Chapter 50 The little pitiful person at full level

The emperor's attention was divided in two.

People's hearts are biased, so his attention was naturally divided more by Jiang Xian, roughly in a ratio of 8:2, with Jiang Xian taking eight and Chen Yao two. Only two-tenths of his attention was also given by Chen Yao

Attracted by the tragedy.

Women in the palace were very particular about their manners. Even if they were crying, they would open their beautiful eyes and shed tears slowly. But when Chen promised her no, her face wrinkled up, her tears flowed like a waterfall, and she bit her tears tightly.

Lip, hold back from crying, for fear of losing etiquette in front of the palace.

It hurts, it hurts so much.

Just now, Jiang Xian and He Xiang pressed her knees, one at a time. This time, He Xiang was afraid that her mistress would miss the important event, so they secretly pinched the flesh of her lower back - at worst, she could just kowtow to the mistress and admit her mistake afterwards.

Her heart-wrenching performance was all about emotion and no technique.

"Liang Yuyin, hurry up and tell the imperial doctor,"

The emperor was startled: "Help your master to rest on the couch in the side hall."

He didn't know that Chen promised to only hurt his knee. Seeing her crying so miserably, as if her hair was ready to curl up at any moment, the thoughts in his heart were filled with the feeling of an emperor's ruthlessness——

Don't die in the main palace where his beloved concubine lives.

How unlucky it would be otherwise.

Of course, thinking this way, there was no delay in calling the imperial doctor for full treatment. The Holy Emperor always had a fast-footed little eunuch beside him, so that when the emperor wanted to communicate something important, he could convey it as soon as possible. The little eunuch

After receiving the token, he no longer had to abide by the palace rules that required palace residents to walk gracefully and gracefully. He ran to the imperial hospital as fast as he could, fearing that if he took one step too slow, Chen promised to die.

He Xiang accepted the order and supported Chen Yao to return to the side hall.

There were only two masters and servants in the side hall bedroom. Chen promised to lose control immediately. As soon as he lay down on the couch, he bared his teeth and said, "Hey, my dear mother! You want my life! What's the matter?"

"My Lord, please spare my life..."

Hexiang knelt beside the couch, humbly beating her legs for her.

As a result, he hit her again on the knee.

Chen promised to take a breath: "It's my young master who should beg you for mercy."

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After Chen promised to be sent to the back of the palace, Jiang Xian raised her head and looked at the emperor.

At this time, Xi Shi, the misfortune template in her mind, reminded her through her heartbeat: [Gently frowned, raised a hand and pressed it on her heart.]

[I know how to frown. Would it be too artificial to put my hand on my heart? 】

[Absolutely not, you listen to me, you are not pretentious enough, men can’t tell.]

Jiang Xian had a slight epiphany.

It turns out that pretending to be pitiful in front of a man is just like pretending to work hard in front of the boss. You need to make it very obvious. It is best to make your colleagues think that you owe millions of online loans to be so flattering and hard-working, so that the boss will understand.

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Pretending to be beautiful, Xi Tzu is a professional.

In addition, as soon as the little pitiful aura was opened, the emperor saw his beloved concubine frowning slightly, and she actually looked haggard and sickly, with red eyes and a bit of frightened confusion...

Before she opened her mouth to speak, Xi Shi reminded her again: [The anger is sinking in the Dantian, and the voice should be delicate and sad.]

Dantian...

Where is Dantian!

Jiang Xian vaguely remembered that the Dantian should be a few people's position below the navel, so the core strength she had exercised every day came in handy. Under Xi Shi's technical guidance, she said a heart-wrenching and soul-stirring cry: "Your Majesty

…”

After saying that, he stood up and saluted.

The emperor quickly pushed her back onto the chair and sat next to her: "Why does my beloved concubine look so bad?"

Jiang Xian did not answer. She first saw Mian Xia walking in with the emperor, and said angrily: "I just feel a little uncomfortable, just sit down and rest. Why bother the emperor? The emperor just said last time that something happened."

Let’s go look for the Queen first. I think it won’t be a problem if I’m slightly sick. The Emperor is already so busy, so how can I..."

As she spoke, her eyes turned red again: "It's just that when I saw the emperor now, I couldn't help but feel happy. I really deserve death. No wonder others say that I don't understand the rules."

The concubine's eagerness and restraint made her look pitiful and adorable in the eyes of the emperor, so how could he blame her?

What the emperor noticed was another thing: "Who said you have no rules?"

The opportunity to complain has come!

Xi Shi uses heart sounds to provide off-site guidance:

[When redressing a grievance, be careful not to feel truly aggrieved.]

【When you feel wronged, you will become incoherent.】

[Redress of grievances should be told eloquently, like a storyteller. Your purpose is to make the audience feel involved in your fate, to feel pity for you, to amplify your grievances, to think that you are excusable, and to be your enemy.

Sin is unforgivable.]

[In your story, you are justice, you are everything, thinking about the overall situation, and being considerate of others are what sages do. You are a disaster in the hands of the monarch. As long as the scale in the monarch's heart tilts to your side, you will

Just win.]

【Seven points true, three points false.】

There was a flash of water, and the tears that were squeezed out covered up the scheming and calculation in Jiang Xian's eyes.

Her brain was working rapidly and she regarded the statement as an unscripted speech.

"My concubine knows that it is her blessing to be a noble person with the body of Pu Liu, so she tries to keep a low profile in the harem so as not to attract attention. However, Sister Chen is young, so she is inevitably more lively and active, so she just went to a

When I returned to the imperial garden to enjoy the flowers, I met Guo Guiren. Guo Guiren asked me where my concubine was and why I was not with her.

Traveling together? Sister Chen and Concubine are like sisters, but they know the rules very well and dare not inform Guo Guiren of Concubine's whereabouts. Guo Guiren said that Sister Chen's words and deeds are unruly, and she is as ignorant of rules as Concubine, and she deserves it.

As a punishment, she was made to kneel in the imperial garden for a whole hour. When she came back, her legs were already bad."

Starting from inheritance, transformation and integration, the elements are complete.

Seven points are true, and the other three points are false, which means "I don't know the rules like my concubine" and "It's no longer good".

Even if she borrowed ten dog guts from Guo Guiren, she wouldn't dare to arrange the current Jiang Xian like this. At most, she would point at Chen and promise to blame Sang and scold Huai. But how should she explain it? The whole paragraph is true, with only one falsehood mixed in.

, there is no monitoring system available in the Imperial Garden, it all depends on who the emperor trusts.

Punishing someone to kneel down is not so easy as to make someone crippled.

But the sound of "It's not good" is very reminiscent of Wei Xing. Combined with the expression on Chen's face before she was carried away, the emperor believed that her condition was really not good.

Xi Shi's heartbeat sounded in Jiang Xian's mind:

[At this moment, lean into his arms and don’t want him to stand up for you.]

Jiang Xian leaned on her chest and swallowed her tears: "This is the first time I have seen this kind of battle since I entered the palace. Sister Chen's legs... I can't even look at them! I am so scared, and now the emperor is holding me

I feel much better now that I'm with you, and I don't feel aggrieved anymore."

[Originally it would be better to let the palace maid speak for you, but your palace maid is afraid that her skills are not perfect enough, and she will be exposed and not beautiful.] Xi Shi added.

Yes, Bai Lianhua doesn’t even need to speak on her own.

After hearing this, the emperor became a little unhappy.

Is this really the case?

He didn't ask, but gave Liang Yuyin a look. The latter left the scene silently, apparently to check the scene.

"Xian'er has always been sensible and doesn't cause trouble. Of course I trust you. Someone must have deliberately caused trouble." The emperor took the hot tea from the eunuch and personally delivered it to Jiang Xian. He watched her take it with both hands and whispered.

thank you

, and drank the hot tea in small sips, he couldn't help but smile: "I've scared you to this point by kneeling down as a punishment. Others don't know how squeamish you should be when they hear it, but when you practice "Wushuang", the pain you suffered must be far greater than that.

The penalty is to kneel a hundred times."

Dancing at heights requires walking across silk.

The emperor didn't know how many times she had fallen behind her back, how heavy and painful the fall was.

Jiang Xian used her pitiful aura and fan filter to the fullest, and even her teardrops almost burst into colorful light.

"Xian'er, please stop crying, it makes me feel bad."

"I could hold it back, but as soon as I saw the emperor, I couldn't hold it back anymore."

Jiang Xian said sincerely with tears in her eyes.

Translation: There were no tears originally, but now that the emperor is here, they will definitely shed tears.

The people waiting in front of the emperor lowered their heads, looked at their noses, noses, and hearts. They all felt that Gu Guiren was particularly clever. His words were really nice, and he was really able to put down his face and show all his weaknesses in front of the emperor. The concubine next to him, always

You have to worry about your dignity, even in front of the emperor, you are not willing to show weakness, or you show weakness, but the way of expression is more graceful, which is not the same as a straight emperor.

Because he is too lazy to appreciate it carefully.

As for Gu Gu, she crushed all her emotions and sent them to the emperor, using a simple and crude expression technique that even straight men could understand.

"I love to cry, but the emperor dislikes me?"

"Xian'er, please stop saying stupid things. I'm just afraid that your eyes will be damaged from crying. After the imperial doctor takes your pulse, I will have to prescribe you some prescriptions to protect your eyes."

"The emperor laughs at his concubine."

She buried her head in the emperor's arms, and with the strength of Xi Shi's sick beauty, she burst into tears, which soon wetted the emperor's clothes. He raised her chin, and saw only the concubine's unparalleled face as she cried.

The little cat is so beautiful that I feel pity for it.

She was wearing a thin plain gauze dress, and her round and small shoulders had a hazy and soft beauty under the gauze. The beauty had a heart disease, and she had more of a soulful charm than usual. He unconsciously tightened his grip on her waist.

Confinement is extremely useful beyond words.

How can someone cry so beautifully?

The emperor who had just told Xian'er not to cry stopped. He suddenly felt that it was good for his beloved concubine to cry. Not to mention her beauty, it made his heart twitch. It was a very fresh experience. He had never seen it in the harem before.

Which woman could make him feel like this.

When you are in a dormitory, you don't marry a wife for her beauty, but for the help she brings from her family background.

Of course, the aristocratic family would not dare to send something too shabby.

Concubine Rong is a bright and beautiful woman, while the queen is less beautiful, but is also a very dignified and beautiful girl. They have the confidence brought by their family backgrounds. Only Jiang Xian has nothing, and only has me in her heart.

He had seen the strong side of his beloved concubine, and when he saw her panicking and asking for help from him, the contrast made him feel twice as happy.

Alas, you must love me very much to show your true feelings like this!

"How can I laugh at you? It's too late to love you."

"Then the emperor is just blaming me in my heart for being petty, coquettish and pretentious."

Seeing Jiang Xian gradually showing her saucy and arrogant attitude, the emperor was overjoyed - the pale and sickly beauty was very attractive, but when the pale face was dyed with the indulgent color he was accustomed to, it was also extremely cute.

Two imperial doctors arrived, and the more skilled physician Xin consciously stayed in the main hall, while the remaining doctor went to the side hall to diagnose and treat Chen.

Doctor Xin hurriedly stepped forward to check his pulse, and despite the emperor's death gaze, he responded with great caution: "Back to the emperor, Gu Gugui was frightened and suddenly short of breath and chest tightness. It's not serious. As long as he stays away from the things that frightened him, he can nurse himself back to health.

Just one session."

"Is it really nothing serious?"

The emperor frowned and asked.

This is the harbinger of medical trouble! Doctor Xin was uneasy. Before he replied, he saw Jiang Xian nodding slightly towards him, which brought him happiness to his heart: "Please rest assured, Your Majesty, Gu Guiren's body is healthier than ordinary people. Others may be surprised if they are shocked."

It takes five days to regain your soul, Gu Guiren only needs two pills of medicine prescribed by me, and if you take it on time every day, you will no longer have chest pain."

Jiang Xian pulled the emperor's hand and said in a coquettish voice: "Your Majesty, Doctor Xin also said that I should stay away from those scary things!"

The emperor understood the meaning of her words in a second, and smiled: "Xian'er, if you were not the one who went to the imperial garden today instead of Chen Yasheng, I think it would be Guo Guiren who would hide his face and cry bitterly."

Hey, Royal Garden!

Isn’t that the harem melon field?

Doctor Xin pricked up his ears and ate the melon. As he was eating, he suddenly realized something was wrong...According to this logic, he just told Jiang Xian to "stay away from things that frighten her." Didn't he send her a raft to attack Guo Guiren? Guo Nanshan

If he knew that his daughter was accidentally killed by him in the palace, he might be angry with him.

"Your Majesty actually thinks of me so harshly. I am unjust."

Jiang Xian put on a pitiful look.

Anyway, Guo Guiren was not here, so she couldn't explain herself, so she directly responded with full firepower: "As early as in Chuxiu Palace, I was often annoyed by Guo Guiren, and she insisted on grabbing the hot water that I had cooked.

The emperor didn't know something. After entering the palace, he was favored based on his position. He only half-footed his way into the harem.

The issue is about birth status. If you want to blame me, I have to blame my concubine’s father for not living up to expectations! We are all young masters, but I can only be humble and humble in front of Guo Guiren. If the emperor hadn’t promoted me to a nobleman, and given him

In order to get a decent title, she might even want my concubine to be her maid!"

These words made the emperor very happy, which can be described as a great act of filial piety.

"My beloved concubine is not as pitiful as she said."

"My concubine's father is not angry with his father, but if my husband strives for his own arrogance, my concubine's face will be bright."

It was an eye-opener for Dr. Xin who lowered his head to listen.

I had long heard that this master was very favored. I originally thought it was because of his beauty, but now it seems that he is also quite talkative. His ability to flatter people is at least as good as the best.

The emperor listened and listened, and no one would pursue the irregular details. He squeezed her hand and said: "I only want to say one thing to you, and you will have something to say back to me."

"Not everyone can listen to what I say. Like some people, I won't even say a word to her."

"So I'm still your confidant?"

"The emperor is a great hero who upholds justice for me. I have many things to say to the emperor."

What kind of conversation is this?

Dr. Xin felt that this medical visit could be regarded as a work-related injury.

However, the straight male emperor understood such rough and direct vernacular and especially liked to hear it. He changed the topic and said, "So, what Doctor Xin said is not completely unreasonable."

Because there is a foreigner here, I won’t call you Xianer anymore.
Chapter completed!