Xueji, the meaning of the first sunny day after the snow, is about the parents looking forward to a smooth life without wind and snow......

After the rain in early spring, the peach blossom bones were tired of some dew, the weather was slightly cool, Zhao Xueji leaned on the railing and looked out, her eyes were confused, and she was the scenery in the garden, but her heart could not find the direction.

I heard that the draft will be held again this year, and Zhao Xueji has just turned 13 years old, and she is just stepping on the threshold of the draft.

The new emperor has only been on the throne for three years, except for the end of the first year of the election, no new people have been included, and I heard that these three years are because of the demon concubine.

But who can say anything about the royal family...... Zhao Xueji narrowed her gaze and stood beside her mother who had just come in obediently.

The mother chattered and lamented that there would really be no woman in the world who could make a man fall in love for a lifetime, and at the same time helped her count and pack up the things that could be brought into the palace, but even the daughter of Sanpin Shangshu was not able to be given much room by the royal leniency.

The mother took out the things she wanted Zhao Xueji to bring from the package over and over again, and then stuffed a lot back, but in the end, she could only be left with a rather thin matter.

"Here we go.... Take care of yourself, no matter what the outcome, as long as my daughter is safe and well. ”

Her mother sent her to the gate step by step, and stood at the door to watch Zhao Xueji's carriage swing away.

What will happen here?

The sound of the carriage accompanied her thoughts, swaying all the way into the heavily guarded center.

"From now on, you must forget your position outside the palace, forget your identity, forget your pride, let go of everything, just remember that you are the most ordinary show girl from the moment you step into the palace gate, and then follow your aunts to learn the rules, study in peace, practice your talents in peace, and wait for the day of the election in peace."

When the aunt who walked in front took Zhao Xueji and other girls through the palace wall, she said the same emotionless advice in an indifferent tone that she didn't know how many times.

Those three sentences were forgotten, and the three sentences made Zhao Xueji sink into the mood of observing the gold bricks and red tiles, and felt like he was pinching his throat, his nose was sour, and he suddenly began to feel homesick.

The sun and evening change, the days pass quickly, and everyone lives together, and they are all teenage girls, who are strictly controlled, but there is no quarrel, and they are all right, until they are notified that tomorrow is the day of the general election.

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"Zhaoyi, are you going today?"

The blurry bronze mirror could not reflect the woman's appearance, the sandalwood makeup was crossed with white knuckles, and a cold voice fell on the maid's ear: "Go......"

She didn't know what she was thinking, her words were distracted, obviously careless.

The ordinary service of this Zhaoyi Niangniang's palace women's youth league just took leave the day before yesterday, I heard that it was to go back to the general's mansion to get what Zhaoyi Niangniang used to, but forgot to bring something into the palace, such a thing has happened many times in the past three years, with the emperor's connivance, everyone is used to it.

It's just that...... Whenever she is away, there will be a "clumsy" substitute maid who suffers......

Could it be that all the palace maids who replaced Qing Zhaoyi's close attendants were clumsy and rare in the palace?

The substituted palace maid didn't dare to think about it.

Zhucui was carefully embellished in the woman's hair, and the maid steadied her trembling hand, not daring to mess up the woman's half of the silk, and tremblingly groomed her as quickly as possible when the master was thinking about something.

After finishing the makeup, Shen Qingjun came out of his thoughts, and the person in the mirror frowned slightly, obviously not liking such complicated hair accessories.

"Or else?" Her voice seemed calm, "Didn't he give the order?" ”

The maid's hand shook, and she knelt down without thinking about it, and her forehead slammed on the ground.

"Mother forgiveness, mother forgiveness ......"

Shen Qingjun stood up, turned around and left the dressing table, and the corners of her skirt brushed the maid's hands on the ground, as if she had just stepped over a stone staircase.

"Get up, I don't need to change slaves again." She said indifferently.

Pitiful, she glanced back at the servant girl who got up, and the corners of her mouth curled up with a mocking smile, which was really pitiful.

It is as pitiful as the Holy One today.

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The new emperor of this dynasty has just ascended the throne, and the harem is empty, except for the crown princess who was waiting for the crown princess when he was the prince, Yi Shu, Chen Hanlu, the two side concubines, Wei Qing and other old people in the palace, only Shen Qingjun, who was drafted into the palace three years ago.

Three years ago, the national election, but the Holy Heart was unpredictable, no matter how the ministers advised, he only left the only sister of Shen Mo, the general of General Shen's Mansion - Shen Qingjun.

However, three years have passed, no matter what the truth of the matter is, if there is a general election, in the eyes of the world, it can only be His Majesty who has figured it out.

Shen Qingjun, who has been rumored to be a demon concubine for three years, has finally become a pity that only circulates in the mouths of ladies.

Who knows what the truth is?

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The queen who had already arrived sat upright on the main seat, and the main side seat was Yi Shu, who had just arrived, and Shen Qingjun was behind the three of them, and the other masters were sparsely seated on the other seats, leaving the position of Xiuyi vacant.

"It's my late," said the woman in purple who came in through the door with a smile, followed by a number of palace maids with pastries, and following her steps, the palace maids scattered plates of pastries on the tables of each seat.

"The weather has not been good recently, most of the firewood in the palace is not good to ignite due to dampness, and the fire is not good, which delayed my hour, but I am not late, right?"

The woman was gorgeously dressed, with a rich and noble face, and a friendly smile, which was about the case, and the masters on the throne did not blame her for her appearance.

"Hey, I know you won't blame me for having food, come on, come on, everyone has a share."

She beckoned the palace maid behind her to hurry up and send the dim sum to the destination, because of the hurry, the woman had some sweat on her forehead, but she didn't care, turned around and took the chestnut cake in the hand of the palace maid behind her, and sent it to the woman called Qing Zhaoyi, and said condescendingly: "Eat!" Made especially for you, with more sugar, you can't finish eating it and it will be gone next time. ”

"I'll take it back to eat," Shen Qingjun laughed rarely, and reached out to take the pastry, "There will be sweet soup next time." ”

"You ask for a lot," Wei Qing couldn't resist the urge to roll Shen Qingjun's eyes in front of the concubines, and said to her angrily: "Do, see you're so thin, make more for you, you can't finish eating... I can't finish eating, and there will be no next time. ”

"Yes, there will definitely be a next time." Shen Qingjun narrowed his eyes, looking a little flattering.

"Your relationship is very good," Yi Shu, who was sitting on the side, picked up the teacup and swept the bowl on the water, and said casually: "Wei Xiuyi is good to everyone, it seems that she is particularly suitable for Qing Zhaoyi's temperament, and the huge harem is good friends with her." ”

I don't know who I said this to, anyway, Shen Qingjun didn't want to bother with these people, so naturally he didn't plan to speak, and he didn't even give Yi Shu a few more eyes.

The smile on Wei Qing's face froze, and she wanted to open her mouth to refute.

The queen relieved everyone here: "Look at the time, Your Majesty is about to go down to the court, and the newcomer sisters are also on the way, why don't you have a cup of tea and leave your energy to the fresh sisters?" ”

Although no one accosted him, the slightly embarrassing atmosphere just now was unraveled, and there happened to be pastries sent by Wei Qing by his side, and it was quiet for a while.