The legend of Concubine De is that she never mingles with the charming sluts that were produced in the palace in the past. She has always been disdainful of things like those who smile, gentle, kind, respectful, and thrifty to poison, sisters and sisters to stumble. In her words, it is, "If you need to hide it from killing people, how can you say that the emperor favors you, the six palaces?"

This is true. Concubine De is five years older than the emperor, and it is not the first time to give birth to a prince. After giving birth to a Yan Sui, she refused to be reborn. Such selfishness and willfulness, who had no way to survive in the palace, has been invincible for thirty years.

The palace gave her the most rewards, the most salaries, and the most corpses buried in the garden.

The unpopular concubines of the official family who came out of the remote town finally achieved such success, so that the small town where she was once a strange phenomenon of concubines being more noble than legitimate daughters.

After dinner, Empress De heard about this strange talk of drinking for her, but she hummed lightly and picked her nose at the end, making it difficult to tell whether it was disdain or ridiculous.

Is the key to the problem a concubine?

If there was no one who later grew up as a god general, it would be useless to praise the concubine's daughter as the Queen Mother.

Of course, Concubine De would not specifically remind anyone of this, and she would not particularly want to improve the status of a concubine daughter because of this. On the contrary, she hated all concubine daughters and required that all women who could walk in front of her must be famous masters.

Some people think that Concubine De was treating the lady of her only son, but the facts seemed to be the case, because Yan Sui was twenty-one, not to mention the official concubine, there was no one in the side concubine. In theory, the prince was awarded the title of the palace and opened the palace at the same time, and he should have established a concubine at the same time. However, Yan Sui seemed casual but was not tame. The Desheng Palace had a special status and the emperor was sick and unwilling to care about it. Concubine De seemed to be indifferent to holding a grandson, so this matter was delayed.

However, the personal relationship with Concubine De was extraordinary. Lin Qing, the first person in the Dongtang military, was respected by the people as a "god general", had been asked to ask Yan Sui for a while to have a concubine, but somehow caused a trouble and ended up leaving it alone.

It is said that the atmosphere in Desheng Palace was tense during that period, but no one could tell what it was. The palace has always been known as the place where the most secrets are the most secrets but the least secrets are there. It has countless eyeliners and many spies. It has some movements. It flew over the wall after urinating. But only Desheng Palace is really victorious. Even the ability to block news is first-class. No matter what method everyone uses, no one can dig out any ingredients from Desheng Palace that can be drunk.

The lazy and indifferent Concubine De did not have such skills. Everyone thought that it must be Lin Qing's credit. The nobles of the Dongtang Palace were so envious and jealous that Concubine De was so full of envy, jealousy and hatred for Concubine De was so good that she was really lucky. With such a childhood sweetheart who was loyal and capable of cleaning up her mess for decades, what was even more rare is that the emperor was not jealous, because Lin Qing had saved the emperor's life a lot and worked for the emperor.

Later, the envy and jealousy of the people added a new source, which was Yan Sui, the third prince born by Concubine De. He was very smart and close to the demon. If it weren't for his seemingly unintentional throne, everyone suspected that the prince would have been rubbed and threw it into the ditch.

So women are like Concubine De. I really don’t know how many lifetimes of virtue they have cultivated. The emperor favors them, his son is outstanding, and he also has a childhood sweetheart who will never betray the first child in the East Hall.

It's simply impossible to live.

Especially when the concubines saw the virtues of Concubine De on weekdays, the feeling of "there is no longer a lifetime" was even more enlightening.

At this moment, Yan Sui was looking at his mother who was "demonic and charming".

The demon concubine leaned against the beauty, lazily cracking melon seeds, and putting a stone-green silk-carved flower-coated jacket on her body. This jacket is different from the style of ordinary concubines that must be tight to reveal their curves. It is actually a big jacket. The cotton tidbits are thick, without any waist, knee-length, and are casually covered with flower-spread pants with trousers scattered legs underneath. A pair of soft-soled shoes with the heels that have collapsed. Not to mention pearl gold threads on the shoes, there is not even an embroidery, and it is still a gray mouse color.

At this level of sloppy, the landlords in ordinary farmers are more refined than the "demonic concubine".

However, when she occasionally raised her face and her eyes flashed lightly, all the complaints would stop abruptly and choke to death.

The woman looked beautiful at first glance, but when she thought about it, she felt so beautiful that she couldn't help but look at it twice. However, when she looked at it more, she felt dizzy. Her eyebrows were raised straight up like an exquisite knife. The woman's face was too sharp. However, with her misty eyes, it was like a knife holding a long water and a sword hanging on the green mountains. When the world came here, it turned softly and lowered. With just a sound of ah, she carried a boat of old dreams into the smoke.

The end of her nose seemed slightly narrow and pointed, showing a bit sharp and hasty, but she happened to have a pair of slightly plump and beautifully curved lips, and the slightly concave snow-white and cute vortex under her lips, but she softened the sharpness and was rushing it to a long tune. It seemed that she was not strong enough to reach the end of the song. However, the flute player hid his back, and a turn of the twists and turns out the mountains and clear water and peach blossoms.

She is rich and natural, and is like a wonder of the world, which is mostly difficult to describe in words. She can't help but sigh in her heart about the love of the heavens and the magic of creation.

Every time Yan Sui looks at this face, she will laugh in her heart. Such beauty is wrapped in such a worldly soul.

The mother and son met each other and did not rush to speak. Concubine De pointed to the melon seed shell in front of her until she finished knocking a large bag of melon seeds.

The palace servants around him did not move, and watched Yan Sui take away the melon seed shells by himself.

This is a major hobby of Concubine De. If she thinks that she has something to do, she should "son obey her work" to fully demonstrate the style of "mother, filial piety and filial piety". So as long as Yan Sui is there, she will even comb her hair and put on makeup.

It was not until she watched Yan Sui wipe all the little bits clean that she suddenly said, "Where is Lin Feibai?"

Yan Sui took out another snow-white handkerchief and wiped his hands carefully, and said with a smile, "What the Empress said, I almost thought Feibai was your son who returned to Beijing three or four times."

"Why, are you jealous?" Concubine De's eyebrows flew away, and she was not angry, and she seemed to show some pride. "I asked him to go out of the capital to escort you back in person. Now that you are back, he is gone, you won't kill him and buried him in De'an, right?"

"The scenery in De'an is unique, and it's not a bad idea to bury it there."

"Oh? What's the good thing?"

"If it's not good, why did the Empress love De'an alone and even let someone practice the Tao?"

"I said Yan Sui," Defei tapped the handrail of the beauty's couch with snow-white fingertips. "Are you jumping up and down to live these years to get against your mother?"

"Don't dare." Yan Sui bowed gracefully, "Your word is not used correctly, it is not 'to the opposite', but 'live to the death'."

The hall was quiet, and the few maids lowered their eyebrows and stood up as statues.

Concubine De shook her head, sighed, pointed at her son, and said, "The misunderstanding is a big deal."

Yan Sui smiled.

"Where is Lin Feibai." Concubine De actually forgot this topic in an instant and asked Lin Feibai for the second time.

"What good thing does De'an have that made the Empress care so much, and she actually sent someone to urge me back?"

The mother and son seemed to be talking to each other in the air.

"You are useless, but you are carrying your mother again. If ten thousand years later, those jackals and hyenas that have been guarding for a long time pounce on you and bite you, your mother must be prepared to protect herself and escape. Anyway, she can't count on you... Where is Lin Feibai?"

"What's behind?" Yan Sui's tone was as perfunctory as if she was buying cabbage.

"It's impossible for him to leave you alone and hang out."

"Of course it's not hanging out. After he got the promise that I would return to Beijing, he stayed. I don't know what he wanted to do."

Yan Sui certainly knew what Lin Feibai was going to do, but rather than saying all of them, it would be better to leave blank space for others to guess.

People always like to guess randomly and believe in their own randomly.

Concubine De's eyes suddenly fell on Yan Sui's waist, and she exclaimed, saying, "Your thing is fresh."

Yan Sui had a sachet hanging around her waist like an ordinary person, but the sachet was woven in gold wire, and the pattern on the top was bright in color. It was not a common flower with the word "Fu Fu Shou" and it was vaguely a character.

Yan Sui looked down and said carelessly, "The filial piety brought back by people from abroad is not very good-looking, just to be a novelty."

But he didn't say that the Empress liked to take it away, and even took it down for Concubine De to show it. Concubine De was not angry, and leaned over and pulled it out, saying, "Let me take a look."

Yan Sui sideways away from her hand, untied it himself and threw it in front of her, pulled out a sweat towel from the sleeve, and wiped the belt.

His series of movements were flowing, so smooth that it made people unable to react to the hidden dislike. Concubine De lifted up her eyelids, looked at him from under her thick eyelashes, snorted gently at the end of her nose, then looked down at the golden silk sac in her hand, and said in surprise, "There are anyone with yellow hair in this world?"

The palace maid next to her subconsciously glanced at her, but the focus was different from hers. At first glance, she saw the Western woman with almost no trace of her face on the picture. She was so shocked that she blushed and turned her head.

Concubine De said in surprise again, "The eyes are blue!"

"Monster!" A face-thankang palace maid murmured in a low voice, and whispered in Concubine De's ear, "Empress, this thing doesn't look good..."

She glanced at Yan Sui.

In the entire Desheng Palace, the palace ladies who can leave behind Concubine De know that in this palace, mothers are neither mother nor sons are not sons, but do not follow the principle of being kind and filial to ordinary people.

This royal mother and son who did not play according to common sense did not need the support of the prince, and the prince did not care about the reliance of his mother's power. He wanted to bite each of them when he was free.

Concubine De seemed to have not heard it, and she took the sachet and tried to open it, but she couldn't do it at all. Yan Sui didn't help, and looked at it for a while, shaking her clothes again, looking very busy, I'm so busy, I want to leave, you hurry up.

Concubine De has always been a patient person. She was busy for a while and couldn't figure it out. She threw it away, but she didn't know what mechanism it touched. With a click, the sac sac cracked in half, and a small roll fell out of it.

Concubine De didn't take action, raised her chin slightly, and a palace maid came up and pulled the small scroll. The palace maids around her all burst into an uproar and turned their heads in four directions, southeast, west and north.

It was a silk painting, with countless women walking, sitting and lying on the picture. Although their fingers were wide and their palms were long, the characters were delicate and lifelike. However, the countless romantic figures were wearing too little clothes, so that when people saw it at a glance, they felt that it was a erotic palace.

Concubine De glanced at him for a long time, then smiled and said, "What's so shameful to pretend to be? It's not a erotic palace."

He also said, "These clothes are really exquisite."

He also praised, "These girls are so tall and upright."

She said in front of her son that her face did not change her color, and that was not surprising to her son. She just pretended that she didn't hear it.

Everyone looked at it with blushing faces, and then they found that these foreign women were dressed in exposed clothes, but their clothes were exquisite and beautiful, with pearls and jade embellishments, with the most beautiful appearance of carvings. However, the styles of the clothes looked like underwear. The underwear was worn like this, which was too...

Concubine De's eyes fell on one of the women's breasts. The woman was wearing only one strapless breasts on her upper body, revealing her snow-white belly and waist. Needless to say, Concubine De's focus was more on that strapless breast. Even if the customs were not right and had never been seen before, her instinctive vision as a woman immediately saw the benefits of the strapless breasts - gathering, tightening, modifying the chest shape, and setting off the originally over-large breasts to give the right plumpness and graceful shape.

Concubine De stared for a while, sighed and quietly pulled her wide cotton lining.

Her eyes were gathered for too long. Yan Sui looked at her head, pulled the corners of her mouth, and said lazily, "This is the underwear of a woman from a foreign country, and her son cannot be respected. If you want to, you may have to ask your father's army to go abroad to conquer foreign countries, and let your family pay tribute. Then you will give it to him by his father himself - in foreign country, this is also a gift that only lovers can give."

Then he spread his hands and raised his eyebrows at Concubine De. Concubine De stared at him and raised his eyebrows, and after a while he slowly handed the sachet back.

Yan Sui stopped accepting it again and said with a smile, "It's rare that the mother likes something, and her son is not capable of serving him. Please use this sachet chat form to compensate."

Concubine De immediately withdrew her hand, held a sachet in one hand, and picked up another plate of melon seeds with the other.

Desheng Palace has endless snacks for melons and fruits every day, but Concubine De loves melon seeds and can knock one pound a day.

This is just a silent delivery. With Defei, his son is also a guest.

Yan Sui didn't say much, and turned around and left as soon as she brushed her clothes.

He always spoke in a gentle tone and respectfully held the courtesy, but when he left, he seemed to be no one else. It seemed that the rituals before were all fun. In this episode, all the palaces and their owners, which were honorable and glorious, were just passing through the railings.

He rode the wind passing through the railings, crossed the Desheng Palace, crossed Zheng'anmen, and crossed the deep red and bright yellow palace walls. He saw three thousand alleys outside the palace walls, and spring trees were crisscrossing.

He looked at the spring scenery outside Zhenganmen Square, rubbed his hands slowly and then.

A pair of transparent gloves as thin as cicada wings were rubbed off and were taken silently by the guards who had been waiting outside Zheng'an Gate. The fire broke out in a flash, and the gloves turned into ashes. The flames ignited were filled with the strange blue-green color of poisonous substances.

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Ah, one chapter is four thousand words, and two chapters are equal to the other person. The speed of gaining weight cannot keep up with the speed of losing weight. My heart hurts so much.

I was deleting the number of words before uploading it, trying to write redundantly, but the character Defei is really important, and I like her very much. She will be a very personal and almost legendary character in this book. To a certain extent, writing her is also a profile of Yan Sui, so I want to love her with more pen and ink.

Today's chapter describes Yan Sui and his son, and Yan Sui also buried a pit for his mother.
Chapter completed!