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

Shen Wei didn't beat around the bush and said straight to the point, "When you enter the Yan Mansion, keep an eye on Tan Tairou for me."

Tan Tai Rou is the daughter of a minor official, and her background appears clean and simple.

But she gave Shen Wei an extremely precious Nanchu ruby.

You should know that this rare and top-quality ruby ​​from Nanchu is produced in very small quantities and only the royal family of Nanchu can own it.

Shen Wei always felt that there was something wrong with Tan Tairou and that she was a hidden crisis. Shen Wei secretly asked Manager Ye, who opened a shop outside the palace, to investigate, but found nothing.

Shen Wei believes in her intuition. Her sixth sense is always accurate. She will not wait until the crisis hits her head before trying to find a solution.

She just wanted to nip the potential crisis in the bud, so she asked Princess Donglin to monitor Tan Tairou closely.

"Yes, Zhenmin understands." Princess Donglin nodded in agreement without thinking.

Shen Wei kindly reminded her: "Be careful, Tan Tairou is not an ordinary person, she may be very dangerous."

Princess Donglin smiled: "Well, Zhenmin will not let you down."

Princess Donglin is like duckweed in a foreign country, a leaf in the wind. Shen Wei is willing to help her, so she must work hard to show her value.

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At the same time, at Yan Mansion.

Yan Yunting took the imperial edict granting the marriage and returned to the inner house. As the wedding was approaching, the Yan Mansion was decorated with lanterns and colorful lights, festive red gauze curtains were hung on the eaves and beams, and red lanterns were swaying in the cold wind.

Yan Yunting walked into the house.

On the wooden coat rack hung the gorgeous groom's wedding suit. Tan Tairou took a pair of small scissors and trimmed the extra silk threads on the suit.

"Rou'er." Yan Yunting felt more guilty when he saw the haggardness in her eyes.

When he married Tan Tai Rou, he promised that she would be his only wife after marriage.

But less than a year after their marriage, he married Princess Donglin.

Yan Yunting felt guilty, he walked up to Tan Tairou and told her: "I dare not disobey the emperor's order, otherwise my Yan family will be in trouble."

He didn't dare admit his affection for Princess Donglin in front of Tan Tairou.

He shifted the blame to the emperor.

He had to marry because the emperor asked him to.

Tan Tairou's eyes were red, and she looked at him for a long time with her soft eyes, and said considerately: "I understand your difficulties. The emperor forced you to marry a concubine, how can a minister disobey the order? When Princess Donglin comes to the palace, I will get along well with her and will not embarrass you."

Seeing that Tan Tairou was so considerate, Yan Yunting breathed a sigh of relief.

His Rouer is always so considerate.

Yan Yunting held Tan Tairou in his arms and said with emotion: "I'm sorry for making you feel wronged."

Tan Tairou lowered her eyes: "As long as my husband has me in his heart, I will not feel wronged."

The two hugged each other tenderly for a while, and the housekeeper of the Yan Mansion called Yan Yunting outside the house. Yan Yunting stood up and left, while Tan Tairou continued to cut the lines on the wedding dress.

The sharp little scissors made a slight clicking sound as they trimmed the hair one by one.

Tan Tairou's eyes were dim, and she murmured to herself: "A troublesome princess has come..."

If Yan Yunting had married another woman, Tan Tairou could have quietly caused that woman to die of illness.

But he married a foreign princess.

If Princess Donglin died in the Yan family, the emperor might punish her and affect Tan Tairou.

Tan Tairou was upset and did not dare to act rashly.

If nothing unexpected happens, her master, the Southern Chu Emperor Li Yuanli, will come to Qing Kingdom in a high-profile manner next year. She must make thorough preparations to ensure that Li Yuanli is safe and sound.

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Three days later, Shen Wei personally presided over the wedding and sent Princess Donglin out of the palace. The honor guard came to the Yan Mansion, which was decorated with lights and colorful decorations, with music and drums playing all the way.

Shen Wei sent Princess Donglin away and returned to Yongning Palace. She did not ride in the imperial concubine's sedan chair. After a serious illness some time ago, Shen Wei reflected deeply and thought that she had neglected exercise.

Therefore, she worked harder and harder to keep fit, and would rather walk than ride in a sedan chair.

Walking to the Imperial Garden, Shen Wei ran into Mo Xun, who was carrying a medicine box. Mo Xun was wearing a dark blue imperial physician's robe and a black hat, and his features were particularly handsome.

Mo Xun bowed and said politely, "Your humble servant greets Imperial Concubine Chen."

Mo Xun just came back from the Cining Palace.

Shen Wei stopped and asked her, "Has the Queen Mother's illness improved?"

Mo Xun sighed, shook his head and said, "I am depressed and worried. Medicine can only cure physical illness, not mental illness."

Ever since the Xie family began to collapse, the empress dowager has been depressed all day, unable to sleep at night, and has been bedridden.

For the sake of national justice, the Queen Mother indirectly sent her mother's family to the grave. But after all, she was also the legitimate daughter of the Xie family. She had been carefully nurtured by her family since she was a child, and she still had feelings for the Xie family.

Hundreds of people in the Xie family were killed or exiled, and the empress dowager's own brother was demoted to serve as an official in a remote state. The empress dowager must have felt very bad.

Shen Wei sighed inwardly.

The Queen Mother is also a pitiful person.

Mo Xun carried a medicine box on his back, and looked at Shen Wei with a pair of clear eyes. Shen Wei had been seriously ill some time ago and had lost a lot of weight. Mo Xun suddenly said, "Noble Concubine Chen, can we talk alone? I want to take your pulse."

Shen Wei's eyes flickered, and she nodded happily: "Yes."

The palace maids and eunuchs were waiting not far away, and Shen Wei and Mo Xun walked into the Autumn Pavilion. The imperial garden in late autumn was unique, with dead leaves all over the ground and chrysanthemums in full bloom.

In the Qiu Pavilion, Shen Wei placed her hands on the cushion.

Mo Xun took her pulse.

"The pulse is steady and the beating is steady. The imperial concubine is very healthy." Mo Xun wondered, "But why did you fall ill for ten days recently?"

Shen Wei replied: "It's getting colder in autumn, so it's normal to get sick."

Mo Xun held his chin in his hand, his fair and handsome face full of depression. Like Shen Wei, Mo Xun liked to exercise, and he was in very good health and rarely got sick.

From childhood to adulthood, Mo Xun only fell ill four times.

Each time he was sick, it lasted for ten days, and the symptoms were: high fever, vomiting, feeling dizzy, confused, and having strange dreams.

The feeling of being sick is very uncomfortable, as if the soul is about to leave the body and the head is dizzy.

Mo Xun herself is a miracle doctor, but she can't tell what strange disease she has. It looks like a cold, but it's not.

After Mo Xun recovered from her illness, she looked through Shen Wei's pulse records and found that Shen Wei fell ill and recovered at almost the same time as she did, and that the symptoms of her illness were almost the same.

Mo Xun asked Shen Wei: "When you caught a cold before, you also felt dizzy and had strange dreams, as if your soul had flown away?"

Shen Wei shook her head: "Not really. I recovered quickly before, in five or six days. This time, I've been sick for a little longer."

Mo Xun's brows were furrowed into knots, and he couldn't figure it out.

"Don't move, there is a dead leaf on your hat." Shen Wei suddenly spoke, she stretched out her hand and carefully took the dead leaf off Mo Xun's hat.

Mo Xun came back to his senses: "Excuse me for disturbing the Imperial Concubine, I have to go back to the Imperial Hospital first."

Shen Wei suddenly held her hand and said with a smile, "Don't worry, accompany me to watch the autumn scenery for a while."

Mo Xun scratched his head: "Alright, there's nothing to do in the Imperial Hospital. I don't want to be on duty. It's so tiring."

The autumn wind blew, and the dead leaves on the branches of the Imperial Garden fell. Shen Wei and Mo Xun admired the autumn scenery together, and Shen Wei gave her personal handkerchief to Mo Xun.

In a remote corner, a pair of eyes secretly observed Shen Wei and Doctor Mo in Qiuting.

After a while, the palace officials who were observing secretly left.