The wives of the concubines are empresses

When the two arrived at the palace, Lianhua and Muxiang helped her change her clothes, and Liuli helped her take off the head ornaments on her hair.

The attendant Liu Zhicheng and the guard Xiao Mo personally brought the foot washing water: "Your Majesty, Consort, the foot washing water is here."

The two of them put their feet in the foot basin one by one. After washing, the eunuch and Youyou wiped them respectively.

Shangguan Wanjun lay down on the inside, Huifei-Fengjinghan lay on the outside, Lianhua and Muxiang let down the bed curtains and left, taking a nap in the side hall, and Ouhe was guarding the door of the bedroom with Su Yude and Xiao Mo.

At the beginning, Shangguan Wanjun couldn't sleep and the two of them were silent. Finally, the atmosphere became a little awkward and Shangguan Wanjun took the initiative to speak.

"Shall we chat for a while?"

Concubine Hui-Feng Jinghan turned her head and looked over, meeting Shangguan Wanjun's calm and pretty face.

"Okay, what does the Emperor want to talk about?"

"Just...my beloved concubine's past." She didn't know what to talk about.

Hui Fei - Feng Jinghan held one of Shangguan Wanjun's jade hands and played with it, then began to tell his story.

"My husband is the second son in the family. He enjoys studying flowers and plants and painting. He has loved painting plants since he was a child."

"Then why don't you draw something like a building?"

“Painting, only very rarely.”

"That's not your area of ​​expertise."

Concubine Hui-Feng Jinghan smiled softly: "I guess so. Does the emperor like to look at paintings of architecture?"

Shangguan Wanjun raised the corner of her lips and said, "I like all good-looking ones."

Upon hearing this, Hui Fei-Feng Jinghan was stunned for a moment, and then asked a question that stunned Shangguan Wanjun.

"What about the good-looking ones?"

Shangguan Wanjun smiled and said, "I appreciate it."

Her frankness made Concubine Hui-Feng Jinghan smile. He thought the emperor would just say that he liked her.

"I like all beautiful things, but liking and loving are two different things." Just like liking and loving are two different things.

Concubine Hui - Feng Jinghan understood what the emperor said. Appreciation is just a simple liking for beautiful things, while other likings are... Then does he also have a chance to make the emperor like him?

There was a slight snoring sound coming from beside her, and Concubine Hui-Feng Jinghan was stunned. Has the emperor fallen asleep?

Seeing the soft and delicate jade hands and fingers in her hands, Hui Fei-Feng Jinghan smiled gently.

Since they left, Empress Dowager Xigong has thought a lot.

"Madam Cui, don't you think I'm useless?" She gave birth to a daughter but couldn't provide her with a good life. In the end, her daughter was taken away by the queen and raised in her care for many years.

Now that her daughter's throne is unstable, her maternal family is unable to help and is even dragging her daughter down. This is all due to her being useless as a mother.

Nanny Cui understood that the Queen Mother was blaming herself and sighed softly.

"Empress Dowager, no one can decide where they are born. She can feel your love for the Emperor. As long as you have the same heart as hers and are together, that is enough." As long as her master does not act foolishly, he will have a lifetime of wealth and glory and the respect and filial piety of the Emperor.

The Empress Dowager Xigong sighed and lowered her head. She understood what Nanny Cui said.

Because of her family background, she has always felt inferior, and this has been the case for over thirty years now. Thirty-eight years in total, but how many thirty-eight years are there in a lifetime?

Thinking about her daughter's unstable throne and the hidden dangers all around, she felt sorry for her daughter and that she, as a mother, was useless.

When he was young, he was not favored by the late emperor. When his daughter ascended the throne, he was unable to provide support to her mother's family and instead became a burden to her.

Shangguan Wanjun and Huifei-Feng Jinghan were already in the imperial study. One began to review memorials, and the other began to review and classify memorials. Their company always seemed so beautiful.

Liu Cheng handed over a letter. Shangguan Wanjun put down her red pen and took it. Judging from the handwriting, it should be from Concubine Ran.

"Your Majesty,

My husband and I have already gone to the counties around the capital and will arrive at the imperial palace tomorrow..."

Concubine Hui - Feng Jinghan raised his eyes unintentionally and saw the emperor reading the letter seriously. He sighed in his heart that it was true that beautiful people looked good in everything they did, and it was even pleasing to the eye.

"Xiao Liuzi, prepare the meals that Concubine Ran and Concubine Wu like for dinner tomorrow, and add a few of your signature dishes, as the county magistrate will be coming with us."

Liu Cheng bowed respectfully: "Yes, Your Majesty."

Hui Fei-Feng Jinghan was stunned. County magistrate?

What were you doing in the palace? Why did you come back with the two concubines?

Besides, when did Concubine Wu leave the palace?

How come I haven't heard any news at all?

He felt that the palace was full of mysteries, and the emperor was even more of a mystery, which made him always want to get closer and explore...

After reviewing most of the memorials, Shangguan Wanjun felt a little tired. She looked up and saw Concubine Hui still carefully reviewing and classifying the memorials. She pursed her lips slightly.

"My beloved concubine."

Concubine Hui-Feng Jinghan was stunned when he heard the emperor calling him.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong?"

"Let's take a break." People can't be busy all the time, they need to rest at the right time.

Concubine Hui-Feng Jinghan put down the memorial in her hand and said, "Okay."

Thinking of Concubine Hui's love for planting flowers and painting, she wanted to take a look.

"Would you like to paint?"

Concubine Hui - Feng Jinghan had never expected that the emperor would make this request. Thinking of the previous discussion between the two of them on this topic, she suddenly understood that the emperor must be interested.

"Okay, what does the emperor want to see?"

"I want to see orchids, or red plum blossoms."

Hui Fei-Feng Jinghan smiled gently: "Okay."

Minglan went to get Youlan's ink and began to grind it, while Shangguan Wanjun stood aside and prepared to watch.

Hui Fei-Feng Jinghan picked up the brush, dipped it in a small amount of ink on the inkstone, and began to paint seriously.

One is painting seriously, the other is looking seriously. If time and picture are frozen at this moment, how wonderful it would be.

Under his pen, orchid leaves appear and orchids slowly bloom.

At the moment when Concubine Hui-Fengjinghan was put to paper, Shangguan Wanjun moved closer to the orchid painting on the rice paper.

"The brushwork is smooth, and the orchid seems to be full of life. Would you mind giving this painting to me, my beloved concubine?" She really liked the painting of orchids, and it would be suitable to hang it in the imperial study.

Concubine Hui-Feng Jinghan smiled gently: "It is an honor for me that the emperor likes it."

Shangguan Wanjun understood that he agreed.

"Xiao Liuzi, be careful and have someone mount it for me."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

After taking a break for a cup of tea, the two continued to work.

Looking at the emperor carefully reviewing memorials at the desk, Concubine Hui - Feng Jinghan had a strange idea. She actually wanted to paint a picture of the emperor.

When he returned to his palace, he did exactly that.

When Liu Zhicheng saw the beauty in the painting, he looked at his concubine in shock.

The concubine actually took the initiative to draw the emperor's portrait?

This was the first time in all these years that he saw his wife paint something other than plants and buildings.

Thinking of a possibility, he looked up at his concubine in surprise. Could it be what he thought?

Thinking of the emperor's outstanding talent and beauty, graceful figure, and imperial majesty, combined with his gentle and dignified nature, and his cold and bright temperament, he formed a fatal temperament that made people look up to him and want to get close to him.