MTL - The Job of an Imperial Concubine-~ 62 rods

Ning Yu's temper is similar to her title. It is peaceful and peaceful. It is a woman who is very easy to make peace of mind. Zhuang Luozhen does not have much contact with him, so there is not much to say when tea is tasted.

Now she stands on the cusp of the limelight, although she has to guard against the heart, but she does not dare to be rude to her. This kind of scene that is carefully treated, it is extremely easy to produce spiritual satisfaction, and it is no wonder that such a woman tries her best to favor the palace, because power, luxury, and vanity must be built on the emperor's favor.

“Ning's tea here is always a bit more flavorful,” Yin said with a smile and put down the tea pot. “The same tea in the palace can't make this taste.”

"This is the truth. On weekdays, the emperor went to the palace to drink tea. He always wanted to boast of the tea from his sister," said the soft-smile interface. "I really feel that the tea in the palace is shabu-shabu when I drink it today."

"Xinggui’s sister and the soft-sister’s sister made it impossible to hide their faces.” Although Ning’s voice is not a drop of jade, but it gives a sense of comfort, with the gentleness of the gentle, let The woman's Zhuangluo couldn't help but feel a little love.

Affinity is also a weapon in the harem.

I took a lightly sip of the teacup, but the taste was very light, but with a long plum fragrance, she thought that some of the past generations of the female lord had a good hand to make some important things notice. When she thinks this way, she feels that she is incompetent. In terms of talent, she will not make poems, she will not paint, even tea, or not, she will not sing and dance, and she will not be able to recite thirty-six. In terms of feelings, it does not lead to which male food does not sleep and sleep, which does not meet the minimum standards for crossing the family.

"Zhao Xian can think about anything, so into the gods?" Soft and slightly looking at Zhuang Luo, this angle makes her appear to be somewhat condescending.

"Just think of the emperor when he came here, it is also abandoning the tea there. I don’t know what the reason is, now I know it." Zhuang Luo took a sip of his heart. "The emperor's stomach is Ning." The niece is raised so high that this kind of vulgarity can't make a good tea for the emperor."

"Zhao Xianrong Niangniang is very polite, who doesn't know what the kitchen made in the palace is extremely delicious," he said, because he lost his face because of the previous Jinfeng, so he is already facing the palace later than himself. Yin Rong’s Zhuang Luo’s heart is very unsatisfactory. “If you don’t have good tea, there is food to keep the emperor’s stomach.”

Is it an irony that she relies on food to keep the emperor's stomach, not for other reasons?

Zhuang Luo squatted back to look at the singer, "Wang Guifei likes the food there, and if there is leisure in the future, I will have a meal together?"

Laughter relies on food to keep the emperor, laughter and even food. When Zhuangluo hits opponents, there is never such good character.

"Thank you for your kindness, you don't care about your appetite." Yan Guizhen smiled and looked stiff. "It's better not to disturb the goddess."

Shugui’s leisurely watched several women swaying each other and blowing the tea stalks in the tea. After the singer said, he slowly said: “It seems that you still like the food, or how to remember The small kitchen in Zhaoxian Rong Palace.” Gently let go of the tea pot, she gave a slight look at it. “Even the emperor said that Zhao Xianrong loves food, and that the appetite is naturally better than Zhao Xianrong. ”

The sages of the sages are moving, and the words of Shugui are really not given to the faces of the princes. Although this 嫣 嫔 is learning the old road of Shu Gui 妃 妃 dance, it is difficult to draw bones, some things are imitated by imitation. Come, so Su Ruizi is Shugui, and her Xue Zhenyao is just a noble.

I don’t blame Shu Gui’s words, you don’t like anyone who likes to step on his old road. This kind of singer is not ignorant, but he has to speak a lot of words, and it’s no wonder not to give her face. .

Shugui’s words came down, and the face of Yan Guifei was even more ugly. Shu Gui’s words clearly pointed out that she was better than Zhuang, but she could not refute.

"This is actually not a rarity, but it is the plum blossoms that bloom when it is snowing. It is also a loss of the sky." But it is a novelty."

Ning Yu successfully broke the atmosphere inside the house, and Zhuang Luo did not have the conscious feeling of one of the atmosphere. He also drank a big sip of tea. “嫔妾 is not a custom of tea, but I think this tea is especially good. drink."

"Looking at the look of the goddess drinking tea, I also believe that I will not taste tea," Jiang Guifei said with a smile in his mouth. "It’s rude, and ask the goddess to forgive."

"I want to say that the cow chews the peony." Zhuang Luo smiled and shook his head. "For the sake of saying, Ning Yu's tea is good, it is the biggest truth, is it not?"

"The taste of tea, the wind bones in Meixiang, how can it be so easy to produce," Xu Zhaorong smiled faintly, "Yin Rong Niangniang is true and sincere."

If the woman in the middle let Zhuangluo can not stand, Xu Zhaorong ranked second, no one can rank first, this kind of hard work makes the teeth sour, the jokes in Meiyuan in the past few days, this is afraid forget.

"Sincerely, there are also sincere benefits. I can feel the emotions in the whole day when I am sad and spring," said a soft smile. "If we are so vulgar, we don’t know what the wind is, and it’s no wonder that Xu Zhaorong is standing up every day. Severe cold to taste the plum blossoms."

When I talked softly, there was a smirk in the house. I didn’t forget the jokes of Xu Zhaorong’s days ago, so the public couldn’t help but laugh.

Taking advantage of Xu Zhaorong's ugly face, Zhuang Luo sighed in his heart, and the temperament of the day did not receive and received. If you are soft, you may not be able to stand Xu Zhaorong's work, so this is really enough.

Shugui smiled and shook his head, and looked at Zhuangluo with a joke gesture: "It is also visible that the plum blossoms given by the emperor will be ruined, so that this plum blossom tea will not be soaked, otherwise the poor plum blossoms will enter the stomach."

"Shugui 妃 娘 娘 娘 可 可 可 可 可 可 可 可 可 可 妃 妃 妃 妃 妃 淑 妃 淑 淑 淑 淑 淑 淑 淑 淑 淑 淑 淑 淑 淑 淑 淑 淑 淑 淑 淑 淑 淑 淑

"It’s awkward to think that love is very reasonable, so those poor plums are not in the stomach."

When the emperor’s voice came out, the girls all got up and asked for security.

Feng Jin reached out and helped Shu Gui, and turned to look at Zhuangluo. "You can drink less, or you will feel good for Ning Yu."

Shugui also followed a few jokes, and then looked at the red woman behind the emperor. "Isn't this a rare talent?" looked up and down. "The Queen's maiden has a real eye. This red dress is precious and fits. But now."

"Thank you for the maiden reputation," Jane was so envious of everyone in the house. This is the main character of the position in the harem. After thinking about it, she can, as soon as these women, let the slaves of the harem be careful. Instead of being as usual, if you see a little bit of a bit, you have to kneel down.

“Wang Fangcai Yu Garden’s coincidence with Zhencai, I heard that Ning Yu invited my loved ones to taste tea, so I came to see you.” Feng Jin sat down and took the tea that Ning Yu presented. “We are all sitting, don’t you? Come and sweep."

Yes, even if these women have half-selling tea, they will not be there anymore. Zhuang Luo will sit down in the right place and look at the precious talents in the last seat, silent.

"I just heard that Zhencai also made a good cup of tea, but unfortunately I have not tasted better tea than Ningzhen." Feng Jin took a sip of tea and turned to Ning Yi. "It is really good tea. It’s no wonder that some vulgars can be eaten a few more by laughing cows and chewing peony."

"The emperor praised it," Ning Xiao smiled and looked at Jane. "If you want to let you taste the tea of ​​Zhencai."

"Well, let her brew it and taste it." Feng Jin put down the tea pot, and did not care about it.

When Jane heard this, she showed a smile that could not be concealed. After the ceremony, she was busy.

Zhuang Luo sighed in the heart, this Jane is still simpler, just want to win the attention of the emperor, but never thought that this is the tea ceremony of Ning Yu, where she can show her tea, even a little bit of humility, really I don't know if she is too confident or not to put Ning Hao in her eyes.

Under the gaze of the public, the gesture of Jane's tea making is very beautiful, and the white hand holds the purple sand quilt, with the red dress, the bright and charming charm that can't be said.

Waiting for the tea to be presented to the front of the people, the original plum tea that Ninglang had soaked in was already cold and not half hot.

Feng was the first to take a bite, and nodded with approval. "Although it is not as good as the cleansing, but it still has some taste."

Ning Xiao smiled, "The emperor lifted up the shackles, and the tea of ​​Zhencai also has a flavor."

Zhuang Luo took a sip, the taste of tea is really good, but the wrong place.

"Tea is also drinking almost, and these tea sets will be taken down." Feng Jin put down the tea, and there is not much tea in the demeanor.

"Yes," Jane got the emperor's appreciation, and he was happy. He asked the palace lady around him to pick up the tea set. "Let's take it away."

Feng Jing quietly watched the tea set being accepted, and said something to the public for a while. About Momo passed another fragrant incense and turned to Ning Yu Road. "It is not early, and you should return to the palace."

The crowds got up and sent their cars. Feng Jin got up and took two steps. He suddenly stopped and pointed to the shack that had already returned to the house: "Zhen Cai, this palace lady is around, what is the name?"

Jane thought that the emperor had taken a fancy to her. Although she was unwilling in her heart, she still respectfully answered: "Return to the emperor, this is the big palace woman around me, called Luo."

"Which network?" Feng brows slightly wrinkled.

"Return to the emperor, it is the network of silk." After Zhencai replied, he did not get the reaction of the emperor, but he could not help but look up carefully, but only saw that the emperor's handsome face had no half expression.

"Come on, drag the palace lady named Luo to the rod," Feng said with a faint look at the talented person, "Call the province to re-send the talent to a palace lady."

Zhencai looked pale and was dragged away by the great eunuch. Half a mile did not return to God.

"This tea banquet is over, and the palace should be back," Shu Guizhen did not look at Jane, and took the lead.

The crowds left, and when they were cherished, they understood the palace of Ninglang and felt that the whole body was cold.

"I don't know what I am, but I dare to call this name. It should be a rod. This Jane is really crazy. I dare to call the name of the palace lady around me. It is really a no-top."

Hearing the talks of the eunuchs not far away, Jane’s feet were awkward, and a pretty face was red, and it was terrible.

"That's the buddy... How was it smashed by the shackles?" The voice of the maids around Jiang Guizhen shivered with enthusiasm. Obviously, there was no such thing as a big palace woman.

"Which people are in the limelight in the palace?" Jiang Guiyu asked in a plain tone.

"Who else can there be, isn't that a few?" The palace lady helped Jiang Guifei, some puzzled. "But what is the relationship with them?"

"You know, what is the name of Zhao Xianrong?" Jiang Guizhen looked at the distance and said with a tone of anger. "Who told this person to follow such a master, and he died."

The palace girl suddenly realized that it is no wonder that the emperor would stick to this palace girl. There is no such thing as the name of Zhao Xianrong. Not only the same sound, but even the writing is exactly the same.

"The emperor really loves Zhao Xianrong." The palace girl murmured.

Jiang Guizhen smiled undecidedly. "It is indeed a pet."

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