Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

The imperial concubine fell out of favor and was banned from living in Feng Palace. The news spread throughout the harem almost overnight.

Everyone was watching the joke, and even the Queen Mother summoned the Emperor to ask questions out of concern.

There was a turbulent undercurrent in the palace. Although the autumn mood was strong, the women in the palace suddenly came to life and competed with each other. The slightly bleak imperial garden was also as bright as spring.

"Greetings to Concubine De."

As the orioles chirped and swallowed, the colorful flowers descended. The concubine De Fei stepped forward with great satisfaction, and cast a reserved and arrogant side glance at the orioles in the garden.

"Everyone, get up."

"Sister De Fei." The Concubine Xian bowed slightly and turned back from a pot of late chrysanthemums. She is more delicate than flowers. "Come and see, this chrysanthemum is blooming well."

Concubine De raised her hand to straighten her hair. She wore a transparent aqua bracelet on her wrist, which complemented the step on her head.

"My sister is so elegant."

Concubine De replied leisurely and stepped over.

The emperor always dotes on the concubine alone, and the beauties in the palace are just struggling to get through life. There is no reason to fight for them, and they are in peace with each other.

Now that the imperial concubine suddenly fell, it was like throwing out a fat meat bone. Who among the women who had been hungry for a long time would not turn their eyes and want to snatch it and take a bite?

"Looking at the beautiful scenery in this courtyard, I can't help but remind me of the grand election a few years ago. A new generation has replaced the old, and we are all old people."

"Sister is not old, she is still in her prime." Concubine Xian covered her mouth with her handkerchief and smiled. She took off a huge golden chrysanthemum that was in full bloom and put it on Concubine De's head.

"This flower blooms with wealth and honor, and it is a perfect match for my sister. The Double Ninth Festival has just passed, so I would like to wish my sister more success."

Concubine De wanted to stop her, but after hearing what she said, her anger turned into happiness. She let her tie the flower into a hairpin and raised her hand to caress it gently.

"Thank you sister for your kind words."

The eldest maid next to Concubine De came forward to help her master adjust the huge flowers. The steps were blocked when he looked left and right, so he had to pull out the noble and elegant steps and find another place to insert them.

The palace maid compared it several times, but couldn't find a suitable position for insertion. She always felt that this step was not incompatible with the gaudy and rich golden chrysanthemum on the same head.

"There are no rules." Concubine De dismissed the palace maid, smiling arrogantly. "I told my sister to watch a joke."

"Sister, what are you talking about?" Concubine Xian smiled kindly, and took Concubine De to enjoy the flowers and recite poems, enjoying herself.

"My beloved concubines, you are so happy."

A steady male voice sounded, and the warblers and swallows dwarfed again.

"Hail, Your Majesty."

"Get flat."

He Liancheng waved his hand casually and glanced around, then landed on Concubine De's head.

"This flower is good at blooming, and it knows how to find rich places."

Concubine De was named and praised by the emperor, and she couldn't help but bow to Xiafei's cheeks, which were full of happiness.

"Your Majesty is so complimentary. The richest place in the world is ours. At the feet of the Emperor, we have both wealth and fortune. This flower blooms better than anywhere else. It is sensible."

Heliancheng seemed to be amused by her clever mouth, and nodded.

"Send the pot of golden chrysanthemums to the Imperial Concubine Palace."

"Thank you, Your Majesty for your grace."

Concubine De was overjoyed and felt blessed again to express her gratitude.

"Your Majesty, I also felt that the pot of golden chrysanthemums was a perfect match for Sister De Fei, so I pinched it and gave it to my sister, and even recited a poem specially."

Not willing to be left alone, the wise concubine interrupted with a smile.

"Oh? Tell me."

Heliancheng strolled leisurely, with all the concubines following closely behind, squeezing each other, not knowing who pinched whom, or stepped on whose embroidered silk shoes, they did not dare to make a fuss in front of the emperor even though they suffered a hidden loss.

"My concubine has made a fool of herself."

The wise concubine showed her face with a beautiful smile, and chanted slowly: "The chrysanthemums in the small courtyard are still in the mist, and the rain is drizzling. The weather is desolate, making people haggard. I get up early because of the warm orange fragrance. The jade hairpin falls in the clouds for a long time." [1]