Tomorrow is 515, the anniversary of the www.biquge.info of Biqu Pavilion, the day with the most benefits. In addition to the gift bag and school bag, this time the 515 red envelope must be turned over, how can the red envelope not be robbed, set the alarm clock high~

Five watches, the morning star has not yet risen, the corridor has heard the sound of Huan Pei Lingling, then, the door of the Changji Hall opened, the skirt was squirming, and a column of maids holding gold plates entered the room.

The palace maids unfolded the crown clothes composed of the Xuanyi and the clothes, and a pair of gold silk embroidery jumped up the clothes, lifelike, wearing ribbons, covering the knees, twelve chapters, and yellow red ribbons, all of which showed the power and dignity of the emperor.

In the bedroom, Yuan Lingjun teased the baby for a while, until the palm came to urge, and then let the nurse hold it.

The maid came over to help her put on her court clothes, even if she didn't have to do it, she was still tired and panting, "It's too tight, loosen it." ”

The maid quickly loosened the leather belt a few points, and Yuan Lingjun breathed a sigh of relief, and the sweat dripping from his forehead soaked his face.

Under the curtain, the constant waiter Huo Min held the book in his hand and kept reading: "...... Chang Shan has a total of eighty-five princes and ministers with official ranks, and all of them have entered Beijing to stand by. His Majesty Xià Longen, the general of the Zhenguo Dynasty, Fan Jinjin, the Duke of Anguo, Caiyi Hunzhou, gave Xuanping Lane Mansion, and his wife Ma Shi gave six suits. ”

Huo Min looked up and saw that she was no different, so he continued to read: "Give your concubine Hui Zhai Yuandi, Huang Chishou Sicai, Huang Chi Xuan ......"

Finally replaced. Yuan Lingjun exhaled for a long time, the court clothes were tired and complicated, and after the change, she couldn't help but sweat, and the wig also pressed her neck sore.

"What kind of hairstyle do you want to comb?" The maid presents a canvas full of buns.

"That's it." Yuan Lingjun pointed to one at random.

The maid took the canvas away. A maid with two horns trembling knelt up.

“…… In addition, Wu An was summoned to wait for his return to Beijing to stand by. After saying the last word, Huo Min closed the book and stood there waiting for Yuan Lingjun's reply.

"Wu Anhou is fine. Call him back to do what? Yuan Lingjun glanced at him through the mirror and continued to fiddle with the jewelry hairpins in the makeup.

It turned out that the palace man who combed Yuan Lingjun's hair was originally serving by Fan Jiang's side, and she was dexterous and skillful, especially good at complex and cumbersome hair buns, so Fan Jiang assigned her to serve in the Changji Palace. It's a pity that the palace maid and the guard were bumped into by Fan Jiang in the main hall, and ordered the two to be killed with a cane on the spot, and the palace maid who combed her hair was transferred from Qixia Hall in time.

This new palace maid may be dressing up for the emperor for the first time. Afraid of the power of heaven, clumsy, and not getting it done for a long time. There was a faint look of impatience on Ling Jun's face. If the time is missed, I am afraid that Zhen Chuanting will have to nag for a long time, and then thinking of the arrogant and arrogant Fan family in the court, Yuan Lingjun suddenly became angry. As a result, a few strands of hair were involved in the movement of the head. The pain made her grin, "Are you going to die?" ”

"Majesty xià forgiveness...... Spare the little maid, spare the little maid, spare the little maid...... "Before the words were finished, the whole person trembled first.

Yuan Lingjun pressed his scalp and silently suppressed the anger in his heart. Looking through the bronze mirror, the maid fell to the ground trembling slightly, crying in a low voice. Red tassels were tied around the sides of the bun, and three thousand long raven-colored hair were tied. The body under the black piping green smoke skirt trembled like chaff.

Yuan Lingjun held the woman's chin with cold fingers, and a pair of dark eyes fell into his eyes. From her panicked eyes, Yuan Lingjun could clearly see her own face, a pale and sickly, depressed face, an ugly and pathetic face.

The fingers slowly slid downward, and suddenly grabbed the maid's neck, the force increased little by little, and the maid's beautiful eyes gradually showed a look of horror, her face was red and swollen, her breathing gradually became difficult, and her hands kept pulling her fingers.

What is she doing? Why did you choke the maid's neck?

Yuan Lingjun threw away his hand suddenly, stood up suddenly, and hurried out of the Changji Hall, while the maid who had regained her breath fell to the ground, panting heavily.

Huo Min trotted all the way to follow, while urging the inner servant, "Your Majesty is going to the court, quickly escort Feng Yu here." ”

Yuan Lingjun stood outside the main hall for a moment, and when he saw a person coming, he hurriedly greeted him.

Under the pillars of the promenade, her husband stood with his hands in his hands, and the greenery reflected in his dusty robe.

"陛xià." Qu Yi arched his sleeves and gave a salute, walked up to her, and carefully straightened the crooked placket, "Be sensible, first dress properly." ”

Yuan Lingjun shook his hand, gently rubbed the calluses, and looked up at him.

"I still remember the bronze hibiscus mirror that my father gave you, I found it back and put it in the council hall."

"Childe?" Yuan Ling didn't understand his intention to mention the Hibiscus Mirror.

Qu Yi smoothed the broken hair on her sideburns and smiled, "Don't clash with her." Go to the court, I'll wait for you to come back. ”

Yuan Lingjun said "um", and got on Fengyu surrounded by the palace people.

The birds crossed the bell tower and the arches, and the sky showed a few traces of clarity.

The road to the Spiegel was long, and at the end there was a pair of piercing eyes staring at her all the time, and those eyes were her eternal nightmare.

The lights of the previous dynasty were bright, and the hundred officials took off their socks outside the hall, unloaded their swords, and entered the court to wait for the arrival of the empress.

"I heard that the emperor is sick again, what kind of emergency do you have?" Before entering the Spiegel Palace, Yuan Lingjun suddenly remembered the illness of his monarch and calmly asked about Jiuwan.

Jiuwan replied: "It is a cold disease, it is said that he contracted the wind cold in the spring, and he is not seriously ill." ”

Yuan Lingjun pondered for a moment, and said calmly: "They still treat me as a hairy child to coax, these puppets are really bastards." ”

She gripped the hilt of her sword, tightened it tighter, and when the anger on her face vanished without a trace, she strode into the hall.

Fan Jiang had already sat down behind the silk barrier, and when he saw that Yuan Lingjun was late, his face was very displeased, and he said lightly, "Your Majesty is late for the morning, remember to come early next time." ”

Without waiting for Yuan Lingjun to explain, he announced the official start of the court meeting, and made a gesture to the regular servant Huo Min, who unfolded the edict and read it.

It is nothing more than the reservation of the right of regent of the noble concubines, the promotion of the level of the ritual system, the sealing of the Fan family, and finally the urgent summoning of the Marquis of Wu'an to return to Beijing. Yuan Lingjun, who was sitting on a high place, listened to the drowsiness again and again, nodded his chin incessantly, tried to keep his eyes open, and finally couldn't bear the sleepiness and fell asleep.

"This matter still needs to be considered in the long run, and I ask you to carefully consider countermeasures to relieve the predicament in the south."

The courtiers promised and exited the main hall in turn.

The attendant rolled up the silk barrier, guided out the woman with a phoenix crown and a high bun, Fan Jiang twisted the Buddha beads in her hand, and the lotus step moved lightly towards the young empress who was sleeping soundly, and the steps on her hair swayed lightly with her movements.

"Your Majesty, it's time to wake up." A scroll of slips slammed down in front of the case.

Yuan Lingjun slowly raised his head, rubbed his blurred eyes, and looked at the empty hall very blankly, smiling inexplicably.

"I've heard that the women of the harem spend the rest of their lives serving the gods and Buddhas because of loneliness, and the same is true for the mother?" She stared at Fan Jiang's Buddha bead road.

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