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During the first three days of Tong Jiawanyue's journey, she almost suffered a neurasthenia due to the voices of the various palaces.
When Concubine Hui got up in the morning and combed her hair, she was thinking about stealing Concubine Rong's concubine. When Concubine Xi had breakfast, she was thinking about deducting the monthly salary of the palace maid. Even the sparrows in the imperial garden were chirping (the melon seeds in the cracks of the stone lamp were dropped by Concubine De yesterday).
The little master dozed with the stove in his arms all day long, and the gold and jade steps in his hair swayed as he yawned. The mother-in-law is told that she hates that iron cannot be made into steel: "You should learn from Yi concubine!" Wanyue didn't even raise her eyelids - concubine Yi on the left was planning to kill Hu Shengjia, and concubine An on the right was wondering whether to add a bowl of bird's nest to dinner. This melon is more exciting than a storybook.
Three years later, the Sixth Palace discovered that Chengqian Palace was a very evil man.
As soon as Nala had finished skating in the imperial garden, Wanyue was squatting behind the rockery and counting ants;
The moment Ma Jiashi poured medicine into An Bin's tea, she "just happened to" hum a tune and knock over the tea cup.
When Kangxi came, he always saw story books piled up on her desk, and the dried fruit dregs fell on the "Strategy for the Pacification of the Three Feudatories". He discovered that Wu Sangui was short of food earlier than the minister of military aircraft.
I heard that this woman had been weak since she was a child and would not live long. The concubines in the Sixth Palace waited and waited but they couldn't survive her.
The historian bit his pen and felt worried: What about the frail and sick people we promised? ? ? Why did this master rely on the pastry rolls in the pastry room and the gossip in the imperial garden to treat the imperial concubine as his iron rice bowl? When the eunuch on duty at the Qianqing Palace, Quemenerqing-Long Live Master, always had two plates of snacks, one plate of pastry rolls and one plate of donkey rolls on his desk.
*Later period only favor
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