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

Madam Qian had a blank expression on her face as she told Lu Xuan, "Madam Shufei, your sister is very ambitious and wants to get close to someone powerful. The Queen Mother is being merciful by just expelling her from the palace."

Lu Xuan’s face turned pale.

She held Xiaoqi's arm and walked into the side hall where Lu Yun lived. Lu Yun was crying and several old palace maids were packing her clothes.

Lu Xuan walked in quickly and took Lu Yun's hand: "Little sister, what happened?"

Lu Yun lowered her head, not daring to reveal her ambitions, and found an excuse: "Sister, I see that you are having a hard time in the palace, and are suppressed by Concubine Chen everywhere. I feel sorry for you, so I want to meet the emperor by chance in the Imperial Garden in exchange for the opportunity to enter the palace as a concubine and accompany you."

Lu Xuan scolded: "Nonsense!"

Lu Yun lowered her head and wiped away her tears.

Lu Xuan was so angry that her heart ached and her head felt dizzy. She held Lu Yun's hand and said, "I have no future in the palace. Why are you throwing yourself into the fire?"

The future of the Lu family is bleak, and sooner or later the Lu family will be completely devoured by the emperor. Lu Yun still has a chance to escape from the sea of ​​suffering, but she is so whimsical.

Lu Xuan's eyes were filled with heartache: "You have offended the Queen Mother today, so take this opportunity to leave the palace and find a good family to marry."

Lu Yun shed tears in grievance.

The maids worked quickly and Lu Yun's luggage was packed. Lu Xuan was too ill to travel far, so she could only send Lu Yun out of Changxin Palace.

As the separation was imminent, Lu Xuan was very reluctant to leave. With red eyes, she told Lu Yun: "Little sister, today may be the last time we will see each other."

Lu Yun's nose was sour, and a bit of sincere sorrow surged in her heart: "Sister..."

Lu Xuan wiped Lu Yun's tears and choked up, "Little sister, I can't protect you anymore from now on. Protect yourself well."

The winter wind blew again, ruffling the sisters' hair. Lu Yun, filled with resentment and sadness, left Changxin Palace and walked out of the majestic imperial city, looking back every few steps.

A gray carriage stopped at the palace gate, and Lu Yun got on the carriage with tears in her eyes.

The carriage was moving slowly, and the majestic imperial city was getting farther and farther away. Lu Yun was curled up in the small carriage, holding her bag. She had been frightened too much today, and she slowly fell asleep as the carriage was moving slowly.

This time, she dreamed of the future again.

[In the dream, Lu Yun died miserably on the way to get married. The scene then shifted to the deep palace, where Lu Xuan, who had become the queen, learned of Lu Yun's death. She seemed to be crazy, and rushed into Chang'an Palace to question the emperor: "My little sister is innocent, why did you kill her! I'm almost dead, do you want to completely destroy the Lu family? Do you want to kill all the Yanjing family before you stop?"

The man with stern eyebrows put down the memorial, raised his eyes slightly, and the curve of his profile was as hard as a knife blade.

The emperor leaned his tall body on the dragon throne, with a murderous aura emanating from his body: "I want to destroy the Lu family."

Lu Xuan laughed crazily. She suddenly pulled out a dagger from her sleeve and stabbed Li Yuanjing crazily, shouting, "I'm going to kill you! I'm going to avenge my little sister!"

As expected, he was stopped by the guards.

The eunuch dragged the insane Lu Xuan out of Chang'an Palace and locked her up in Kunning Palace.

Not long after, the Queen was sentenced to death for deliberately attempting to assassinate the Emperor. The Lu family was found to be colluding with Nan Chu, and the entire family was executed.

The cold winter wind blew open the carriage curtains, waking up Lu Yun from her nightmare in the carriage. Lu Yun opened her eyes in panic, her heart still beating violently, and she broke out in a cold sweat in the cold winter.

The scenes foretold in the dream are still vivid in my mind.

Lu Yun was trembling with fear. She curled up in the small carriage, shrouded in endless despair.

"Sister..." Lu Yun murmured, shedding sad tears.

She suddenly realized that she had made a big mistake, she had wrongly blamed her sister and had ambitions that she shouldn't have.

She thought in panic, if the scene in the dream was true, how could she save the Lu family and her sister's life?

The carriage suddenly stopped.

Outside the carriage, the driver told Lu Yun: "Second Miss, there is a woman wearing a veil in front of us, blocking our way."

...

Yongning Palace.

Shen Wei was looking at the winter project expenses sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs. She turned two pages, and Caiping bent over and walked into the warm room and told Shen Wei about the imperial garden.

"Kick him out of the palace?" Shen Wei raised her eyebrows. "The Queen Mother is quite merciful."

Cai Ping nodded: "Shu Fei is very concerned about her sister. Lu Yun was driven out of the palace this time, but she saved her life."

If Lu Yun is driven out of the palace, she will definitely become a marriage tool for Duke Lu to win people's hearts and minds, and it will not cause much waves.

Shen Wei closed the account book in her hand and looked out the window. The snow stopped falling, the cold air gradually dissipated, and winter was almost over.

...

Time flies. After the New Year, the weather becomes warmer. The snow covering the outskirts of Yanjing melts, old trees sprout tender green buds, and wild flowers in the mountains bloom one after another.

spring is coming.

Shen Wei ordered the palace servants to transplant winter jasmine flowers into the courtyard. Clusters of small yellow flowers bloomed luxuriantly, spreading their petals in the warm sunshine. In the two small vegetable plots in Yongning Palace, Li Yuanjing planted some vegetable seeds, which soon sprouted.

Every morning when Li Yuanjing woke up, he would take a walk around the vegetable garden and then go to court contentedly.

In Yongning Palace, Cailian and Rong Mama gathered together and reported to Shen Wei the arrangements for this month: "Master, the Nanchu delegation will arrive in Yanjing in five days, and the emperor will host a banquet in Qinghua Palace to receive them. Half a month later, the Emperor's Farming Ceremony will be held in Yanjing City, and you, Master, need to take over the Queen's duties and prepare for the Silkworm Ceremony."

The Ploughing Ceremony and the Silkworm Ceremony are important rituals that the royal family must carry out at the beginning of spring every year to pray for good fortune and good weather.

Shen Wei flexed her wrist: "Send people to prepare well, and don't let anything go wrong. Count the regular silver for the whole palace again, and those who deserve to be punished will be punished, and those who deserve to be rewarded will be rewarded."

Aunt Rong gladly accepted the order and went about their business.

Shen Wei stretched, did two rounds of Eight-Section Brocade in the yard, and prepared to go to the Cining Palace to accompany the Empress Dowager and visit the children.

It was not long after the beginning of spring and the spring breeze was still very cold. It blew through clusters of forsythia and then hit Shen Wei's face. She sneezed uncontrollably.

"Strange, maybe someone is thinking about me." Shen Wei rubbed her nose and without thinking much, she walked out of Yongning Palace to take care of palace affairs.

...

Yunzhou, a side courtyard of Duke Lu’s mansion.

The roses in the yard were blooming luxuriantly, butterflies were flying around, and a chubby white fox was chasing the butterflies everywhere, making happy howling sounds.

In the flower hall, the servants had been sent away.

Lu Yun knelt on the mat trembling with fear, cold sweat on her back, and she didn't dare to look directly at the man in the main seat.

Even if he was wearing ordinary brocade clothes, it was difficult to conceal Li Yuanli's aura of majesty without even getting angry.

Li Yuanli's bony fingers slowly rubbed the celadon teacup. He seemed to have heard something out of the Arabian Nights. He said faintly, "I'll ask again, did you really dream about the future?"