All the concubines in the harem are time travelers

Li Ji, riding a tall red-maned horse, looked at the palace maids kneeling on the ground and asked.

"Where did the maid you just let go go?"

The guards dropped their swords and kowtowed.

"Your Majesty, spare your life, Your Majesty, spare your life."

"The maid claimed to be from the Yikun Palace and said that her mother was seriously ill and had gone to the eastern suburbs."

Today I met such a palace maid who used silver to leave the palace.

They had just received the silver ingot when they were discovered by the emperor. The emperor really had extraordinary powers.

There was no sound of the emperor's reprimand in my ears, but instead a burst of hurried horse hooves' sounds.

They did not dare to look up until the emperor disappeared outside the palace gate on his horse, then they stood up and picked up the sword on the ground.

The leading general came over from not far away and scolded loudly.

"After the shift change, everyone will receive 40 lashes."

The guards were indignant, but did not dare to say a word.

The emperor didn't punish them, so why would Lin Chengrui rely on the fact that he is the empress dowager's distant nephew?

It is still unclear how he got this official position. It is said that he made great contributions at the border, but who knows whether it is true or not.

Promoting him to serve in the palace was just a matter of a word from the Queen Mother.

After Lin Chengrui finished his instructions, he continued patrolling with a group of guards.

Concubine Jia and her personal maid Qin Yin came towards them.

She has a pretty face, thin willow-shaped eyebrows, and a light pink palace dress. The elegance adds a touch of otherworldly temperament, and the wide skirt flows behind her, making her look elegant and luxurious.

She held a round fan in her hand and waved it gently, with a hollow golden hairpin with a flying phoenix on her head. As she moved with her lotus steps, the fan made a tinkling sound, which made her look very charming and graceful.

When Concubine Jia raised her eyes and saw that it was him, her chin raised a little more.

The two had met in the Cining Palace a long time ago, and she knew that Guard Lin was a relative of the Empress Dowager.

According to his rank, he had to greet her.

"I pay my respects to the Imperial Concubine."

"It's Guard Lin, where are we going?"

"In reply to your Majesty, I am currently on patrol."

Concubine Jia looked at him, but he didn't look at her.

He has the physique of a typical warrior, and his temper is also very rude.

She snorted softly, stopped talking to him, and walked away holding Qinyin's hand.

The emperor hadn't seen her for several days, so she had no choice but to walk around the palace more often, hoping to meet him by chance.

It’s strange. Wasn’t Bu Ji menstruating? Why didn’t the emperor summon other concubines?

It must be that some vixen has seduced the emperor again, and she just didn't come out of the palace to see it.

Lin Chengrui stood there, looking at Cui Lihua's back, talking to himself.

"It's just like when he was a kid. After all these years, he's still so arrogant."

"Who would be willing to marry her except the Emperor?"

As he looked at it, his eyes lit up and he bent down to pick up the handkerchief that had fallen on the ground. There was a peony embroidered on the handkerchief.

This person who hadn't laughed for a long time also laughed.

When she was little, she said she wanted to be a queen and rule the country, and now she still has the same idea.

He picked up the handkerchief and wanted to chase after her, but Cui Lihua had already disappeared.

He had no choice but to stuff the handkerchief into his robe and give it to Qinyin when he patrolled to Yikun Palace another day.

His face was red, but he couldn't see it. The subordinates around him didn't dare to ask him, for fear of saying or doing something wrong and getting beaten.

Lord Lin has a very strange temper.

It was probably because he followed the emperor in battles in the past few years and survived many life-threatening situations, which tempered his temperament and made him different from that of ordinary people.

Disciplining the guards in the palace was like training soldiers at the frontier, meticulous and strict, so many guards criticized him privately.

In the end, I couldn't beat him and had to obey him.

On the streets of the eastern suburbs of Beijing.

There was a bustling crowd of people, and on both sides of the street were small vendors selling rouge and powder, mutton stuffed with Hu pancakes, and freshly hunted game. The shouts were chaotic but very loud and clear.

Bu Ji heard from Li'er that his second uncle's shop was in the eastern suburbs and was the largest cloth shop with a booming business, earning as much as the high-ranking officials in the capital.

She changed into the clothes in her bag as soon as she left the palace, but she didn't dare walk around the street in her palace maid's clothes and attract attention.

The light blue corset dress has layers of hem but no trailing, and is very light.

The single spiral bun has no hairpin, only a pearl flower inlaid with pearls, which is unique and exquisite.

Just such an inconspicuous outfit made many people look back every few steps.

The shopkeeper saw a customer coming, leaned over to look, and opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.

The woman who came in had flowing clothes, black hair like clouds, picturesque eyebrows and eyes like autumn water, like a fairy that came alive from a painting.

If the Queen Mother's seven fairies could come down to earth, they would definitely look like this.

"Shopkeeper, shopkeeper."

Bu Ji called out several times before the shopkeeper responded, walked out from behind the counter and greeted him with a smile.

"What kind of brocade do you want to see, young lady? Our Tiancheng Cloth Shop is the largest cloth shop in the capital. We guarantee that we can buy the brocade you want."

Bu Ji waved his hand and looked around the cloth shop.

"I don't want to buy cloth. I want to see your young lady."

The shopkeeper uttered "eh" several times in confusion, as he didn't remember that his young lady had such a good friend.

This girl looks familiar, I've probably seen her somewhere before.

"My young lady went out early in the morning as invited. She will be back soon. You can wait in the store."

Bu Ji nodded, and seeing that there were many customers in the store, he stood in the store for a while and then went out.

There is a tea shop next to it, which is quite quiet.

She sat down and the waiter came over immediately to serve her tea.

After a while, the cup of tea was finished. She stared at the street and saw Liang Xing.

Liang Xing was wearing a moonlight-white brocade robe. He was tall and slender, with bright eyes and eyebrows, and he had an upright air. It was hard to ignore his presence.

The young woman following him...should be Bu Yu.

Her eyes were full of affection, her figure was delicate and graceful, and even rouge could not hide the sickness on her face. She was a lovable sick beauty.

The two men stopped in front of the door of the cloth shop, and Bu Ji deliberately turned sideways to avoid their sight.

She held the empty tea bowl in her hand and listened to the conversation between the two.

Liang Xing was about to leave, and Bu Yu reached out and grabbed his wide sleeve.

What a reluctant play.

"Liang Lang, what you just said is because you think I am not in good health and may not be able to give birth to a child for you?"

"Miss Bu Er, I have no such intention. Offspring are not important to me."

"It's just that I have no intention of marrying in this life."

"I am willing to be your concubine."

"I already have someone I love. If you marry me as a concubine, you will surely feel resentment over time, and I'm afraid you will be separated from me and hurt yourself."

"After all, you are still afraid of my body."

Bu Yu smiled self-deprecatingly, with endless sadness in his eyes.

"I took my medicine on time. Didn't you see that I look better today?"

She forced a smile on her face, and as she spoke, her cheeks trembled, and a lot of the thick rouge fell off.

Bu Ji put down the tea bowl in his hand, stood up and left the tea shop.

There is no need to meet him. It seems that Liang Xing has made his own plans, which cannot be decided by the emperor's edict.

In the past, Bu Yu did not wear any makeup and even pretended to be sick, just to make Liang Xing look at her more. Now she has shot herself in the foot.

Lanling Liang probably wouldn't want a sickly girl to be the mistress of the household.