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The emperor's chariot entered the palace gate, and the chariots of the ladies of the palace followed by him were also heading towards their own palaces, and who would check whether there was anyone in each chariot at this time.

An inconspicuous blue cloth carriage whirled around the side street, and in a short time it stopped at the mouth of an alley. Although most of the vendors in the alley have begun to close their stalls, the streets are still full of people, and the sounds of children laughing and scolding are mixed with the voices of women scolding and scolding.

Rotten vegetable leaves, stinky melons and fruits scattered everywhere, not to mention the livestock and poultry that can be seen everywhere on the street, chickens and dogs jumping.

The coachman was obviously a little dumbfounded, was the master mistaken, the distinguished guest he wanted to see lived in such a disgusting place? Not to mention the scene in front of him, even if he closes his eyes and smells it, the smell of feces mixed with stinky sweat in the alley is enough to make people intimidated, let alone drive the carriage in, even the horse in front of him is reluctant to get down!

Through the curtain, a woman's voice came from the car, "What, is it here?" ”

"No, not yet." The coachman swallowed his saliva, and smacked the horse's ass in front of him, and the horse was in pain, so he could only reluctantly walk deeper into the alley, and when he looked closely, the place where the hooves landed was a little cleaner on the street.

The carriage stopped in front of a small courtyard, the gate was open, and on the steps stood two smiling women.

The coachman lifted the curtain and revealed the figures of Shuang Ningqin and Zhaohua inside, both of whom frowned, and covered the champa in their hands on their mouths and noses in unison.

Ling Shuirong stepped forward to welcome the two into the courtyard, turned around and told Tian Cui to go to the kitchen to make the best tea. She kept smiling, greeting Frost Ningqin while sticking her gaze to Zhaohua, who had a strange face.

Shuang Ningqin entered the house, and Ling Shuirong turned around to help Zhaohua, but the latter ruthlessly threw off her sleeves, making her look embarrassed.

It seems that Zhaohua has a grudge against her mother in his heart, and he came here today, I'm afraid that Shuang Ningqin forced it. Her heart sank and sank, and a bitter thought welled up in her throat, and even so, what could she do? Could it be that she kept silent and fulfilled her wish? Doesn't that make her conscience even more uneasy, she can't accept that kind of unruly love.

She tightened her fingers, suppressed the thought of making out with her daughter, and followed them into the house.

Fortunately, Shuang Ningqin was alert, and Mama Naxi was also loyal, so she didn't set herself on fire, otherwise I'm afraid that even the first concubine would be in that dark prison now!

The candles flickered in the room, and several women had different expressions on their faces. An hour passed, and Shuang Ningqin and Zhaohua came out of the courtyard and got into the inconspicuous blue cloth carriage again.

The next morning, Bei'anhuang did not appear. Only Duoman stood on the hall with a calm face, and read out the contents of the bright yellow scroll in his hand.

"Fengtian carrier, the emperor said: The little daughter of the Pan family, Pan Yi, is a light country, talented and talented, and has won my heart, so she was named Concubine Yan, given to the Lotus Fragrance Palace, and rewarded with a thousand taels of gold, and admired this."

As soon as this edict came out, the pot immediately exploded under the hall.

"Who is this Pan Yiqian?" Some ministers were puzzled and turned their heads to ask the people around them.

"I heard that it's the only vein of the Pan family."

"Pan family, which Pan family?"

"I think you are old and confused, and which Pan family is there, it is the Pan family of the Pan family army that was the most powerful in the world back then."

"Huh? How is that Pan family? Didn't the Pan family be punished by the Emperor Taishang for the nine clans? ”

"What is the Nine Clans, the old prince Pan is still staying in the Mongcheng at the border pass!"

"Return to the old prince Pan, it's just a commoner who has been assigned a title, don't talk nonsense in the palace."

Everyone, you and I said word by word, and the chief eunuch was full of eyes and let them have different opinions.

Leaning slightly, he shook off the dust, coughed vigorously, and raised his voice again: "There is a book to play, and there is no book to retreat." ”

The ministers looked at each other again, and all set their eyes on the two adults who were the leader. I saw Lan Kuo and Liang Wen both frowning, unable to guess what they were thinking.

"Since the adults have no way to let the Sprinkle family take it to the emperor, then retreat from the court!" His eyes narrowed slightly, his attitude was indifferent, and he only paused slightly as he retreated to the inner hall, and quickly glanced at one of the people in the crowd, and then disappeared behind the golden coiling dragon pillar without looking back.

Bei Anhuang was eating fresh fruits that had just been transported back from the south with Pan Yiqian in the Lotus Fragrance Palace, and the two were chatting with each other, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

"Staying with this old man these days, I'm afraid you're bored little girl!" Bei Anhuang picked up a mangosteen and pinched it gently, and the white and tender flesh like a garlic clove was exposed.

Pan Yiqian was dressed in a light moon shadow gauze robe, which was decorated with dense red coral beads, and her black hair was still untied, only loosely draped on her delicate fragrant shoulders.

Her eyes were as silky, and as soon as her eyes rolled, she snatched the mangosteen flesh that Bei'anhuang had just peeled, "It's not very stuffy, at least it's much better than at home, don't worry about the loess wind covering your eyes, let alone wrapping the ugly hood scarf, and you can take a bath every day, and you can eat fruit every day." ”

As soon as the little tongue turned, he hooked all the petals of flesh in his palm into his mouth, with a satisfied look on his face.

"The emperor still has the leisure to worry about whether Qian'er is boring, I'm afraid that the court hall has become a mess today, and your ministers are estimated to use the notebook to flood the Xuande Hall tomorrow, right?"

The ruddy lips instigated the small fingertips like jade, and the charming look was simply mouthwatering.

Bei Anhuang looked at her cat-like appearance, his eyes sank, and he smiled: "Hehe, isn't this the result I want to see?" Your Pan family has been hidden for many years, and it's time to re-emerge. He snorted coldly again, narrowing his eyes a little mockingly.

"Lan, I'm afraid the Liang family is getting together again now to think about countermeasures!" Speaking of this, his tone was cold, and even the light in his eyes was as sharp as a knife.

Bei Anhuang got up, his bright yellow robe trembled, and he turned around and walked towards the inner hall, "Qian'er, you should also be ready, I'm afraid that tomorrow, the queen and Concubine Liang are afraid that they will come to you for trouble." ”

He kindly mentioned something, his face was complacent, and his gait became much brisker. In the past few days, he doesn't have to go to court, let alone review those annoying recitals, he, the emperor, can be lazy and relax for a while.

Pan Yiqian in front of the table smiled weirdly, holding the orchid in his right hand and holding his delicate jaw shallowly, Shu Shu exhaled. Leaning slightly, he got up softly again, came to the bamboo cage in front of the dresser, and hooked a cat that was napping in the cage into his arms.

The cat was dragged hard by life and spoiled the dream, and began to have some "purring" in its throat, but when the pair of sharp blue eyes saw the woman in front of it, it immediately lost its sound, it retracted its claws, and obediently lay in the woman's arms and let her comb its smooth hair. (To be continued.) )