083 Enter the palace as such

Facing the dormitory behind Dongyu Palace, with the faint light in front of the dormitory, looking carefully, as if guarding like this, Murong Yixiao would not slip away from his eyes, so that he would not worry day and night. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

It was late at night, and no one in the group of eunuchs below dared to come forward to persuade him, but just accompanied him quietly and guarded.

Until the third quarter of the ugly hour, drowsiness struck, and Chu Zhao sat on the wall and fell asleep slowly.

When Cui Qihong rushed back, he saw Chu Zhao sitting on the wall and falling asleep, so he asked someone to find a quilt and put it on for him.

At the end of the day, it should be the hour of the early dynasty, Chu Zhao opened his eyes according to his habit, and then he came down and took everyone back to the Hall of Eternal Life.

The next day, after noon, Chu Zhao slept a little longer because he hadn't slept for a long time last night.

It wasn't until he noticed movement around him that he woke up slowly, and when he got up, he saw the person in his dream, sitting on the couch and reading alone.

Chu Zhao approached her, drank a cup of tea, moistened his throat, and asked, "When did Xiaoxiao come?" I don't know. ā€

Murong Yixiao replied softly: "The emperor must have studied for too long yesterday and slept too late, so he is so sleepy today?" ā€

Chu Zhao bowed his head lightly and said with a smile: "Xiaoxiao actually knows my life, I must have inquired about it for a long time?" ā€

Murong Yixiao chuckled and said, "The emperor really knows how to joke, do you still need to ask?" Looking at the emperor's dark green at the moment, he knew that the emperor must have had a good rest last night. ā€

"Xiaoxiao can't make me happy for a while, and you just said that you deliberately inquired about my daily trivial matters to find out about these things?" Chu Zhao said with a smile.

Murong Yixiao pursed his lips, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Your Majesty, if the concubine says so, and the emperor can really believe in the concubine, it doesn't hurt if the concubine says it." ā€

Chu Zhao likes to spend his daily life with her like this, listening to her words one by one, his heart is sweeter than eating honey.

After a while, Cui Qihong ordered someone to send some snacks and melons and fruits, and the two of them used some, then picked up the book in their hands and read it carefully.

Chu Zhaozheng was fascinated by the reader, but he heard Murong Yixiao ask in a soft voice: "Your Majesty, the concubine wants to know, who is the former virtuous concubine Niangniang?" ā€

Chu Zhao turned the pages of the book, and his voice seemed to be very casual: "Nanping, let's ......" paused for a moment, "Xiaoxiao remembers that she can only ask one question a day, and next time she remembers to ask something difficult?" ā€

Murong Yixiao smiled slightly and said, "Yes." ā€

This question has been in her mind for a long time, and she must sort out the most primitive questions one by one, so that she can find some key points, so that she will no longer be subject to him everywhere in the future, and have bargaining chips for peace.

Since this day, every day in the afternoon, Murong Yixiao came to the Hall of Eternal Life as scheduled, and about ten days later, the concubines in the palace began to discuss, and the words were even more bitter and resentful, jealous and hateful.

But they all taboo Chu Zhao's early hints in private, and no one dared to say it directly, but every time he met Murong Yixiao outside, he would throw out a roll of his eyes and complain in a low voice.

Murong Yixiao acted as if he hadn't heard of it, and no one paid attention to it.

On this day, when it was close to the unitary hour, Murong Yixiao walked to the long street in front of the Zichen Palace, and happened to meet Cheng Rushi, who had entered the palace to face the saint.

Murong Yixiao returned the salute and asked in a low voice: "National Teacher, I don't know how things are going in this palace?" ā€

Cheng Ru was in a hurry to return to his life, and saluted: "Concubine Xiao, wait for the minister to come out, and tell him that Weichen has important matters to be detailed, please wait for the concubine." ā€

Murong Yixiao bowed his head slightly, and said, "Well, then the palace will go to the Imperial Garden first, and then wait for the national teacher on the long street in front of the Zichen Palace." ā€

After Cheng Ru bowed his hand, he went to the Hall of Eternal Life.

Murong Yixiao took Ah Fei by his side and walked towards the Imperial Garden.

Cheng Ru went to the gate of the Hall of Eternal Life, asked the little eunuch at the door to go to report, and paced back and forth outside the door.

When the little eunuch came out and invited him in, Cheng Rushi strode in.

Cheng Ru saw that Chu Zhao was looking at a painting, bowed and saluted: "Weichen knocks on the emperor!" ā€

"The national teacher is so late, what is the matter with me? How about you get up and see this tired bird returning to the forest first? Chu Zhao unfolded the scroll in his hand with great interest.

After Cheng Ru got up, he stood still in place, pursed his mouth with a solemn face, and said, "Your Majesty ......"

Chu Zhao sensed Cheng Ruye's strangeness, turned his head, looked at him, and asked, "What's wrong?" ā€

Cheng Ru bowed his hand and said: "Your Majesty, there is an abnormality in Xiyue, Weichen's spies are listening, Qian Zhongsu is stirring the ministers of the court, and wants to marry Xinyao, and marry his sister to the emperor, I am afraid that this matter has been implemented at this time." ā€

Chu Zhao's eyes were cold, the smile on his lips was faint, his eyes were scattered, and he emitted an extremely cold coldness: "It seems that his ambition is not small, if I disagree, he can get the best benefits, this Qian Zhongsu, really can't be underestimated." ā€

Chu Zhao said to himself in the palace: "If you don't marry, he will use this oil to send troops, he knows that at this time I don't want to act rashly, so he forced me to marry the princess of another country as the queen, if I agree, if he gives birth to the queen one day, he will be the prince, he doesn't need a soldier, he will replace him lightly, hum......"

Cheng Ru replied: "Your Majesty, for the sake of today's plan, while this matter has not yet spread, the emperor will immediately choose a queen, which is the best policy, if he dares to send it again, the emperor will accept it, what about raising it in the palace?" ā€

Chu Zhao knew that this method was the best way to solve all problems, and it could also block the daily deliberations of the ministers of the DPRK and China.

It's just that what they elected was not the talented and beautiful Concubine De, or the Concubine Hui in the show, and the candidate in his heart was the Concubine Xiao who had no nostalgia for him.

If he dared to say it, he was afraid that he would shock the government and the opposition, so after returning to the palace, the queen was undecided.

Cheng Ru saw Chu Zhao's hesitation and asked, "What is the emperor worried about?" ā€

"If so, I may ask you a question?" Chu Zhao raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Your Majesty, please ask, if so, you will definitely know everything." Cheng Ru heard Chu Zhao shouting at him, 'As such', and knew in his heart that this matter must be a secret matter.

"In your heart, is it more suitable for Concubine De to be the queen than anyone else?" Chu Zhao asked.

Cheng Ru lowered his eyebrows and thought for a moment, without any reluctance and panic on his face, and he was as plain as water.

"Back to the emperor, yes!" Cheng Ru said without scruples.

Chu Zhao locked his eyebrows and asked, "You know her heart, how can you be so decisive?" She is willing to be my concubine for you, but you don't care about her efforts to make her my queen? ā€

Cheng Ru replied: "Your Majesty, Weichen has already made this matter clear to Concubine De, but Concubine De has been deceived by herself and has not been able to see the facts clearly. Your Majesty, can Wechen ask you a question? ā€