The Job of an Imperial Concubine

Feng Jin looked at the woman kneeling in front of him, and bent down to help her up: "My beloved concubine, you don't have to be polite." His eyes swept over the knees covered by the robe, and he turned to Gao Dezhong behind him, saying, "Call someone to tell you the truth." The doctor is here."

"Yes," Gao Dezhong heard the words and retreated. Seeing this, Yun Xi also retreated with the steaming basin in her hand. When she retreated to the door, she raised her head and looked over worriedly. Seeing that the emperor was supporting the master to sit down, she was relieved retreated.

"Pick it up and show me," Feng Jin looked at the tightly covered knee, and said in a flat voice, "Is there anything I can't know?"

Zhuang Luoyan hesitantly lifted up her trousers, revealing the scary-looking bruise, "It's actually not very serious, it just looks scary..."

"Your father is a good official." As an emperor, he usually would not easily talk about the affairs of the previous dynasty in front of his concubine, so Feng Jin only said this before changing the subject, "If you have any illnesses, you should pay more attention to it. What is the use of idle people?"

The emperor didn't mention how her injury came about, Zhuang Luoyan naturally wouldn't say anything else affectionately, but just smiled: "I just think about the night, so it's not appropriate to disturb other people in the palace."

"You are my woman, so you don't have to worry too much." Feng Jin patted the back of Zhuang Luoyan's hand, with a gentle tone, "How can I feel at ease if you don't take good care of yourself?"

"Your majesty," Zhuang Luoyan looked at the emperor moved, and slowly lowered his head, believing in the emperor's mouth is better than believing in ghosts in the daytime.

Someone once said that women are most attractive when they lower their heads with shyness. Feng Jin is a normal man, so with such a face, he inevitably moved his mind a little bit. Caressing the blue hair, the other hand held the cool catkin.

No incense was burned in the Taoyu Pavilion, only a faint fruity fragrance, presumably Zhaobi put fresh fruit into the gauze tent and dress, although the smell is light, but it makes people feel very comfortable.

Zhuang Luoyan didn't know what the emperor was thinking, so she didn't move easily, but pretended to approach the emperor's arms slowly inadvertently, as if it was the instinct of the body, rather than deliberate affectation and seduction.

The soft touch in his arms made Feng Jin hug the person in his arms unconsciously. He didn't speak, and he didn't want to speak at this moment. The rare tranquility and ease made the corners of his mouth rise a little comfortably.

Gao Dezhong, who was guarding the door, was a little surprised when he heard that there was no sound in the room. With such a good opportunity, shouldn't Concubine Zhao be a good barrier to Concubine Yuan in front of the emperor? Could it be that Concubine Zhao really has deep roots in love for the emperor? , See the emperor and forget everything?

I really don't know whether this concubine Zhao is stupid or just lucky, if the emperor didn't happen to hear what their master and servant said, then concubine Zhao's grievances would have been in vain, and I'm afraid there will be more and more grievances in the future.

After all, although favor is very important in this harem, status is equally important, not to mention that the emperor is not the kind of master who favors anyone and forgets everything. In this harem, the rules that should be observed must be necessary.

"Father-in-law, the medical girl is here," said the young eunuch followed by two medical girls. Looking at their attire, they knew that they were not low in seniority.

Gao Dezhong nodded, he thought about Concubine Zhao's injured knee, it would not be appropriate for the imperial physician to see it, so he arranged for his little eunuch to call the medical lady, presumably the emperor would not blame him for making his own decisions.

"Your Majesty, the medical lady from the Imperial Hospital is here to see you." Outside the door, Gao Dezhong slightly raised his voice, enough for the master inside to hear him.

"Xuan," Feng Jin let go of Concubine Zhao, satisfied with Gao Dezhong's safety, and waved his hands after the two medical ladies came in, "You don't need to be too polite, just look at the injury on Concubine Zhao's knee."

The two nurses curtseyed before approaching the bed. After seeing the injury on Concubine Zhao's knee, their eyelids jumped. They were nurses in the palace, so they couldn't see why the bruise came. But looking at the emperor's attitude, I'm afraid it will be troublesome for the master who makes things difficult for Concubine Zhao.

The slightly older medical woman saluted and said: "Your Majesty, Master Zhaopin, this injury did not hurt the muscles and bones, and it will be healed after a few days of medicine, but the bruises need to be rubbed away, and Master Zhaopin will suffer some pain."

"It's okay," Zhuang Luoyan smiled, "You just need to take the medicine."

"Master Zhao, I will offend you." The elderly medical woman took out the ointment, rubbed it on her palm, then covered the bruise, and rubbed it harder.

Zhuang Luoyan blinked a few times in pain, turned her head to the solemn emperor and said: "Your Majesty, I'm fine."

Feng Jin looked at the fine cold sweat on Concubine Zhao's forehead and the smile she tried to appear natural on her mouth, and reached out to hold her hand, "I know."

Gao Dezhong buried his head even lower, he thought Concubine Zhao was smarter than before, but today he looks like a fool, if he behaved weaker at this time, the emperor might feel more distressed, now he is holding back like this, just for fear of the emperor Worry, just be silly.

The emperor...why would he really be worried? No one in the world knows, the most ruthless emperor's family.

Gao Dezhong is not a real man, so he will not really understand the true state of mind of a man. We see too many weak women, if there is a woman pretending to be strong for him, sometimes it will make men feel more pity.

Her soft hair was already sticking to her slightly sweaty face, and the palms she held with Feng Jin were also sweating, but this woman still smiled softly, as if she really didn't feel any pain at all. Even if Feng Jin's heart is so hard, he couldn't help but soften a bit.

After the medicine is applied, a faint herbal smell permeates the room. This smell is not unpleasant, and even gives people a faint sense of refreshment.

Feng Jin wiped off the fine sweat on Zhuang Luoyan's forehead with his own hands, "How many times do I need to take this medicine?"

"Return to the emperor, this medicine is only for one time today, in the future, you just need to apply the ointment evenly on the wound." The nurse was surprised that Zhaopin didn't even snort.

"That's good, you all go back." Feng Jin pulled up the coat on Zhuang Luorou's body, waved away the medical girl, "Come here, wait for me to take off my clothes."

"Your Majesty..." Zhuang Luoyan opened her eyes wide, as if she didn't expect Feng Jin to rest.

Feng Jin glanced at her, raised his eyebrows slightly, "What's the matter with my concubine?"

Zhuang Luoyan shook her head, "No..."

After undressing, Feng Jin and Zhuang Luoyan were lying on the bed, Feng Jin stretched out his hand to take a look, then hugged the people around him, "How old is Aifei this year?"

Zhuang Luoyan showed a contemptuous expression in the dark, she had rolled the sheets so many times, and she didn't even know her age. But the tone was full of joy and shyness, "Your Majesty, my concubine will be eighteen after the sixteenth of next month."

"Eighteen is the age like a flower." Feng Jin rubbed his chin lightly on the top of Zhuang Luo's rouge hair a few times, "I was enthroned when I was eighteen, aren't you only eight years old?"

"On the day when the emperor ascended the throne, when the wives were ordered to pay homage, the concubine was able to visit with her mother because she was a daughter-in-law of the mansion, so I was honored to see your majesty at that time." Rubbing his head against the arms of the person next to him, "The concubine still I remember, the weather was exceptionally sunny that day, I didn't know the rules at that time, when everyone was kneeling, I secretly looked up at the emperor, at that time the emperor was standing on the high jade steps, very dazzling."

Feng Jin reached out to pat Zhuang Luoyan's back, and said with a smile in his voice, "I really don't know the rules."

Everyone in the world loves to listen to good words, and loves others to always miss him. Even if this person is an emperor, a Mingjun, he is still a human being.

In the dark, Zhuang Luoyan smiled like a flower, but there was no love in this smile.