My Dear, She is Always Unmotivated

Chapter 689: Someone seeking death

By the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Queen Mother was still in poor health, so she could not survive the whole journey.

 Everyone knows that there are people who are very old.

The Thirteenth Prince showed up, and it seemed that there was no big problem.

Everyone also thought that this child might have escaped death. After all, it was not easy for a child who had been seeing the imperial doctor all day long since he was born and couldn't get milk from time to time to grow up well.

 However, from Shen Chuliu's ears, he knew that the emperor was not distracted.

 Putting it here is just to set off other chrysanthemums.

The **** smiled and said: "The former Concubine Yan asked for two pots of black jade. The servant looked at it and found that it was good. But although it was good, it was not easy to serve. Just like this purple daisy, where does it fall? A seed can make a living. It’s not unusual to see everywhere, but look carefully, hey, it’s really beautiful. It’s bustling with people, isn’t it?”

Shen Chuliu thought that even if the Queen Mother snubbed the Ninth Prince for his own good, she might not be cold-hearted now.

The **** who received the reward was still very happy: "Hey, your Majesty is good."

 This is something for another time.

He timidly followed the Queen Mother and left the show early.

The **** was so excited: "Oh my god! The imperial concubine can still remember the slave. The slave is really... Oh, he is the slave. Thanks to you, I can do a little stewardship."

"Yes, you said this, how many years have passed, she entered the government too early, and she is not young anymore. This fighting spirit never stops." Rong Xiuyuan shook her head. "It's a good thing, this person can't change at any time." Shen Chuliu said.

"The emperor and the queen are also used to it. As long as she doesn't do anything, they just let her go."

 In the imperial garden, it was the time when the chrysanthemums were in full bloom. There were probably more than a hundred species of chrysanthemums.

The manager smiled and said: "Flowers are just flowers, no matter how high or low they are. If you say black jade is good, that's because it comes from being served. If you leave it in the mountains, not a single one of it will survive."

That’s right, after all, the emperor has so many children, and it’s not new to say that having more children means more blessings.

 “I admire it too, I really admire it.” Shen Chuliu said.

 Qi Yan accepted everything directly.

In the past, when the emperor gave people titles, it had some meaning. Now, this is just... casual, right?

 It’s not a serious illness, it’s just arthritis, so I don’t want to come out.

 Until she can’t move anymore.

When the queen came out, she was still the same as she had been for so many years, just asking casual questions and then leaving if nothing happened.

I thought that the empress is very down-to-earth, and this flower is not expensive.

 Everyone followed the reward.

 Shen Chuliu agreed, together with Rong Xiuyuan and Yang Meiren.

“Hey, sometimes I have to admire He Zhaoyi.” Rong Xiuyuan said with a smile.

　　It's just that the emperor was happy after hearing it, but it was normal, and he said good things. Then reward.

Shen Chuliu went to bed early yesterday because she was tired. Today, she is enjoying the full moonlight.

 Yao Chongyuan is ill.

 Furthermore, the harem battles are no longer as fierce as before.

 The two of them set up a table outside to enjoy the moon.

 Generally speaking, no one dares to disturb the emperor and his concubine while admiring the moon.

Shen Chuliu was amused but didn't say anything.

Jingcai people are busy thanking each other and looking happy.

Shen Chuliu chuckled: "You slave is really clever with your mouth. I remember you. Although I don't remember your name, I also went to appreciate flowers once, and they were also chrysanthemums. Isn't that what you explained? Look at you. These clothes...are these for those who are in charge? Very good."

The little **** smiled and responded, thinking bah, are you praising Concubine Jing? Or are you praising Concubine Jing for her money?

However, Shen Chuliu asked for a few pots of purple daisies, which caused many people in the harem to follow suit.

 It’s not that I have a stomachache.

　　The next morning when I said hello, I saw a beautiful Jingcai man.

 Eighty-eight. Two hundred and three. Two hundred and ninety-six.

In this palace, among the people who came in one after another, there was no one who had not been squeezed by He Zhaoyi.

In the evening, Qi Yixiu came and saw the flowers and thought they were quite good.

Shen Chuliu looked at the most common purple chrysanthemum and ordered several pots of it.

"Well, that's good. The East Palace is almost in repair, and these boys are all grown up." Qi Yi said.

The manager put away the money and smiled again: "Actually, these unknown wild flowers can bloom every year. Flowers like Moyu have long lost their aura. They are cultivated by people through painstaking efforts. The flowers have lost their vitality. The imperial concubine is the one who really understands."

 The clan was busy with praises.

The concubines are vying for favor, but nowadays there is no one who is very top-notch, and even this Jingcai man actually doesn't do much to sleep with her.

 Shen Chuliu left in a good mood.

"What kind of Zhaoyi is there in this palace? No matter how talented the person is, I won't be able to tell him apart in the future." Qi Yixiu said, "Just give the talented person a title and call him Jingcai."

Yuanxiao was very happy after hearing this, but he had to talk about it, so he came over and whispered it.

Of course, the emphasis is on praising the prince.

　　It made Rong Xiuyuan and Yang Meiren laugh for a long time.

  Anyway, the general idea is that it will be ready by the end of the year, and then we will do some furniture and other things, so that the princes can get married next year.

  But I couldn’t help but some people were confused for a while.

But Shen Chuliu didn't care. Sometimes those expensive things seemed tacky to her.

However, no matter what the higher-ups think, the people below still think this is a great good thing.

Yes, it’s considered a skill if you can be a **** all your life. People above you know that you are like this anyway, so just get used to it.

Qi Yixiu asked about the mansion outside, and Qi Yan gave a few answers.

 Hanami is just flower appreciation, it has no other meaning.

 Placing it on the corridor, looking at it under the moon, it is indeed refreshing.

The Thirteenth Prince is still young after all, and he is not even afraid of the Ninth Prince, but he is not willing to get close to him.

 Shen Chuliu went to bed early.

“That’s what you would say, but you said that black jade is not as good as purple daisies.” The key is that purple daisies are everywhere.

 So, someone was sent to invite the emperor.

I don’t know if he was really moved or fake. Anyway, the eunuch’s eyes filled with tears.

This year's Mid-Autumn Festival is not without good things. For example, when He Cairen was toasting, he shyly said that he was pregnant and was already three months old.

 For example, Jingcai people started to tremble as soon as they got the title.

 Successfully defrauded Shen Chuliu of a small purse.

But it was just a run, and no one dared to do anything.

Shen Chuliu and others dispersed one after another and went outside. Rong Xiuyuan smiled and said, "How are you feeling today? If so, how about going to enjoy the flowers?"

 Mostly it’s due to good luck.

 The eunuchs hurriedly selected the most beautiful ones from several pots.

The little concubine below is not holding back, she has been jostling Jingcai for a while. That's all. He Zhaoyi also said a lot of words.

The queen also rewarded me with something.

 The emperor frowned: "Tell her that if she wants to be demoted, she can commit suicide."

　　It’s a joy to be on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year. This is really true. I can’t see anyone with high eyebrows and low eyesight.

 (End of this chapter)