Cuiguo walked slowly on tiptoe with the food plate, she put the pearl rice porridge and red bean cake and osmanthus cake on the food plate on the table, the warm heat drifted into a pure white mist, slowly drifted through the curtain separating the layout, and floated into Duanyue's nose. She snorted www.biquge.info as if she was tentative, then rolled over and rubbed her sleeping hair, and sat up.

"What time is it?" Duanyue rubbed her eyes, wiped away the night's sleep, and jumped down as soon as she lifted the colorful quilt covering her body. She was barefoot, and before she could put on her clothes, she ran to the table and sat down. Seeing her look so bohemian, Cuiguo said, "Oops! Oh my miss! He hurriedly went into the back room and picked up the shoes that were kicked on the ground and the coat hanging on the hanger.

She half-knelt on the ground, patiently put on Duanyue's shoes, and then put clothes on her. "It's just past hour. It's very cold now, so don't freeze, Miss. ”

Duanyue didn't care about these, she put Cuiguo's words in her left ear and out of her right ear, and she didn't take it to heart at all, but she ate it wholeheartedly. But in the blink of an eye, half of that bowl of pearl rice porridge was gone. After a storm, Duanyue touched her round belly with satisfaction. Like a puppet, she let Cuiguo dress her one by one.

Cuiguo has been chanting in pieces. "How can Miss be so sloppy, if this spreads, I don't know how people will laugh at it!" She frowned, her mouth opening and closing. She didn't care about Duanyue's displeasure, and forced her to press her on the stool and tie her hair in a bun.

"It's hard to be a woman!" Duanyue didn't dare to move when she sat down, she pulled the fragments of pearl rice in the bowl with a bitter and hateful face, and muttered and complained. "If it's a man, why do you have to wear so many layers of skirts, why do you have to comb the hair of a person who hurts to death!" As he spoke, he rubbed his sideburns, which were torn painfully.

"Miss, don't daydream, wash up!" Duanyue's leisurely appearance made Cuiguo not in a hurry, she stomped her feet, and her anxious eyebrows trembled up and down.

Pheasant Wind didn't know when she paced to Duanyue, Cuiguo Yuguang skimmed a tall figure, and before she could react, Duanyue rushed up and hugged Pheasant Wind's arm, shouting at him with a smile on her face. "Brother? What are you doing here? She wiped the residue that still remained at the corner of her mouth, and smirked brightly at the wind. It has been three or four days since the two of them moved to Murong Mansion, and Duanyue stayed in the house every day, or was led around the garden by Cuiguo, and the wind disappeared for so many days as if it had disappeared. Being in this strange place can only bring a sense of security to someone who is familiar with it.

This is also the first time that Cuiguo has seen a wild wind. She first lowered her head and didn't dare to speak, for fear that she would be a fierce character. But after staring at her toes for a while, she couldn't feel what kind of person she was, and finally she was bold enough to raise her eyes cautiously. Cuiguo was stunned for a moment when she saw the wind, she had never seen such a handsome and dashing young man, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and there was no joy or sorrow in her deep eyes, perhaps because she grew up in the frontier since she was a child, and the wind also had an exotic demeanor, which really made Cuiguo look straight.

Her dumbfounded gaze suddenly made the sensitive wind notice, and before she could turn her head to see who had been looking at her, Cuiguo immediately bowed to the wind and saluted, and her unique sweet voice was the first to take over. "The slave has seen the young master of the wind." Her voice made people have to notice her.

Duanyue turned around, and she realized that she had ignored the emerald fruit, and immediately introduced herself to the wind in embarrassment. "This is a maid sent to me by my uncle, called Cuiguo."

The beautiful eyes of the wind were just like a gust of wind, sweeping over Cuiguo's face, without even a moment's pause. Cuiguo couldn't hide her loss, she bit her lower lip hard and didn't make a sound, the only thing she could do was to put her hands in front of her lower abdomen, her eyes slanted, and she quietly served as a background.

"It's a good outfit today," Yan Feng looked at Duanyue with a gentle gaze like water, he raised his hand, and stroked her hair with just the right amount of strength, and straightened the fine miscellaneous hairs on Duanyue's forehead. "Uncle Murong has arranged the carriage, and we will go out in a while."

His words were like a match that lit a firecracker, and it ignited Duanyue at once. The joy in her eyes was about to burst out, and she was about to jump for joy. If others had seen it, they wouldn't have thought that this child had been trapped for a long time. The wind poured a basin of cold water on Duanyue. "It's not about going out to play, it's about entering the palace to face the saint." In the calm tone, there seemed to be countless arrows that shot Duanyue's heart, and she suddenly withered.

Duanyue hung her head weakly like a broken branch, and her muttered voice all the time. "I thought I was going to the street! What is there to visit in the palace......"

"Let's go!" He is the one who knows Duanyue's character best, and instead of persuading her here, it is better to take it away directly and violently. So the wind bent down unexpectedly, and took Duanyue away with half a hug and half a carry.

Cuiguo involuntarily followed the footsteps of the wind, she thought that she was the personal maid of the young lady, how could she leave?! But Yan Feng turned his face sideways and said in a deep voice, "You don't have to go with you, just stay here." Since he had said so, how could Cuiguo dare to move, she was like a person who had done something wrong, her cheeks were red, and she felt that she was ashamed.

Murong Chui was still riding his big black horse, waiting majestically at the gate of Murong Mansion. As soon as he saw the wind carrying Duanyue out, he didn't have to think much to know that Duanyue was naughty again, so he couldn't help grinning heroically. "Hahahaha! Is Satsuki naughty again? ”

"I don't want to go to the palace when I say anything." The wind shook his head and sighed. The little guy with sharp hands and feet hurriedly lifted the curtain of the carriage, and without saying a word, Duanyue was savagely thrown in, and the violent collision sound made people can't help but be fascinated and dare not look blind.

Duanyue was carried on her brother's shoulders like this, and she didn't know how embarrassing she was to swagger through the market all the way. She was willing to give up, and sat up from the east to the west, and angrily lifted the curtain of the door, which frightened the coachman. "You!" Duanyue glared at the wind angrily, but there was only one word left in her mouth when she said a whole cruel sentence, because she saw Murong hanging on the side.

For Duanyue, there is no one in the world who is afraid of what she is afraid of. But she was trembling at Murong Trai, just like a student seeing a teacher. So she hurriedly suppressed her voice, but blinked innocently and didn't dare to speak anymore, and quickly lowered the curtain and shrank into the carriage.

The carriage gurgled along the way, and Duanyue suddenly remembered that it was also this rolling carriage when she entered Chang'an that day, and the voices of people outside the carriage were boiling, and suddenly she missed the spring of the year. I wonder if she thinks about herself at this moment?

The imperial city is that the fingernails are a little bigger, and the carriage can no longer move forward after a cup of tea, and the group gets off the horse or the carriage. The moment Duanyue lifted the curtain and looked up, she was stunned. She was a man who had seen the vastness of the desert, but now the palace in front of her was even more unsightly than the desert. The towering cornices, the golden tiles, and the three huge doorways, Duanyue swallowed and salivaed.

At the gate of the palace, a eunuch dressed in dark red stood in front of a line of guards. He saw Murong Trai from afar, so he smiled flatteringly and ran over all the way. "Minions, see General Murong!" Before he could gain a firm foothold, the eunuch knelt at Murong Chui's feet. "These two are General Shen's children!" His cunning gaze turned to the two of them, and he also saluted and greeted.

"Mr. Gao, don't be polite, don't let the emperor wait." After Murong finished talking, Yan Feng realized that the eunuch who was kneeling in front of him was actually in a high position. He glanced at Murong Chui with a solemn face, and secretly sighed in his heart that Uncle Murong's power was really impressive.

Manager Gao stood up with a "hh", he slowly led the way in front, and the three of them followed behind. This is also the first time to enter the palace, his nervousness is hidden in his heart without saying a word, he can only hold Duanyue's hand tightly, which can prevent Duanyue from running around in the palace and bumping into others, and it can also relieve the pressure in his heart.

When Uncle Murong told him that the emperor wanted to see his brother and sister, Yan Feng was also at a loss. He's just a teenager, and he's been out for many years, so he doesn't understand the undercurrents of the imperial city. After only five days in Chang'an, he realized that the battlefield of power here was even more terrifying than fighting foreign enemies on the frontier.

After bypassing a few gates, Murong Chui stopped. He stood under the gate called "Yuehua Gate" and waved at the two of them. "You go in with Mr. Gao, and I'll be waiting outside." Duanyue was very puzzled, she couldn't hide her thoughts, and hurriedly asked.

"Why didn't Uncle go in with us?"

Murong Trai didn't speak, and when he saw the expression on his face, he felt as if he didn't know how to answer. Manager Gao glanced at Murong Chui, bent down with a smile and said to Duanyue. "Your Majesty, his old man has heard about the two of you a long time ago, and he has been chattering about it since he knew that you had returned to Beijing, so he ordered General Murong to take the two of you into the palace to face the saint." He paused and swallowed the saliva in his throat, then continued. "The slave thinks, General Murong doesn't want to delay the emperor's conversation with the girl, so he won't go in, right?"

Duan Yue nodded half-understanding and half-confused, to be honest, she didn't understand anything, she still let the wind lead her, and followed Mr. Gao across the Yuehua Gate.

Walk straight through the Yuehua Gate and see a gorgeous and huge palace, if it weren't for the high manager saying that this is the emperor's bedroom, Duanyue would have thought it was the imperial court. She looked at the dormitory in amazement, she originally thought that the place where she lived was too big, but it was really a big deal to look at it like this.

Manager Gao walked in front, and a row of guards and palace maids outside the palace bowed to him, which showed that this person's status in the palace was not low. The two palace maids standing by the door saluted and hurriedly opened the door. Their technique is extremely ingenious, opening the door at a uniform speed, but controlling the door not to make a "squeak" sound, which is a great test of the strength of the hands.

The palace maid nodded slowly to the group of three and lowered herself. Duanyue was walking behind, and as soon as she stepped into the inner hall, the door closed suddenly, and her ears instantly quieted down, and she couldn't hear any chaotic sounds, as if she was isolated from the world when she entered this door.

Mr. Gao walked over to a large golden bed surrounded by a veil and whispered to the person lying on the bed. "Your Majesty, the Shen brothers and sisters have arrived." After that, there was a long-term sick moan from the bed, which reminded Duanyue of the time when he was still in Red Leaf Village, when he was poisoned by the wind and did not wake up for a long time, and he always made this meaningless murmur, which only made people's hearts tremble when they heard it.

The figure on the bed moved, and when Mr. Gao saw this, he hurriedly lifted the veil and helped the old emperor lying on the bed to sit up. Duanyue poked out half of her head from behind the wind and looked at the emperor. His age is really indiscernible, just from the face alone, he must be sixty or seventy years old. The eye sockets and cheekbones were deeply sunken, and the exposed skin was sickly pale, and it was no exaggeration to say that it looked like a corpse lying on the bed.

The wind was also shocked, he couldn't believe that this was the monarch of his own country. Surprised, he still pulled Duanyue and knelt down, saluting the old emperor. "Grass people Shen Yanfeng and Shen Duanyue, see the emperor."

"Grass people? It's not, it's not. The old emperor turned his neck with difficulty, looked at the two of them, and smiled reluctantly with his eyes crooked. You are Shen Changfeng's children, and he is my most proud general! ”

The old emperor's eyes shone brightly, and he said eloquently as if he was reminiscing about the past. "Your father was the most powerful general in that generation, and even Murong Chui was able to have his current status only after he raised it. But...... It's just that the royal family is sorry for him......" He thought of something, his eyes suddenly darkened, and his tone was slightly ethereal. Manager Gao was not surprised, and hurriedly called him a few times beside the old emperor, which made the old emperor come back to his senses.

He stretched out his withered finger and pointed at Mr. Gao, and then pointed at the two of them, and said. "General Shen Changfeng, who has guarded my Daliang frontier for many years, has lost General Shen today, mourns his loyalty, mourns his merits, and there is really nothing to reward. Knowing that he left an orphaned couple, he can only reward his descendants. I named his eldest son Shen Yanfeng as the Marquis of Ning, and his daughter Shen Duanyue as the lord of Shi'an and enjoyed the treatment of a princess. As he finished speaking, he waved his hand at the two kneeling on the ground and turned his head away. Manager Gao hurriedly put down the veil, helped the two of them up from the ground, and invited them out of the inner hall.

"Congratulations to the Hou Ye and the county lord." As soon as he walked out of the inner hall, Manager Gao hurriedly congratulated the two. He sighed again after flattering, which was unpredictable. "It's a pity for General Shen, the Hou Ye and the county lord have to take care!"

Duanyue frowned, she touched her chin and thought about it seriously. What is the county lord?