emperor cold concubine

Chapter 97
Concubine Han Gui is undoubtedly a beauty.

Her beauty is different from Queen Murong's grace and luxury, and also different from Concubine Shu's bright eyes and white teeth, and her heroic appearance. Her beauty is a kind of real gentleness, just like the classical beauty in the painting, with hands like catkins and skin. It is like condensed fat, the collar is like a grub, the teeth are like a gourd rhinoceros, and the head of a moth is like a moth's eyebrows.There is a kind of elegance like beautiful flowers shining in the water when you are quiet, and like a weak willow supporting the wind when you move.

Her maid, who has never seen her angry or irrational, speaks softly, frowns slightly when she is unhappy, which is pitiful, and seems to be able to make all men in the world willingly pick off the moon and stars in the sky. To win her a smile.

She gave birth to the second prince for the emperor. Now His Royal Highness An Wang, An Wang is 28 years old this year, but her face looks like an unmarried girl. Standing with An Wang, people who don't know will never believe them It's a mother and son.

She hasn't received the grace of rain and dew for more than ten years, but she can't find a trace of loneliness in the palace, nor the loneliness and haggardness of countless long nights. Undoubtedly, she is a beauty who is very good at treating herself.

Sitting alone in front of the dressing table, looking at the flawless and exquisite face reflected in the mirror, Concubine Han's expression was obviously extremely satisfied, her slightly narrowed eyes showed a hint of intoxication, and she asked the maid behind her softly: "How long has it been since Your Highness?" Have you come to this Palace?"

The maid said in a soft voice, "It's been half a month since I returned to your mother."

The beautiful black eyebrows were slightly frowned, and her soft and pleasant voice was slightly coquettish: "This child, what are you busy with recently? I haven't come to see this palace for so long, and I'm not afraid of being bored for my mother."

Dan Ju is the closest maidservant to Concubine Han, she stood behind her and said with a smile: "Your Highness must be busy with important matters, otherwise why would I not come here to pay my respects for so long?"

"That's right." Facing the mirror, she carefully traced her eyebrows, stroked and raised her eyebrows, and outlined her charming style. Concubine Han's expression was extremely satisfied. Every time she saw this flawless face in the mirror when she was putting on makeup, she would always be happy. Spontaneously, there is a sense of contentment and contentment, and it seems that you will never tire of watching it.

A woman wants to please herself, but she does the opposite. Even if she stays in this lonely deep palace, she never asks for troubles. She doesn't want to charm the king's heart. I don't care at all, as long as I look comfortable, I will be content.

"The war in Cangzhou is chaotic, Feng Wang won't come back for a while, this is an opportunity for Yu Yuan'er." With a few simple strokes, she draws the eyebrows and eyes, and she never fakes other people's hands when applying makeup. Dan Kou, I do it by myself, because she loves too much, even if someone accidentally touches an inch of skin on her face, she will be very unhappy. Of course, even if she is unhappy, she will not show rage, anger It will only make the face age faster.

She would only give orders in a soft voice, and pull out the person who touched her skin and stick them to death.

A woman in the deep palace, even if she is as gentle as water, if she has no temper, how can she survive safely?
The rouge and gouache in the palace are all the best, which is the biggest reason why she is willing to waste her youth in the deep palace. The delicate skin needs the most meticulous care.

"Women, don't you want to be safe all your life? You can't count on your husband, you can only count on your son. Out of this world's supreme place, this skin ages so fast! Don't you think so, Dan Ju?"

Dan Ju gently pinched her fragrant shoulders, and said with a smile: "What your mother said is that His Highness Wang An is a son of a dragon, and his ability and prestige are not inferior to that of King Feng. If it weren't for the power of the Murong family, how could King Feng power?"

Dai Mei frowned again in a barely perceptible way, and then she smiled brightly, "So what about the overwhelming power of the Murong family? Without the supply of food and grass from the Han family, King Feng would not be able to win the battle."

He paused slightly when he said this, even his smile was soft and bright, and he said in a wonderful voice: "If the battle between King Feng and Lan Kingdom continues, and it won't come back after three or five years, or if it's a war once After losing the battle, the prestige of the imperial court will be lost, who else is qualified to sit in this country except Yuaner?"

Danju said: "The empress means..."

Concubine Han smiled very gently: "Prince Feng is fighting, why does the Han family have to provide food and grass unconditionally?"

Dan Ju hesitated and said: "Your Majesty is saying that the supply of food and grass has been cut off? But in this way, it is the court's military strength that will be lost..."

"Well," Concubine Han nodded with a smile, lazily propped her chin and looked at her face in the mirror, her beautiful face was infinitely charming, and her beautiful red lips softly uttered a few words: "What do you have to do with me?"

How much troops the imperial court has lost, what does it have to do with her?
As long as she dresses up beautifully every day, no one dares to bother her, and she sees her beautiful appearance in the mirror that seems to never grow old. The rest really has nothing to do with her, does it?
"If the emperor's dragon is in good health, there is no rush even if it takes another three to five years. Unfortunately, the Murong family came to power too quickly. If we don't make any plans, we may never have another chance when King Feng triumphantly returns."

Without a chance, it is doomed that the mother and son will never recover.

Danju understands the meaning of the master, but dare not say anything more, the court affairs are never something that a little maid can talk about, the empress's thoughts, even if she understands, even if she disagrees, so what?
Concubine Han Guifei seems to be in a good mood. She has sat on the dressing table for a long time. She stood up lazily. He suddenly stopped in his tracks, turned his head and looked in the mirror with a distressed expression: "I want to catch up on sleep, but I'm afraid I'll ruin this well-dressed makeup, what should I do?"

"My sister's troubles, how did I solve it for you?"

The protruding voice with the indifference and aloofness that has been familiar for more than 20 years suddenly rang in the ears, startled Han Guifei and Danju turned their heads at the same time, at a glance, the queen in a luxurious phoenix robe led a mighty crowd Dang, oncoming.

The surrounding maids all knelt down, "I pay my respects to the empress."

Concubine Han Guifei smiled softly, and pulled herself together: "What kind of wind has brought sister Queen to my deserted palace? No one has notified me, it seems that the people in my sister's palace should also be changed."

The queen stood still a few steps away from the dressing table, and sneered when she heard the words: "It's very troublesome to change back and forth. Wouldn't it be better for me to help my sister deal with it directly?"

Concubine Han's complexion changed, and she said softly, "What do you mean, sister?"

The queen looked around and said calmly: "Sister, isn't she always worried about her aging appearance? I have a way to keep her beauty forever."

An ominous premonition was floating in the air, and the kneeling maids were too terrified to breathe. Concubine Han moved her vermilion lips, trying to show her usual beautiful smile, but found it was futile, so she asked softly: "Queen What does sister want to do?"

(End of this chapter)