novelraw Chapter 615: The enchanting concubine: drawing immortals, insist on pampering! 75
Chapter 615: The enchanting concubine: drawing immortals, insist on pampering! 75
Chapter 615 Demon Concubine: Drawing Immortals, I Have to Be Pampered! 75
#The emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, learn about the green hat#
The weak and useless emperor with kidney deficiency.
This palace does not mean that this concubine gave you a cuckold.
This palace means →_→Everyone here has put green hats on you.
And many of the guards who stole fun are the same guards.
——Come on
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The summer is hot.
Chongyao lay on the soft collapse in the palace, and one of the maidservants fanned her, and the other was beating her legs.
A maid walked in from outside carrying a small food box.
"Niang, the servant brought some cakes, I wonder if you like it or not."
Recently, the weather is hot and people's appetite is not good. Chong Ai hardly eats much, so Mulian went to the kitchen to find the royal chef to make some delicious cakes.
Chong Ai raised her eyelids lazily, and said, "Let me see it."
I really enjoyed being an imperial concubine, and a lot of palace maids waited on them, and they could eat different delicacies every day.
Mulian opened the food box, took out a few plates of pastries from the inside, and carefully placed them on the small table next to Chong Ai.
The exquisite glazed printing plate is placed with beautiful cakes, crystal osmanthus cake, Fuling cake, smooth sesame cake, jujube mud cake... and so on, the cakes exude a crispy flavor.
Chong Ai looked at these pastries, and suddenly had a little appetite, and said: "Not bad."
Mulian breathed a sigh of relief and showed a smile. While packing the food box, she said: "Niang, the servant girl just heard some news in the imperial dining room. Would you like to listen?"
The ears of the maidservants who were doing things moved slightly, and they all glanced at Mulian.
Chong Ao picked up a piece of pastry and said, "Talk about it."
"The slave servant heard from the cook of the Imperial Dining Room that a painter came from Kyoto recently. He looks like a eucalyptus tree and looks like an immortal, and has fascinated many aristocratic ladies..."
Speaking, Mulian didn't know why the inside of the temple had become a lot colder.
It is obviously summer, but it feels like being in the cold winter.
Chong Ai lightly took a bite of the pastry, narrowed her eyes, and smiled kindly: "Go on."
Mulian swallowed her saliva, and her voice became quieter: "It is said that his painting skills are as good as those of aristocrats. The nobles all want him to ask for a painting, but the painter is extremely proud. painting……"
The maids are basically little girls. After listening to them, their eyes are bright and full of curiosity.
Mulian went on to say: "The slave-maid also heard that the emperor ordered the painter to enter the court as an official. After two days, he will set up a banquet and ask the painter to draw a picture of the mountains and rivers for him."
"Can we peek at which painter at the banquet?" a maid asked.
Mulian looked at Chongya, as long as the imperial concubine took the servants to the banquet, they could see the appearance of the family princes and officials.
Chong Ao finished eating a piece of pastry, picked up the silk paw and wiped her hands, and said: "These are rewards for you."
After finishing speaking, she got down and walked towards the inner hall.
"Fen Jiujiu, why didn't you tell me when Yan Qi came back?" Chong Ai said in a negative tone: "You want to die, right?"
[Host, people really don’t know~ 嘤嘤嘤. Fen Jiujiu looked aggrieved, for some reason someone's soul source is particularly unstable on this plane.
Chong Ao gave a cold snort, sat in front of the vanity mirror, and took out a concentric wear from the small box.
He didn't tell her when he came to Kyoto, because she became the imperial concubine, so he gave up on her?
It will be the palace banquet in two days, and the two will meet at that time. She is looking forward to his reaction.
The night is getting darker.
Chong Ai was lying on the bed and reading the script, the candle in the hall flashed slightly, and a person suddenly appeared in the hall.
(End of this chapter)