Chapter 212: Subtle Feelings

84_84251 Sensing Su Qianling's strength, Mo Yichen paused, realizing that the assassin's sword had not stabbed him, and hurriedly let go of his hand.

Turning around and seeing the dead body of the assassin behind him and Duanmu Gao Yang carrying a blood-dripping long sword in his hand, Mo Yichen instantly understood something, and his face, which was originally a little nervous, had a little more deep meaning.

The emperor secretly let out a long breath, and the moment he looked at Duanmu Gao Yang, his eyes flickered slightly, and then a smile appeared on his face and turned to the thirteenth prince on the side: "Old Thirteen, I heard recently that you are very close to Gao Yang, what do you think of this child?" ”

The thirteenth prince stood beside the emperor, and only then did he let go of the hand holding him after listening to his question, turned his face to look at Duanmu Gaoyang, and turned to the emperor with a light smile on his face: "These days of contact, the younger brother feels that this child is hard-working, smart and motivated, and has a unique sense of acuity, which is a material that can be made." ”

Everyone listened to the words of the Thirteen Princes, and couldn't help but secretly move in their hearts, it was not easy to get the Thirteen Princes' Golden Mouth, and now Duanmu Gaoyang has been so highly praised by the Thirteen Princes, could it be that the rumors about Duanmu Gaoyang before were all unwarranted?

The emperor nodded, his face was very gentle, and turned to the thirteenth prince and seemed to agree with his words: "Then the thirteenth brother thinks, how should I reward him?" ”

Hearing the word "reward", Duanmu Gaoyang was overjoyed, and the hand holding the sword added a little strength, but his face still looked humble, as if it was not him.

The thirteenth prince was stunned, he didn't expect the emperor to ask himself such a question, a deep meaning flashed between his eyes, and then he looked at the emperor, with a natural expression on his face: "Brother Brother looks at it with his own eyes, Duanmu Gaoyang is a talent, but whether it is as the brother of the courtier sees, you have to consider it to confirm, young man, you need to hone more, what does the royal brother think?" ”

Listening to the words of the Thirteen Princes, Su Qianling couldn't help but look up at him, and secretly had a little more thoughts in his heart, the Thirteen Princes' words were very meaningful, first of all, he affirmed Duanmu Gaoyang, but he didn't praise him on the surface, appreciation is one thing, what should it actually be, or the emperor has the final say, Yiqiē seems to be thinking about the emperor, but he invisibly took himself out, so exquisite, no wonder the Thirteen Princes are called legends!

The emperor paused slightly, then nodded in agreement, thought for a moment, turned to look at Duanmu Gaoyang, and there was a bit of majesty in his eyes: "The city guard commander Duanmu Gaoyang has meritorious service, and he is specially mentioned as the commander of the three grades of grinding iron!" ”

Everyone couldn't help but tremble when they heard this, the commander of the third grade grinding iron was the guard guarding the emperor's side, and the commander of the city guard of the fifth grade directly jumped to the third grade, which has never happened before!

"Emperor Xie!"

Duanmu Gaoyang was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly stepped forward to kneel down to thank him, lowering his head to cover the smile on his lips, and the smugness in his eyes also covered up.

Su Qianling didn't know the grade of the palace guards very well, but now looking at everyone's expressions, he guessed the magnitude of this promotion, and lowered his eyes to look at Duanmu Gaoyang who was kneeling on the ground, his eyes darkened a little, and then he was slightly relieved.

Yes, Duanmu Gaoyang has always been a capable person, and he is also good at using means when he is capable, although this assassination does not seem to have anything to do with Duanmu Gaoyang, but he finally suppressed him, and now when he sees him turn over, his heart is inevitably panicked, thinking, Su Qianling can't help but clench his hands.

The expression in his eyes flowed, Su Qianling inadvertently looked towards Mo Yichen, seeing that his face was calm, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised, just now it was obviously Mo Yichen who was escorting, but now it seems that Duanmu Gaoyang has robbed the credit, but he doesn't have the slightest discoloration, it is like this, it makes people feel a little incredible.

The outside of the palace gate has been almost cleaned up, the honor guard reorganized the pace, with the sound of a horn, the palace gate slowly opened, and the majesty of the palace came into view, which made people involuntarily feel a little more solemn.

It is still in the formation on the road, but there are seven more princesses around the emperor, and Su Qianling is following behind Mo Yichen, walking with the six princes, the team is mighty and majestic.

Looking at the back of the Thirteenth Prince from afar, Su Qianling's eyes flashed with a deep meaning, Duanmu Gaoyang climbed the high branch of the Thirteenth Prince, and now if he wants him to fall, he has to start from the Thirteenth Prince!

While thinking, Su Qianling followed the pace of the crowd and entered the palace, and the moment the palace door closed behind her, Su Qianling felt a dullness for no reason, she didn't like this feeling, but she couldn't escape, and her brows couldn't help frowning for a while.

Everyone walked to the front hall, the first thing that caught their eyes was the neat team of hundreds of officials, above the high hall, the queen mother was dressed in auspicious auspicious omen and phoenix satin, and the original solemn face of the gold crown on her head brought out a little excitement and expectation, looking forward to the entrance of the front hall, and the rosary in her hand did not know how many times she turned.

Next to the Queen Mother, the queen wore a noble bright yellow majestic phoenix robe, and her eyes, which were originally not angry and self-assured, were painted with brilliance, and it added a bit of majesty and a standing look, but now the expression between her eyes was indifferent, compared to the Queen Mother's excited expression, it was a little more calm.

Entering the door of the front hall, the ceremonial official shouted, and then the horn sounded, and everyone looked stunned, and then they became a little more solemn, and knelt down to salute according to the order of the ceremonial official.

The emperor passed by everyone, looked at the expressions on the faces of the civil and military officials, nodded with satisfaction, and the original solemn face brought out a somewhat gentle smile, and a clear voice sounded in the sky above the hall, with a deterrent power that penetrated people's hearts: "Zhong Aiqing is flat." ”

"Emperor Xie!"

The voices of the crowd sounded in the main hall, and the sound was shocking, which made people feel a little excited.

The moment General Su raised his head and saw Su Qianling not far from the emperor, his heart couldn't help but tremble, he didn't know why she was following the emperor, looking at the people around the emperor who seemed to have some traces of fighting, his heart sank a little more for a while.

Like General Su with a look of surprise and the queen, the moment she lowered her eyes and saw the emperor pulling the seventh princess up, her heart sank, the seventh princess was already favored by the emperor, and she invisibly put pressure on her daughter the fourth princess, and now on such a day the princess should be waiting in the harem to be received, why did she run to the emperor's side now?

Everyone thought about it in their hearts, but the expression on their faces did not show it at all, their eyes were all focused on the emperor, and they were happy and excited in their eyes, and they couldn't see the slightest difference.

Along the long stairs of the main hall, the emperor walked up step by step, stepping on the familiar road, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little more steady, a year's expedition is not short, and he has experienced many life and death hardships, and now he can return to this familiar place, which can be regarded as a kind of creation.

The cumbersome etiquette was a little boring for Su Qianling, but even if it was boring, she listened attentively, and her tense nerves did not dare to relax at all.

I don't know how long it took, when I felt that the sun was a little sunburning, I finally heard the emperor's sentence "move to Changqing Palace", and this qiē came to an end.

Walking in with everyone, Mo Yichen walked sideways at Su Qianling, seeing that she was tired, her brows furrowed slightly, and she deliberately took a step slower, waiting for her to catch up.

"Wait for the banquet, you and Xiao Qi will go to her Changle Palace to rest for a while."

When Su Qianling approached, Mo Yichen lowered his voice and whispered in Su Qianling's ear, as he spoke, his eyes fell on his face, and a touch of distress involuntarily overflowed between his eyes, which he didn't even realize himself.

The sudden sound above her head made Su Qianling tremble, raised her head and saw that it was Mo Yichen, her face was stunned, and then she reacted quickly and nodded slightly.

Seeing her nodding, the corners of Mo Yichen's lips couldn't help but hook, and there was a look on his face that he couldn't explain, the feeling of holding her in his arms at the gate of the palace just now was still very clear, that soft touch made him feel an urge not to let go, the fresh fragrance surrounded the tip of his nose, and he only felt that the feelings that had been pent up in his heart were instantly released, what kind of ecstasy soup did this girl pour into herself!

Following behind Mo Yichen, Su Qianling seemed to be able to feel that her face began to burn again, and she was saved by him again and again, it seemed to have become a habit, from the initial resistance to the current habit, such a change Su Qianling was a little surprised when she thought about it, she knew very well that she was falling into it little by little, but she couldn't do anything, she had fallen into the gentle trap, but this time, stepping in, it seemed that her feet could touch the bottom, this kind of steadfastness was real.

The two didn't communicate again along the way, all the way to the Changqing Palace, everyone entered one after another according to their grades, and when they arrived here, they were all venues for male guests.

Su Qianling and the Seventh Princess were originally mixed in unintentionally, but now they followed the palace maid to the harem, the inner courtyard, and the sumptuous celebration banquet prepared by the queen.

The Queen Mother didn't speak in the front hall, but it wasn't that she didn't see the Seventh Princess and Su Qianling, no, as soon as she arrived in the harem, she sent the two to interrogate.

In the face of the Queen Mother's strictness, the Seventh Princess was not nervous this time, it was just that her father had already explained how to deal with the Queen Mother's words on the road, and now it was a happy day, so naturally she couldn't let the Queen Mother know about the thrill outside an hour ago.

Free response, the Queen Mother did not hear the slightest flaw, looking at the Seventh Princess and Su Qianling's slightly wrinkled clothes, with a little helplessness on her face, she had always known that the Seventh Princess was unstable, and now Su Qianling was afraid that she had to go with her because of the identity of this child.

"Okay, you guys toss around for a while, hurry up and change your clothes!" The Queen Mother said, stretching out her hand to poke the forehead of the Seventh Princess, and there was a little more lesson in her voice: "Ling'er has always been a calm child, if you force others to go crazy with you, the mourning family will not be able to spare you!" ”

The seventh princess was stunned, hurriedly agreed, turned to look at Su Qianling, and secretly stuck out her tongue at her, with a bit of grimace on her face.

Su Qianling couldn't help but smile, there was still a calm and indifferent look on her face, seeing that the Queen Mother loved the Seventh Princess so much, she suddenly thought of the old lady in her mind, and her heart was a little sour for a while.

"The time for the feast is coming, you don't have time to go back, it just so happens that I have two clothes here that are suitable for you, you should hurry up and change them!" The Queen Mother said and waved her hand to the grandmother behind her.

Soon, the clothes on her face were delivered, Su Qianling took the set handed to her, her face trembled, and for some reason her heart suddenly pinched, she knew very well that this dress was the first time she had seen it, but she didn't know why there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity, her hands touched the clothes, and she couldn't help but want to cry! .