After the three long live, everyone sat down, Jiao Niang looked up, and saw Emperor Jianyuan sitting on the throne, wearing a dark gold embroidered seawater pattern dragon robe, majestic and magnificent, goodbye to his left seat, the queen sat aside, dressed in a neat red brocade five phoenix clothes, highlighting the identity of his mother in the world.

On the right side of the emperor, it is Concubine Yi, dressed in a scarlet tin dress and wearing a set of jade ornaments, without the preciousness of the queen's pearls, gold and silver, but she is generous and decent, as always, she maintains a just right smile, and toasts to Emperor Jianyuan with a glass of wine.

Her face was ruddy, and she was even more radiant when she drank the wine, even if she was already forbearing, the smugness in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows couldn't be hidden.

How could she be unhappy, the crown prince was deposed, King Xian was reprimanded and disgusted by the emperor, the most favorable contenders for the throne have withdrawn from the stage of competing for the throne, and no matter which of her two sons becomes the crown prince, she will be the queen mother in the future.

Under her radiant spirit, the queen on one side looked even more lonely, the carefully painted makeup could not cover her wounds, and the smile was reluctant, she looked at it, and only felt that this lively palace dinner was incompatible with her.

The wine and delicacies on the case are overwhelming, the banquet is slow to sing and dance freely, Jiao Niang has always been invincible to drink, drink a few glasses, her face will be hot, her head is dizzy, and she saw that Ying Che was talking about wine with others, so she said to Yu Chizhen, and left the hall with Qinghuan to sober up.

Next to the Taihe Hall is the Taiye Pool, it is the middle of winter at this time, the surface of the pool is cold, and at a glance, it is all white. Jiao Niang stood by the railing, and the cold wind blew the few glasses of wine away, and she was already half awake at this time.

She was wearing a garnet-red satin, and the edge of her hood was woven with fox fur, and the velvet was attached to her cheeks, revealing only her entire face.

This robe is brought by Mama Fan from Zhuangzi a few years ago, it is made by her own hands, the bird on the makeup is a yellow oriole, the bottom end is a grape pattern outlined with silver wire, and the gourd embroidered with gold wire on both sides, the yellow oriole, grapes, and gourd are all symbols of many sons.

After standing by the pool for a while, she felt cold, and Jiao Niang was about to go back, when she just turned around, she saw Yang Liu walking towards her in a posture.

"See Shuyuan Niangniang. Jiao Niang realized that her identity was different now, and hurriedly saluted.

Yang Liu took a few steps and helped her up, "There are no outsiders here, why should my sister be polite, it seems that our sisters are alive." ”

Jiao Niang smiled lightly, "How long has it been since I saw my sister, how is my sister doing?"

Yang Liu held an enamel painting hand stove in his hand, and the slender jewel armor lightly dotted on it, "It's like this." ”

Jiao Niang remembered what happened before, took her hand, and said with relief: "Anyway, my sister is now a holy Shuyuan, and she is favored, and the concubine is just around the corner." ”

With a bitter smile on the corner of Yang Liu's mouth, he looked at the willow trees with depressed branches and leaves hanging downside by the pool, and played with two words between his lips and teeth, "Grace?"

She turned her gaze back to Jiao Niang, "I also heard in the palace that King Rui loves you very much, Sister Jiao Niang, in the end, you are blessed." ”

Jiao Niang couldn't deny it, and smiled silently.

Talking together again, it seems that something has changed, and it is no longer as pure and natural as it was at the beginning, and now one of them is the concubine of the prince and the favorite concubine of the emperor, and their mood is not as good as before.

Jiao Niang saw her envy from Yang Liu's eyes, yes, if you have a choice, who doesn't want to choose the young, who is willing to serve an old man who is declining.

People prefer the morning sun, and although the sunset is beautiful, it is approaching dusk.

"Will my sister blame me for making my own decision and begging the prince to keep you in the palace?"

Jiao Niang asked.

Yang Liu smiled softly, looked at Jiao Niang, and said firmly: "No, I want to thank you, if I hadn't stayed at the beginning, it is still unknown whether I would have survived until now." ”

She held Jiao Niang's hand, her palms were hot, like charcoal fire, "Jiao Niang, I am really grateful to you, it can be said that without you, there would be no me today." Do you know? A few days ago, the Holy Lord promoted my father to an official position, in fact, I resented him in my heart, and I didn't want him to use my ladder to rise to the top, but I also knew that as long as I was favored, my aunt would no longer be bullied, and even my mother-in-law would give her three points. ”

There was arrogance and pride in her eyes that Jiao Niang had never seen before, and she sighed in her heart, only feeling that the willow before had gradually disappeared.

But in this harem, there is no room for a former willow, and Jiao Niang is also happy for her, because the current willow is very suitable for life in the palace, and she doesn't have to worry about her anymore.

After talking for a while, the two returned to the hall together, and were just about to sit down, but they saw the queen suddenly get up, walk to the center of the hall, and bow to the ground.

"Empress, what are you doing here?" Emperor Jianyuan raised his eyebrows, a little unhappy.

The queen kowtowed and said: "This year's festival, the concubine wants to ask for a grace from the saint, please let the saint Hua'er out, we are here to gather together and share the family, but he is locked up in the court and lonely, the concubine thinks of him suffering there alone, the concubine's heart is like a drop of blood." Saint, you are also Hua'er's father. ”

The main hall suddenly fell silent, without a sound, and everyone looked towards Emperor Jianyuan. Emperor Jianyuan was holding Sister Yu in his arms, Sister Yu didn't know what was going on, thinking that everyone was looking at her, and she cried out with a "wow".

The main hall was empty, and Sister Yu'er's cry was particularly loud.

Jiao Niang's heart tightened, Ying Che had already gotten up and stepped forward and hugged Sister Yu back.

Emperor Jianyuan looked at the queen with a gloomy face and did not speak for a long time. The queen bowed again, "Holy grace, please." ”

Suddenly, Qingling's laughter overflowed.

Everyone looked at Yang Shuyuan, only to see Yang Liu caressing a Qingluan golden hairpin obliquely inserted on his sideburns, and his eyes were lightly raised, "The queen mother is the older she gets, the more ignorant she is.

Emperor Jianyuan lowered his eyes slightly, and scolded lightly, "Liu'er." ”

Yang Liu was stupid, and the queen shot fiercely, "This palace and the saint are talking, when will it be your turn to interject?"

"Why can't it be the concubine's turn to intervene? Could it be that the mother forgot why the prince was deposed?" Yang Liu's eyes were full of water, and she looked at Emperor Jianyuan with tears in her eyes, "Holy Lord, as long as the concubine remembers that night now, she can't wait to die immediately." The abolished prince is not only insulting the concubine, he is also humiliating you. ”

After saying that, Emperor Jianyuan's face was like the bottom of the pot, and the queen was even more angry, but her cultivation since she was a child did not let her beat and scold Yang Liu like a shrew, and only cried to Emperor Jianyuan: "Holy Lord, even if Hua'er is wrong, but now he has also learned a lesson." The saint's wife and concubines and children and grandchildren are happy today, but please also think about Hua'er, his wife and concubine are also waiting for him to celebrate the New Year together. ”