He unfolded the fold in the box, but it was a business in front of him, and Lian Zeyu chuckled, this Chai Qing is a little interesting, and he always has to take a ride on the secret music. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Last time, he also talked a lot of official business, either complaining or crying poor, and finally told him the whereabouts of Shang Xuesleeve.

He watched unhurriedly, and from time to time made instructions with a red pen until he turned to the end of the fold.

Seeing the last sentence, Lian Zeyu took a pen and dipped it in thick ink, and drew a heavy line on that sentence, repeating it three or four times, and the word finally merged with the ink on it, and he couldn't see what was written clearly.

Lian Zeyu sat there quietly until the ink on it dried, and then sealed the fold back into the secret box and locked it again.

In the dimly lit room, he frowned and reclined in his chair.

As the twilight grew, Lai Gonggong stood guard at the door, looking at the royal guards standing in the courtyard, and the guards who could be seen through the layers of doorways and patrolling endlessly, and he also tried to turn himself into a serious door god.

This is not a joke, when the emperor is meditating, he doesn't like others to disturb, although the father-in-law doesn't know what the emperor thinks in the dark room, but as long as someone comes, he always shakes his head solemnly, even if it's time to eat, the emperor doesn't call people in the house, who dares to go in?

A touch of glow outside the window finally gradually disappeared into the thick dark night, and Lian Zeyu looked at it silently, this thick blackness was just like the sentence he had just smeared.

Erased out that sentence, and the fold became a very ordinary letter, but he could clearly remember the words that were covered by thick ink.

"Xiao Qian married a wife on the way to exile, and his wife seemed to have a leg disease and a lot of wealth, and the two rented a house to live in, which was very harmonious."

Xiao Qian was exiled to the northwest, Lian Zeyu was not at ease, he didn't know why he was not at ease, so he used a secret fold to let Chai Qing over there send people to stare at him, he only said to himself, he was afraid that Xiao Qian would die accidentally, and he couldn't explain to his mother.

But not really.

He pondered carefully in the dark room without a trace of light, it was already past the time to eat, and he didn't feel hungry, how could Xiao Qian marry a wife? It is also very harmonious......

Lian Zeyu felt as if he had been stabbed in his heart, frowned involuntarily, and smiled bitterly again.

Sure enough, the man was lucky, and he was very angry to die the day before, but once he got alive, he turned around and married someone else.

Xiao Qian is like this, how can he be worthy of Shang Xue's sleeves......

In vain, Shang Xuesleeve was willing to exchange his life for his life......

To this day, thinking of Shang Xue's flat eyes at that time and not showing any emotion, and thinking of the last time she walked into the cold palace without looking back, he couldn't help but be sour, jealous, and angry, obviously...... He was the one who was deceived by their master and apprentice.

He didn't dare to get sick in the palace, and he was so uncomfortable that he wanted to die, but he could only use the medicine that the eunuchs used on weekdays to deal with indiscriminately.

When he arrived at the camp in Xishan, he fell seriously ill, did she know this?

Does she feel a little sorry and distressed for him?

But Lian Zeyu was a little remorseful.

He was so resolute, the palace was a snobbish place, and the concubines who were not favored were struggling, not to mention that the queen mother didn't like Ah Sleeve in the first place, even to the point of getting rid of it quickly! This winter, when he heard that it was extremely cold in Shangjing, he told him to treat the concubine as usual - could their gang of slaves do it?

Thinking of this, he fidgeted, and couldn't wait to know what happened to Shang Xuesleeve in the cold palace.

But after all, he also has things to fear.

He didn't dare to inquire about Shang Xue's current situation, he was afraid that if the queen mother found out his thoughts, he would be ruthless at all costs-he was outside now, and it was just an empty word to say that he could protect her.

Lian Zeyu thought about it, frowned, and then shouted: "Come on, light the lamp!" ”

The father-in-law finally waited for the emperor's golden mouth at the door, hurriedly went in and lit all the lamps and candles in the house, and saw that the emperor picked up the pen, so he automatically and consciously came to the front and sharpened the ink.

After Lian Zeyu finished writing the letter, he carefully sealed it again, and then said, "Pass the meal." ”

The emperor is finally going to dinner! Lai's father-in-law felt that he was about to faint from hunger! Hearing this, he hurriedly ran out of the door and said, "Pass the meal!" ”

Whenever the emperor finished meditating, his mood was generally not very good, and his father-in-law carefully placed the dishes and secretly looked at the emperor, but he felt that the emperor was in a good mood today, and the corners of his mouth turned up.

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Mama Song once again stood in the capital city.

She has been in and out of the capital several times, but every time she comes in, the feeling in her heart is different.

The first time she came here when she was a child, she was only shocked, only dazzled. The traffic is busy, the streets are busy, the nobles who travel are dressed in fragrant sideburns, and the nobles wearing satin are riding on the long street. The proud look on the butler who led her could still be remembered by this day, and then she was led into the Xiao Mansion.

Coming to Beijing again, decades have passed in the blink of an eye, she not only returned to Shangjing, but also returned to the palace to serve Concubine Xi, for her to take care of the prince who grew up, the current emperor, Mama Song also learned to hide from her young lady.

Don't look at the fact that she has never married in her life, but she can see that when the emperor was by that side, she had some lively heat, but ...... Who would have thought that it would be like that......

The emperor was annoyed with her, hated her for listening to Concubine Xi's words and went to report to the Queen Mother to save the sixth master.

But how could she watch the sixth master die?

Not to mention that it is the cousin of the Queen Mother, that is also the master of Concubine Xi!

As a result, she was sent back to her hometown - until now, she didn't know what was going on, and the two of them suddenly became like this.

Mama Song thought that this was the case, she was really dead this time, just in time for the May Festival, she had just soaked Jiang rice, soaked the white leaves and maran grass, her brother already had two grandchildren, and was pestering her, to see the colorful rope and cotton peach she had prepared in advance, and the person who looked like a guard stood at the door of her house again.

So she stood on the land of Shangjing again.

The emperor meant to let her be aggrieved for the time being, and go to the cold palace to take care of Shang Xuechong, or was she afraid that Concubine Huan would be killed unknowingly.

Mama Song smiled bitterly, she only had one mood at this time, that is, helplessness.

Your Majesty, I really don't understand the harem at all.

I heard the messenger who sent the letter say that after the emperor knew that the queen was pregnant, he went to the camp in Xishan to train the new Ding army, and there was very little time to return to the palace.

For such a long time, if there are really people who can't tolerate Concubine Huan, a place like the Cold Palace, and then make something bad, I'm afraid that Concubine Huan will go crazy if she doesn't die.

The worm does not grow old

Today's second update~ Hmm...... Feel free to guess the plot.