It's just that neither King Liang nor Princess Yijing have the sin of mortality, and with Ling Makeup's temperament, he can't be ruthless to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, so he can only pull out their backbones for the time being and slowly grind them round.

It was almost noon, and Wei Jin saw that the queen was in a bad mood, and he didn't dare to ask about the meal.

After a moment of pretending to sleep, the door immediately reported: "Fengzao Wangchun's concubine Yi is here." ”

Ling Xiang sat up and took a sip of the herbal tea on the table, and when she heard footsteps, she said to the door, "Concubine Yi is in a hurry." ”

A month earlier, she gave Ji Hualou the grace that there was nothing to do to see directly, at this time Ji Hualou came in like a gust of wind, with brisk steps, a white silk placket and a thin Luo gown, goose yellow Hangzhou silk dotted with emerald gold skirts, and the white crepe peony on the head hung down about half a foot long four strands of rice beads swaying, with the action, swaying, wearing a simple travel outfit out of the charm in the bones.

"Aren't I thinking about the queen?" Ji Hualou's pink face and peach cheeks, revealing a bit of girlish air in her coquettishness, looked at Ling Makeup, she was just struggling with what words to use to describe it, Ling Makeup had already quipped: "Could it be that our ancestors and grandchildren still want to praise each other here?"

"Ancestor!" Ji Hualou almost lost his demeanor, glanced at her and said, "You just mock me for being old." ”

"How dare you. Our painting girl is so young. ”

In the palace, the people Ling Xiang felt most comfortable with belonged to this group of concubines of Shunzuo, who were not of high rank, and every time she got along with them, she could feel relaxed and happy.

Here the two joked that Tulius outside had already planned the itinerary and wanted to spend the holiday with his Italian people in the evening. The corners of his lips smiled, yearning.

Zhu Xie Saiyin didn't sleep in the middle of the night, and walked in front of him with a black face at this time. "This woman surnamed Ji doesn't know what's going on, doesn't she know the danger of micro-service? said that he would leave the palace in the middle of the time, don't make your own decisions, I'll go and rest for a while. ”

"Go, go, there's me. "Tullius can't wait to blow Zhao Xingnong away from the day shift.

Zhao Xingnong waited for Zhu Xie Saiyin to disappear before he said: "What's the matter with you? What are you excited about a Qixi Festival? Do you know the set of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting in the capital Xunguili? I heard that they are all better than those things." We are not literati. Nor is it a woman, and this section does not do our business. ”

"Chess is compared during the day, and there is a sword competition at night. Tullius winked at him. "Brother Xingnong doesn't want to find a family to get married?"

"What a family! I have sold my life to Your Majesty. After thinking about it, Zhao Xingnong glared at him, "You kid won't be the guest of honor in the palace, the son-in-law of the prince's mansion, right?" Don't climb that dragon. Attached to that phoenix! Didn't break our Guangningwei's integrity. If I want to marry a wife, I will marry a cub, and I don't want any identity. ”

"Who wants those noble girls!" Tullius distinguished, remembering that Ji Hualou's maiden family was also the home of the eight heroes of the founding Xianbei, a real nobleman, and there was no sound in the back.

Ji Hualou drank a few sips of tea with Ling Makeup, and he was a little distracted.

Ling Xiang also said that she had been in the palace for a long time and missed her relatives at home. "It's still early, when was the last time the concubine saved her relatives?"

"Little concubine. Where can you still save relatives. ”

"What is the situation of your family? Are Ji Qingge, the political envoy of Shandong, and Ji Shutong, the Taifu Temple, your clan?"

Ji Hualou replied: "Taifu Siqing is the fifth uncle of my family, and Ji Qingge, the political envoy of Shandong, is my eldest brother. ”

"Oh, it turned out to be Dr. Ronglu, the right pillar country, after the Chengguo Gong Ji was stable. Ling Xiang thought about it carefully, in the past two hundred years, the eight Xianbei nobles and the twenty-one meritorious mansions of the founding of the country have lost their titles, the Xianbei nobles are better, and the descendants can be reinstated as officials, but the Hanchen have to rely on the imperial examination to enter the office.

"Queen Meng asked compassionately, although I was born in the Ji family, but my mother died early, and my stepmother treated me with widowhood, so my brother has always only asked for foreign appointments, and my father passed away a few years ago, and the sisters who were good at the head of my mother's family married in all parties, and now I have no idea of going back, but it is in a dream, and it is like a child......

After saying a few words, Ling Makeup saw that there was nothing to do, and said: "That's it, I see that the concubine can't sit still, I haven't appreciated the customs of Jinling, so it's better to go." ”

Because it was a micro-service, the two took a very low-key oil-walled car out of the west gate and went straight to the Yuelao Temple.

Ji Hualou was excited, and from time to time he opened the curtain to look outside.

Tullius was guarded by the tall horse, exchanging a smile with her, and she was as sweet as honey.

Ling Xiang leaned against the wall of the car, feeling a little bumpy and uncomfortable, and glanced at her and said, "Why are you smiling so happily?"

Ji Hualou hurriedly covered up, "Oh...... No, I saw that I could hardly see a woman outside, and I thought that thanks to climbing to the queen, I could have the honor to participate in the grand event, and I was happy...... I'm glad to do that. ”

When Ling Xiang heard this, he also opened the curtain and took a few looks, and sure enough, there were almost no women in the village on the street, and one happened to pass by, and it was also a shop proprietress standing in front of the, but there were many blue satin sedan chairs, bamboo flowers and bone silk sedan chairs, and all kinds of carriages went in the same direction.

She rolled her eyes, "Oh, there are more women, but just like us, either in the car or in the sedan chair." ”

Concubine Ji Yi took a look again, and sure enough, all her attention was on the lover, where did she really notice the customs.

The carriage had been walking for nearly an hour, and the carriage seemed to be walking on fine sand, and it became more and more slow, and the voices of people outside gradually became louder, and the sun became more and more prosperous, and the inside of the carriage became a little stuffy.

Cai Yue, the eunuch of the palm seal of the Imperial Horse Supervisor who was driving the car, slowed down the speed of the car, and said to the car with a suppressed voice: "Can the master feel sleepy? There is a forest in front of you, it seems that people are drilling into it, and the vendors are setting up stalls in it, do you want to come down and rest and get cold?"

Ling Xiang opened the curtain and looked twice, and saw that the cars and horses outside the forest in front of him were suffocated, and the road was congested, obviously the carriage could not go, and there were many pedestrians crowded in front of them, and the women got off the sedan chair one after another, some of them were obviously the official eunuchs, the housewife and the younger generation, everyone wore a veil, and the girl wore a colorful West Lake umbrella to shade the sun, and the small jasper put on a dress on the head, or wore a bamboo hat, and went to the shade of the forest.

Cai Yu stopped the car, and the five people who came with him in the first two carriages got off in turn.

The four palace ladies looked excited, and ran to the side of the oil wall car, Deng Xiuxiang opened the curtain, Wan Zhu'er moved the stool, Yao and Yang reached out to help each other, Ling Makeup looked back and smiled, hung the veil for Ji Hualou, and put it on herself.

Tullius had already taken Guangningwei to cross the terrain, dismounted and pointed to the tree-lined path: "One hundred and ten steps into the Yuelao Temple from here, built along the hill, there are also some scenery inside and outside the temple." (To be continued.) )

PS: On a business trip, a lot of inconvenience, or three more to reward the pro, today did not write a word, it is estimated that the weekend home to cry nose closed closed code words.