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The reddened clouds on the edge of the sky were like a touch of residual blood, and even the red was pale and mottled, like a stormy palace wall.

The step was extremely stable, and she only stayed in the Yongshou Palace, and Xuan helped her to sit down, and saw that there were her own people on the left and right, so she comforted: "Don't be annoyed, don't be annoyed, you will be angry carefully, and Concubine Yi Niangniang will never be able to occupy the emperor all the time." ”

Rong Yue shook his head and smiled: "I'm not annoyed, and I can't say what's wrong." After that, he entered the warm pavilion, used a bowl of bird's nest, recovered some strength, and changed into homely clothes.

He Xuan took her changed clothes and was about to hand them over to the Huanyi Institute, when she saw Ning Lan come in with a bag and asked, "But the tooth-colored bright silk ink orchid eight-regiment long dress was sent back?" ”

Ning Lan replied casually: "No, it's the prince's old clothes sent by Yuqing Palace." ”

He Xuan hesitated slightly, took off her skirt and went out, handed over the clothes to the little palace maid to send to the Huanyi Institute, and turned back, seeing that Rong Yue asked someone to vacate the red sandalwood Pengya square table, lowered her head and took the powdered string elastic thread, she only wore a honey-colored homely jacket skirt, black hair was rolled at will, and only a mandarin duck hairpin was fixed, her expression was very careful, and she had two more points of virtue in addition to her previous beauty.

He Xuan took two steps forward to help her hold down the bean green Hangzhou silk fabric, and asked with a smile: "Does the master want to cut clothes?" Didn't you say last time that Long Live Lord prefers solemn colors, why did you choose this piece of material again? ”

Rong Yue traced her elbows and armpits, then put away the apricot yellow round-necked robe in her hand, and said: "This is for the prince, the east is green, the lord grows hair, and it is good for the child to wear such a color." ”

He Xuan remembered the last time she picked up the fabric, she specially picked up this piece of silk, it turned out to be made for the prince, seeing that she folded the old clothes, she hurriedly stepped forward to pick it up, and said with a smile: "How did the master think of making clothes for the prince?" ”

Rong Yue took the scissors from Chunzao's hand to tailor: "The prince lost his mother at a young age, and the clothes he wears every day are only made of needlework and thread, and there is no one who knows his relatives and relatives, and it is pitiful to think about it, he was raised under his sister's knees, and I took care of him for two days, and the clothes made for the Empress Dowager were a few stitches away, so I simply made two robes for this child." As he spoke, he buried himself in cutting it carefully.

He Xuan said with a smile: "That being said, the prince's dress is also the best among the brothers, the missing crotch robe embroidered with the zodiac is said to have used more than a dozen embroidery stitches, and dozens of embroiderers don't know how much effort it took to make it, and even the long live lord is not there, and they all rewarded the prince." ”

"I'm just living on my own," Rong Yue remembered that she had been happy for a fan embroidered by her mother for several days when she was a child, and shook her head slightly for a while: "Maybe, whether he wears it or not, it's always my heart." ”

Seeing this, He Xuan stopped bothering.

Concubine Yi has been quite favored in recent days, and she doesn't come to Yongshou Palace every day, Rong Yue does needlework in her spare time, but she also calms down her mind, and intimately takes in the fourth princess to live in Yongshou Palace, and when she is annoyed, she goes to Chuxiu Palace to coax the eighth elder brother to play.

Instead, Concubine Hui shook her head and said, "You are considerate of her." ”

Rong Yue took the four princesses to divide the line, the orange silk thread was split into a thin one, a thin silver thread, and said in her mouth: "Not to mention that we are all the emperor's concubines, it is natural for her to serve the bed, besides, Sister Yi treats us all day well, and it is not a bad thing for her to be favored." ”

Concubine Hui smiled and slapped the eighth elder brother who was playing nine consecutive rings on Luohan, as if talking to herself: "If you really don't remember to eat." ”

As he spoke, he heard the voice of a pink-feathered parrot hanging under the porch outside the door: "Yifei Niangniang is auspicious." ”

Rong Yue's hand shook, the slender silk thread broke instantly, Concubine Hui looked in her eyes, smiled faintly, and looked out through the thin mesh of the window screen, the scorching sun, and the cicadas chirped.

The noisy man was restless, even in the night there was not a trace of cool breeze, the emperor squeezed the fold tightly in his hand, raised his eyes to look out the window, the liquid pool was silent like a piece of glass, lying there motionless.

Mingzhu also sweated on the back of his neck, only looking at the emperor's expression, and did not dare to say much.

The emperor said for a while: "The minister of the parliamentary king agreed that Shi Lang would lead the army to attack Penghu alone, what do you think?" ”

Mingzhu pondered and said: "Back to the emperor, the minister thought that if one person led the troops to suppress, he could carry out his will, and the two of them went together, which would inevitably be constrained and inconvenient to act. ”

The matter weighed in the emperor's heart, and after all, he didn't dare to take it lightly, so he just put the recital aside for the time being, and picked up a book of recitals for review.

Mingzhu waited with his hands down, and when he saw that the Western pendulum clock had been handed over, he stood up from behind the bookcase, bowed down and said: "Long live the Lord Qiyu, although the state affairs are heavy, you should also cherish the dragon body." ”

The emperor raised his eyes from the concerto, glanced at the hour, and said, "It's not too early, you can go back and rest." ”

Mingzhu hurriedly said: "Weichen doesn't dare to think of his thin body, but he can't bear to see the emperor working so state affairs, you are burdened with a lot of money, and Weichen asks Long Live Lord to settle it early." Then he kowtowed again.

Li Dequan also knelt down and said: "Long live the Lord has called Yingtai, and it has been a few days until the fourth watch to rest, if the Queen Mother knows, she will be worried, and the slave implores the Long Live Lord to take care of it." ”

The emperor sighed lightly, stood up, waved his hand at Mingzhu and told him to step back, and then walked to the Zaoyun Building where the imperial concubine was staying.

Li Dequan was alert, and hurriedly called the apprentice to inform him first.

The emperor has not yet walked to the Zaoyun Building, and the imperial concubine has been dressed up and waiting at the door.

The emperor was thinking about his heart all the way, and when he was dozens of steps away, he suddenly turned around, Li Dequan saw him walking back, and couldn't help but look anxious, if the emperor released the pigeons, he would never be able to get any benefits from the imperial concubine, so he hurriedly said: "Long live where the lord rests, the slave is easy to arrange." ”

The emperor stood still, turned around and looked at the embroidery building behind the lush trees, and was stunned for a while before he said: "I forgot, you go back to the Hanyuan Hall quickly, and bring me the book that I pressed under the inkstone, and I want to approve it." ”

After that, he turned around and went to Zaoyun Building.

Li Dequan couldn't help but secretly pinched a cold sweat, instructed Wei Zhu Haosheng to take care of it, and sent the holy car away by himself, before trotting back to run an errand.

When he returned to Zaoyun Building non-stop, the emperor was already sitting and waiting behind the bookcase, and the imperial concubine was sitting on the hibiscus spring bench on the side, Li Dequan didn't have time to look at the imperial concubine's face, so he kowtowed, and placed the heavy burden, cinnabar, imperial pen, etc.

The emperor dipped his pen in cinnabar and wrote the word 'zhaozhu' on the recital played by the king's ministers. (To be continued.) )