Chapter 176: Early Spring Yan Shuangfei

Out of the first month, the situation in the south became more and more severe, and the eight hundred miles were sent to the Xuande Hall one after another like snowflakes, and Zhao Yuan did not return to the harem for several days. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 The atmosphere of the info harem is also as gloomy and depressing as the previous dynasty.

In the middle of the night, Yun Yang had already fallen asleep, and suddenly heard the sound of palace people in the outer hall getting up in a hurry, Yun Yang hurriedly got up and put on a rabbit fur brown half arm embroidered with blue satin embroidered Bogu pattern and got out of bed. Before she reached the door of the night, she saw Zhao Yuan appear in front of her with a cold air of falling frost in the middle of the night.

Yun Yang hurriedly bent his knees and saluted, but was supported by Zhao Yuan: "Concubine Ai doesn't have to be polite." ā€

helped Zhao Yuan take off his dragon robe and change into a snow-gray plain Jiang silk bedclothes, and Yunyang ordered Yixiangzhai to prepare a supper for the emperor: bird's nest ham smoked duck shredded hot pot, three fresh balls stewed yam, scallion oil and black cucumber, chicken soup simmered grass Bazhen, as well as a small bamboo roll steamed bun, a fried cake with bean paste and jujube paste, and a dried and tender bamboo shoot vegetarian bun.

Yunyang used a golden bowl with a blessing and auspicious pattern to serve a cloud slice japonica rice soup for Zhao Yuan, held it in his hand and tested the temperature before serving it to Zhao Yuan. Although the time had passed, and every line on Zhao Yuan's face was deeply tired, he still squeezed out a smile and took the golden bowl.

Yunyang looked at Zhao Yuan drinking hot soup, and said with some distress: "Your Majesty, why bother to be tired like this?" Are there some things that can't be handed over to the ministers of the court? ā€

Zhao Yuan picked up a dried silk shoot vegetarian bun and took a bite and said: "Fighters don't wait for people, many opportunities are fleeting, if you are in the hands of others, it is better to make your own decisions." ā€

Listening to Zhao Yuan's words, Yunyang's expression became more and more solemn, and he stopped talking.

Zhao Yuan looked at her, lowered his head and said while eating the hot pot, "Tomorrow I will go on an expedition." Because of the need to paralyze the enemy, this expedition is very urgent, and the 300,000 troops outside Luoyang City will be sent to Guze City tomorrow. ā€

"So soon, the Inner Government Bureau didn't even come to inform the harem. Could it be ......" Yunyang was shocked, but he didn't dare to say it.

"Yes, I did this to prevent the DPRK from being planted by the enemy, so that the news could be spread." Zhao Yuan's tone was still unwavering.

Yun Yang's heart sank, he could make Zhao Yuan so jealous, this meticulous official must not be low, and he must be a stake who can influence the situation.

Although there were a hundred worries in his heart and he was reluctant to give up, Yunyang tried his best not to show it and pretended to be calm.

It's just her trick, how can she fool Zhao Yuan? Zhao Yuan put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand and said in a deep voice: "This time, King Rui will go with me." I left Cheng Xin in Luoyang, although he had some minor problems, he was absolutely loyal to me. ā€

"With him sitting in Luoyang and commanding 100,000 forbidden troops to protect Hanyang Palace, presumably that meticulous work must be weighed when he wants to set off a storm."

Yun Yang took the moon-white three-way yarn handkerchief embroidered with silver hollyhock and lightly stroked his cheeks, and said slowly: "I wait for my female dependents in the palace if the wind can't blow or rain, so the emperor naturally doesn't have to worry." ā€

"It's just that you have to be 10,000 careful, and it's not a joke to go to the battlefield with real knives and real guns."

Zhao Yuan didn't speak, just smiled slightly, picked up the Yanbo Zhishuang tea in his hand, took a sip, and then said lightly: "You, it's all nonsense." I grew up in the barracks, and I have experienced hundreds of battles, so I have to pay attention to what to pay attention to, and what to be careful about, and my heart is naturally like a mirror. ā€

Yun Yang thought about it after hearing it, too, he had never been on the battlefield, but Zhao Yuan had already experienced a hundred battles, so what was the use of his advice?

When Yun Yang lost his mind slightly, he felt that his hand had been surrounded by a ball of heat, and when he looked up, he saw that Zhao Yuan's big hand had been tightly gripping his hand.

His slender eyes were rare to open round, clear as a mirror, and he looked at Yunyang seriously and said, "If you really want me to be distracted on the battlefield, you will be fine, and you must not miss the slightest." ā€

Yun Yang was reluctant in his heart, and Zhao Yuan suddenly said such affectionate words, he suddenly couldn't hold it, although he endured it, he still burst into tears.

Zhao Yuan noticed her tearful eyes, and a smile flashed across the corners of her mouth. He stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears for Yunyang: "How strong your temperament is, how can you be so soft, although you look the same, they are two different people." ā€

As soon as these words came out, he knew that he was speechless, and when he looked at Yunyang again, he had already pursed his small mouth, and there was dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Zhao Yuan got up and walked to her side, hugged her into his arms and said, "How can people rest assured that you have a temperament like you stay in the harem?" I have made an order yesterday, saying that I want you to make the "Hanyang Palace Changchun Book", in order to let you concentrate on painting, other concubines are not allowed to come to the Qiao Palace without permission. You can also go to the general palace banquet, and the daily use of the Qiao Palace is specially arranged by the Inner Government Bureau. ā€

Yunyang listened silently, thinking that he would have to take time to arrange these things when he was busy preparing for the expedition to southern Xinjiang, and his heart became more and more lingering and compassionate, and he buried his head deep in his chest.

Yun Yang secretly made up his mind: "You must find the treasures hidden by the Song family in Yingshui Lanxiang, even if you can only help Zhao Yuan a little bit, you must do your best." ā€

When the sky was just white, Zhao Yuan got up and went out of the evening, and Yunyang asked the palace people to step back and personally groom and tidy up for him.

When combing his hair, Yunyang looked at Zhao Yuan in the Baoguang mirror, he had no beard, he was born with long sideburns, and today he combed the general's bun, and his face looked heroic and abnormal.

Thinking that he was about to go on an expedition, even though he had thousands of words in his heart, it was difficult to speak, and he fell in his heart like a heavy jade lock, Yunyang couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke his sideburns a few times.

After combing his hair, Yun Yang served Zhao Yuan to put on a bright yellow embroidered gold dragon dragon cloud pattern fur deer skin inner robe, and tied up the rhinoceros skin waist guard, and at this time, the palace people presented the nine lions roaring Mingguang Mountain Wen Jin armor.

Due to the heavy gold armor, although Yunyang insisted on helping Zhao Yuan put on the armor, Zhao Yuan still stopped her. He put on his own golden armor, looked back at Yunyang deeply, took out a small dagger from his waist, raised his hand to cut a strand of hair from his sideburns, put it in her hand, and then turned around and strode away.

The Four Seasons Peace Nanmu Shaze Palace lamp sprinkled a dim warm color, and this candlelight set off Zhao Yuan's hair a little red, like a piece of potted rouge that could not be dissolved floating in Yunyang's palm, as if it was about to penetrate into her skin.

Yunyang thought that Zhao Yuan usually acted like a city, sometimes with deep resistance, and sometimes as straightforward as a child, which made people worry about their stomachs and turn around a thousand times.

After Zhao Yuan set out on the expedition, Yunyang read and painted in the Qiao Hall every day as he wished, occasionally fiddled with needlework, played chess with the palace people, and gave orders, and his life was dull and peaceful.