However, this delusion did not last long. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Because of the effort of walking from the courtyard to the hall, Wu Shun's tears were still rolling in his eyes, flowing down his cheeks from time to time. But all Wu Zetian's tears have completely disappeared, and his eyes don't even have the slightest hint of redness. Because I didn't apply rouge gouache, I naturally didn't have a flower on my face. It's like never having a tear just now.

For his sister, Wu Shun naturally didn't pay so much attention. Helan Minyue is not to mention, just a child. But Helan Minzhi has always focused on Wu Zetian since he entered the main hall. Even this was very impolite, and it was taboo in the Tang Dynasty. But he still couldn't take his eyes off it. Not only because of her beauty, but also because he was so curious that he, who had always been relatively calm, had some difficulty controlling his inner emotions.

When I arrived in the palace, there was no dragon chair commonly used by the emperor or anything, after all, this was Wu Zetian's palace, although Li Zhichang lived here, but he couldn't violate the rules. The décor and furnishings are not shabby at all, and can even be said to be extremely luxurious.

Helan Minzhi has been to the martial arts family, and has also been to Yang Xijiu's home, and now the highest contact is Yang Sixun's home. But it is definitely not so luxurious, the inner and outer halls, the outer hall has more than a dozen large pillars, dark red and dots of gold. I don't know if it was the wood that I had already carried, or if I brushed it up later. But the whole thing is unusually gorgeous when you look at it.

The setting sun shines right in, and the whole hall looks resplendent with gold. It gives a sense of grandeur.

But as soon as you enter the inner sanctum, it is not so gorgeous, and it becomes very homely. There is an incense burner on top of the small table, burning incense. The last vase is filled with several blooming peach blossoms. But the room was full of incense and asked, but there was no fragrance of peach blossoms.

The tatami mats in the inner hall are made of yellow bamboo boards, and I don't know what material is used, but maybe there is a little charcoal fire underneath. Kneel and feel the warmth coming from the ground.

Wu Zetian's huge pregnant belly was no longer able to sit on the ground, she pulled Wu Shun to the bed, and the maid who was waiting with her leaned on the soft cushion in the most comfortable position, and sat on the bed half-lying and half-lying. A small kang table. Wu Shun sat next to her.

The two sisters began to gossip about homely things, nothing more than a series of topics such as how the family has been doing recently, whether their mother is healthy, and how comfortable their life is.

Toshiyuki and Toshitsuki can't interject. But Wu Shun's next sentence made Helan Minzhi interested.

"I heard that my sister gave birth to a prince for the Holy One. I don't know where the prince is now? ”

Now it has been five years since Yonghui, Wu Zetian was pregnant in Ganye Temple, and Yonghui gave birth to Li Hong in the second year, so today it is more than three years old.

"That nephew of yours is very naughty, and I'm afraid he still plays in the temple I don't know. A group of maidservants followed. There's nothing wrong with it. Wu Zetian was very relieved, after all, there was no queen in this ninety percent palace. She hadn't been here in a long time.

"My mother also mentioned in her correspondence that you are a wonderful child. Yue'er is still young, I look at my son is so old, I have to be fifteen years old this year, right? Wu Zetian said and looked at Helan Minzhi.

Looking at his nephew, Wu Zetian couldn't help but think of everything about him mentioned in Mrs. Yang's letters. Since entering the palace in these years, I haven't been able to meet at all. But lately these days have been better, but letters have been exchanged very frequently.

Mrs. Yang is already old, and this kind of letter cannot be written by others. Writing or something, after all, it's old and the pen is unstable. Naturally, there is less to write. But nearly half of the space is actually written about his nephew.

When they first met, he was fascinated by his looks. Although Wu Zetian was slightly disappointed, he didn't seem to be as calm as Mrs. Yang said. But after all, she is also a woman, who can be angry because she can attract others?

There is still a hint of joy in my heart, after all, how to look young, it is inevitable that I am already thirty years old this year, and women are easy to pass away, and they will become more and more old at the age of thirty.

"Where, my son is only eleven years old this year." As he spoke, Wu Shun glanced at Helan Minzhi happily: "Although this kid looks a little weak. But it's been a few years since I've been practicing boxing with the family in the house, and it seems that this word is a little higher than my peers. Yue'er is not young, she is nine years old this year, and she will be a big girl in a few years. You can marry someone. ”

Wu Shun's face was full of happiness and a sense of loss. These children are not visible in front of their eyes. When I mentioned it suddenly, it turned out to be so big.

lowered his head slightly, and complained silently in his heart. This girl in the family is only nine years old this year, and she is in a hurry to marry someone's family, no wonder it is a feudal society!

"Quick, stand up and let my aunt see, my son is only eleven years old."

Follow Wu Zetian's words. Helan Minzhi stood up and showed it to Wu Zetian. It seems that she still seems to be very important and happy about her nephew.

"What's the secret? Although Hong'er is only three years old, she doesn't look as tall as other people's three-year-old children. I'm a little worried! ”

"Are you just blindly worried, can the height of this phoenix dragon grandson be lower?" Without waiting for Helan Minzhi to speak, Wu Shun took it. My sister hasn't seen her for so many years, and although she is very peaceful, the breath of a superior person that occasionally comes from her body also gives her a sense of oppression. She was a little worried that her son wouldn't be able to answer.

Sure enough, there was no one present who was not wise. Naturally, he understood Wu Shun's thoughts, and Wu Zetian stopped asking after him, but just glanced at He Lanmin with a smile. I watched him sit there softly without saying a word, but with a little bit of essence in his eyes, he seemed to be observing the furnishings in the room.

I didn't care about him anymore, just talked to Wu Shun. But secretly a little happy, it seems that what the mother said is not wrong, if this son has no problems in the past few years, it should be possible to see this character in the future.

After all, he is still a lonely person now, a woman, especially a woman in the palace. It's useless to just have pampering, if you want to get everything you have, you must have the support of your relatives. It's like the home of Queen Wang, the Taiyuan royal family. It is not difficult to destroy the queen and queen, and for Wu Zetian, it is extremely simple. However, the Taiyuan royal family is like a towering tree, which is moistened by the queen and shields her from all the wind and rain.

And what about yourself here? Samurai?

A samurai without a samurai tong is just a sapling that may break at any time, and even if you water it with your heart, it won't grow. (To be continued.) )