Before the polo game was midfield, Wen Yin forced herself to stand up and take a break.

Seeing that her face was weak, Zhu Jing changed his expression: "But what's wrong?"

As he said that, he wanted to call the imperial doctor to come over, but Wen Yin hurriedly stopped him.

"It's probably because I've been tired these two days. Let's go back and lie down and rest slowly." She signaled to him the full royal relatives and advised him: "Your Majesty, don't mobilize all the troops. After all, the royal relatives are all there on this happy day, and you're looking at so many eyes. You, don't let me lose my solemnity."

When Zhu Jing heard this, he frowned and repeatedly reminded the servants who were serving him. Then he temporarily suppressed the urge to return with her and let her leave.

It was the moment when the game was in full swing. Especially after the Imperial Concubine left the court, the atmosphere in the court seemed to be more active, and there were often yelling to the audience seats. The concubines seemed to be more relaxed, waving the pokes and commanding their teammates to pass the ball with a strong fighting spirit. Once hit, they were cheerful and laughing heroically.

The concubines who did not end up seeing these situations, and the royal relatives also saw them. Unlike the former who whispered secretly, the latter all cheered and applauded, and the atmosphere was unprecedentedly lively.

As a famous royal family member, the seat of the Chang Wang and his wife is closer to the Huangluo umbrella. As a woman, she pays special attention to the open and secret struggles of the women in the backyard. Shortly after seeing the imperial concubine leave, the queen actually left the scene on the pretext. After thinking about it for a while, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart. The queen of the central palace really had a deep and sensation. She didn't compete with the imperial concubine for a moment, but even considered avoiding such occasions, as if she was afraid that she would fall into the eyes of the other party.

Princess Chang thought to herself that it is really good to avoid her sharp edge, but it is really boring to be so frustrated in the future. If it were her, she would probably never be able to do it.

Just as he was about to be out of sight, he saw Wu Jiang, the eunuch and general manager beside the imperial concubine, bowing his head and hurried towards the right direction of the Huangluo umbrella. After bowing and reporting in a low voice, the emperor's frowning brow stretched a little. Princess Chang looked at it carefully, thinking to himself that the weak imperial concubine who was leaving would be fine.

The emperor was a little absent-minded before, so he probably put down the stones in his heart. Listening to the sound of galloping horse hooves and the cheers from time to time, he gradually became interested and turned his attention to the events on the field.

Feeling the Lord's sight came, the atmosphere in the venue became even more lively.

From time to time, there were angrily and delicate shouts or crisp and pleasant laughter. They seemed to have forgotten that there were still spectators outside the court, as if they were fully immersed in the wonderful game. Some concubines waved the club and bent over the horse's back to hit the ball, and their bodies were graceful. The cheeks that were passing by the outside of the court were brushed by the wind-swept hair. They lowered their eyes and pursed their lips and smiled lightly like a picture of a lady; some concubines raised their chins and smiled brightly after hitting the ball, and their sun shone across their cheeks as if they were dreamy.

All kinds of charming and beautiful.

Princess Chang felt a stagnant. I wonder if it was her illusion that she saw some of the shadows of the imperial concubines... in some concubines. It was not just a single point of appearance, but some minor form and behavior.

She subconsciously wanted to look in the direction of Huang Luo Umbrella. Yu Guang saw the emperor looking ahead, and the tea seemed to be in a daze.

Princess Chang looked back and looked into the field again.

It seems that the harem seems calm, but in fact the fight has never stopped for a while.

After the banquet, King Chang and his wife returned home in a carriage.

In the car, Princess Chang whispered to her husband in detail about the matters she had observed in the harem, and Prince Chang listened quietly.

The imperial family is no better than other families, and the harem also reflects the previous dynasty.

Although he was a relative, he was a man, so it was not convenient for him to stare at the concubines in the harem, so his wife needed to take action. He predicted some things based on these minor changes in the harem so that he could make some response strategies as soon as possible in the changing court situation in the future.

After listening, King Chang thought for a while, and before he could ask Princess Chang, he added: "After all, I can't keep staring at the direction of the superiors, and I only dared to glance at the eye in a hurry, so I don't dare to take it seriously which one can get the attention of the emperor."

After thinking about it, Princess Chang said, "When the Imperial Concubine came to Beijing from Longxi, I had the honor to see her polo competition and her heroic posture of riding a horse and hitting a ball. Now I looked carefully. Lu Ping's posture and behavior and smile were similar to the Imperial Concubine."

King Chang thought about it and quickly skipped Lu Ping's family background.

Princess Chang couldn't help but say: "It's possible that the imperial concubine will shoot herself in the foot this time. She wanted to establish a good relationship with the concubines in the harem, but she wanted to get closer, but she didn't want everyone to have selfish intentions. After getting along for a long time, it made others see her a little similar. So, if she has any omissions, others can't wait to replace her."

King Chang waved his hand: "The holy intention is hard to predict. But if you look at merely, you can't say anything."

Princess Chang snorted coldly, but she didn't say anything again. However, she knew in her heart that her prince had determined that the position of the imperial concubine could not be shaken. After all, the position of the fourth prince was there. The emperor is now making great contributions to the fourth prince, which indirectly also shows that the position of the imperial concubine cannot be shaken.

But she knew that since ancient times, things have been a foregone conclusion. Moreover, men's hearts are even more erratic. Whether it is common people's homes or high-ranking officials' homes, men's hearts are mostly in which room they love their children's hearts fall in.

Today he can love the fourth prince to the core, holding it in his palm and wishing to immediately raise it to the highest position. How could he know that tomorrow he would not turn his heart to other women and instead give love to the fifth prince and sixth prince of the woman next to him?

In the Yangxin Palace, Wu Jiang whispered quickly and quietly retreated.

Wen Yin put the empty medicine bowl on the tray, and after lying down, Nian Xia also retreated.

Nian Xia walked out of the bedroom with a mahogany tray and saw Wu Jiang who was bent outside the door, and could not hide his burning expression on his face, and he moved his lips several times.

Wu Jiang shook his head in slightest motion to her to keep silent.

Although the two of them eat each other, they rarely communicate on weekdays. Although they live under the same roof, Wujiang treats her like a guest.

Just as Nian Xia was listening in the room, she heard a vague ear. When she heard that a concubine wanted to challenge the empress's authority, she couldn't help but feel worried and angry. She wanted to ask something from Wujiang, but the two were not close and didn't know how to speak.

Seeing Wu Jiang's attitude of not speaking, she had to stop being anxious.

The polo event was followed by a night banquet, which was held in Jiaotai Hall.

The emperor didn't stay at the banquet for long, and he couldn't wait to get back to his bedroom.

Seeing that the emperor came back early, Nian Xia let go of her heart, which was raised high.

"Can you be safe?"

When he stepped into the bedroom, Zhu Jing spoke up for inquiries.

Nian Xia hurriedly whispered: "Go back to the emperor, the empress got a little better after she came back and took the medicine. She had just taken the second medicine and went to bed."

Zhu Jing couldn't help but let his foot down. While nodding, he walked in the wrong direction of the bedroom. He opened the silk curtain with his fingers and lowered his head in.

Wen Yin was asleep lightly. She woke up when she felt her arm holding her. After snuggling to him, she muttered with a nasal tone, "Who won..."

Then he heard a low laugh from the top of his head: "Why are you still thinking about this when you sleep? If you don't sleep well, you should beat me." As he said that, he pretended to pat her on her shoulders.

She muttered again, and he listened to him, who had won the vaguely.

He laughed and joked, "I really want to know? Then please, I will tell you."

After saying that, he didn't hear the noise for a while. He lowered his eyes and saw that the other person's head was leaning against his body and breathing smoothly. He was obviously asleep again.

He shook his head and laughed, pulled the quilt over the two of them, lay flat and closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The people in the palace thought that the imperial concubine was a little ill this time, but no one expected that she would have been in a state of lingering bed for half a month.

Since the concubines in the harem were in the limelight that day, people have made an appointment to go to the Imperial Garden to ride a horse and hit the ball together. However, the Imperial Garden without the Imperial Palace also has no sign of the emperor, which inevitably makes people feel bored.

On this day, an imperial edict from the Yangxin Palace was passed on to the harem.

This imperial decree shocked some people and made some people... eager to try it out.

The imperial concubine issued an order to let the concubines in the harem take turns to the Yangxin Palace to serve the sick.

"Empress, Lu is here."

Wen Yin nodded, and after pressing her lips and coughing a few times, she signaled the palace servant to invite him in.

Lu came in with his eyebrows down and approached the bed and blessed himself: "I'm sorry, please do me."

"Don't be so polite, get up quickly." Wen Yin said intimately and asked her to show her seat. "I said that it was not for you to serve Ji, but you just asked you to come and talk with me in the name of "Shi Ji" to help me relieve my boredom."

"Empress, the gifts cannot be abolished."

"If there is no outsider, you won't pay attention to these things, otherwise you will be separated."

Wen Yin glanced at her and scolded her, and Lu Peng pursed her lips and smiled.

The palace servants often added tea and snacks, and the two of them spoke in the bedroom, and the atmosphere was lively.

Wen Yin slowly drank the warm tea while listening to the other party laughing and talking about the latest news in the palace. His eyes occasionally flashed past the woman in front of him without any trace.

Lu Ping was wearing it as usual, but the color and style can just set off her figure and temperament. Some details are quite particular, such as the flower branches with several colors of thread embroidered half an inch close to the cuff. At first glance, she couldn't tell any name, but whenever she accidentally raised her wrist, the subtle colors would shine with her fair and beautiful woman, like branches wrapped around her snow wrist, which was quite stunning.

Today, the other party tied his hair high, revealing his slender neck, and his white face as white as porcelain shows his youthful vitality.

Nearly noon, the voices of palace people paying respects came from outside.

At the same time, there were calm and powerful footsteps.

While the curtain was lifted out of the outside, Lu Pin subconsciously glanced toward the outside of the door, and there was still a smile that had not been finished when he had just talked.

The next moment she stood up in a hurry, then calmed down again, and retreated to the side with a calm eyebrow down again. She was regular, sensible, and tried her best to reduce her sense of existence.

Wen Yin slowly rubbed the cup body with her fingertips.

When you lower your eyebrows and please your eyes, you are gentle, but when you raise your eyes, you are quite smart. However, you can show your striking and brightness on the field. You should go in as soon as you should, without giving in any way. It is so outstanding that it is hard to see.

Lupin knows how to advance if he should go forward and retreat when he should go back, and knows how to seize opportunities.

"I'm better today?"

Zhu Jing strode as he took off his crown and glanced at Wen Yin's face, then looked at the palace servant next to him: "What do you say after the imperial doctor saw it?"

"Return to the emperor, the imperial doctor..."

"If you want to rest, what new ideas can you have?" Wen Yin angrily and frowned. "If you drink medicine all day long, you will taste nothing."

Zhu Jing lowered his voice: "The good medicine is good for the disease. If you take it for a while, don't stop the medicine will do whatever you want." After speaking, his eyes were sharp and he looked at the palace servants on both sides, warning them to watch the empress take medicine on time.

Wen Yin secretly twisted his hand and signaled him not to scare the people in the palace.

Zhu Jing raised his eyebrows, grabbed her hand and put it in his palm and pulled her into his arms with force, but saw her struggling, and coughed lightly and quickly said: "Master, Sister Lu is still here."

Zhu Jing paused and looked around for a while. The place found the concubine who was quietly staying on the side.

Pin Lu hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.

"My sister Lu is here to talk to me to relieve my boredom, which makes me really happy." Wen Yin smiled, "Master, Sister Lu is thoughtful and meticulous. I think she will come to serve in the Palace of Heartwarming during this period."

Zhu Jing didn't care and said something to her decide.
Chapter completed!