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Under the dim candle light, the tent is like a lake, faintly revealing the closely overlapping figures inside, and occasionally there is a low and seductive gasp. I don't know how long it took for the pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info to calm down, and the trembling hanging tent gradually quieted down, and those touching voices calmed down a lot. The people in the tent hugged each other and lay down, sleeping with their necks crossed, and in a short time, the dormitory had returned to its former tranquility.

At this time, the sound of more drums was heard in the distance, intermittently, long or short.

A soft sigh sounded in the tent: "It's the fifth watch." "The time is near, and there is not much time left for the two of them. It was clear that it was already before parting, and they had a lot to say to each other, but for some reason, they just indulged the whole night. Maybe it's because they trust each other too much. Or perhaps, it is more appropriate to talk about parting feelings than to discuss business.

"** It's short, and the night has passed in a blink of an eye." The other laughed lowly, "I can finally understand how those lingering and sad sour poems and sour sentences are written." If I am asked to compose poetry at this time, it will be a resentment if I can't say the same. Such as missing the husband who is away on an expedition. ”

The tent was suddenly waved up by an arm, and the king of Xin'anjun, who was full of black hair and fell behind him, seemed to smile, and looked back at the person lying on the bed: "Resentful poetry? It turns out that you have a hobby of comparing yourself to a resentful woman in the boudoir, but I can't understand it, let alone comprehend it. "What's more, what kind of expedition is he? It's just that he went to Taiyuan Mansion with the royal car and dutifully served as his middle scholar. Because of the trust of the saint, the other scholars were too old, so he got this good messenger.

The lights outlined his silhouette, and his slender and straight body made Wang Sheren's eyes heat slightly. However, when he thought of the current hour, he had to stop talking. It's not too early now, and it really shouldn't be indulged in bed. So, he also got up in the same way, put on his clothes and hugged the king of Xin'an to the bathroom next door.

After bathing, the two sat near the lavender cage and dried each other's hair. The lights were already lit up outside the hall, and the maids rushed in, gave the big gowns that they should wear today, and then retreated.

The king of Xin'an opened his arms and put on a crown for him. A moment later, he also wore the crown for the other party a little awkwardly. Looking at the empty silk dress on the Xuan Mian dress, and the five clothes hanging down from the crown, he sighed with some emotion: "With the speed of your promotion now, it may not take two or three years to wear a dress with a coat of arms." "Above the five grades, you can use crown clothes: five products wear Xuan Crown, five are unorganized; Four products are crowned, and there are three chapters of six and three chapters; Three-grade service, seven and five chapters; The second grade is shocking, and there are seven chapters in eight and seven. No matter what the occasion, these important ministers in scarlet and purple clothes are different, which is enough to attract the envy of everyone.

Wang Sheren didn't seem to think that this was his compliment, but raised his eyebrows: "Like you, how long will it take to wear a crown and wear nine chapters?" ”

"Oh, that's a big breath." The king of Xin'an couldn't help laughing, "Unless you make immortal achievements and become the prince of the country, or add the three dukes, the three divisions and the three divisions of the East Palace, otherwise, you can only wait until you resign from the old man, or even when you die, before you can barely get a posthumous title." "There is no precedent for the dynasty to be crowned with a different surname, and in the title, only the prince of the country can be crowned from the first grade, but it can be hereditary; In terms of incumbents, they are fictitious positions such as the three dukes and three divisions, as well as the real vacancies of the three divisions of the East Palace; In the civil and scattered officials, there are three divisions of the opening ceremony, which is equivalent to the prime minister; In the military officer, there are also hussar generals.

"The three dukes, the three divisions and the Kaifu Yi have some difficulties with the three divisions." Wang Sheren stroked his chin with great interest, "Perhaps, I can compete for the third division of the East Palace?" Prince Hengzhi is also about to be born, and in a few years, it will be time to ask the third master of the East Palace to teach. As the youngest head of the dynasty, it shouldn't be too much for me to teach the prince? ”

"There are countless talented people in the DPRK, and you may be too confident." King Xin'an glanced at him, pushed him to the secret passage, and closed the mechanism mercilessly. The two faced each other until the other person's figure was completely obscured by the mechanism, and Fang turned around and walked away slowly.

Now they are no longer suitable for human interaction, and perhaps they will be hidden behind people for the rest of their lives. Although both of them felt reluctant in their hearts, they also had to adapt to the situation. Moreover, if you think about it from another angle, it may be interesting to come and go so quietly.

After a short time, the royal palace of Xin'an County drove out of the carriage and honor guard, and the bright lights illuminated almost half of the lifang. At the same time, from the homes of hundreds of officials and nobles, there was also a queue of persistent lights. These starry lights are like streams flowing into the river, slowly gathering in the palace, as if the night of Shangyuan reappeared, reflecting the night sky of Chang'an City.

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At the end of the day, in the temple in a corner of Miyagi, the solemn ceremony of worshipping the heavens began. The saint wearing the big crown looked very solemn, but his eyes were full of joy and unprecedented confidence; Queen Du, who was beside him, was still graceful and elegant, and her demeanor was meticulous.

The ministers and the women of the inner and outer orders all stood up, knelt and bowed to the high singing of the ceremonial officials. From a distance, it looks like a piece of black pressure, and the movements are almost the same, and the momentum is particularly amazing. Perhaps because of the atmosphere, many people who were originally resolutely opposed to the royal conquest could not hide their excitement. When the saint finished reading the greeting, waved his sleeves and turned to draw his long sword, angrily denouncing the evil deeds of the traitors, they even vaguely saw the figure of the first emperor from this majesty.

At this moment, the civil and military officials finally agreed with the act of the imperial conquest, and the voice of shouting Long live Your Majesty was like thunder, which shook the mountains.

On the twenty-third day of the first month of the sixth year of the general chapter, the emperor and queen worshiped the ancestors of heaven and earth in the temple. One comforts the gods of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers, and calms the anger of the earth; the second is to crusade against the rebels who have gone against the grain and provoked the warning of heaven and earth; Three told the ancestors of the temple that they were about to go out to quell the rebellion. At that time, the royal driver personally marched and left Beijing to crusade against Shengzhou and rebel. Hundreds of civil and military officials and internal and external women sent each other for dozens of miles, and Fang Yi returned reluctantly.

Empress Du stood outside the farewell pavilion, looking at the distant army. Although she could not see the holy car in the middle clearly, she still stood in the cold wind until she could no longer see any sergeants. Princess Changning put on a big coat to block the wind for her, and carefully supported her: "A-Niang, it's time to go back to the palace." ”

Empress Du suddenly came back to her senses and smiled: "It's really time to go back to the palace." With that, she calmly turned around and returned to the Fengjia, and by the way, she called Concubine Zhou De to ride with her.

Since Her Royal Highness the Queen has returned to Luan, the women of all the internal and external orders will ride in order according to the rank and follow Luan. Many people inevitably talked about it quietly - they all said that Her Royal Highness the Queen was weak and sick, and it was even rumored that she was critically ill at one time, and she saw that she died at some point, why is she now pregnant with a dragon heir? Even after standing in the cold wind for a long time, his face did not change at all, and he couldn't see any sickness. On the other hand, Concubine Yuan Shufei was crumbling after standing quietly in the wind for a while, and she couldn't hold back to the carriage to rest.

Now the situation in this palace is also extremely strange: the first queen and the second concubine have dragon heirs, and each of them has a valuable status. Concubine Yuan Shuyue is a little older, and she seems to have the upper hand, but the sage Chrysostom has already said that the queen is the crown prince. Taking a step back, even if the queen gives birth to another princess, as long as Concubine Zhou De gives birth to a prince, Concubine Yuan Shu will probably not be able to use a few more princes. After all, who doesn't know the importance that the saint attaches to Her Royal Highness the Queen? As long as the queen wants to make Concubine Zhou De's son the crown prince, there is no way for Concubine Yuan Shu to be favored.

In Feng Jia, Feng Yu cautiously checked the pulse of the two highnesses who were now extremely valuable, and asked the medicine boy to bring them two bowls of freshly fried medicine to drink, and then retreated with peace of mind.

Concubine Zhou Defei ate a preserved fruit to calm the bitter medicinal taste, hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help asking: "Her Royal Highness the Queen, the child in the concubine's womb...... It's true? ”

Hearing this, Queen Du couldn't help laughing: "Of course it's true." At first, I only thought that by you, Yuan's heart would be shaken, and when she was sad and happy, and crying with joy, I would give her the last blow. Unexpectedly, you really have good news. This is indeed providence. "Pretending to be happy, maybe it's okay to deceive Concubine Yuan Shu at ordinary times, but you can't fake it in front of the saint and the clan.

Concubine Zhou Defei was stunned, and after being confused, Fang smiled: "Then she must be a good sister." ”

"Perhaps, a good brother." Queen Du gently held her Rouyi, and without saying a word, both of them seemed to be much more relieved. As long as people's hearts remain the same, perhaps nothing will change; As long as we trust each other, perhaps no matter how easily changeable people's hearts are, they can maintain their original intentions.

In another luxurious carriage, Concubine Yuan Shu was so angry that she smashed the jade cups and jade pots on the low case at the palace maid who was sitting next to her. She didn't seem to notice that Yuan Meiren, who was not far away, was also affected, and if she hadn't avoided it in time, her face would have been almost scratched by a broken jade piece. She quickly lowered her head, her stray sideburns concealing her expressionlessness, and her fists clenched tightly under her long sleeves once again.

"It must be fake!! I was already sick and dying before, how could I still be pregnant with a dragon fetus?! Even if she is pregnant with a dragon fetus, with such a weak body and bones, she can still complete the ritual of sacrificing to the sky against the cold wind, and then stand for more than an hour? Isn't she afraid that the dragon fetus she finally conceived will fall off in a blink of an eye?! It must be fake! In order to steal the limelight of my emperor, I don't hesitate to bully the slut!! ”

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it! She must have bribed Fengyu, which of the imperial doctors of Shang Pharmacy is not her person?! and Concubine Zhou De's slut, who is obviously not favored, how can she be pregnant? I haven't been happy for so many years before, why is it just at this time?! This is no coincidence! It must be fake, too! Fake!! It was all arranged by the slut herself! When the time comes, she will definitely send someone to confuse the blood of the saint and make up for this lie! ”

How ambitious I was before, how disappointed and uneasy I am now. It was as if when he climbed to the top, he fell down hard, and his muscles and bones were injured, and he could no longer maintain the illusion of calm and peace in the past. Concubine Yuan Shufei had waited too long for this day, seeing that success was imminent, but she suddenly failed, she couldn't accept such an ending.

The anger had not subsided, and Concubine Yuan Shufei was still waiting to continue cursing, when her expression suddenly changed, and she held her abdomen and wailed in pain. Her fetus was originally raised hard, and she experienced sacrifices, farewells, etc., and her mood was chaotic, which naturally affected the dragon heir in her womb. As if sensing something, she suddenly opened her eyes wide, hiding her fear, and clasped Yuan Meiren's arm almost fiercely, her long nails digging into her flesh.

"Help me!! What a girl, you must help me! Our aunt and nephew are one, when my son becomes the prince of the East Palace, and I enter the Middle Palace, I will naturally have your benefits!! ”

Yuan Meiren raised her face, her face full of worry and panic. She didn't seem to feel the pain in her arm, so she only responded: "Auntie, don't worry, it will be fine!" The imperial doctor will come over soon, and my aunt and the prince will definitely be safe!! ”

Hearing the word "prince", Concubine Yuan Shu's eyes were slightly happy, and she actually laughed: "Yes, only my son is the prince of the East Palace and a good omen for the saint." As for the others, they're just a fool. Good boy, as long as you help me this time, I will remember you for the rest of my life!! ”

“…… How can I help my aunt? Yuan Meiren hesitated and asked timidly, "There are no people around me who are useful...... It's hard to get close to the queen and the concubine ......"

Seeing that she understood the meaning of her words so intelligently, Concubine Yuan Shufei was even more happy: "Good boy, have you forgotten?" Although we can't do it for a while, there are always people around who can help our aunt and nephew. Good life planning, there will always be a day when you and I raise our eyebrows! ”

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