Chapter Twenty-Seven: Goodbye Yan Jue

Chen Wangshu thought about it, his eyes moved, and he pretended to gossip and asked, "That Hexi County Lord, but the one with a cinnabar mole in the center of his eyebrows?" There have been a few encounters before, but after a long time, I can't remember what kind of temperament it is. ”

Li frowned, "I've not seen it, Princess Dongyang has a bit of a relationship with me." We are from the same family, but when I was younger, I was often away from home, and I didn't have any friendship. ”

"Later, I came to Lin'an, it is inevitable that there will be some contacts, the year before last, she celebrated her birthday, I also took you there, and Xi also asked you for a trick! She has a soft temperament, but she is a little like Ah Tian. ”

Chen Wangshu knows that Da Chen people regard softness as beauty, not to mention that all of his daughter's family can afford the wind, those little Langjun grease and powder abound, of course, Yan Jue is different, that is called natural beauty.

There are eight girls out of ten, all of whom are like Ah Tian.

Because she was going to enter the palace today, Chen Wangshu didn't dare to delay, and she was even more afraid of asking a few more questions, and the Li family saw her ambition.

The carriage walked briskly on the avenue of Lin'an City, and today she was wearing a number of layers of brocade clothes, which made her a little flustered, and it was May, and the day was hot.

The children who sold pear blossoms before the ban have now changed to selling the dew-dripping lotus.

Chen Wangshu opened a crack in the curtain of the carriage before he felt that he could breathe.

She was a little melancholy, although she was so beautiful, but she was not such an arrogant person, if the lord of Hexi was a villain, she would naturally punch and kick it, and go up and grab it.

But if the two of them look at it right, if she starts again, it won't be beautiful, she is not such a lack of morality.

Thinking like this, Chen Wangshu became melancholy.

The palace gate arrived soon, and this was the second time Chen Wangshu had entered the palace.

Once born and twice ripe, the last time she came back, she was still the daughter of a minister who was slaughtered, and this time she already had the title of the county lord, and became the lucky star of the queen mother, and the folds on the faces of the people in the guide palace were a little deeper than the previous one.

Halfway through, there was an old woman in a dark blue dress, and she smiled quite lovingly, and one of her lower teeth was missing, with silver edges, and the sun shone a little dazzlingly.

"The Queen Mother often thinks about it when she is sick, if she can see the county lord, it will be fine." The old lady spoke, and the clouds were light and breezy.

Chen Wangshu's expression was solemn, the light in his eyes flashed, and he smiled again, "Wangshu wanted to come to the palace to serve the sick, but he received the order to copy the scriptures at home and pray for blessings for 7749 days, but he didn't dare to go out a step." As soon as the time given by the Taishi Bureau arrived today, he entered the palace. ”

"Now that the Queen Mother is very good, Wangshu is at ease. The last time I walked out of my small courtyard gate, the apricot blossoms were still blooming just right, and now they are bearing fruit. What is your surname? ”

The old lady glanced at Chen Wangshu and smiled, "The old slave's surname is Zhao, and the county lord calls me Mama Zhao." ”

After Mama Zhao finished speaking, she didn't say anything anymore, and led Chen Wangshu all the way to the queen mother's palace.

Different from the grandeur of the Xuande Palace, the Queen Mother's palace is full of luxury and elegance. On the wall of the large copper furnace in the corner of the palace, there are red orbs inlaid with them, which is quite exotic.

Chen Wangshu glanced at it, then lowered his head and entered the hall respectfully.

As soon as I arrived at the door, there was a heart-to-heart laugh in the room, "Jue'er, you just have a sweet mouth, and you are used to making me happy." It is said that when you are three years old and see the old, I still remember that when you first entered the palace, the first time you saw it, you hugged my legs and said A-Niang, is the palace in the heavenly court? Otherwise, how could there be a fairy daughter in it! ”

"After I went back, I looked in the mirror for a long time, but no matter how I looked, she was an old woman, where was there a fairy daughter!"

The voice laughed again.

"It's Yan Jue's mistake, the Queen Mother is not a fairy, the Queen Mother is the Queen Mother."

There was another burst of laughter in the room.

Yan Jue is inside!

Chen Wangshu frowned and entered the hall. The house was full of people, all dressed in flowers, like peonies in the yard.

"This is Wangshu. When your grandmother was young, she had a few encounters with me, and she was a famous figure in the capital at that time. When I saw it today, Wangshu you and her are quite similar", the person who spoke was full of energy, and it should be the queen mother in this Chen Palace.

Chen Wangshu hurriedly stepped forward and saluted the Queen Mother, so he stood aside obediently and responded.

"Grandmother often said that the Queen Mother is a model for women, which is really unattainable."

As she spoke, she secretly looked at the Queen Mother.

Her hair is gray, her face is well-maintained, very ruddy, and her gestures reveal a demeanor that the old lady can live for 500 years.

Wearing a red summer shirt, the ear bells are somewhat similar to the copper furnace in front of the door, all of them are golden, inlaid with red gems, not like the Central Plains.

At the hands of the Queen Mother, sitting were the Duchess of Huguo and Yan Jue.

Yan Jue changed into a royal blue robe today, still wearing a hairband of the same color, which looked quite bohemian.

That face, Chen Wangshu could only think of the old saying, whose museum door was not closed properly, and the statue inside ran out!

This is not the magic of nature, this is the exquisite carving given by his father.

Chen Wangshu pressed his An Lushan claw and looked across from Yan Jue.

There were two groups of people sitting over there.

The one who was close to the Queen Mother was obviously a palace concubine, her lower abdomen was slightly bulging, and she was obviously pregnant. What she is carrying in her stomach should be the reincarnation of the legendary Princess Baozhu. This palace concubine should be the new favorite of the official family.

There was a large group of maids and ladies standing behind her, not to mention, there was also a palace person dressed as a female doctor, which can be seen.

At the bottom of Qi Niangzi, there was a lady.

When Chen Wangshu saw it, he felt a little cordial, and I have to say that Princess Dongyang is indeed the same as her mother Li, with the same blood in her body. Although I can't tell where it is similar, if you stand together, you can see that it is a family.

Next to Princess Dongyang, a little lady in a goose yellow dress, about sixteen or seventeen years old, her cheeks were crimson, not to mention, even her neck was red. As if she didn't feel Chen Wangshu's scrutiny, she only quietly poked a piece of glutinous rice dumplings in front of her.

The bright red cinnabar mole on her forehead was simply telling her that this was the county lord of Hexi.

The thief didn't even let her prepare, and directly sent her to the blind date scene of Yan Jue and the county lord of Hexi.

This is simply capital punishment!

Almost instantly, thousands of methods flashed through Chen Wangshu's mind, and before he could make up his mind, he heard Yan Jue laugh.

As soon as she raised her head, Yan Jue's good-looking and angry face crashed into her eyes.

He's looking at her, he's smiling at her!