Chapter Seventy-Three: A Corner of the String
The smile on Ye Luxian's lips faded, "Let's send someone to see what will happen to the concubine in the next few days, there is no major event, there is no need to go back and forth." ”
"Your Majesty, Yelu Hugh Ge asks to see you." A chamberlain shouted an announcement outside the palace gates.
"Come in." Ye Luxian's smile rose again, and he looked very interested.
Yelu Hugo also smiled, but his eyes were full of respect for Yeluxian, and he walked to the center of the hall, knelt on one knee six or seven steps away from the desk, and bowed down.
"Brother Yelu Hugh, meet the emperor."
Ye Luxian hung the peace charm on the mouth of the vase on the desk, stood up and leaned in front of the desk, wrapped one hand around his chest, touched his chin with the other, and had a playful look in his eyes, "Xun Ning, don't you know Xianning after you are promoted?" It really chills me..."
Yeluxian did not use 'I', blindly emphasizing that he was Xianning and Brother Hugh was Xunning, and they were only the closest friends, not monarchs and ministers who needed to calculate everything.
Yelu Hugo raised his eyes, the corners of his lips hooked, he stood upright, stepped forward, touched Yeluxian's shoulder with his shoulder, and said with a smile, "I knew that you would definitely sit in this position." ”
Ye Luxian patted him on the shoulder, bowed his head and smiled, "This position is not easy to sit." "Him
He looked back at the hanging peace charm.
Brother Yelu followed his gaze and asked with a smile, "I heard that you named Lord Xiao's youngest daughter as a concubine?" Haha, I thought it would be the fierce and crying girl that day. He pointed to the peace charm.
Brother Yelu Xiu remembered this peace charm, and at that time he felt that Xiao Xuan was in trouble, so he left and left, and he had to give Yelu Xian a peace charm.
A wry smile crossed Yeluxian's lips.
entered the palace and became the emperor's concubine, even if the emperor has not yet shown any favor for Xiao Xuan, but now there is no queen, she is the only serious hostess in the palace, and all her uses are naturally the best.
Xiao Xuan's palace has not yet been named, and it has been nearly two days since she entered the palace, and she saw that the emperor had not summoned her, thinking that the emperor had forgotten her little person, so she ordered someone to make a plaque for the palace and wrote the name with gold lacquer - Ningxian Palace.
Because the cold of spring has not abated, Xiao Xuan is still wearing a fox fur coat, she is sixteen years old, with a slender figure, wearing an expensive soft green silk skirt, like a fairy.
She sent everyone out of the palace, and after two days of busy work in the palace, she finally had time, and she paced slowly.
She stared at the three words on the palace with her clear eyes, no, those two words to be exact.
Ning string, Ning string.
Brother Xianning, Yanyan misses you very much.
The surroundings were clean, and the palace people walked very lightly, not daring to make noisy sounds, but the phoenix-shaped earrings she wore in her ears made a sporadic sound.
Xiao Sui didn't have too much smile on his face, he didn't have the joy and curiosity when he first entered the palace, he just walked aimlessly, step by step on this land that was about to be entrusted to the old man.