Chapter 1955 Longevity Festival (1)
The next day, Juhua finally woke up. The pain and discomfort in her body made her feel as if she had been torn apart and put back together again, especially her legs, which were in so much pain that she could hardly lift them up.
Although Juhua was simple, she was not stupid. She vaguely felt that something must have happened to her. When she saw the purple marks on her body while taking a shower, this idea became more certain.
Oh my God, what happened? Did she lose her virginity? Was she not clean anymore?
This thought scared her, and she locked herself in the room, thinking about what happened yesterday over and over again.
At that time, she was sitting alone in the private room of Yu's private restaurant, eating and drinking while waiting for Xiaokui to come back. While eating, she seemed to hear Liu Xi come to her next door to discuss business. Later, she knew nothing. When she woke up again, she was already at home, and it was already the next day.
My mother said that Liu Xi sent her back in the middle of the night. It was said that she ran to his buffet restaurant after drinking too much, and drank a lot of wine. He sent her back after she was drunk, but she didn't remember it at all.
Is what Liu Xi said true? If it is true, where did the marks and pain on her body come from? If it is not true, why did he lie? What happened between her coma and being sent home?
Although she wanted to know, she was a girl after all, and some words were really hard to say. She had to hold back her worries in her heart. She thought about it day and night, and suffered from it. In less than a month, she actually got a serious illness.
The disease was so fierce that Juhua, who was always strong and lively, couldn't even leave the house. It was not until the Shangsi Festival on March 3 that she felt better.
According to convention, every year on March 3rd, the Empress would hold a grand banquet in the palace, inviting the children of the officials in the court to attend, and by the way, arrange marriages for young noble men and women of similar family background and age, fulfilling her duty as a mother to the country.
This year's Shangsi Festival was particularly lively, and all the princes who had been exiled returned, and many envoys from other countries also came to join in the fun. Because after March 3rd, March 15th is the Wanshou Festival. In previous years, Nangong Yi did not care about the Wanshou Festival, but this year, he asked the emperor to issue an edict early, indicating that this year's Wanshou Festival would be a big one, so that the princes and ministers from all over the country would come to Beijing to celebrate the birthday and report on their work.
Therefore, there were more young men and women at the Shangsi Festival this year than in previous years. The young ladies all wanted to shine at the Shangsi Festival and recruit a rich husband. The young nobles also kept their eyes open, staring at those versatile and noble ladies and kept asking about them.
Caiwei sat in the waterside pavilion, smiling and watching the performances of the ladies on the stage made of painted boats in the lake, and commenting on them. Concubine Yao and Concubine Huo sat on both sides of her, chatting and laughing from time to time.
This time when the prince came to Beijing, Concubine Huo and her son King Jing also came back. In a blink of an eye, a few years have passed. The former Concubine Huo has become the queen mother of the fiefdom. King Jing's fiefdom is fertile and the people are rich. Concubine Huo lives a life of luxury and no longer has to live a cautious life in the palace like before.
After a few years of recuperation, she is much more plump than before, with a more peaceful and graceful look on her face, and King Jing has also lost his original childishness and turned into a young man with vigorous appearance.
Concubine Yao had no children, so she originally registered Chaoyue under her name. Unfortunately, Chaoyue was murdered by someone, and she had no more thoughts about her. She just admired flowers and listened to operas with her old sisters in the harem every day, occasionally played cards and drank wine, and her life was very comfortable.