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June in Jinling has come to an end, with heat waves, gusting valley winds, cicadas chirping, and lotus leaves and fields.

Hou Xuanyan is in the inner courtyard, he does not comb his hair and put his hair together, and sits in the lake pavilion with a cloak to avoid the scorching heat. All kinds of precious flowers, blooming splendidly.

I only heard that there were autumn soldiers on the battlefield, and few people started a war on dog days, and indeed every time the heat came, few people raised their troops and moved the people. At this time last year, the Manchu Qing Dynasty went all the way south, just to escape the summer and return to the dynasty, giving the Han people in Jiangnan a chance to breathe. The scorching sun in the sky is the biggest obstacle. There is no need for the enemy at all, and marching on this day will cause a lot of damage to the troops. Especially for the morale of the army, it is a big blow, if you force the soldiers to march in this kind of weather, it is like pushing them to the furnace, no one wants to fight for such a general.

Hou Xuanyan opened his eyes slightly, sat in the pavilion, and suddenly heard a burst of sweet and crisp laughter. When I looked up, Elixir and Gu Ling'er walked over with a smile holding hands. The two of them were wearing moon-white striped shirts, the elixir was burgundy bijia, and Gu Ling'er was pink. Because it is in the inner courtyard of the deep boudoir, I am not afraid of being looked at, it is all cool shirts, and the close-fitting small armor inside can be seen clearly.

One of the two little girls was holding a small basket in his hand, and when they saw Hou Xuanyan here, the elixir stuck out his tongue and stood still to say goodbye. Gu Ling'er waved her pink fist and threw herself directly into his arms.

"You two, what are you running around on such a hot day?"

Gu Ling'er grabbed a lychee from the fruit bowl next to her, held it in her hand and handed it to Hou Xuanyan. Seeing Hou Xuanyan stretching out his hand to peel her, he said in a milky voice: "We are going to pick flowers, Sister Saisai said that she would teach us how to mix rouge." ”

Hou Xuanyan looked at the elixir in front of him, the white gauze skirt was covered with a bright red chest armor, and the silk in the sun shadow was as thin as a cicada's wings, and it couldn't stop the delicate jade bone ice muscle inside. Hou Xuanyan held Gu Ling'er, who was holding lychee juice in one hand, looked at the elixir in front of him, squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully. A twelve-year-old girl is like a budding flower, subtle and mysterious.

The elixir didn't feel anything at first, but he slowly looked at it red-faced, and felt hairy in his heart, and some of the floating words that Bian Min in the backyard often said to her came to her heart. The fawn in the elixir's heart collided, and slowly his body became weak, and his snort became hot. But Hou Xuanyan's gaze wandered substantially on her immature delicate body, and the elixir finally couldn't help it, and he blushed and whispered: "Master..."

Hou Xuanyan pinched Gu Ling'er and asked, "Do you like the elixir sister?" ”

Gu Ling'er swallowed the flesh in her mouth before saying, "I like it." ”

"Yes, it's very childlike, follow me." Hou Xuanyan nodded with satisfaction.

The elixir was nervous, and when he heard this, he covered his mouth and laughed: "The master will laugh, how can the slave follow the master." ”

Hou Xuanyan stood up, stretched out his hand and said hello, a maid came over. Handing Gu Ling'er to the maid, Hou Xuanyan said, "Take Mrs. to pick flowers, and then send them to Bian Saisai." ”

The little maid agreed, picked up Gu Ling'er's small flower basket, and walked out of the pavilion with her.

The elixir's face slowly turned red, seeing this Hou Xuanyan approaching step by step, he wanted to retreat, but his legs were filled with lead, and he didn't dare to take a step.

"Go back and change your clothes, and I'll take you somewhere."

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The elixir followed Hou Xuanyan, got out of the carriage, and had already arrived outside the palace gate.

The guards slowly opened the palace door, and Hou Xuanyan pointed to the palace and said, "Do you know where this is?" ”

The watery eyes of the elixir stared closely at the plaque on the palace gate, with the three big characters "Xuanwu Gate" written on it.

"Here... Is it the Royal Palace? ”

Although the elixir has never been here, she has already flipped through the recitals countless times, and even knows this place better than many people on duty in the palace.

Hou Xuanyan held her hand, the fingers of the elixir were slender, but there was a hint of coolness in her hand. Even on dog days, these slender jade hands can convey a cold chill. Hou Xuanyan took her out of the carriage and walked in step by step with her: "There is a child here, you will live together in the future." You teach her to read, to read, to fold, just like I taught you, okay? ”

Hou Xuanyan felt the palm of the elixir tremble, his voice was slightly nervous and excited, and he asked in a low voice, "Master, are you talking about His Majesty the Emperor?" ”

She is not an ignorant girl raised in the depths of the boudoir, this girl is immersed in the excerpts played everywhere in the world every day, and she is clear about national affairs. Her own lord supported the posthumous son of the emperor, and she naturally knew about such a major event.

Hou Xuanyan smiled in her heart, this little girl is delicate and transparent, she asked herself like this, not to get her own return, but to tell herself that she clearly understands the status of her mission. brought her into the palace by himself, why do you need to ask, in order to understand who she wants to accompany. This little thing is showing loyalty to itself.

When he came to the Qianqing Palace, Hou Xuanyan had a special identity, and no one dared to stop him. Walking straight to the palace, all the palace maids came to greet them.

Elixir has a pair of big eyes, staring at the front motionlessly, looking around, although it can satisfy his curiosity, but it is bound to be despised by these palace maids. If you want to live here in the future, you can learn about everything slowly, but the status must be determined from the beginning.

Walking through the majestic and majestic palace, and coming to the Beiwu room of the Qianqing Palace, Zhou Yujie knelt on the ground with the palace maid to greet him.

Hou Xuanyan's face sank, and he reprimanded: "Didn't I tell you that you don't have to make this big gift?" ”

Zhou Yujie raised her head, her appearance was really handsome and charming. She sneered and said: "Grandpa Guo saved our lives, and when the servants saw you, they should kowtow, who is this sister?" ”

Hou Xuanyan couldn't cry or laugh, and he didn't want to waste time explaining to her, anyway, if he kowtowed to give them peace of mind, it didn't matter. These people inadvertently saw the shocking secret, and they were afraid to die every day, for fear that they would kill people and destroy their mouths.

Hou Xuanyan didn't answer, but asked, "What about Your Majesty?" ”

"It's going to be just waking up and feeding."

Hou Xuanyan nodded, walked inside with the elixir, and after a while, he saw the legendary Ninety-Five Venerable.

The yellow dragon robe, less than the size of a palm, was covered on His Majesty's belly, and it turned out to be a belly pocket. The nervousness in the elixir's heart went for the most part, and looking at the little emperor like a leaf on the dragon bed, a wonderful feeling was born in her heart.

......

In the second year of Longwu, the summer of June was in the summer.

Hou Xuanyan took the hand of the elixir and walked into the Qianqing Palace, the heart of the Ming Empire...

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