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

Princess Donglin not only looks similar to Zhaoyang, but the innocence and liveliness in her eyes and eyebrows are also similar to Zhaoyang.

A princess who is brought up in a golden nest may always be naive.

Shen Wei restrained her expression and showed a kind smile: "Princess Zhenmin, you don't have to be polite. The princess has come from afar, and I will do my best to be a good host. The palace has prepared a dinner, and the princess will come with me to the banquet."

Princess Donglin nodded happily: "Zhenmin is hungry after the long journey. Thank you for your help, Concubine Chen."

The two of them exchanged some polite words, and Princess Donglin followed Shen Wei's steps into the majestic Daqing Palace.

The palace road was long, the eunuchs and palace maids along the way were in good order, and the guards holding knives stood tall. Princess Donglin secretly marveled in her heart, this Concubine Chen was really extraordinary.

The Qing Kingdom's harem was managed by her in an orderly manner.

Princess Donglin secretly looked at the legendary Imperial Concubine Chen. Shen Wei was wearing gorgeous imperial concubine's auspicious dress, with hairpins swaying gently. She was very beautiful, and her eyes always had a faint smile, as if everything was under her control.

Princess Donglin thought to herself that she must not offend Concubine Chen. If she could rely on Concubine Chen, she would have someone to rely on in a foreign country.

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Changxin Palace.

It was dark, the lights were on, and exquisite delicacies were served on the table. Lu Xuan picked up the white jade chopsticks, looked at the table full of delicacies, tasted only two bites, and could not eat any more.

Xiaoqin said worriedly: "Master, you are pregnant, you should eat more."

Ever since she discovered the emperor's favoritism towards Shen Wei, Lu Xuan felt like she was falling into an abyss, even though she tried hard to tell herself that she didn't need to care about the emperor's favoritism.

But the more she pretended not to care, the more she felt unwilling in her heart. To the point that her appetite decreased and she couldn't eat.

Lu Xuan drank two sips of the health-preserving soup and asked Xiao Qin, "What does Princess Donglin look like?"

Xiaoqin replied, "I secretly took a look today. Princess Donglin is very pretty and innocent. Concubine Chen held a welcoming banquet for her. She should be having dinner in Qinghua Palace at this time."

Lu Xuan lowered her beautiful eyes, a hint of sarcasm flashed across her lips: "I'm afraid Concubine Chen is panicking. When a new person enters the palace, the Emperor will always be curious for a while."

No matter how affectionate a man is, he always craves novelty.

A beautiful and lively new bride entering the palace might be able to share some of the favor.

Lu Xuan asked again: "Continue to send people to keep an eye on the Imperial Hospital."

Xiaoqin looked worried: "Master, Concubine Chen seems to have discovered that we are keeping an eye on Doctor Mo. Concubine Chen has removed our guards from the gate of the Imperial Hospital and arranged them to work in the Imperial Court."

Lu Xuan's expression froze.

Lu Xuan also planted and bribed some guards in charge of security patrols in the palace. Previously, Lu Xuan sent people to instigate Lanpin to take revenge, but the guards on duty turned a blind eye and allowed Lanpin to stab people with a knife.

Lu Xuan handled this matter flawlessly.

But it still couldn't hide it from Shen Wei's eyes.

The guards and palace maids bribed by Lu Xuan were gradually eliminated by Shen Wei. Lu Xuan was upset because Shen Wei, who held the power of the six palaces, was too difficult to deal with.

She is much more difficult to deal with than the stupid queen back then.

"We can't wait any longer." Lu Xuan had a premonition that if she didn't fight back, sooner or later Shen Wei would suppress her and she would be unable to turn over.

Lu Xuan said in a gloomy voice, "Find a way to keep an eye on the Imperial Hospital. It would be best if we could find evidence of Concubine Chen and Imperial Doctor Mo having a secret meeting and bring them down in one fell swoop."

Xiao Qin nodded: "I understand."

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Princess Donglin's entry into the palace has aroused the emotions of many people. In Yan's residence in Yanjing City, it was already late in the evening, and a maid brought foot-washing water into the master's bedroom.

Tan Tairou took off Yan Yunting's shoes and socks and soaked his feet with him. The hot water in the wooden tub was at a suitable temperature, and soaking his feet in it made his whole body feel comfortable.

But Yan Yunting was obviously deep in thought, and several times when Tan Tairou spoke to him, Yan Yunting didn't hear her.

Concern appeared on Tan Tairou's beautiful face. She held Yan Yunting's hand and said with concern, "My husband, you have been busy all day and must be tired. Drink a bowl of calming soup later and have a good rest."

Yan Yunting came back to his senses and smiled: "I am indeed a little tired."

After they washed their feet, the maid brought out the water. Tan Tairou helped Yan Yunting take off his coat and put on thick pajamas.

Yan Yunting drank the calming soup and lay back on the bed, but he still couldn't fall asleep. In his mind, Princess Donglin's smile kept appearing, overlapping with the face of Princess Zhaoyang in his memory.

Princess Donglin and Princess Zhaoyang are somewhat similar.

The cute, lively look is more like...

Men always think about the women they can't get.

Ever since Princess Zhaoyang married the Kingdom of Yue, Yan Yunting has been thinking about her all the time, and his longing for her has grown stronger day by day. Today, he happened to catch a glimpse of Princess Donglin, and Yan Yunting's quiet heart once again surged with huge waves.

"Husband, what's wrong with you?" Tan Tairou's voice came over. Yan Yunting turned around and saw Tan Tairou beside the pillow.

Tan Tai's soft black hair was scattered on her shoulders, her face was pretty and graceful, and under her willow-leaf eyebrows, were a pair of eyes full of worry.

Yan Yunting suddenly felt guilty.

He already has a good wife, sharing the same bed with her, but he still misses the princess from a foreign country. Yan Yunting embraced Tan Tairou and whispered, "Nothing, go to bed early."

Tan Tai nodded gently and leaned dependently in Yan Yunting's arms.

Yan Yunting hugged his beloved wife, and Princess Donglin's face appeared in his mind again. He slowly closed his eyes, feeling sleepy, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

The servants in the yard had been removed, and the Yan Mansion was quiet. Stepping out of the bed, Tan Tairou slowly opened her eyes. She took Yan Yunting's arm away with an expressionless face, lifted the bed curtain, and walked carefully to the table.

Light the small lamp, the light is as small as a bean.

She took out a very fine charcoal pencil and wrote a few lines on a small piece of paper. A gray pigeon landed on the window frame. Tan Tairou rolled up the written letter into a small roll and tied it to the pigeon's claws.

The carrier pigeon flew away and disappeared in the vast moonlight.

Tan Tairou returned to the bedroom with ease, glanced at the sleeping Yan Yunting, and a hint of disgust appeared in her eyes.

She closed her eyes and continued to sleep next to Yan Yunting.

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Princess Donglin stayed in the palace for two days.

Li Yuanjing did not intend to take her as a concubine, so he asked Shen Wei to choose a husband for Princess Donglin from among the royal relatives and ministers above the fifth rank.

In Yongning Palace, Shen Wei looked through the information of the clan members and ministers in her hand and was in a dilemma. No matter how small Donglin Kingdom is, it is still a country, and a princess of a country cannot be a concubine of a minister.

But in Yanjing, all the courtiers of marriageable age were married. Most of the unmarried courtiers worked in the Ministry of War, the Ministry of Personnel, and the Ministry of Works. Princess Donglin must not marry an official from these departments, as Shen Wei was afraid that she would steal Qing's military strategies.

It would be best to marry Princess Donglin to an official from the Ministry of Rites, which is in charge of state etiquette and does not involve too many state secrets.

Shen Wei looked through the list of officials in the Ministry of Rites and didn't find a suitable one. She sighed and prepared to look through the list of sons of dukes and lords. It was actually appropriate for Princess Donglin to marry the son of a prince who had no real power.

Cai Lian came to report: "Master, Princess Zhenmin wants to see you."