Jieyu Niangniang has a ruddy complexion today, dressed in a water-red palace dress, like a moth eyebrows, looking forward to the brilliance. The silk flowers between the sideburns were supported by the mirror, and Tu Dankou's fingers slowly stopped at the corners of his eyes. Looked sideways for a moment, dissatisfied with the maid behind him outlining his eyeliner in a decent manner. Only raised his wrist and did it himself, painting the pear-colored eyeliner mixed with gold powder in thick ink, slender and charming.

The maid who groomed the mother was already in a cold sweat. His legs and feet were weak, and he knelt down tremblingly.

Jieyu Zhang's eyes were only fixed on the half-human-high carved bronze mirror. The white wrist is covered with a mutton fat jade bracelet, which happens to complement the beauty in the mirror. As for the maids assigned by the inner court, the newly trained maids of this year's session are not looking at it. No punishment, no punishment.

The servant was very frightened, and she only felt that her heart was going up and down. The mother was so silent, very deep. It was like a knife hanging around her neck, and when it fell, she couldn't help but be frightened and kept guessing. Rather than torturing people like this, it is better to send her pleasure immediately.

The servant bowed her head deeply, her shoulders trembled slightly, and she didn't dare to intercede for herself without a word. Don't look at this Jieyu Niangniang, her position is not as good as the two Zhaoyi in the harem. But under the knees of this master, only one son's righteousness is enough for her to live in the harem where there are no heirs, and she will not be looked down upon by anyone. Not to mention, under Gongziyi, there is also the Yongle Emperor who is quite favored by the emperor.

can give birth to a dragon heir peacefully under the nose of the jealous Zhaoyi Niangniang Wei, how can he be a good person. The maid was thinking about the little emperor in her heart, so she listened to a series of chaotic footsteps under the porch, and in a blink of an eye she had arrived outside the hall.

Jieyu Niangniang sighed secretly, and the long tail note was still lingering in the hall, and she saw a fiery red figure, rushing in.

"Mother!" The eight-year-old Yongle Emperor Ji, in a hurry, carried a skirt and trotted over. Behind him, he was followed by a group of attendants who were turned on their backs, all of whom described wolves as bèi.

"Yongle." Jieyu Niangniang reprimanded, put down the fat powder box, turned around and glanced at it, and Yongle's flamboyant little face immediately collapsed.

"Mother." The villain grinded over, hugged Jieyu Niangniang's arm, and rubbed her head on her shoulder.

Yongle was born well, and his jade doll-like face was like a boy under the Guanyin seat. is so delicate and begging for mercy, her heart can be turned away by her. Where can Jieyu Niangniang still be able to put on a face.

"It's always such a frizzy temperament, are the rules all learned in vain?" This lady is still talking, and the little emperor is extremely impatient. There was a raw servant kneeling on the ground, which was really an eyesore. With a wave of his robe, he drove people out.

turned around and complained to Zhang's again, "Which one is suing Yongle again?" Father said that Yongle is very good like this, and yesterday he praised Yongle for his progress. "The smile is sweet and soft.

Only Zhang's knew that under the obedient appearance of this girl, she was anxious not to speak, and she was full of restless ghost ideas. Because she can speak with a sweet mouth and is clever, King Zhou Wen spoiled her, she got the sweetness, and she became more and more intimidated and disobeyed discipline.

"What do you want to ask your mother for this time?" If it weren't for something to ask for, could she go back to the palace so early? When did she go out to play, didn't she have to make someone, please invite again. She was fine, but when she came back, she stomped her feet and lost her temper, disgusted and urged her too quickly.

As soon as he heard that his mother had seen through his thoughts, Yongle laughed, not ashamed at all. "This time, I beg you for someone." After that, he hugged Jieyu Niangniang's arm in his arms, shaking left and right. That look, if she can't get her wish today, I'm afraid she will not forgive.

"Speak well, which one do you want? What is so good about that person that you are so begging? Twisted her arm and told someone to stand upright, Zhang only thought she was a child's heart and fooling around. Most of the eunuchs and maidservants in the palace are good at flattery. Someone must have patted her horse and made her complacent, and when she was happy, she wanted to ask someone to come over.

Seeing that the mother concubine didn't care, Yongle was anxious. I will tell the story I heard in the Imperial Garden, according to the script, and tell it again. Unconvinced that he was being treated as fun, Yongle puffed up his chest and was full of righteous words. "That person is this year's female official, the official position of my father's king. I heard that he is the most capable one in the same class. Now he is still in the Tingwei Yamen, doing the history of Master Gu. ”

After listening to the story retold by Yongle, Jieyu Niangniang didn't care anymore. Hearing the origin of that person again, a trace of surprise flashed in Zhang's eyes. Master Gu's history? He was actually on an errand under the hands of the prince of the Guogong Mansion?

Jieyu Niangniang secretly said that it was a pity. That woman is a person with ink in her stomach, and it is rare for Yongle to like it, and she has to be employed when she is placed next to Yongle. The only thing that is not good is that it is not clear about the involvement with the Guogong Mansion. At this moment, if she asks for someone for Yongle, in the eyes of people with a heart, she will inevitably be suspicious, this is her Zhang family showing favor to the Gu family. What's more, if you think deeper, it is Gongzi Yi who has served the prince. In this way, this matter must not be agreed!

Yongle came with hope, thinking that with her status as the emperor, she was just begging for a female official, and she was not ready to be caught. But now her mother refused to agree, she made a lot of trouble, Zhang's complexion turned cold, and she was angry at her for the first time.

Yongle, who has been held in the palm of his hand since he was a child, has he ever been taught such a lesson. Tears rolled down, and while wiping her tears, she didn't listen to persuasion, she cried loudly, shouting that she wanted to find her father to make decisions for her, turned around and rushed out of the door.

Jieyu Niangniang might as well be so willful and coquettish. His face was pale, and his fingertips trembled slightly with anger. Immediately sent someone away and chased him out to have a look.

Yongle didn't care about it, he only thought about being wronged and looking for his father to complain. Behind him was a string of maids from the Yilan Palace, and everyone begged bitterly, but no one had the courage to stop the little emperor's way.

Yongle cried, turned the corner, and crashed into a warm embrace that exuded a faint orchid fragrance. When I looked up, I saw that it was Gongzicheng, who was used to treating her very kindly and always smiling. As if venting his grievances, Yongle buried his head in hugging the person who came, crying even more.

"Which one made Yongle sad?" Childe Cheng looked gentle and leaned over to pick her up. After a casual glance, he called the attendants who chased her all the way, all of them were silent, and bowed respectfully and retreated.

Leaning on Gongzicheng's shoulder, Yongle sobbed and stopped crying. After all, he was young and didn't understand the affairs of the previous dynasty, so he was asked by the son to find out the reason.

The man's warm and handsome face showed a different color. After groaning for a long time, she leaned over to Yongle's ear, and in a few words, she coaxed her to nod reluctantly, put her arms around his neck, and pitifully reminded him that "Brother can't regret it."

Gongzi Cheng raised his hand and touched her head, comforted the person, and handed her over to the servant. Seeing Yongle being surrounded by people and heading towards the Yilan Palace, the man's eyes were far away, and he was dressed in a brocade robe, which was gentle and elegant.

You'an's invitation, now he is really interested. At the Mid-Autumn Festival night banquet, the royal court begged her, which was feasible.

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