In the east chamber of the main bed of the palace, the young queen saw the young man's undisguised joy for the first time, the joy that seemed to have all the best things in the world, burning fiercely in the young man's body, and the dazzling brilliance almost made people unable to open their eyes......

"Xijun...... Xijun ......"

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The young queen smiled indulgently, and it was not until he finally stopped from exhaustion that he curiously asked, "Why is the little brother so happy?"

The boy sat down in front of the girl, exhaled a long breath, took the girl's hands with both hands, shook them gently, and said to the girl with a smile: "My uncle and uncles have come to Chang'an!"

The boy cheered, but the girl was stunned by the news.

"Uncle?" repeated the girl, confused, "is this worth rejoicing?"

- Anyway, she wouldn't be so happy to see her uncle.

The young man nodded heavily, still holding the girl's hand, and whispered: "Of course! They are moving to Chang'an this time!

The girl was still puzzled, and after thinking sideways for a while, she finally realized that her "little brother" did not have too many relatives......

- Thinking about it, it was as if she had seen her grandfather, and it was so reassuring that it was unpleasant.

The girl nodded, smiled and said to the boy, "That's great!"

Receiving approval, the boy jumped up even more happily, and pulled the girl up with him, jumping several times before stopping because of the girl's breathing.

"Are you alright?" the boy asked nervously.

The young queen's face was flushed, and she gasped several times before she could answer the young man: "It's okay!"

After the small episode, the boy no longer dared to vent his joy in a wanton manner, and carefully helped the girl to sit down, his eyes full of nervousness.

"I'm really fine!" the girl squinted and smiled, "Who made you move so quickly?" ”

Liu Yi was relieved at this time, and then he heard the girl ask curiously: "Why did the little brother leave the palace today? Is he going to play? Is Chang'an City lively?"

Thinking that the girl was younger than herself, but she had to perform the duties of the queen, and she had to perform various sacrifices all day long, and compared with her happiness today, Liu Ying couldn't help but feel a little guilty in her heart, so she told the girl about her experience today very carefully.

Xijun naturally listened to it with relish, and when she heard Liu Yi embarrassed to say that she was crying bitterly because she was too excited to see her relatives, she leaned forward and leaned back with laughter: "Little brother is so big and coquettish!"

Liu Yi was already ashamed and anxious, but he was helpless, his face turned red, and he couldn't say a word.

After making fun of it, the young queen did not continue to embarrass her little brother, took the young man's hand, and asked in a soft voice: "The little brother now has a close relative, won't he ignore me?"

The little girl smiled, her eyes full of worry.

Xi Jun is very worried - although you are the queen, but in the deep palace ban, she has no close friends, the young son of heaven is her husband, her king, but not a relative who can rely on confiding, her relatives are separated from her life by the dark gray high brick wall, and the young man in front of her is the only person she can talk to without scruples in the forbidden......

Liu Yi was stunned for a moment, and then solemnly promised: "Of course not!"

He knew how lonely girls were—the difference between kings and ministers, between men and women...... There are too many rules to bind the young queen, and people can't help but worry...... Can a bud that has never bloomed really last until the day it blooms?

Liu Yi already felt sorry for this girl—even if he was not qualified to feel sorry for the queen of the Han Dynasty......

The little girl smiled contentedly, and pulled him to ask what the liquor shop looked like, what color the wine was sold, and what the snow was like on the plains outside the city...... Liu Aiji's eloquence was good, and at this time, he was extremely exaggerated to describe all kinds of things, the little girl listened attentively, and asked questions again and again, until Yihua urged again and again, and the two of them reluctantly stopped saying goodbye.

"Or, I'll come back tomorrow?" Seeing the little girl's regretful face, Liu Ying hesitated for a moment and proposed softly.

Xijun was happy at first, and then shook his head: "Tomorrow, the lady of the liehou will come to congratulate you......"

- Banquet, congratulations, after some actions, I don't know when it will be......

Liu Yi didn't insist anymore, patted Xijun's hand, and said softly: "It's okay, even if you are free tomorrow, you have to prepare for the ceremony the day after tomorrow." ”

Thinking of the sacrifice the day after tomorrow, Xijun couldn't help but feel bitter, then glared at him fiercely, and waved him away: "Hurry up!

Yihua hid his face with his sleeves, and he couldn't bear to see the anger of his own daughter.

Liu Yi touched his nose and bowed his head to leave.

"The ...... that the middle palace shouldn't be angry"

After serving the queen to take off her coat and wrap her hair, and then helped the queen to lie down on the bed, and after sending off the other attendants, Yihua smiled softly and slowly while lowering the curtains on all sides.

The young queen squinted her eyes and smiled comfortably: "I didn't get angry!"

Yi Hua sat down outside the tent and laughed softly: "Yes! The maid is speechless! The middle palace is just in a hurry to let the great-grandson leave!"

In the tent, the young girl covered her mouth and smiled, and then sighed in a tone of infinite yearning: "It would be nice if I could go out and play......

Yihua was stunned for a moment, then bowed his head deeply, and couldn't say a word.

Sensing the strange silence of the close Changyu, the young queen did not ask, but quieted down, and the waves of yearning in her heart gradually subsided, and the silence diffused little by little, and then forced into the bone marrow with a more piercing feeling......

Yi Hua was not sure if the young queen was asleep, but when she heard the sound of breathing in the tent gradually steady, she hesitated slightly, and still quietly got up as usual, retreated outside, and gently unfolded the layers of brocade curtains along the way.

As soon as he untied the tie of the last brocade curtain, Yihua heard someone call in a low voice: "Chang Yu ......"

Turning her head, she saw that it was the history of the young girl in the middle palace who had just been separated in September, Yihua couldn't help but be surprised, but she still put down the curtain first and sorted it out before she saluted: "What's the matter with the female history?"

The female history is different from the palace people, but it is from the family members who have not been sealed for a year in the palace to choose people who are literate and literate to act, and are responsible for the clerical affairs full-time, such as the Tong book presented by the court, etc., are sorted out by the female history.

Although the position of the long palace is respected, but after all, it is a slave and maid, not only Yihua, but also the chief of the middle palace is respectful to all the female histories.

The young female history was a little nervous, but she still tried to report it clearly: "Chang Yu...... Today, the middle palace should go to the emperor's bed......"

Yi Hua was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "That's right...... However, it is very hard for Shanglian Zhonggong to participate in the sacrifice today, so he ordered that he should not eat today. ”

The female history breathed a sigh of relief, and then frowned again: "The maid is new to the harem, I don't know how to remember this matter?"

The inner living note is also recorded by the female history, so once it becomes a female history, it can no longer leave the palace.

Yihua couldn't help but wonder: "How to remember?" This is not a big deal, it doesn't matter if it's true or false.

The female history lowered her head and whispered: "Tonight, there is a lucky ......"

Yihua was stunned for a moment - the Son of Heaven summoned others?

“…… Naturally, there is no difference between it and Tong's book......" Although he was full of surprise, Yihua still gave an answer.

Nushi breathed a sigh of relief, and was just about to retire, when she heard Yihua say again: "Who is fortunate to be summoned?" she didn't say clearly.

The female historian has not yet experienced personnel, and she is not very old, so she immediately blushed when she heard this, but she still gave the answer quite neatly: "I have summoned my beloved Peilan." ”

The corners of Yihua's eyebrows couldn't help jumping, and then he frowned deeply.

"Changyu ......" Nushi naturally saw her sudden change of color, and couldn't help but be frightened, and whispered timidly, but when she saw her looking at herself, she lowered her head in horror and said in a trembling voice: "Changyu still has an explanation?"

Yihua couldn't help laughing: "How dare a servant?"

Nushi immediately bowed her head and retreated, unwilling to stay for a moment, so that Yihua couldn't help but caress her face - is she so terrible?

The confusion was only for a moment, and the young Changyu immediately turned his mind back to the matter of the Son of Heaven summoning the harem.

- Naturally, the Son of Heaven can summon any of the harems.

- If it is purely to summon the harem, it is not worth Yihua's bother.

- Don't say that the queen is young, she can't be lucky at all, that is, the queen is good at leaving the room, and there is no reason not to let the Son of Heaven summon the harem!

What makes Yihua can't help but think deeply, one is this time, and the other is this lucky person.

Today is the day of La, the Son of Heaven also wants to worship the ancestors and worship the gods, and it is the queen's turn to eat on the fifth day, it is reasonable, the emperor should not summon others, let alone summon the beloved Peilan?

- Is it a good man?

Yihua almost wanted to sneer.

- What a coincidence!

- The young Son of Heaven seems to be impatient!

After calming down a little, Yihua sat down by the curtain, quietly thinking about what to do with this matter.

She was too focused and didn't realize that after the female Shi retreated, the other palace attendants quietly entered the hall and sat down in turn, until in the middle of the night, when the Changyu beside her gently pulled her sleeve, and she suddenly woke up.

"Yihua, it's time for a stay!" the Changyu was startled by her angry look and hurriedly explained in a low voice.

Yihua was stunned for a moment, then restrained his anger, retreated outside the hall with everyone, and then returned to their residence to rest.

Halfway through, Yihua suddenly stopped, turned to look east, and her companion yawned and asked puzzledly, "What are you looking at now?"

Yi Hua raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the Xiaodang Palace: "There is movement there!"

When everyone heard this, they all stopped their steps and looked in the direction of the emperor's bed, and sure enough, they saw a piece of light stretching north, and everyone in the middle palace couldn't help but be stunned.

- Passing the lights in the middle of the night......

Yi Hua smiled deeply: "I don't know which one of the harem concubines ......"

——Eight sons or more of the harem into the fortunate, out of the palace can be the lamp to send. (Note)

Everyone in the middle palace understood this truth, so after thinking for a while, everyone couldn't help frowning and thinking, but Yihua smiled faintly and returned to the house.

- If you deliberately swagger, that young son of heaven really has a plan......

- I'll see you tomorrow!

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