The queen mother looked at herself in the mirror, her eye sockets were deep-set, her face was withered, she didn't know her fate next year, but she looked like a sixty-odd person, no matter how light the palace maid's combing action was, her hair still fell down, the queen mother couldn't help but take a look, and the palace maid who combed her hair was terrified, unable to hold the comb in her hand, and looked so frightened that she didn't even dare to cry.

Aunt Fang couldn't stand it, and scolded the palace maid to comb her hair and retreat, the palace maid went as if she was amnesty, the queen mother looked back at the mirror again, stared at it for a while, and felt that she didn't want to see more, raised her hand and faded the hairpin ring, took it in her hand and glanced at it and felt familiar, and then took a closer look, "Where did this hairpin ring come from?" ”

Aunt Fang stepped forward to take a look, and almost recognized it at a glance: "This ...... It's not ......"

The Queen Mother has been strong all her life, and she is still a little flustered when she encounters ghosts and gods, and her left hand holding the hairpin ring begins to tremble: "Slut...... It's really haunting......"

Xu Lian came in through the transmission, and what she saw was such a scene, the queen mother's makeup and hair were not in order, Aunt Fang's expression was panicked, and the two masters and servants sat and stood together, and the situation was indescribably weird.

It was the Queen Mother who broke the silence first, "You are here." ”

Xu Lian should have bowed and began to plead: "Zhang's matter is the negligence of the concubine, and the mother is worried." ”

Half of this is out of sincerity, it is indeed his own negligence, and the word to punish Zhou's has supported himself, even if there was a disagreement between his mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in the past, he can let go of it in front of the queen mother's love for the little fox.

The Queen Mother looked at Xu Lian's low eyebrows, and did not reprimand, only mentioned: "In the past, the attention was that His Majesty must be lenient and strict, and blindly being merciful will only harm himself, and such a thing can only happen once." ”

Xu Lian humbly accepted the teaching, sighed at the rare harmony of this dialogue, and the Queen Mother said: "Next time, Zaining will move to Yanwang Palace to live." ”

Aunt Fang seemed to be afraid of the stalemate in the atmosphere, so she brought tea, Xu Lian took it and said: "The concubine wanted to bring Zai Ning to visit the queen mother today, but she was afraid that the child would disturb the purity of the queen mother. ”

Not only was the Queen Mother not frightened and anxious, but Xu Lian cared about filial piety every word, and the Queen Mother had a slight smile on her face, secretly sighing that the palace was really a good place, and a person who was raised by her son to be such a person also learned to do not leak a day.

"You also have a heart, your body and bones are naturally useless, so you don't have to bother the imperial doctor, you can handle the palace affairs with peace of mind, don't let the emperor worry about you before the battle."

Hearing this, Xu Lian knew that the little fox was taken away, and her heart was relieved, and her eyes happened to fall on the hairpin ring next to the queen mother's makeup, and somehow she always felt that something was strange.

Returning from Yanwang Palace to Yixiang Palace, Xu Lian was in a trance all day long, always feeling that she had caught something and didn't seem to have caught it, until Chun Tao helped remove the bun, Xu Lian opened her makeup, looked at the dazzling array of beads and hairpins, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

The Queen Mother always feels rigorous and calm on weekdays, her sideburns are meticulous, her clothes are half good, and she is not willing to show weakness in front of others no matter how serious the situation is, so what the hell is the ornament next to the makeup she saw today? It's just that it's so messy, and the color of the branch in the middle is so bright, it's not in line with the queen mother's usual painting style, how can the more I think about it, the more I feel that Xiang is the ornament that Concubine Shu often wears during her lifetime......

Formmore, who had grasped the truth of the incident, stood up and tried to analyze the case, but Chun Tao was caught off guard and grabbed a handful of hair in her hand, so-"Hiss! ”

Assi!

"Master, Niangniang, are you in trouble?"

It's no big deal, it's no big deal, your master just made a free manual hair and scalp tearing, what can be a big deal.

Xu Lian, who was covering her head, smiled kindly at Chun Tao, who was worried about her guilt.

After changing into civilian clothes and lying on the bed, Xu Lian carefully sorted out the causes and consequences of the matter, and ordered Mantou to send someone to inquire about the recent situation in Yanwang Palace.

Since the first emperor's great trip, the Queen Mother's health has not been very good, and she is not as strong as before, and she has not been able to sleep peacefully recently, Aunt Fang went to the Tai Hospital to receive spices and medicines to calm the nerves, but the effect is not great, and the reason why the Queen Mother is not sleeping well is that the Yanwang Palace is secretive, and the steamed buns have not been inquired about for a long time.

Xu Lian listened to it and thought about it, and then tasted a rough idea

The silence of Yanwang Palace at night is deep and cold, there is a kind of silence that penetrates into the bone marrow, and the palace people who originally kept vigil were all dismissed from afar, and only Aunt Fang was left in the ear room outside the dormitory to stare at the jumping candle flame and sit in front of the lamp.

After a while, a cry broke the silence of the night, intermittently, resentfully, and rushed straight into the eardrums, Aunt Fang covered her ears with both hands, this night and night torture, I just wish to be deaf from now on.

After a while, there was a sound of smashing things in the dormitory, and then the queen mother's angry shout: "Slut, you can't fight me before you die, what if you become a ghost after death, the mourning family is to poison your son in front of you, what can you do?" ”

"You were not an opponent of the mourning family before you were born, and you are not even qualified to die after death."

After that, Aunt Fang hurriedly broke in and picked up the Queen Mother who fell to the ground, but the Queen Mother pushed her away, "Slut...... A slut who never gets away. ”

Aunt Fang staggered a few steps after being pushed, and said in a trembling voice: "Master, it's an old slave." ”

It was still dark in the dormitory, Aunt Fang stood up and went to light the candle, and the Queen Mother saw it clearly before saying, "It's you." ”

"Master, I'm afraid I'm having a nightmare again."

Aunt Fang helped the Queen Mother to sit on the couch, and the Queen Mother said after a while: "Those things that calm the nerves seem to be useless." ”

Aunt Fang knelt down: "It's the old slave who is useless." ”

I don't know how to come to complain and cry at this time, but stopped, the Queen Mother felt this rare calm, waved her hand and said: "That's it, it has nothing to do with you, if you say that there is a debtor and a master, the Yang family should be looking for the mourning family." ”

On this day, the spring was beautiful, Xu Lian was basking in the sun in the yard with her son in her arms, and Chun Tao came forward to give a blessing.

"Caught somebody?"

"Yes, I sent it to Yanwang Palace according to the master's instructions."

Xu Lian nodded and said that she was very satisfied, and let people put pen and paper, ready to write the first letter to the family after the departure of Zixi and the emperor, but she was incompetent and grinded for a long time, and said something about the recent events in the palace like a running account, avoiding the heavy and light, the little fox's fire became a slight discomfort, and the nightmare of the queen mother only said that she was old and couldn't sleep well, and finally she couldn't hold it back, so she lifted her son's two little feet and dipped them in ink, and then put them on the paper, and printed out two black little feet, and some of the five fingers were printed together, The ink color is a little light and some dark, the more Xu Lian looks at it, the more satisfied she feels, and tells Chun Tao to send it to someone when the ink is dry.

Although Chun Tao said that she had been waiting for these days, she was no longer surprised, and the corners of her mouth twitched when she took the letter, but the little fox was addicted to playing, broke free from Xu Lian's hands, crawled over from the stone table, pressed on the ink with one hand, lifted up, and put her hand dripping ink on her face to Xu Lian, who was immersed in the maternal love of "why is my son so cute......

Xu Lian took her son off her body under Chun Tao's expression that she was about to be hurt internally.

Princess Duanhua waited in the tent for news, and after a while, the maid of the dowry sent the news she had heard: "Princess, the Great Khan went to Lan Ji again." ”

Princess Duanhua sneered, the expression on her face seemed to be expected, there was no jealousy and disdain, she thought about it and asked, "Is there any news of the mother concubine and the imperial brother?" ”

The maid shook her head, and Duanhua sighed.

The homeland is thousands of miles apart, and it is difficult for the news of the inner palace that has nothing to do with politics to reach the border towns, let alone the accounts of the enemy country, she only knows that the Wang family has won, not the emperor's brother will succeed to the throne, not only will the emperor's brother grow up in the future, restore the national strength, and the idea of taking himself back to the mother country has become a desperate thought, and her only relative in this world is afraid that it is also more auspicious, she is worried about it day and night, and how to see how to make her sick in front of her.

Thousands of miles to marry, although it is the Yan family, it is said that there is the respect of the wife, but don't be the Khan is old and vulgar, there are three Yan before and after, and the Duanhua princess is far from the Ruyi Langjun who is satisfied in the heart, Duanhua respects the princess identity, refuses to bend to welcome, and don't Khan read countless women, although he is over sixty years old and still in good health, but his heart is in the war, he is bent on opening up the territory and expanding the territory, swallowing the fat of Nanyuan into his stomach, the princess is no longer angry and the emperor ascends the throne, and there is also a family and country friendship, and he does not want the homeland to suddenly suffer from the war, and the relationship between husband and wife is very indifferent.

This is okay, Duanhua is proud of his identity, he wants to vomit when he sees the old man, he doesn't come just right, how do you know that the dancing girl Lan Meier who married is a fox charmer, and won the favor of the old man, what you don't want is one thing, it's another thing to be picked up by others, and Lan Meier is not a fuel-efficient lamp, she often opposes her in this place where she doesn't understand etiquette, and now the days are not at all one-tenth of the comfort and pleasure in the boudoir.

Seeing that there was no one around, the maid took out something and put it in Duanhua's hand.

Duanhua spread out her palm, it was a piece of broken hair tied with a red rope, she immediately tightened her palm, raised her eyes and glanced at the maid, her face was silent, and the maid attached to Princess Duanhua's ear and said, "Tonight, please wait in your tent." ”

Duanhua's face was hot, and his heart was like a thousand drums beating.

It was the cold weather of spring, the grassland was not better than the Central Plains, the temperature difference between day and night was very great, the brazier was burning in the tent of Princess Duanhua every night, and there was no silver charcoal burning, with the unpleasant smell of candles made of butter, the princess was always unable to sleep, but tonight was different, the princess wore a middle coat, scattered black hair, lying on the bed half-wrapped with the quilt as if waiting for something.

The night of the grassland is also very quiet, and the occasional sound of war horses and the spread of the wings of goshawks break the silence.

Duanhua turned her back to the direction of the curtain, she heard the curtain being lifted, a chill rushed in, and quickly closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, as if in this way she could ignore the uninvited person, ignore the slightly cool palm of his outstretched clothes and the hot body attached to his back. 166 Reading Network