Chapter 237: Used by Me
Huang Liangyuan smiled stiffly and stuttered: "Yes, it's Zhang Yao."
Song Wanhua didn't dare to look up at all.
The death of Grand Sima in Pingzhou was debated endlessly in the court at first. Later, the public opinion gradually favored the Lu family, but there were also some strange voices among them. Not to mention the people, even in the harem, there are different rumors, and the Lord is reluctant to give a definite explanation, so this matter is not suitable for public discussion before it is determined.
It was a matter of government affairs that they did not understand and did not care about. However, at this special moment, the Lord actually brought Mrs. Yu Rui into the harem and named her Zuo Zhaoyi. How could this not attract people's attention? guess? How can we say it has nothing to do with the harem?
Compared with those complicated political conspiracy theories, the women in their harem believed in the rumors about monarchs, ministers and beauties.
In this way, there are only two types: one is that the emperor has coveted beauty for a long time and takes it by force; the other is that Mrs. Yurui is ambitious and wants to fly up the branches.
Their days in the palace were not short, and they heard the gossips between the Lord and Mrs. Yurui more than once or twice a day. Therefore, everyone preferred to believe the latter.
But no matter what the truth is, Zuo Zhaoyi was once the concubine of Da Sima, and Zhang Yao was the person who strongly proved Da Sima’s treason. If Zuo Zhaoyi really killed Da Sima, everything would be wrong. If not, then it can be considered as a grudge.
Zuo Zhaoyi is really elusive. Yesterday morning, they still looked disdainful of each other. How come they changed at night? There are some things that Huang Liangyuan and the others know nothing about, but she is different...
Song Wanhua lowered her head, as if sitting on pins and needles.
Huang Liangyuan only prayed in her heart that Zuo Zhaoyi had no relationship with the great Sima.
Liang Huan glanced at them, raised the corners of his lips carelessly, and smiled softly: "We are just chatting, how can we be so reserved at the same time? If you are always like this in the future, I will How can I have the nerve to call you to talk again? "
Huang Liangyuan looked up and saw that she didn't care at all. She felt relieved, but she couldn't help but secretly sigh that she was really cold-blooded. .
Thinking about it again, she may not know the relationship between Zhang Xuanhui and Zhang Yao. She can deliver medicine to Zhang Xuanhui, so why is she so nervous here?
Thinking of this, Huang Liangyuan raised her head, no longer as nervous as before: "I'm just afraid that my words will accidentally conflict with you."
I didn't say it clearly, it was very implicit.
Liang Huan smiled knowingly: "Now that I have entered this palace, I am just the Lord's Zhaoyi."
This clearly means that the past grudges and old grudges have nothing to do with her.
Song Wanhua was quite surprised. She glanced over quietly and saw that she really had a smile on her face.
Liang Huan saw that the two of them were using it almost the same, so he ordered people to move out of the place. He just wanted to make toilet oil for hair from the flowers he picked in the morning, and invited them to do it together.
Song Wanhua wanted to say goodbye, but couldn't resist Huang Liangyuan's insistence on clinging to her, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to accompany each other with a smile. During this period, she was always worried about using the opportunity to make excuses. Who wanted to seriously stop mentioning the matter just now, as if it was just a casual question? He also gradually lowered his guard.
Huang Liangyuan deliberately catered to her, and because she was so happy and lively, and saw that Liang Huan was not secretive at all and was very patient with others, she liked her from the bottom of her heart, and soon she started talking and laughing again.
Wandering flowers cover the table, and the fragrance is fragrant.
Liang Huan buried his head and picked some flower buds to keep for making incense.
"Mother, the people from Si Yisi are here."
Everyone raised their heads. The people from Si Yisi led by Yuan Zhi were Si Yi and Dian Yi whom they met yesterday.
Liang Huan only raised his head and glanced at it. Yuan Zhi understood and took the people away.
Xianglan just came back from outside and happened to meet them face to face.
Looking at Liang Huan again, he was only looking at the flowers and plants in his hands and was obviously not interested in the palace skirt at all.
Xianglan thought for a while and said: "That should be what I will wear at the banquet tomorrow. I don't want to try it on. If something doesn't fit, I can ask them to change it in time." Liang Huan didn't even raise his head: " I guess the palace skirt was made before. They came to measure it for me yesterday to see if it didn't fit so they could correct it. But look at what I've been wearing these past two days, and there's nothing wrong with it from the inside out. "It's inappropriate."
Speaking of this, Liang Huan straightened up and turned to look at Xianglan: "I thought it was you who told Si Yisi my size before, otherwise how could I be like this?" They haven't even entered the palace yet, but they are so fit?"
Xianglan shook her head and got closer to attack her: "It's not a slave, maybe it's someone else."
Same. Xianglan was not the only one who went to Yuyang to pick her up.
Liang Huan didn't hesitate.
Huang Liangyuan was about to show the prepared toilet oil to Liang Huan. She didn’t want to raise her eyes and saw Liang Huan’s profile. She couldn’t help being startled, almost thinking it was Zhao Hongde.
Liang Huan turned around and happened to see Huang Liangyuan exhale, and couldn't help but laugh: "This is a delicate job, and it does take some effort. If you are tired, just take a rest."
Huang Liangyuan condensed. I looked at it, but when I looked at it from the front, it didn't look like it. If I looked carefully, it was only three-dimensional at most. From what I could see, I felt a strange feeling in my heart for no reason.
Liang Huan was caught by this look, smiled and touched his face: "What did I get on my face?"
Hearing this, Xianglan stood up and helped Liang Huan check: "No."
Huang Liangyuan forced a smile at the corner of her mouth: "The empress has a beautiful life, a good figure, and everything she wears is good."< br>
Liang Huan just smiled and took the small bottle from her hand. She said this purely as a compliment. At that time, she had never seen herself wearing coarse linen clothes.
She opened the vial and took a look, then looked at Huang Liangyuan, and asked casually: "Tomorrow when the three armies return to Jinye, the Lord will hold a banquet. Do you want to go?"
"Concubine, Can I go?”
Huang Liangyuan was taken aback and couldn't believe it. The strange feeling in her heart was instantly thrown away.
Liang Huan glanced at Song Wanhua, who had been silent for a long time. She was distracted when the people from Si Yisi came in just now.
After all, Lou Shixun is coming back.
Liang Huan ignored him and said to Huang Liangyuan: "I'm afraid that the banquet will last for a long time and I won't be able to bear it. It would be good to have someone to replace me during the dinner. I just wonder if you are willing?"
Huang Liangyuan opened her eyes wide and nodded repeatedly, without thinking, as if she couldn't wait, and inevitably felt embarrassed: "I made the empress laugh."
Liang Huan put the vial aside and only played with the petals in his hand: "No matter where you are, there are always people who worship the superiors and despise the inferiors. The more power and wealth are involved, the more so. People who have never been favored are in the harem. Life is not easy, and you will inevitably be bullied by some snobbish people. There is nothing to laugh about.”
What’s more, no matter whether she wants it or not, sex with the king is the only way she can do it for the rest of her life. That being the case, what's wrong with wanting to live a better life?
Huang Liangyuan just cared about being happy, but now she took a breath, calmed down, and asked doubtfully: "Why do you want to help me?"
Liang Huan smiled slightly: "Why do I want to help you? "
Huang Liangyuan stared at her without blinking, and nodded slowly.
In this harem, who doesn't want to ask for a little favor? How can anyone take the initiative to push the master to others?
Liang Huan lightly curled her lips: "I'm just helping myself. If I fall out of favor one day, it's good for you to remember my kindness and help me!"
< br>Leave the matter of serving high potential to those who are willing to do it.
Huang Liangyuan was stunned, fell out of favor?
(End of this chapter)