Dong Gong Mei

Chapter 91 Wine and Wine Luminous Cup

Concubine Xian smiled, she could even subdue the imperial concubine, so she didn't believe that a little wild girl could pull out this Wuzhi Mountain.

So he said, "Oops", took Zhao Xiwei's hand, and said in surprise: "It's really cold and cold, and the little girl with Jiao Di Di was cold, but I didn't entertain well!"

As he spoke, he said to the Queen Mother, "Queen Mother, don't you have two jugs of sweet grape wine in your palace? My concubine is begging you for favor, okay?"

Zhao Xiwei's hand was held like this by Concubine Xian, but she didn't feel any warmth in her heart, only a gloomy chill.

What exactly does Concubine Xian want to do?
She didn't like the imperial concubine's peony flower, so she provoked it several times, and finally the imperial concubine smashed the flower pot in anger.

Although the imperial concubine with real power seems to have won, she still lost in the end: not only will her favorite flowers be destroyed, but also a reputation of "arrogant and domineering" will be left behind and spread to the emperor's ears, which is even more unlovable. .

And Concubine Xian is just a little bit less able to speak. What makes Zhao Xiwei even more strange is that the Queen Mother has never scolded this Concubine Xian who can't speak.

This is what really scares Zhao Xiwei.

The empress dowager nodded: "Concubine Xian is right, this child is really frozen after kneeling outside the hall for so long."

With a wave of his sleeves, he ordered: "Go warm a pot of wine and add some soft and glutinous pastries to warm the belly of the Zhao family's little beauty."

The concubines and concubines present showed shocked expressions, but this time Zhao Xiwei was really pale.

The queen mother and concubine Xian sang together, she never thought it was out of good intentions, especially after she offended the Wang family.

Besides, since wine is to be given, why only give it to her alone, and why not others?

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, and Zhao Xiwei doesn't think it's an ordinary glass of wine.

As for what was in it, she was not afraid of poisoning—after all, her father was the prime minister, and even if the queen mother couldn't bear her any longer, she wouldn't make such a move to kill a thousand enemies and hurt eight hundred.

What she was afraid of was that she could not see any medicines that would hurt her body at the moment, causing her to suffer unknowingly.

Although she was the eldest daughter of the prime minister, she was a concubine and was not worthy of the Zhao family's protection at all costs.

If she drinks this glass of wine today, even if she is seriously unwell, the Zhao family will tacitly regard her as an abandoned child and allow her to become a victim of the rivalry between the two parties.

Just when Zhao Xi was thinking about it, a palace maid came with a red lacquer tray.

Four sapphire small plates were filled with four-color soft, glutinous and sweet pastries: red bean rice cake, purple purple rice peanut cake, black sesame cake, and white sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

These pastries are made into flower shapes, which are very delicate and lovely.

Wine was also brought up.

It is wine, it is better to say it is grape pulp. It is purple-red, and it is served in a crystal clear jasper goblet. The sun shines through the fan, and it shines on the jasper cup as thin as cicada wings. Sparkling, beautiful.

The palace maid was half-kneeling in front of the table holding the tray.

Zhao Xiwei only felt that his hands were a thousand jins heavy, and he couldn't lift them up.

Concubine Xian brought the cakes to Zhao Xiwei's table in person, and then patted her on the shoulder lightly: "This wine is the wine sent by Liangzhou, and this rice cake is the silver silk incense from Liaodong. Rice made, these two are first-class precious, except for a few little princesses, you are the only one who has such favors, so don't waste the Queen Mother's heart."

Her tone was still so leisurely, but she paused heavily on the word "Queen Mother".

Zhao Xiwei looked at the four-color pastries, only to feel the cold sweat dripping out, making her palms cold.

Concubine Ming praised: "The queen mother is kind and loving. Anything delicious and fun should be kept for the younger ones to taste. It's just that we are neither old nor young, and we don't have this kind of good fortune."

The rest of the concubines laughed: "Sister Ming, this is for the little girl, you can't be too jealous."

Concubine Xian jokingly said: "If you want to eat it, ask the mother for a reward and send it to your palace later."

Jokes aside, but the people present are all smart people, and no one wants to take the initiative to claim such a special "favor".

The aroma of the wine wafted throughout the palace, and just when everyone thought that Zhao Xiwei would definitely drink it all, they heard her respectful voice: "The servant girl thanks the Queen Mother for her grace, it is a blessing for the servant girl to be able to reward the Queen Mother, but The ministers and daughters are not good at drinking, and they are afraid that they will look ugly after drinking and make the ladies laugh, so the ministers dared to ask the queen mother, and let the ministers take them back to the palace to enjoy them slowly."

This time, not only Concubine Xian, Concubine Ming, but also the other concubines also looked over, the shock on their faces couldn't be further added.

This is the Queen Mother's reward, she refused to do so, she is so courageous!
"Huh? Bring it back for a drink?" The queen mother narrowed her eyes, and her voice was faintly angry: "Do you know what you are talking about? Zhao Xiwei?"

Zhao Xi raised his head slightly.

This is the first time she has looked up at someone since she entered the palace.

When she saw Concubine Xian, she suddenly understood why such a woman could be established as one of the four concubines.

There were no more than ten people full, all of them dressed up, as bright and splendid as a hundred flowers in spring.

But as long as Concubine Xian pursed her lips and smiled like that, everyone immediately lost their color.

She was wearing a snow-blue floor-length dress with glittering pearls on the cuffs and hem.

The skin is white and rosy, like a fresh and full peach, the eyebrows are thin and curved, like new willows on the shore of Yanbo Lake, those eyes are even bigger and brighter, as clear as a ray of spring in a mountain stream.

There is no shortage of beauties in the palace, but concubine Xian is so beautiful that she is astonishing, and I am afraid that there is only such a person in the sky.

What's more, her appearance looks so harmless, innocent and kind.

Zhao Xiwei sighed inwardly. He didn't think beauty was an advantage, but now he has to admit that looks are often the most deceptive.

It can deceive people's eyes and blind people's hearts the most. Even if they know that the other party has done something bad, when they see her appearance, they immediately soften a bit.

Zhao Xiwei's eyes turned to the Queen Mother again.

Of course, the Queen Mother is the most honorable existence in this palace. She will not look at it directly, but glance at it like a swallow swept across the water without leaving a trace.

There are no ordinary-looking women in this palace.

The queen mother is also born beautiful, but her beauty is not the appearance, but the majesty in the bones.

She sits in the highest position, and the bearing of life and death in her palms makes her calm, confident, and sharp like an emperor.

Zhao Xi was thinking for a while, but the queen mother chuckled lightly: "Miss Zhao doesn't want to drink the wine that the Aijia rewarded, is it because she is afraid that the Aijia will poison her in the wine?"

(End of this chapter)