The man sat with his back against the pineapple wooden chair, and the red-striped gold-faced music in his hand was piled up, and the approvals were scattered messily aside, covering the strong and powerful characters of the brush, and the undried ink exuded a strong smell, outlining the world with only a few strokes.

Under the imperial case, there was a man dressed in a dark color bodydress, and the cuffs were deliberately lined with silk and satin with a circle of golden lines. His eyebrows were like a sword, but he was born with a cold face, and his posture standing in place was like a black jade ancient sword that was straight into the top of the mountain, constricting the essence of the sun and the moon, and exuding an awe-inspiring meaning.

"She's back?" The young Son of Heaven played with a green jade wrench in his hand, and smiled extremely coldly.

The person under the desk did not salute, but nodded slightly.

"It's so heartless. I went to see her several times, but she refused to come out to see me. "Speaking slowly, it is actually different from the rebellious tone above the day hall," and as soon as he spoke, she resolutely left her own garden. ”

"Your Highness, please focus on the overall situation." The man finally raised his head, but his tone was cold to the bone, as if he were the whole person.

"Chengying is really harsh, obviously just relying on me not to kill you."

"The humble position is just a dead soldier next to His Highness," the man raised his eyes, and he looked arrogant, but he said extremely contradictory words of submission, "It is also for His Highness to speak disrespectfully." ”

"Zhilu Dao, Zhilu Dao, I am just joking with you."

It is rare that a young and vigorous king will take the initiative to curry favor and bring out a smile on his own. It's just that the dead man holding the sword didn't appreciate it, and said: "I don't have the intention to joke with Your Highness. ”

After eating this blow, the Son of Heaven finally smiled and looked at him quietly. Led by a man named Chengying, when he was the prince, he secretly summoned several dead soldiers to fight for him. Because they wear Xuan clothes all year round, these people are also known as Long Yi Heizi.

Chengying is a young man who has followed him since the beginning of his creation, although he is not smiling, but he is single-minded. Until the former stubborn boy has ruled the four seas and the world is subservient, he still can't change the title of His Highness. The vicissitudes of life, and it seems that everything is as before.

"Has there been any anomaly in her men lately?"

"It's ready to move, but it's been secretly suppressed by our people."

The Son of Heaven closed his eyes slightly, and at that moment, no one knew what he was thinking about when his face was as quiet as white jade. The Emperor finally spoke, but he almost muttered, "Chengying...... I am not reconciled. ”

The dead man still listened, his expression as calm as the snow of early winter, and the sword in his hand reflected his resolute silhouette and flowed silver-white light. He may not know how to comfort this master who has been with him for many years, but he can really feel his pain. All he could do over the years was to listen and do his best to carry more weight for the teenager.

The Son of Heaven finally raised his hand slowly, and at that moment he saw a flash of light and shadow, and the front of the hall was empty.

Yu Hao smiled faintly, and what came out of his eyes was a loneliness as deep as the sea.

Contrary to Qingluan's expectations, it didn't take much trouble to see Concubine Xian.

Although something like that happened before, Concubine Xian has always been kind-hearted, and it is not her style to categorically reject her. Therefore, although Concubine Xian was ill, she still went to the main hall to meet Qingluan with the support of Yishuang.

The two of them didn't know what to say for a while, and the atmosphere was quite awkward. Although Yishuang's face was gloomy, she still saluted without losing the rules, but her face looked a lot more different. Since that incident, she has indeed kept her distance from Qingluan - a few times when they happened to see each other in the Imperial Garden, she did not dodge, but just stood at a distance, watching herself.

Yishuang's eyes were very deep, but she didn't say a word. There was neither a question nor a rebuke. Your eyes are as cold as ice, as if you want to look through your soul to find an answer. Qingluan has no complaints about this. She knew that if this happened to her, Shui Qiao and Su E would definitely not give up, not to mention that she still had an inexplicable relationship with Concubine Chen and the queen at that time.

Now that Concubine Xian is willing to see her, it is extremely difficult.

I haven't seen her for many days, and the woman's face has turned a little paler, presumably it is the alternation of winter and spring, and it is warm and cold at first, and her body can't stand it for a while. Seeing that there was uneasiness on her face, Concubine Xian slowly smiled, although she was a little weak, but it made Qingluan feel warm.

"My sister agreed, and she is also in a lot of spirits, and she is indeed good-looking." It was Concubine Xian who broke the cold situation first and motioned for Qingluan to sit beside her.

She didn't shirk it, she sat on the couch in a proper manner, and chatted with Concubine Xian about some trivial things that were commonplace. Presumably because Concubine Xian was pregnant, the bed was extremely hot, and she was sweating for a while. She lifted her cuffs and was about to wipe the sweat beads from her forehead, but she saw that Concubine Xian had picked up a cloud embroidered square scarf from the small case of Qingyu and carefully wiped the sweat stains for her.

"They are all people who have become little masters, so they should behave elegantly."

Concubine Xian stuffed the handkerchief into Qingluan's hand, smiling and disgusting. Qingluan saw that she was so considerate, her eyes were a little red, she wanted to say something but didn't know how to speak, she just called her sister and didn't say anything.

Although Zhiludao's current identity is extremely mysterious, and too much contact with her may lead to trouble, she still doesn't want to lose the trust of Concubine Xian. She was disappointed that day, Qingluan was already miserable in her heart, if she could keep this friend, maybe it could also bring her a sense of comfort in the deep palace.

"My sister's body is cold, which is not good for the fetus, so the concubine will send some supplements to the fetus on a later date."

"Don't bother the little master," Yishuang stood up at the right time, and there was no room for maneuver in her tone, "Niangniang has the imperial pharmacy to worry about, and the daily tonic is still not finished, so there is no need for the little master to run around anymore." ”

Qingluan's body was stunned, and he immediately reacted, and could only nod with a wry smile.

"It's the concubine who is worried, my sister has the protection of the real dragon, where do you need the concubine's mortal things."

"Where is this, Bengong wanted to ask for some," Concubine Xian didn't answer Yishuang's words, but just looked at Qingluan with a pleasant face, "I'm afraid that my sister will be reluctant." ”

At that moment, Qingluan's dim eyes were reborn, and his face couldn't help but be happy. Concubine Xian originally believed in herself, she thought that even if Concubine Xian didn't study that matter, she would have a heart of mustard, but now that she thinks about it, she really lives the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

Seeing that her eyes were flickering and floating, Shui Qiao secretly pinched a sweat on the side. She didn't know what was wrong with Lu Dao Qingluan, since she entered Xining Palace, she seemed to have lost her past wit, and others could see at a glance that something was wrong with her.

Seeing the opportunity at this moment, she hurriedly stepped forward and said, "The little lord should go back and prepare early, the emperor will come tonight." ”