince."

The guard waved his hand to refuse.

One of the guards said coldly: "This is not a matter of money, please don't embarrass us anymore."

Shen Wei was able to enter unimpeded because King Yan wanted to see her.

Even if Shen Wei's maid didn't give any reward money, the guards would respectfully invite Shen Wei in.

Xiang'er had no idea of ​​the underlying reason and thought the guards looked down on her. Her eyes flushed with grievance as she glared fiercely at Shen Wei's slender back as she left.

Shen Wei was wearing a light purple palace dress with fluttering sleeves. Her pregnancy was not yet noticeable, and her waist was very slender. Just from her back, she was already graceful and elegant, with an indescribable grace.

Xiang'er looked down at her own outfit. She was wearing what she thought was the most expensive dress and the best hairpin, but in front of Shen Wei, she felt like an ugly imitator.

They are both farmers' daughters, so why does Shen Wei have such a good temperament?

Xiang'er couldn't figure it out, and could only sigh that she had a bad fate. She turned around and left with the food box, tears falling unwillingly.

Xiang Er wiped her tears as she walked, cursing, "Mrs. Shen, it doesn't matter if you are favored. I curse you to give birth to a useless daughter in the future! I curse you to be deformed and become a yellow-faced woman."

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In the main room, the King of Yan was not lying in bed recovering from his injuries. He had been in good health since childhood, and was proficient in etiquette, riding, and archery. His physique was naturally excellent, and the arrow wound did not affect him at all.

Prince Yan was practicing swordplay in the yard, with the sword in his right hand.

He takes some time every day to practice martial arts, so when he is busy with official duties, his mind will not be too tired and he will be full of energy.

Shen Wei stood under the eaves of the yard, watching Prince Yan wielding a sword with great power.

It’s really handsome.

The King of Yan was not wearing a coat, with a white tourniquet wrapped around his left shoulder, revealing his gorgeous abdominal muscles. As he danced with the sword, sweat slid down his shoulders and neck, passing through his strong abdominal muscles, which was a very pleasing sight.

Shen Wei secretly sighed, to some extent, Prince Yan and Shen Wei were both "curling kings", each with their own way of curling.

Sword practice is over.

Shen Wei walked down the stairs and stood on tiptoe to wipe the sweat off King Yan's face.

"Your Highness, aren't you afraid of hurting the wound?" Shen Wei said in an angry tone, as if she was helpless.

She did not stop the King of Yan from brandishing his sword and gun. As the King of Roll, Shen Wei deeply understood one thing: the King of Roll hated others disturbing his "rolling".

King Yan said in a hoarse voice: "Change the medicine for me."

Shen Wei's cheeks quickly flushed: "Okay..."

The maid brought in the ointment and the daily clothes, and quietly left. Shen Wei used scissors to cut the hemostatic bandage, then wet a handkerchief and wiped the sweat off the King of Yan's body bit by bit, her movements were very gentle.

The arrow wound was not deep, and a thin layer of scab had formed on the wound. The wound was a terrible dark purple color and looked very creepy.

Shen Wei applied medicine to King Yan, and tears began to accumulate in her eyes. Her nose felt sore, and crystal tears fell accurately on the back of King Yan's hand.

King Yan's heart seemed to be stroked by a soft feather, and he felt both pity and emotion.

Apart from his Vivi, who else would shed tears for his safety?

Shen Wei's tearful eyes were truly pitiful, like a delicate flower. Prince Yan wiped away the tears from the corners of Shen Wei's eyes and said softly, "Don't cry. I am fine and can still wield a sword."

Shen Wei's voice was muffled, tears welled up in her eyes: "I know that the prince is fine, but I just feel sorry for him..."

When Prince Yan was injured, the other wives and concubines acted indifferent and kept their concern in their hearts; unlike Shen Wei, she only felt sorry for the prince.

Who can resist a woman whose heart and eyes are filled with only herself?

Anyway, King Yan couldn't refuse.

Shen Wei gently applied medicine to Prince Yan, wrapped him with a hemostatic bandage, and then carefully dressed him in loose casual clothes.

She was about to stand up to serve tea when her slender wrist was held by King Yan. Shen Wei cried softly and sat in King Yan's strong arms, his hot breath falling on Shen Wei's ears.

"Your Highness?" Surprise flashed across Shen Wei's beautiful eyes. She raised her head and saw the fire burning in Prince Yan's black eyes.

Shen Wei was speechless.

He can fall in love just by taking medicine, so he must have been a teddy bear in his previous life.

Shen Wei leaned softly in the arms of Prince Yan, considering whether to obey him. At this time, the eunuch's respectful voice came from outside the house:

"Your Highness, Prince Heng is here."