It's been a few days since I stayed in the palace, and the inner courtyard of the palace is still the same, and there hasn't been much change. The only thing that has changed is that the familiar faces of the past are gone.

When the new emperor ascended the throne, it stands to reason that the concubines in the harem will be replaced by the new emperor's woman, but there has never been a woman in the backyard of Chunyuan Lanmu. The concubines of the former emperor have moved to where they should stay, so the harem that was full of the past seems to be vacant after a night, and the pavilions and pavilions are exquisite, but a master has never moved in, and it seems a little deserted.

Especially the palace people in the Qingxin Palace, from the inside to the outside, it seems to have been refreshed, and their faces are no longer gone, and even Liufu and Gonggong Li don't know where they went.

Ask left and right, and all the palace people will only answer that they don't know. She didn't dare to ask Muya, because after all, she was already a dead person, so why bother to add to her troubles?

Mu Ya is now dedicated to the Buddha, and will go to the Buddha hall every day to chant and worship the Buddha, regardless of the world. That's good, that's good-

In a trance, she came to the Qingxin Palace, still the same as in her memory, but she didn't have the one who had a bright smile and called her a fan sister.

The ancient painting fan pursed his lips and walked towards the Qingxin Palace.

Although they are all unfamiliar faces, which one of them may be stupid to work in the Pure Heart Palace. The new emperor ascended the throne, and the harem was vacant, but he lingered with the newly built Chang'an Palace again and again, and a woman lived there.

"Girl Wan'an!"

As soon as he entered the Qingxin Palace, he heard the two little eunuchs guarding the door, and the ancient painting fan bowed slightly, and continued to walk inside.

Seeing the ancient painting fan walking away, a little eunuch with big eyes whispered to another little eunuch with a Chinese face: "I don't know who this girl is?" has no title, still lives in the palace, but is not a palace maid, but the emperor is still so special to her. ”

The little eunuch with a Chinese face knocked on his head and said softly: "No matter what you do, in short, when you see her, just ask for peace." What's the matter if you don't have a title, I can't bear that our emperor likes her, I can't tell when she will become the lord of a palace, and what can we talk about! ”

The big-eyed little eunuch scratched his head when he heard this, echoed in a low voice, and then said no more and continued to guard his door.

Along the way, the palace people on the road will politely greet her, and the ancient painting fans all bow their heads slightly, and still keep walking towards the imperial study.

At this hour, he should be dealing with government affairs in the imperial study. She had something to ask.

Just like the existence of Li Xiuwen in the past, there was a big eunuch standing outside the imperial study, who was the chief eunuch at the enthronement ceremony.

It was only a few days ago that I learned his name, his surname was Liu, and they all called him Grandpa Liu. Not surprisingly, he will also be the existence of Li Xiuwen in the past.

"Grandpa Liu." The ancient painting fan approached, and said softly with a slight blessing.

Gonggong Liu raised his head in surprise, looked at the ancient painting fan, then chuckled, turned his eyes to look at the closed door, and said softly: "It turned out to be a girl." In the past few days since the new emperor ascended the throne, every time in addition to dealing with the mountains of government affairs, the indispensable thing is to go to Chang'an Palace. But every time he just stayed for a while and left, he would not ignore the emperor's lingering gaze every time he left the palace gate. And this girl has never set foot in the Qingxin Palace, although the emperor will send people to invite every day, although she is rejected every time.

Who is she? He was curious, but he wasn't stupid enough to figure it out, and sometimes he had to be confused.

The ancient painting fan hooked his lips slightly, and said softly: "There is a report from Father-in-law Lao, the little woman asks to see her, the emperor."

"Girl, wait a minute, let's go and report." Grandpa Liu chuckled.

The ancient painting fan bowed slightly, waiting quietly.

Simple but solemn furnishings, delicate incense burners with a light fragrance, are bright yellow decorations.

In front of the mountain of tables, Chunyuan Lan Mu, who was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, was waving the brush in his hand, and the folds on the table kept changing. I saw that he was sometimes contemplative, sometimes frowned, and sometimes pursed his thin lips. The tea on the side had already cooled down, but he still picked it up and drank it all.

Quietly, time passed by the tip of his pen bit by bit, and his face became a little weak with the passage of time, the heavy government for several days weighed him down, the first time to the treasure, there are many things, he must go through them one by one.

Stopping the pen in his hand, Chunyuan Lanmu supported his forehead with his hand and slowly rubbed his temples to relieve fatigue. Just as he was about to open his mouth to call Grandpa Liu, he said that Grandpa Liu had already walked in quickly.

"You came in time, my forehead is so bad, you come to rub it for me!" Chunyuan Lan Mu closed his eyes slightly and said softly.

When Gonggong Liu heard this, he immediately chuckled and said, "I'm afraid I don't need a slave to relieve the emperor now!"

Chunyuan Lan Mu paused and said softly, "What's the explanation? ”

Gonggong Liu immediately stopped selling Guanzi, and chuckled: "That girl from Chang'an Palace came to ask to see the emperor." ”

Chunyuan Lan Mu put down his pen again, and immediately raised his eyes to look out of the door, his eyes sparkling for a moment.

"Why don't you come in?"

"Wow!" Gonggong Liu pursed his lips and chuckled, and then strode out.

Chunyuan Lan Mu's hand holding the pen trembled slightly, and a drop of ink dripped on the fold, but fortunately it was only a blank space. Chunyuan Lan Mu glanced at it, then put the pen back, stood up and looked at the screen that covered the door.

It was only a moment, but he seemed to have waited for a long time, and when he was really anxious and was about to walk up, he saw a figure looming on the other side of the screen.

When she crossed the screen, who was the woman in white, the only woman he was expecting?

"Please ...... to the emperor"

"No need!"

Chunyuan Lan Mu strode towards the ancient painting fan and helped her slightly bent body up. Being able to look at her face, those red tape are no longer important.

"I said you don't have to salute when there are no outsiders, have you forgotten so quickly? How did you think of coming to this Pure Heart Hall today? No matter how many times I've asked for you, I can't get you! Chunyuan Lan Mu seemed to have opened the conversation, and the thin lips that were slightly raised meant that he was in a very happy mood at the moment.

Looking at the joy in his eyes, Gu Huafan actually felt much better, looking at his somewhat tired face, and the mountains of twists and turns, he decisively reached out and pulled his sleeve to the side of the soft collapse.

"Come, sit down."

Chunyuan Lan Mu chuckled, sat down with the hem of his clothes, closed his eyes slightly, and the ancient painting fan stood beside him and gently massaged his temples.

Chunyuan Lan Mu enjoyed it, and the hands on his knees grabbed the hem of his clothes from time to time, and the corners of his lips rose slightly.

"Are you feeling better?"

After a moment, the ancient painting fan asked softly.

Chunyuan Lan opened his eyes suddenly, looked up at the ancient painting fan that was close at hand, and said softly: "Very good, very good-"

The corners of the ancient painting fan lips were slightly raised, and as soon as he withdrew his hand, he was held by Chunyuan Lan Mu with both hands. (To be continued.) )