The sun fell softly, and a layer of gold fell on the tiles, and the eldest princess Zhaomao lay lazily on the chaise longue, slightly sideways with her hands supporting her forehead, and the shirt on her left shoulder slid down slightly, revealing her snow-white shoulders.

The young man in the wide-sleeved blue shirt sat casually on the pedal in front of the couch, carefully twisted a water-purple grape, and the slender fingers tore off the skin along the end of the grape until the crystal clear flesh was revealed, then he turned around, his right hand lazily propped up on the edge of the couch, stretched out his left hand, and handed it to the lips of the eldest princess Zhaomao, Zhaomao looked at the grapes in front of him, and the young man's eyes were as pleasing, so he smiled and swallowed, and the teeth gently slid over the fingertips of the young man, and there was a crispy and numb feeling.

"Yunzhi invited the princess to eat this grape, and the princess still wanted to bite my hand, but I didn't-"

The boy said this in disgust, and the next moment he stood up, pressed his lips to the petals of the grape juice, and poured the warm sweetness into his mouth as Zhao Mao spoke.

When Degong quietly walked into the hall, he saw this scene of blushing and hot ears, and couldn't help but pause the steps under his feet, waited a little, and when he saw that it was unsuccessful, he had to cough lightly as if unintentionally, so that the young man reluctantly sucked it, pulled up the long hair that slipped to his shoulders at will, and stood up straight.

"Eldest Princess. ”

When Zhao Mao sat up softly and pulled his shirt, De Gong had already walked in over the screen fan, Zhao Mao said "um" lightly, seeing that De Gong had not spoken, his eyes fell on Wang Yunzhi on the side unintentionally. Feeling this gaze, the young man standing on the side indifferently glanced at Degong, who was standing in front of him with his waist bowed and silent, and then lowered his eyes and said, "Permission to go." ”

The corners of Zhao Mao's lips hooked up a gentle smile, and he gently spit out two words: "Go." ”

When the blue shirt disappeared, the hall suddenly fell silent, Zhao Mao lazily raised his chin, De Gong hurriedly stepped forward, leaned aside and lowered his voice: "Fang Cai Qin Tianjian's facial features Lingtai Lang Ji is coming to report, a few days ago he took astronomical students to the observatory, and calculated that in about three days, there will be wind and thunder in the capital." ”

The corners of Zhao Mao's lips were slightly hooked when he heard this, and there was a hint of intriguing meaning in his eyes.

"May is prosperous, so May is thunderous. Now that everything is ready, all I owe is this spring thunder. (Note: From Wang Chong's "On Balance, Lei Xu" in the Eastern Han Dynasty)

Speaking of this, Zhao Mao turned his head to the side, looked at Degong on the side and said, "Tell Zhao Guiren that the time is right." ”

Hearing this, Degong hurriedly responded, and then retreated and walked down.

……

It was night, and the moonlight was very good, as misty as a light veil, and it fell lightly on the trees in the courtyard, sprinkled on the glazed tiles, and covered with a layer of milky white frost.

The lights were quietly burning on both sides of the narrow and silent road, and the people who played the watch walked slowly in the middle, knocking on the sticks in their hands, so that the palace people on duty at night suddenly knew that it was the fourth watch.

Chuxiu Palace is also very peaceful at the moment, although it is accompanied by many people in front of the emperor, but it is not a sound, guarding outside the apricot powder tabernacle, the eunuch Baocheng of the clerk's room that records the emperor's bed, is standing there in a daze at this moment, only to feel that the two eyelids are like a thousand catties to close, almost sleepy even the scalp is a little numb. Expecting that it was late at night, there would be no more attendants, so he yawned silently, bent down slightly, and was about to retreat.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

Just as Bao Cheng had just withdrawn three or four steps, Zhao Guiren's hurried and panicked voice suddenly sounded in the tent hanging down layer by layer, and under a spirit, Bao Cheng's drowsiness dissipated completely, and his two eyes widened, but he hesitated but did not dare to go in and disturb easily, so he had to walk back cautiously, standing outside the tent, waiting to serve at any time.

Emperor Jianheng, who had already fallen asleep, suddenly heard this rapid sound, and couldn't help but be startled, almost reflexively, he put his right hand under the mattress and reached a cold dagger hilt.

When he sat up suddenly, the originally sleeping eyes had already floated through the chill and vigilance at this moment, but Zhao Guiren, who was lying beside him, was not awake, his mouth was still chattering, but his voice was gradually getting quieter, Emperor Jianheng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw this, and the hand covering the dagger gradually retracted, but his eyes couldn't help but crawl through a trace of hesitation.

At this moment, Zhao Guiren, who was asleep, had a changed face, and blurted out in great fear: "Your Majesty, be careful!"

Almost at the same time, Emperor Jianheng, who was staring at Zhao Guiren, suddenly shook his eyes, and his brows gradually wrinkled, and at this time, Xu was awakened by a nightmare, Zhao Guiren opened his eyes suddenly, and at this moment Emperor Jianheng found that Zhao Guiren's forehead was actually soaked with a layer of dense beads of sweat, almost soaking the hair on the sideburns, and sticking tightly to the forehead.

Obviously she had opened her eyes, Zhao Guiren was still in shock, her chest rose and fell very obviously, and her eyes gradually focused, when she suddenly saw Emperor Jianheng sitting on the side, her eyes immediately turned red, and she couldn't help but burst into tears.

Emperor Jianheng was slightly stunned when he saw this, looking at the girl whose skin was like snow because she was frightened, her little face was even more white at the moment, her eyes were surging slightly, with tears in her eyes, and it seemed that even her body was still trembling, which made people feel pity.

"What's wrong?"

Before he could react, the soft and warm incense body pounced softly into his arms, feeling the body that was still trembling in his arms, and Emperor Jianheng, who was still a little unhappy, couldn't help but be ground softly, and his palm was gently covered on the girl's back, soothing it one by one, and the girl gradually calmed down, but she still wrapped her arms tightly around him, refusing to let go at all.

Seeing this, Emperor Jianheng smiled slightly, and then said softly: "Is this a nightmare?"

The girl buried in her arms nodded slightly, and Emperor Jianheng's subordinates comforted her more gently, and asked casually: "What did you dream of, so scared." ”

As soon as these words came out, the girl in her arms stiffened suddenly, but she shook her head, and her originally delicate voice added a little sobbing.

Ah Yuan didn't dare to say. ”

As soon as the words fell, the girl wrapped him tighter, her head leaned softly in his arms and refused to leave, at this moment, Emperor Jianheng's eyes moved slightly, and he gradually noticed something strange, so his voice couldn't help but sink a little, and he stopped stroking the girl's hand abruptly.

"If you don't say it, I'll be gone. ”

As soon as these words came out, the girl surrounded him nervously, and gradually said with a crying voice: "Your Majesty, don't go." ”

The villain in his arms was like a warm jade, and he was really afraid of breaking it if he was not careful, the corners of Emperor Jianheng's eyebrows eased, and he gently comforted the girl again, and his voice was a little gentler.

"So what the hell are you dreaming about? ”

The girl in her arms was silent, and hesitated for a long time under the comfort of Emperor Jianheng, and the sound of a mosquito moaning gradually sounded.

"Concubine, concubine dreamed that she walked in fear in a white mist woods for a long time, but she didn't go out, when the concubine was about to cry, His Majesty was dressed in military uniform, standing majestically not far away, the concubine wanted to go up to His Majesty's side, just two or three steps away, suddenly, suddenly-"

Speaking of this, the girl stopped abruptly, but the crying became more and more obvious, Emperor Jianheng couldn't help frowning, pretending to be calm and caressing the girl's back, and asked guidedly: "What's wrong suddenly." ”

As soon as the words fell, only the girl's nervous breathing could be heard, and just when Emperor Jianheng was a little impatient, the girl in his arms finally spoke: "Suddenly, a white-fronted tiger with a cloak and a king on his forehead gradually approached from behind His Majesty, and then rushed straight towards His Majesty. ”

As soon as she finished speaking, the girl's body trembled even more, and her tears seemed to be unable to stop crying, almost soaking the placket of Emperor Jianheng's chest in bed.

Emperor Jianheng's face was gloomy, his eyes gradually became deep and bottomless, and he felt the girl holding him tightly, for fear that he would disappear The girl, his voice couldn't help but be dyed with a layer of white frost, a little cold.

"And then?"

The girl's body stiffened violently when she heard this, and then she choked up and said: "The concubine wanted to run over, but she was tripped and couldn't move a step, so she could only call out to Your Majesty in fear, but Your Majesty couldn't hear it, and at that moment, the concubine woke up." ”

Hearing this, Emperor Jianheng's brows gradually tightened, and he stroked the girl's hand more and more absent-mindedly, as if he was groaning, and the next moment his eyes sank suddenly, and he almost blurted out: "What does that cloak look like?"

This question seemed to have asked the girl, but Emperor Jianheng suddenly let go of the girl, and looked at Zhao Guiren in front of him fixedly, Zhao Guiren was stunned by this gloomy eyes, and couldn't help but be afraid and said: "Your Majesty-"

"Tell me!"

Hearing Emperor Jianheng's order, Zhao Guiren couldn't help but tremble, and then forced himself to think about it under persecution, but the tears kept falling one by one. However, at this moment, Emperor Jianheng was surrounded by melancholy, as if he had walked into a cloud of unknown fog, and he did not have the slightest intention of pity and cherishing jade.

"The concubine remembers, the cloak is yellow, and there are faint mountains and dragons on it, it seems that there are grass insects, and there are concubines who really can't remember——"

When she said this, the girl cried out in fear, and she couldn't help kneeling a few steps back, and bowed down.

Zhao Guiren knelt there trembling in thin clothes, and Emperor Jianheng in front of him did not look much better at the moment, faintly dark and gloomy, there was a trend of mountain rain coming, his eyes were like a bottomless lake under the night, but his lips were a little pale, and his two fists gradually clenched, almost not tearing the tulle on the brocade mattress.

Daxing ancestral system, only the royal family can wear Ming yellow clothes, and the cloak that Zhao Gui said in the mouth has mountains, dragons, grass insects, Mo said that the dragon pattern is only available to the royal family, according to the Ming ancestral system, only the prince can wear nine chapters of the crown, painted mountain, dragon, Chinese worm, Zong Yi, embroidered algae, powder rice, 黼, 黻 is these nine chapters.

Emperor Jianheng turned to get out of bed, stood up with his shoes on, and when he heard the voice, Zhao Guiren raised his head and couldn't help but call out in fear: "Your Majesty." ”

Emperor Jianheng didn't pay any attention to it, and only opened the curtain step by step in a cold and gloomy manner.

There are traces of the king on the tiger's forehead, coupled with the cloak that can be used by the royal family, Emperor Jianheng's eyes are getting darker and darker, and the heavens are warning him, is there a tiger next to the couch that wants to come.

"Your Majesty—"

Seeing Emperor Jianheng come out, Baocheng hurriedly called, but only heard Emperor Jianheng say in a deep voice: "Change clothes!"

Bao Cheng was so frightened that he hurriedly called Feng Wei in, and Feng Wei, who walked in quickly, saw that Emperor Jianheng's face was not good, and he didn't dare to ask more, so he was a little more careful in his hand.

And when Feng Weifang tied the jade belt around Emperor Jianheng's waist for him, a thought suddenly slipped through Emperor Jianheng's mind, but it shocked his whole body.

The emperor's eldest grandson, Xiao Yi, is a tiger.

And the white tiger with the king's tattoo on the forehead is not the appearance of the future king.