There was no word all night, and in the blink of an eye, it was dawn the next day.

Pan Saihua served Murong Yichuan and then lay down and stared for a while, waiting for the sun to shine through the window screen before she became lazy, for the Pan family, last night was enough to make her life unforgettable, and Jun Huan's concubine love still made her cheeks hot when she thought about it now. Last night was very important for the Pan family, as a harem concubine, only if the emperor was fortunate to have a good life, no matter what the status was, as long as the king was exposed to the rain and dew in this harem, no one dared to bully, Saihua thought that his good life might have begun. Pan Saihua is the eldest daughter of the Pan family, she was handsome since she was a child, so Pan Li and his wife Qin regarded her as the pearl of their palms, and raised her noble and arrogant, in order to choose the king's side for a time.

As soon as Pan got up, the maidservant Jin Zhi came close and said with a smile on his face; "Miss will be promoted soon, her status must be above Cao Jieyu, maybe she is a noble concubine, or even Zhaoyi, if Miss can give birth to a dragon son for the emperor once she is pregnant, concubine, concubine will wait for Miss." Saihua smiled proudly and said confidently; "I feel that the emperor likes me very much, and it is natural to be promoted, I have never taken Cao Jieyu in my eyes."

The palace maids finished serving Pan Saihua and washed up, and then went to Zhaoyang Palace to greet Queen Wanruo.

It was like almost sleepless all night, and I barely used some breakfast, and I heard that Pan Guiren was waiting in the Jiaotai Hall to ask Chunxiang and Cuicui to dress up for themselves.

Because the Pan family was fortunate to be greeted by the emperor and the queen, according to the ancestral system, they wore a big dress and met Pan Guiren in the Jiaotai Palace.

Pan Saihua followed the rules and made a big gift of kneeling and nine knocking, "The concubine asks the queen to say goodbye, and I wish the mother a long and happy future." "One night, the king's favorite Pan had an enviable halo on his face.

It was as if sitting on the phoenix throne condescendingly glanced at the gorgeously dressed Pan Guiren with heavy makeup, although she looked humble in front of herself, but there was still a trace of unnoticed pride between her eyebrows, she should be proud, last night her husband and her hibiscus tent, love lingering. As if trying to hide his loneliness, he just smiled faintly, "Pan Guiren, hurry up, you have been favored by the emperor last night, and I am very happy for you, I hope that my sister can serve the emperor with all her heart and soul in the future." "It's like I hate myself at the moment, because every word is against my will, but because of my identity, I have to show my dignity in front of Pan Saihua.

Pan Saihua hurriedly answered; "The queen mother can rest assured that the concubines will serve the emperor well in the future, all these years the mother has been serving the emperor around, and in the future, there will be a sister in the mother can also rest." How could he not hear the smugness and provocation between Pan's words, as if he secretly sneered in his heart and wanted to take my place just overnight, because the hatred seemed to be about to break the egg white glazed tea cup in his hand, and the eyebrows involuntarily condensed into a cold current.

It was as if he smiled calmly at Pan Saihua and said; "If my sister can share the worries for the queen, it will be a blessing for the queen and the emperor, the rules left by my ancestors are not allowed to ask about the government, I hope my sister can abide by the concubine's duty and ask the emperor to worry about the harem."

Pan Saihua hurriedly said; "Niangniang's words and concubines should keep it in mind, serving the emperor and sharing worries for the emperor is within the concubine's share, and the queen doesn't have to worry about it."

As if he didn't want to spend more time with Pan's lips, he took a sip of tea and said; "I have to go to the Queen Mother to ask for peace, so I won't leave my sister for tea, and Chunxiang will send Pan Guiren out."

"The concubine retired." Pan swaggered out of the Jiaotai Palace.

When Pan Shi walked away, he threw the tea cup in his hand on the ground, and the calmness on his face had long since disappeared.

Cuicui on the side muttered in a low voice that this Pan nobleman is really rampant when he is in power, but the little nobleman is like this, and he will become Zhaoyi in the future, and the concubine still doesn't know how, Xiuxiu pulled Cuicui's sleeve and signaled her to shut up.

It was as if after sorting out his thoughts, he went to the Anning Palace to greet the Empress Dowager Xiao.

Last night, Murong Yichuan was fortunate to be a nobleman Pan Guiren Empress Dowager Xiao already knew, although she seemed to hide her feelings, but after all, she couldn't scold the shrewd Empress Dowager Xiao, and the tea was put aside, and the Empress Dowager Xiao pulled Wanruo's sign and said seriously; "The mourning family knows that you are uncomfortable in your heart, but you have to take this as ordinary, you read more than the mourning family, and some things should be more clear than the mourning family. Since ancient times, the emperor is three palaces and six courtyards, seventy-two concubines, and the queen has only one, if you want to sit on the throne of the queen and get the emperor's trust and attention, then you should be generous, Yichuan only has two concubines, you can't stand it like this, how can it be good in the future, Emperor Dezong had a total of thirty-six concubines, and dozens of palace maids who were fortunate to have been uncanonized, and the Ruo Wai family is estimated to not live today like you. Just like the mourning family thinks you are smart at first sight, you don't want to be disappointed by the mourning family. ”

Empress Dowager Xiao's words did not give Wan Ruo much comfort, "Queen Mother, if you are disappointed, maybe your daughter-in-law is not suitable to be this queen." ”

Seeing that what she said just now was playing the piano to the cow, Empress Dowager Xiao's face suddenly sank, "Whoever is born is the life of the queen, the mourning family believes that you will mature, don't say that in the emperor's family, it is in an ordinary family, and it is natural for men to have three wives and four concubines." Yi Chuan is the emperor, if there is only one woman around him, how do the people of the world view him as an emperor, or he is too child-like, and the most taboo for a monarch is the child-daughter relationship, or the bewitching and seductive lord. There is only one prince under Yichuan's knees, Yunkai, how can this be done, and it should be done with more branches and leaves. The generation of the Holy Lord of Tang Taizong has both the virtuous Empress Eldest Sun and the virtuous Concubine Xu Hui by his side, as well as a stunner like Concubine Yang, so that it can be considered complete. ”

Murong Yichuan took lunch, took a nap for a while, took care of a few tricky business, and then went to Zhaoyang Palace.

The Sun Moon Xuan was unusually quiet, and Murong Yichuan walked quickly to the inner hall and asked where the palace maid and queen were when he saw that he was not in bed? The palace maid said that the queen mother was enjoying the cool under the north window, Murong Yichuan walked quickly and under the north window, as if she was lying on the bamboo bed with her eyes closed, Chunxiang and Cuicui were guarding on the side, and Murong Yichuan asked the two to go down.

Murong Yichuan picked up the fan and swept his eyes slightly, his eyebrows suddenly frowned, and a song "Sauvignon Blanc" was written on the fan, the ink has not yet dried, the red has thinned, the green has thinned, thank you for the spring breeze blowing on the ground, and the residual flowers are off the technique. , be spoiled, be disgraced, imagine when you can be happy, afraid of adding a new parting. Through this "Sauvignon Blanc" Murong Yichuan saw as if she was nostalgic for last night's events, as well as her disappointment and sadness, digging people's temperament will not take the initiative to explain to herself, she can only pour her heart into the tip of the pen and turn it into melancholy poems.

Murong Yichuan put down the fan and was silent for a long time before he slowly spoke, "If I knew that you weren't asleep, I couldn't help you last night, but I was also helpless, a few days ago I read the list of members of the Murong clan compiled by Murong Cheng, the General Political Secretary, and I was very touched. I am only happy with Pan because I want her to continue the heirship for me.

For Murong Yichuan's explanation, it seems to be doubtful.

Murong Yichuan still wanted to say something, and the eunuch Dequan came to report that the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of Household were waiting for the edict in the imperial dining room.

Murong Yichuan wants to renovate the dikes on both sides of the Yellow River, and how to implement it needs to be discussed with the officials of the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of Households.