"General, my subordinates have received a letter from Jingzhong." A group of men and horses galloped up the official road, raising bursts of sand and mist, and in the distance was the rolling green and green peaks.

"Bring it." The man on the tall black colt was wrapped in a black cloak.

"Your Majesty said that you will be summoned back to Beijing to resume your duties, and the news must have spread back to the northwest."

"Huh." After Wang Xifeng finished reading the envelope in his hand, he tore up the dust and returned to the dust, turning it into a stall of seed fertilizer, and there was a sneer ripple in his mouth; "It's a good calculation, the news came from the front foot as soon as the front foot left, if there is no ghost in the heart, how can it be like this." Laughing three points hideously, seven points violent.

The conviction in my heart has deepened a little. On the face of a bearded scum is a pair of red and red pupils, how dare he treat him like this in the matter of Chang'an back then, and hide him as a fool in the palm of his hand to make fun of him.

"How long is it until we get to Chang'an?" The rough voice is like a sharp sword out of the sheath, with a chilling blood.

"The longest is no more than eight days, and the shortest is five days." You need to know that they came all the way, and I don't know how many horses ran and died, so they shortened most of the distance.

Now all the palaces are staring at the wind and grass that happened in the Qingshui Palace, and every flower and fall is like a big move, not to mention the explosive news that Emperor Wuchang flicked his sleeves and left the Qingyuan Hall in anger, I don't know how many people stretched their necks and stole joy in their hearts.

Everyone is speculating that it must be Lin Guifei who has provoked the saint to dislike it, knowing that his opportunity has come, Calvary is looking forward to becoming the next favorite of the harem Lin Guifei, what happens in the harem can sometimes faintly affect the changes in the court.

There are also women in the family who enter the palace, and this time the people of the mother's family move around more frequently than in the past, all of which are to take the opportunity to please the saint, so as to give birth to a dragon and a half phoenix, or to promote the mother's family to seek an official and a half-job.

As everyone knows, the harem woman is also difficult to speak, the saint did not refer to the forest before the suspicion, ten days and a half months did not come to the harem, if you come but after eating and leaving busily, the situation of staying overnight is very rare. Later, Lin Qiqi died unexpectedly, and there were only more than ten female dependents in the palace, I thought that their opportunity had come, who would have wanted to kill a favored harem Lin Guifei halfway, whose holy grace lasted for three years, and even before he gave birth to a dragon son, how could he not hate.

At this time, Emperor Wuchang did not set up the eldest son of the East Palace as the prince, and I don't know how many snowflake-like excerpts were played, and he asked for his life, but he didn't know that the saint was now in the prime of life, and from the position of sitting on the ninety-five honor, he inevitably had suspicions.

"Niangniang, maybe Concubine Lin has fallen out of favor now, but it's really a good opportunity for us, Niangniang has to grasp the heart of the saint and blow the wind on the pillow to set the position of the East Palace as soon as possible." Mama Lan, who grew up with human milk from a child, and then entered the palace to serve, looked at the queen mother who was still teasing Her Royal Highness, and couldn't help but say a thing or two bitterly.

If Niangniang doesn't make a move, lest the other little goblins seduce Emperor Wuchang's heart, how should their little highness deal with themselves at that time, and now that his little highness is almost two years old, the one above has no movement at all, it is really difficult to figure out the heart of the king, the more Mama Lan thinks about it, the more anxious she is that she doesn't know what to do.

"What does that mean." What the harem people can think of, Queen Cui can naturally think of, but there is a vague answer in her heart telling her that the one in the Qingshui Hall will not fall out of favor so easily.

If it is swarming up now, all that is waiting is disgust, and I don't see the new three concubines and many beauties who have not yet served and pampered and can't even afford to enter the entrance of the palace, but how can I have a plan for the piece of meat that has not fallen from my body.

Otherwise, how can it be cheaper A slut who doesn't know where to fight has been involved in the position that his son is destined to sit in, don't forget that their Cui family's century-old family is not vegetarian, thinking of this, Queen Cui's eyes flashed a gloomy gaze.

"Naturally, I took advantage of the opportunity to firmly grasp the heart of the saint, and I can rest assured that I will be able to establish the position of the prince as soon as possible, as for the other little sluts in the harem who want to clean up, it is only a matter of time sooner or later, and the most tricky one is the one in the Qingshui Palace." Mama Lan saw that the mother was not in a hurry, but she was so anxious that she was like the ants on the hot pot, but no matter how she said it, the mother didn't want to take that step.

Even the soup sent by Fengzao Palace today was sent in the name of Niangniang, and His Majesty didn't accept it.

"Mama, do you know that Concubine Xian has never sent soup into the Qingyuan Palace." Empress Cui sighed faintly, as if with mocking irony, patted Pang Zi's fat little finger, and stuffed it into a double-sided rattle painted by a cowhide beauty with a bell.

Mama Lan didn't understand why the queen would come here to ask, presumably there must be a reason, so she came back to her senses and said in a cold voice; "The soup was sent in, but the person was stopped outside, not to mention that the old slave was talkative, after so long, the saint just accepted the soup sent by the mother, and he must be looking forward to the mother's past."

"Mama's words are ambiguous, what Your Majesty is looking forward to is not the main palace but the clear water hall, otherwise how could he not have stepped into the harem for several days. According to Mama, if it is Mingzhu, the girl will be a little sure that she will go this time. Queen Cui teased her son who was playing with a rattle on the small bed, looking gentle and tender.

"What does Niangniang mean ........" Mama Lan has been serving Queen Cui since she was a child, and naturally she can understand what she means by what she did not say, she just muttered in her heart, and hurriedly called the palace maid of Bai Danna to ask someone to bring Miss Mingzhu into the palace.

Before Empress Cui left the cabinet, she heard a lot of things about the three sons of Chang'an. Originally, I thought that Emperor Wuchang, who was still in Zuo Xiangfu, grew up with the current Mrs. Zhu since he was a child, and his childhood sweetheart was entangled in it, so he would arrange for the Bai family girl who was somewhat similar to his sister to enter the palace.

The harem women are surging in the dark waves, and they are full of energy in the imperial garden, and they meet by chance in the Qingyuan Palace, or they continue to send soup to the Qingyuan Palace and the imperial study.

"Your Majesty, the queen sent Miss Mingzhu to bring you soup, and she has been waiting outside for a long time to summon someone in." The playboy knew that His Majesty had been in a bad mood in recent days, and everyone was careful not to touch the moldy head, and even changed into soft shoes when he went in and out now, so as not to make a noise and provoke the wrath of the saint.

Bai Qingxing put down the vermilion wolf pen irritably, and the gloomy aura gathered between his eyebrows and eyes gradually took shape, and he asked again unwillingly; "There's someone over there who sent news."

The dude naturally knew that he was referring to that person, and immediately broke out in a cold sweat; "Not yet." I only knew that after saying these two words, even my feet were half soft, and my head was so low that I wanted to shrink into my neck and learn the turtle posture.

It was a May day, so cold that people suddenly gave rise to a cold breath from the soles of their feet, such as the ice cellar of the Falling Moon and the cold winter glacier.

Bai Qingxing heard the expected answer, not only did the fire not go out, but it had the momentum of burning more and more, the green branches and flowers wrapped in peony enamel tea cup in his hand were broken due to the sound, and the light yellow tea slid down, and the dirt wet the square inch of land.

"Holy forgiveness, maybe Concubine Lin Guifei came and didn't come in, yesterday His Royal Highness also came to ask the old slave that His Majesty has been in Qingshui Hall for a long time, His Royal Highness and Niangniang are thinking about you, and even put dead clothes and chopsticks in the daily meal, just waiting for His Majesty to come to eat." Since the grandfather of the flower came out of the palace two years ago to retire, the position of the head of the inner hall has been taken down by him, if there is no vision to see and give birth to a pair of seven tricks exquisite heart, how can he sit in such a high position.

What's more, he just followed the words of the saint and then said it from his mouth, and he was also muttering in his heart, why didn't he see Lin Guifei come over after so long, and he didn't even bother to do the soup on the surface, which was really strange.

"That's a nice thing to say." The cold thin lips snorted lightly, as if he had heard some ridiculous and generous fantasy.

According to that person's temperament, he wished that he would never enter the moon cave door again, but how could he really do what she wanted, thinking, the corners of his lips rose slightly, outlining a slightly sinister smile, the more she wanted to hide, he couldn't do what she wanted.

Even if he dies, he has to die behind him, and he is accompanied by her when he dies, and he is the same as when he dies, and he is the same as when he dies, and he will not be entangled with the surname Wang until he dies.

"Since she is the queen's cousin, she has peace and security when she invites someone in." The inverted mouth that sneered in his heart became more and more hideous, and let the beast drill out along the tattered hole/opening, he wanted to see what Empress Cui and Empress Dowager Sun had to do, and the expression on his face was a little slower, as in the past.

Even the playboy couldn't figure out what the emperor's heart meant at the moment, but as long as the playboy thought of Miss Cui, who looked a little like Lord Lin outside the Qingyuan Palace, he couldn't help but feel a little weak-hearted, and even the cold air under his feet gradually swallowed him up.

"Miss Cui, the Holy One invites you in." The danpa's skin and flesh were stiff, and he smiled respectfully and bent over to invite someone in, but he didn't know that the Cui family's appearance in front of him was still five points of that person, and he didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing, anyway, it was man-made.

Cui Mingzhu had many people told her before entering Beijing that her appearance resembled that year, and Lord Lin who relied on cholera in the court and harem.

At first, I just thought that those people were jealous of her beauty, but who hated that she would want to look a little like the notorious Lin Qiqi, even if it was a shame to praise her beauty. But she had never been glad that she looked like the one who died at the beginning, but she heard her cousin say that the one in the Qingshui Hall was now favored because of her resemblance to the Lin Qi Qi