Perhaps only the younger concubines in this grade can ask this question.

The so-called stories of talented men and beautiful women in ancient times were only performed on the stage, and were limited to the stages of the people. Those who were truly particular about the operas who invited the opera were all festive dramas such as filial sons and grandsons celebrating their birthdays. Those who were talented men and beautiful men were not allowed to be imitated by girls.

Now, if the little concubine's words were asked privately by the sisters in the boudoir, it would be a bit inappropriate in public, but the people in the room looked curious and seemed very interested.

Su Yiqing lowered her eyes slightly, and her tone was a little heavy: "The so-called good stories are all beautiful things that the world yearns for. The stories that people expect to appear are all exaggerated. When it is not true, the real situation is very different from the legend. There is no romantic feeling. When we first entered Yancheng, our convoy was indeed attacked by bandits, and many casualties were injured. In panic, I don't remember many things. I only remember a few guards were very loyal, and one arm was cut off, and they still tried their best to protect the carriage..."

When Su Yiqing said this, her voice slowed down and stopped. She seemed to be immersed in the unfortunate past. After a long time, she continued: "At the critical moment, it was the army under the prince's command that arrived. The bandits probably just wanted to make money and naturally did not dare to fight hard when they saw the regular official army. I escaped and survived. I was confused. It was not until I returned home and recovered under the care of my parents. I couldn't remember anything else. I also heard some rumors outside that the so-called prince arrived in time and saved people under the bandit's knife. The prince himself came. The prince himself did not show up."

The little concubine didn't dare to continue asking any more. Princess Ding said that some guards were dead, and it was a little bloody. If it were on weekdays, the nanny beside the Empress would have scolded her, but she was asked by herself.

Youshi and Concubine Rong exchanged their eyes and thoughts were the same. It was rumored that Princess Ding grew up in the countryside and was not gentle. They didn't believe it. They just felt that the concubine of such a low-class family has now declined. Princess Ding also has a new love outside. If she hadn't had a son, she was afraid that Princess Ding would have been replaced long ago. In front of the Queen, she should not dare to be arrogant, but she didn't expect that she was still so cunning, but she still couldn't find any fault.

Now no one dared to ask the princess what the question was, and the scene suddenly became a little embarrassed again.

But some things have to be said, and I can’t count on others anymore. Concubine Rong gritted her teeth and said with a tough temper: “King Ding is a great contribution to my Great Zhou You. But the people in the Ding Palace have always been thin, and everyone is worried about the prince. I don’t know what plans are for the positioning concubine?”

It turned out that the so-called pit was so old-fashioned. Su Yiqing secretly disdained in her heart, but pretended to be a little shy on her face and whispered: "Every day on the fifteenth day of the lunar month, I must beg God to bless the prince..."

"It is a big deal to spread branches and leaves, and you can't just worship the Bodhisattva." Mrs. Duanmu, who had not spoken out, spoke in a bit bitterly, "The prince has been fighting outside for many years and has no one to take care of her. Are you relieved by Princess Ding?"

"The prince is supreme honorable to fight for the country." Su Yiqing pretended not to understand what Mrs. Duanmu said, and some answers were not the same.

Mrs. Duanmu frowned slightly and looked at You again, feeling secretly in a difficult situation. No matter what the rumor outside is that the princess's temperament is, one thing is certain, and it is definitely not a stupid person. In this regard, the Queen and Rong Fei are present, and she dared to be so unstoppable. The plan of the Zhongsu Palace seems to be a little inappropriate.

As the saying goes, barefoot people are not afraid of wearing shoes. If Princess Ding is really a person who does things regardless of their nature, their ideas are afraid that they will not get any benefits. In any case, the princess has the only legitimate son of Prince Ding. Unless she makes a big mistake, who can do anything to her?

Some things are obviously going to offend people and do it. Mrs. Duanmu had agreed to You earlier that the topic would be raised by her. Therefore, although the atmosphere is not right now, there are no ones present except her. This kind of thing cannot be mentioned later.

With Queen Ni's usual style, it is already very good to be able to agree to match them for them, and nothing else can be expected.

After receiving the frequent urging glances of Youshi, Mrs. Duanmu was about to speak.

Su Yiqing spoke first, left the table and knelt down, holding a booklet in both hands, and said, "On weekdays, I always hear from the prince that the Empress is an amazing woman. Today I finally saw the Empress Fengyan. I am really lucky in my life. I don't know what the Empress likes. I was not prepared when I came, so I copied a few scriptures in the near future, wishing the Empress good health and all the best."

"Princess Ding is really meant." Empress Ni was quite surprised, but she still signaled the palace maid to present the Buddhist scriptures.

After looking through two pages, she not only sighed in her heart, but she was really a very generous handwriting. She didn't expect that the concubine was young but she wrote such a good handwriting that was not inferior to a man. Among the women in the boudoir, there were many beautiful handwritings, but the woman was so weak that her handwriting was beautiful and not strong enough. However, the handwriting of the Princess Ding in front of her was strong and powerful, and there was no sign of the handwriting of the woman.

It is said that the word is like the person, but Princess Ding doesn't think she is as coquettish as an ordinary boudoir woman. It must be a day of decisive decisiveness. The cruelty of the struggle in the inner house is even better than that in the battlefield. After all, the enemy and me face the enemy and me clearly distinguish, and the winner and the defeat are absolutely true. In the struggle in the inner house, the closest relatives are faced, and it is difficult to distinguish between the enemy and me, which makes it even more cruel.

From the moment when Princess Ding dared to irritate Feng Yan, he tactfully pleaded for the old concubine Xue, he knew that she must be a person who was grateful for her kindness. Queen Ni was very clear about the character of Princess Ding. It was impossible to say that she had any great kindness to Princess Ding. They didn't know each other before. After the Meng family became Princess Ding, there was no need for Princess Xue to do a lot of effort. She couldn't just help her say a few words when she was excluded. This was also the usual way for Princess Xue.

It is very rare to be able to make the woman in front of you care about and find opportunities to plead with her. Queen Ni feels a little embarrassed to make such a woman. As a woman, she often feels sympathetic to a woman inexplicably.

When Empress Ni first married the emperor who still did not favor the prince, the situation was also very difficult. At that time, it was the time when all the princes fought for the throne fiercely. They tried every means to suppress and use various methods to suppress them, especially in the marriage of the other party. Marriage has always been the fastest and most effective way to enhance their own bargaining chips.

The result of the fight in all aspects was the inconspicuous Ni family. Until now, Queen Ni has not figured out who decided her destiny at the beginning. It doesn’t matter. Anyway, her destiny has changed. If she had not married into the royal family and had her parents’ love for her, she would have chosen a gentle gentleman for her and lived her life peacefully, just like a good sister, who has her own small family, not big but warm, instead of being locked in this cold palace wall, it would be extremely difficult to take a step.

At that time, I was so helpless. My husband was not satisfied. Even the servants were talking about her low-born background. If she hadn't cared for her parents, it wouldn't matter if she died, but what should I do? If something happened to her, her parents' family would be implicated after all. For her parents' parents, she struggled to hold on and endured the suffering that ordinary people could not bear.

Although the right and wrong have been blurred along the way, after encountering many betrayals, Empress Ni still admires those who are grateful for their kindness.

"Empress, Your Majesty is time to take medicine." When Empress Ni was struggling, her wet nurse, Madam Bao, whispered.

Empress Ni was stunned for a moment, then realized that Madam Bao thought she would find an excuse to avoid it for a while, and let Concubine Rong and the others deal with it themselves, and then clean up the mess later when she came back.

"I will lose my companion first, so Sister Rong will greet you ladies first." Empress Ni nodded slightly to Concubine Rong, and then left the seat with the first embrace of the palace maid.
Chapter completed!