The current Queen Mother, Concubine Hu Xian in the past, can participate in every draft, at that time, Yang felt that Concubine Hu Xian was very majestic, if she could be like Concubine Hu Xian

Now that he really has a place, he finds that things are not as simple as he thinks, but Yang still feels that it is indeed very majestic.

"I'm afraid I'm going to stay more this time, and I don't know when the next time will start," Rong Le said calmly.

Yang nodded, if it weren't for Helian Xuan's harem with few people, he wouldn't be selected once a year, but I'm afraid that next year, he may not continue to be drafted.

"That's fine, every year, it's not us who are tired," Yang said indifferently.

On the day of June, it was already hot and people's hearts were floating, but the Chu Xiu Palace was not quieter, but when it was hot, the show girls endured the summer heat and learned the rules with the grandmothers over and over again.

"Hey, why did you choose this time" Rong Le couldn't help but complain.

"Hehe" Yang pinched the handkerchief in one hand, covered his mouth and smiled.

"Sister, what are you laughing at," Rong Le looked at Yang suspiciously.

"Why doesn't my sister want to think about it, if it's a draft in winter, the show girls wear thick dundun, and they can still look good there," Yang said honestly.

Rong Le thought about it, isn't it, if it is hot today, the show girls are dressed, but they are very eye-catching, and any summer coat can reveal the young figure of the show girls.

"Hehe, what my sister said makes sense" After Rong Le figured it out, he was also very happy.

The draft is also fast, and after another month, the draft will be over, as Rong Le said, after the draft is over, Helian Xuan ordered that the draft will be selected every three years in the future, so as not to waste money and labor.

Recently, today, Cheng Ze has been to Xihe Palace from time to time to accompany Rong Le.

At first, Rong Le thought it was very good, Chengxian had already arrived at the side of the Empress Dowager, and there was only Mingyu in front of him, just when he was thinking about children, but gradually, Rong Le felt that something was wrong.

"Chengxian, do you have something to tell your mother?" Rong Le asked casually while embroidering a belt for Chengxian.

"Ah, it's nothing, I'm just worried that my mother will miss my son, besides, my son's homework has been completed well recently, and my father said that I can take a proper rest" Cheng Ze immediately said.

It's just that when Rong Le couldn't see it, Cheng Ze couldn't help but shrink his head, obviously looking weak-hearted.

"Mother, don't you miss your son" Cheng Ze sat next to Rong Le and coquettishly.

"Go, go, stay while, the mother has a needle, don't prick you" Rong Le hurriedly drove the person aside.

Cheng Ze sat on the side, as if he was scratching a cat.

"If you can't sit still, play with Mingyu" Rong Le looked at Cheng Ze's uneasy appearance, anyway, Cheng Ze didn't say, and Rong Le didn't ask.

"My son won't go, a group of little girls" Cheng Ze pouted.

Now Mingyu is not alone, and there are always a few little girls of the same age around him, so Cheng Ze is reluctant to play with the little girl.

"Mother, my son wants to go to the border city," Cheng Ze whispered.

"Hiss"

Rong Le's fingertips immediately began to bead of blood, and the needle in his hand was hurriedly put aside.

"Mother, what's wrong with you, I'm sorry, it's all my son's bad" Cheng Ze said guiltily, grabbing Rong Le's hand anxiously, and even the title changed unconsciously.

Xia Cao, who was outside the door, heard the movement and hurriedly came in, and after seeing the situation, she quickly took out the ointment and gave Rong Le medicine.

"What did you just say?" Rong Le looked at Cheng Ze.

Cheng Ze looked at Rong Le with a little weakness, "It's all my son's fault"

"It's not like that," Rong Le interrupted Cheng Ze.

Cheng Ze hesitated, but still said, "My son wants to go to the border city"

"You..." Rong Le couldn't speak, he didn't understand anything, Cheng Ze was afraid that he was just trying to say this to himself these days.

Turning his head, Rong Le didn't look at Cheng Ze, but tears fell.

"Mother, my son is wrong, don't be like this" Cheng Ze looked at Rong Le anxiously, but Rong Le didn't speak, so anxious that Cheng Ze couldn't wait to turn around.

"Mother!"

Cheng Ze couldn't, so he simply knelt in front of Rong Le, Rong Le didn't speak, and Cheng Ze didn't move.

Cheng Ze knelt for a while, Rong Le couldn't help but secretly glance at Cheng Ze, and saw Cheng Ze looking at him expectantly, and found that he was looking at him, his expression suddenly soared, but Rong Le didn't speak, and Cheng Ze didn't dare to speak.

"Get up, now that you are also older, and you are the eldest son of your father, how can you kneel for your mother like this" Rong Le said in a stiff tone.

"No matter how big he is, he is the son of the mother's concubine, and the son kneels to his mother, which is justified" Cheng Ze did not get up.

"Since you know this truth, how can you bear to say the words of the mother concubine," Rong Le couldn't help but say.

Cheng Ze looked at Rong Le in embarrassment, "Mother, my son wants to be like his father and make contributions on the battlefield" Cheng Ze said firmly, but as soon as he finished speaking, he saw Rong Le's sad appearance, and he was immediately cowardly.

"Mother concubine~" Cheng Ze shouted coquettishly.

"You get up first," Rong Le shook his head.

Cheng Ze saw that if he continued, Rong Le had to cry again, so he hurried up, fortunately, on the side of the border city, it would take a while to start.

"Did you tell your father?" Rong Le asked, but he already had the answer in his heart.

Cheng Ze looked at Rong Le with a weak heart and nodded.

"Father said that if you don't agree, your son will..." Cheng Ze didn't finish speaking, but the implication was to look at Rong Le's meaning.

Rong Le couldn't help but blame Helian Xuan in his heart, Helian Xuan clearly agreed, what else could he say, it was just to give himself a step down.

"Mother can't be your master," Rong Le said unhappily.

"Mother" Chengze looked at Rong Le pitifully.

"It's not early, you should go back early" Rong Le didn't even leave a meal, and Cheng Ze suddenly panicked.

"Mother, my son is hungry," Cheng Ze said anxiously.

"If you're hungry, just think for yourself, there will be less food for you in the palace" After Rong Le finished speaking, he got up and went into the inner room.

Cheng Ze stood helplessly and guiltily, and finally could only leave gloomily, but when he left, he explained to Xia Chun that he wanted to take care of Rong Le.

"Master, the eldest prince is already old" Xia Cao persuaded softly, she was at the door, and she didn't know what Rong Le was sad about.

"Yes, my son is older, and now he is playing tricks with this palace, and His Majesty, both father and son have discussed it, why bother pretending to be here in this palace" Rong Le said angrily.

"Master, the emperor and the eldest prince, it's not that I don't want you to know anything, if I really wait until I leave to tell you, wouldn't it make you even more sad?"

This is the reason, but Rongle is sad in his heart, and he is reluctant to go to the border city in Chengze, what if there is a good one. (To be continued.) )