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

No one can keep the emperor's heart, not even Shen Wei.

Ever since Shen Wei fell out of favor, the depression that had been weighing on Liu Ruyan's heart for a long time suddenly dissipated.

Liu Ruyan was even a little happy.

The women in the harem, the Queen, Liu Ruyan, Lanpin, Shufei, and even Shen Wei, it turns out that they all have the same destination in different ways.

"The wind is blowing. I will go back to the palace to change clothes first. Sister Meipin can do as she pleases." Liu Qiaoer did not stay long and said goodbye to Liu Ruyan politely.

Liu Qiaoer returned to the palace where she lived.

The palace was located in a remote area, and the emperor had rarely been there. The palace was quiet and cold. Liu Qiaoer returned to the room, took off her hairpin in front of the mirror, and looked at her face in the mirror.

For a long time, Liu Qiaoer had been eating simply, dressing plainly, and had not taken care of her face. Her appearance was no longer as radiant as it once was, and no amount of makeup could hide the fine lines at the corners of her eyes.

She made herself ugly.

Liu Qiaoer sighed secretly.

She stroked her face and murmured to herself: "The imperial concubine has fallen out of favor, and the Shen family is about to fall. My chance has come."

Over the years, Liu Qiaoer has been living a secluded life and keeping a low profile. Facts have proved that her choice was correct.

The empress with a hypocritical heart fell, the noble Liu Ruyan fell, the ruthless Shufei fell, and the once favored Concubine Chen was about to fall... The mountains that weighed down the majestic harem collapsed one after another.

Only those who can keep calm can have the last laugh.

Liu Qiaoer smiled in the mirror. From today on, she would dress up, put on makeup, and take good care of her face.

When the emperor was young, he was training in the southern military camp. He often visited Liu Qiaoer's father and often stayed at Liu's house. In fact, Liu Qiaoer and the emperor were childhood sweethearts.

Liu Qiaoer believed that it wouldn't take long before she would regain the emperor's favor.

Her good day has come.

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Shen Wei had just returned to her Yongning Palace. Before she had even sat down on the bench, Cai Lian came in to report that Xiang Yu, the senior palace maid serving Concubine Yu, had come and seemed to have something urgent to do.

Shen Wei asked Xiang Yu to come into the house.

As soon as Xiang Yu entered the room, he fell to his knees, his round, fat face full of panic: "My Lady, please save my master."

Shen Wei said gently: "Don't panic, talk slowly."

Xiang Yu started to complain, "Today is a day off, and the emperor came to Yongchun Palace and sat there all afternoon. The master has to eat snacks every afternoon, but when the emperor comes, the master dare not eat snacks. She is so hungry that she is almost starving to death."

Zhang Miaoyu was timid and feared that she would be scolded by the emperor if she ate too much, so she could only endure the hunger silently.

Secretly send Xiang Yu out to ask Shen Wei for help.

A faint smile flashed across Shen Wei's lips. She stood up and said, "I have made some new green tea shortbread in the small kitchen of my palace. They are fresh out of the oven. You can take them back and let Yu Fei have a taste. I will change my clothes and visit Concubine Yu later."

Cailian handed the food box containing the pastries to Xiangyu.

Xiangyu held the food box, expressing gratitude.

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Yongchun Palace was Zhang Miaoyu's bedroom.

Zhang Miaoyu was optimistic, generous, and got along well with the servants. In the past, Yongchun Palace was always full of joy, and the masters and servants happily ate delicious meals together.

But since the emperor came, the peaceful atmosphere of Yongchun Palace disappeared, like a swarm of locusts. The palace servants dared not make a sound and just worked silently with their heads down.

Xiang Yu carried the food box and carefully returned to the inner hall. The emperor sat on the main seat, reading a book. Zhang Miaoyu sat on a chair not far away, feeling very uncomfortable.

"Master, Concubine Chen sent you a box of green tea biscuits." Xiangyu opened the food box.

A plate of green tea biscuits was brought to the small table, with four leaf-sized biscuits on the plate.

The method of making this green tea shortbread is simple. The spring tea tribute from the south is dried, ground into green tea powder, mixed and kneaded with flour, and then carefully baked by the chef to make delicious green tea shortbread.

It smells delicious right out of the pot.

Zhang Miaoyu had been craving for it for a long time, and couldn't wait to stretch out her fat hand. Before her hand touched the green tea shortbread, she heard Li Yuanjing's majestic cough.

"Cough cough!"

Zhang Miaoyu forced a smile and asked reluctantly, "Your Majesty, are you tired of reading? Would you like to try some shortbread?"

Zhang Miaoyu thought that the emperor had eaten all kinds of delicacies from land and sea, so he would definitely not look down on four small pieces of crispy cakes.

But Li Yuanjing said, "Okay, I'll try it."

Zhang Miaoyu suppressed her reluctance and asked Xiangyu to take the plate over.

Li Yuanjing took a bite and found it tasted good.

So he ate all four green tea biscuits.

Zhang Miaoyu was heartbroken as she watched this insane scene! The emperor actually snatched a concubine's snack!

Is there any royal method for this?

Zhang Miaoyu was angry but dared not say anything, she turned around silently. Xiangyu winked at Zhang Miaoyu, suggesting that Shen Wei would come to rescue her later.

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About half an hour later, Shen Wei changed into a brand new gorgeous spring dress and took a sedan chair to Yongchun Palace where Zhang Miaoyu was.

The atmosphere in Yongchun Palace was very depressing, cold and lifeless. Shen Wei stepped into the inner hall of Yongchun Palace and saw the chief seat, Li Yuanjing, pretending to read a book.

Li Yuanjing wore a dark gold robe with a round collar and dragon pattern, a jade crown, and held a copy of "Zizhi Tongjian" in his hand, pretending to read it. At first glance, he looked particularly dignified.

Zhang Miaoyu sat awkwardly on a rosewood bench not far away, her fat face full of restraint and anxiety.

Seeing Shen Wei's slender figure, Zhang Miaoyu felt like she had seen a savior. She stood up happily and said, "Sister Shen Wei, what brings you here? Come in and sit down!"

Zhang Miaoyu welcomed Shen Wei into the inner hall.

Li Yuanjing's mind was no longer on the books. His ink-black eyes moved slowly, and he glanced at Shen Wei who came to visit.

Shen Wei greeted calmly, "I greet the Emperor."

Li Yuanjing said without even raising his head: "Stand up."

After saying that, Li Yuanjing lowered his eyes and continued to flip through the "Zizhi Tongjian" in his hand.

Zhang Miaoyu pulled Shen Wei to sit at the small table next to them. Shen Wei smiled and said, "The kitchen just made green tea shortbread. I'm afraid one box is not enough for you, so I brought two more boxes. Sister Miaoyu, can you try some?"

Zhang Miaoyu said happily: "Okay, okay! I'll try it right away!"

The two of them drank tea and ate snacks and chatted happily.

Zhang Miaoyu said, "Sister Shen Wei, you smell so good, what kind of perfume are you wearing?"

Shen Wei said, "It's the magnolia powder from Qixiangzhai in Yanjing City. The day after tomorrow I will go to Anguo Temple and ask the palace maid to go to the market and bring a box for Sister Miaoyu."

Zhang Miaoyu said, "That's great! But what are you going to do in Anguo Temple?"

Shen Wei said: "The Queen Mother misses Zhaoyang, but unfortunately she is not well yet and cannot travel, so she asked me to go to Anguo Temple to pray for Zhaoyang."

The two of them chatted with each other, completely ignoring Li Yuanjing, who was sitting at the host seat.

Li Yuanjing held the book in his hand, unable to read a single word, and pricked up his ears to listen to Shen Wei's voice. He was such a grown-up sitting here, but Shen Wei was just greeting him when she came in, and didn't say anything else.

Li Yuanjing felt terrible!

Li Yuanjing deliberately put down the book in his hand and pretended to cough inadvertently to remind him: "Cough——"

Zhang Miaoyu and Shen Wei turned around after hearing this. Zhang Miaoyu asked, "Your Majesty, is your throat uncomfortable? Why don't you ask an imperial physician to take a look?"

Li Yuanjing coughed slightly and spoke casually, "It's been cold at night these days. I have a slight cold."