After a long time, Empress Dowager Huang spoke slowly, her eyes were still closed, but a pair of well-maintained fingers kept tapping on the table. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Her fingers wore gold-encrusted emerald stones and red-blue gemstone finger covers, which struck on the smooth table with a jade-like sound.

"I haven't had a draft in the palace for several years. Empress Dowager Huang sighed.

Now in this palace, the woman of the Qin family is the only one.

"The emperor is in the prime of life, and several princes are also older. It's time for the draft. Ming'er will tell the emperor. ”

Jing Xin and Jing Huan didn't dare to make a sound, they just stood there respectfully, as if they hadn't heard anything, their eyebrows lowered.

"Hmph!" Empress Dowager Huang turned her head, saw them like this, and snorted coldly from her nostrils.

She shook her head and said lightly: "They are all old people who have served the mourning family for many years, look at your little interest!"

When Jing Xin and Jing Huan heard this, they quickly knelt down and said busily: "I ask the Queen Mother for forgiveness, the slaves and maids really dare not speak falsely." Please forgive me. ”

Immediately, the sound of "bang bang" sounded, and Jing Xin and Jing Huan knelt on the ground, kowtowing incessantly.

The voice was loud in the quiet of the palace.

"Alright, alright. Empress Dowager Huang waved her hand and frowned a little displeased.

In the end, her own family is better, in this palace, she can't even find anyone to talk to!

Jing Xin and Jing Huan listened to her order, and hurriedly stood up, standing in front of the Empress Dowager Huang with their hands bowed, and they didn't even wipe the blood that was constantly oozing out of their foreheads.

Empress Dowager Huang glanced at them lightly and said, "That's it, there are many people in this palace, and it's a good thing for you to be careful." ”

After that, he stretched out his hand and rubbed his temples, and said slowly: "The mourning family is a little tired, you two, help the mourning family to change clothes." ”

"Yes!" Jing Xin and Jing Huan hurriedly and respectfully agreed to Empress Dowager Huang's order and trotted forward.

Chenden.

A faint smell of tranquilizing incense spread through the palace.

The emperor of Yaoguo, Emperor Jingxuan, was sitting behind a huge desk, correcting the neatly stacked and weighty folds in front of him.

And a little eunuch was kneeling respectfully in front of Emperor Jing Xuan.

After a long while, Emperor Jing Xuan put down the red pen in his hand.

He held his forehead with one hand and closed his eyes slightly, as if he was resting.

And the little eunuch kneeling below him still didn't dare to raise his head to look at him.

He remained in the same position as before, kneeling motionless, with a look of respect and timidity on his face.

Emperor Jingxuan's age is actually not too big, only forty-five years old.

In the history of Yao, this age is just the prime of the reigning emperor.

He had a total of eleven princes and twelve princesses.

And in this palace, there are only three princes and four princesses.

The rest of the princes and princesses were either born with congenital deficiencies and died young, or they died in the battle of the harem concubines.

And the three surviving princes are: Dongfang Xi, the eldest son of the queen, was named the crown prince shortly after birth, and was only 23 years old.

The second prince sorted by the royal family genealogy, Dongfang Ning, was born by Rou Concubine, the daughter of the official Shangshu, and was only 18 years old this year.

He has a gentle and elegant temperament, and loves to dance and write.

The three princes sorted by the royal family genealogy, Dongfang Cheng.

When Emperor Jingxuan was drunk, he mistakenly lucked a beautiful criminal slave in the palace.

Dongfang Cheng was born from this sin slave, who was the emperor of the previous life.

Because of his biological mother's appearance, he was born handsome.

And the four princesses who survived, except for Dongfang Ling'er's biological mother Mu Wuwu, who was the daughter of the general of the dynasty and the sister of General Zuo.

The rank is not too high, the biological mother was born ordinary, and her own qualifications are not good enough, so she is not loved by Emperor Jing Xuan.

The genes of the royal family have always been very good, and although Emperor Jingxuan is nearly fifty years old, he is still handsome and majestic.

It's just that because of his frequent frowning, there is a very obvious wrinkle between his eyebrows.

His eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to his biological mother, Empress Dowager Huang.

It's just that because of her age, Empress Dowager Huang's temperament is getting softer and softer, and her face is gradually softening.

And Emperor Jingxuan, as he grew in power, his facial features became more and more cold and hard.

After a long time, he opened his eyes, his expression was calm, but his eyes looked extremely terrifying.

"I heard," he said word by word, "that the Queen Mother wants to marry the eldest daughter of the Lin family to her nephew grandson, but I have no objection. That Jun Yiwei is a rare capable minister, and he is not young anymore, so he should want a beautiful woman. ”

It's just that her hand is too long to take care of his harem draft.

"When the Queen Mother sends someone to talk about this issue, she will send someone to tell her that whether it is the former dynasty or the harem, it is my place. But after all, she is still the queen mother, my biological mother, and she can take care of the affairs of the harem as she wants. But the draft?"

Emperor Jing Xuan paused slightly, and his voice suddenly became cold: "But the matter of the draft must be decided by me!"

"Yes. The little eunuch replied respectfully, and only after kowtowing to Emperor Jingxuan did he retreat.

After the little eunuch stepped back, Emperor Jing Xuan picked up the half-cold tea on the table, just as he was about to drink it.

The chief eunuch Fushun hurriedly stepped forward, knelt down and stopped: "Your Majesty, you can't drink it." The tea is cold, let the minions, go and change it for you. ”

"You slave, this is the time to come. Emperor Jing Xuan waved his hand angrily and motioned for him to go down.

But he didn't blame him, after all, Fang Cai was also Emperor Jingxuan himself, and he didn't let the chief eunuch serve him on the side.

When Na Fushun heard this, he happily kowtowed to Emperor Jing Xuan again, stood up, carefully picked up the white jade teacup on Emperor Jing Xuan's table, and trotted all the way down.

Emperor Jingxuan didn't care about him, just picked up an ancient book on the table and looked at it seriously but slightly casually.

In less than half an hour, Fushun ran back.

He carefully served the tea on Emperor Jingxuan's table, and sent a small plate of jade hibiscus cake.

Emperor Jing Xuan picked up the tea on the table, the tea soup was clear and transparent, yellow and clear.

He blew lightly with his mouth and took another sip before continuing to look at the ancient book in his hand.

But he didn't use the pastries on the table.

Seeing this, Na Fushun raised large beads of sweat on his forehead, which kept dripping down like rain.

"The emperor forgives his sins!" Emperor Jingxuan was still calmly flipping through the book, and there was no sign of anger, but Fushun's legs suddenly weakened, and he knelt on the ground, kowtowing incessantly.

"Oh?" Emperor Jing Xuan didn't raise his head, and continued to look at the pages in his hand, "What are you guilty of?"