In the Fengluan Palace, Queen Chu personally took care of the auspicious clothes that Emperor Chongming would wear tomorrow, put the crown, jade belt, dragon robe and cloud boots in the tray together, and ordered Qin Yao to iron the palace clothes that she needed to wear on the smoke cage. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

A little worried about Murong Peng, Queen Chu deliberately went to the Prince's East Palace.

Under the moonlight like water, Murong Peng was wearing a five-clawed golden dragon costume embroidered with black gold thread, with a bright yellow ribbon tied around his waist, and was dancing his sword in the open space in the courtyard.

The sword posture is fluttering, and there is a slight tendency to swim out of the water, and it is obvious that he has been able to get some true essence.

Murong Peng studied literature in the morning and practiced in the evening, and he has been practicing martial arts with several masters for a while. Now that the sword has three points of skill, it can also dance the whirring wind.

Where the sword wind passed, on the plane tree as thick as one person hugging Murong Peng's head, there were leaves that were swept to the ground in pieces, evenly spreading in a circle around him.

Murong Peng moved freely in this small world surrounded by sycamore leaves. The sword light was as cold as a clear glow, rippling round and round like water, and the sword body was extremely agile.

Murong Xuan stood under the porch, holding a handkerchief to wipe his face, but his eyes were staring at his brother without blinking.

Where Murong Peng's sword wind was sound, Murong Xuan was also excited, and from time to time he made two gestures, his face full of admiration.

These two children will be sealed tomorrow, and they will be a little pampered and humiliated, and they have the self-cultivation of the emperor and the emperor will collapse in front of Taishan, which is especially satisfactory to Queen Chu.

Empress Chu stopped Xiao Chang's steps to get through, held the vermilion moon door at the end of the verandah with her hand, and quietly looked over, looking with great interest.

Children at such a young age do not even know how heavy the burden is on their shoulders. In the future, one of them will take on the heavy responsibility of Xixia, and the other will be the most courageous and upright minister of the humerus.

It is said that the royal family has no family affection, but Queen Chu does not believe this, and hopes that the pair of beautiful children in front of her will always stay with each other and not forget the most verdant and beautiful young time.

Queen Chu stared silently for a long time, seeing that the two were still competing with the sword, Murong Peng pointed out a few words to Murong Xuan from time to time, and her son's low and soft voice could be heard in the night breeze, and the expression on her face had been gentle and patient.

Both of them were attentive and focused more on the sword moves in their hands, and they didn't seem to be disturbed by the grand and solemn canonization ceremony of tomorrow.

Seeing the two of them like this, Queen Chu put aside Fang Cai's worries, quietly waved her hand at Xiao Chang, signaled not to alarm the two sons, and silently withdrew from the prince's East Palace.

Holding Qin Yao's hand and walking to the door, Empress Chu bumped into Murong Hui and Tang Jia'er, who were holding hands.

Murong Hui wore a cloak with a water-red peacock gold silk treasure pattern, took off the hood on her head, and after calling the mother softly, she threw herself into the arms of Queen Chu.

Tang Jia'er wore a water-green cloak with dark stripes, revealing a corner of the stone-blue ink-rich rain brocade skirt as she walked.

In the palace for only a few days, Tang Jia'er has a world of difference in appearance and posture compared to when she first met the Queen Mother in Shoukang Palace during the Spring Festival this year. She had already let go of Murong Hui's hand, and now she bowed respectfully to Queen Chu, and her voice was as sweet as a yellow oriole crying at night.

The palace man behind him, Biyu, was holding a food box in his hand, and seeing Queen Chu's gaze, Tang Jia'er hurriedly explained: "I know that the two princes spend their strength practicing swords at night, and today my grandmother sent some fresh corn over, and specially steamed some corn sweet cakes for the two princes, and boiled millet porridge for them to supper." ”

Qin Yao opened the food box, and when Queen Chu leaned over to look at it, the sweet cake was soft and fragrant, and some dried grapes and fruits were evenly sprinkled on it, as well as pine nuts and peach kernels that her son loved to eat.

Although the porridge is light, it is viscous. The japonica rice grains exude a fragrant aroma, and there is a curling heat coming from the azure entwined orchid porcelain bowl produced by the Ru kiln. Afraid of losing heat, Qin Yao hurriedly covered the lid.

Murong Hui's voice was sweet and glutinous, and Wu Nong's soft words, which had been soaked in the smoke and rain from the south of the Yangtze River, were heartwarming. She said to Queen Chu: "Jia'er said that eating some sweet things is easy to relax, but I am afraid that Ah Peng will not be able to sleep tonight, so I specially sent some snacks with him." ”

"Doesn't Su Rili Ah Peng prefer green japonica rice porridge? How did you change this golden millet today? Queen Chu already had the answer in her heart, but she still asked Tang Jia'er, who was neither humble nor arrogant in front of her, with a smile.

Tang Jia'er raised her eyebrows and stood aside, listening to Queen Chu's question, she replied softly: "Millet calms the nerves, and it is also a thing that helps sleep." Raise your spirits tonight, and the two princes will have the strength to deal with those red tape tomorrow, and they will also have to deal with the envoys of the two countries and the lords of the court. ”

She couldn't think about the two children as well, Queen Chu patted Murong Hui's shoulder with pity, and glanced at Tang Jia'er approvingly: "Good boy, you two have hearts." The night is deep, and I tell them both to go to bed early after a snack, and not to go to bed too late. ”

Murong Hui nodded in response, but Tang Jia'er bowed down to receive the order. The two sent off Empress Chu, still walking hand in arm, and at the same time entered the palace gate of the prince's east palace.

Empress Chu was going to send someone to urge Emperor Chongming to return to the palace to rest earlier, but she changed her mind halfway through. She pondered for a moment and told Qin Yao to change her route to Tongyun Pavilion, she wanted to visit Concubine Jun again.

When Murong Wei brought the bowl of osmanthus cheese to it, it was not as the red bean said, the two ladies in the Fengluan Hall wanted to share this bowl of soup. Instead, Murong Wei had already invited Concubine Jun Niangniang to wait in the Fengluan Hall for the time being to distinguish whether the flower cheese had been poisoned, and it was from Miaojiang's secret medicine.

With a gesture, Concubine Jun naturally agreed. She came to Fengluan Hall early, gossiping with Queen Chu while waiting for the flower cheese, adding another layer of praise to Murong Wei.

There is no shortage of beauties in the palace, but it is difficult to find a woman with a good heart.

If Murong Wei and her son join hands, Concubine Jun Niangniang would prefer to see that this flower-like woman is strong and brave, and can firmly support Kangnan with her son, rather than just hiding behind her son and being a vine that climbs a big tree.

In any palace and deep wall, there is an indispensable open and secret fight.

You can see the enemy's opportunities, set up fishing bait, and then invite you into the urn. can reduce his own losses and obtain the greatest benefits, this is the essence of Gong Dou, and Murong Wei has obviously tasted it.

If things are really as Murong Wei expected, then Concubine Jun Niangniang should also be impressed by her, this seemingly simple girl actually has the ability to control the turmoil of the court.

When she gets along with her son in the future, she will inevitably not be a burden to her son, but a virtuous couple who can talk and laugh with her son and guide the country.

Concubine Jun readily agreed, and everything was arranged by Murong Wei. Queen Chu is more willing to cooperate with her daughter to act in this play, and dig deep into the hidden dark forces in the palace again.