When Song Jue saw the rural couple, his heart was already cold.

Although it has been weathered, the inexplicable familiarity seems to come from the blood and bones.

And they look too similar to him, really, too much.

Song Yuan did not disturb their relatives to meet.

It doesn't matter if Song decides to accept it, whether he hates it or denies it, it doesn't matter.

Her human and physical evidence is not unique to the couple.

How much more is it that he was born like this.

Today, Song Yuan said this in public.

There is no room for turnaround.

Whether it is Song Jue or Song Yuan, there is no turning back.

Today, this Song decides to admit his relatives or not.

Zen or non-Zen.

It's all irrelevant.

Now this matter is out.

This Daze's throne will never be his turn again.

The imperial power of Daze is supreme, if the blood is not pure, how can it be supreme?

Song Yuan ordered people to be optimistic about Song Jue, and not to let Song Jue die before she ascended the throne.

Then Shi Shiran went back to Qingyun Palace and summoned someone to pass on dinner.

She hadn't eaten much today, and now that she had said so much, she was already very hungry.

Therefore, no matter how hysterical Song Jue was outside the palace, it did not affect Song Yuan and Qing Guifei to use these eight treasure gourd ducks in the palace.

Maybe a few months ago, official affairs were more important, Song Jue was more important, and Daze was more important.

But now it's irrelevant.

The knife in the hand falls, whether it is hatred or pain, it is not more than a moment.

What is past is what is in the past.

Song Yuan had dinner and went back to sleep in the palace where she had lived since she was a child.

Since Song Jue ascended the throne, she has rarely returned.

Now my heart is full of mixed tastes.

But I don't want to, ten years have passed, and this Daze is still her Daze.

It's just that the palace people in the entire palace have been busy since this night.

The new emperor is about to ascend the throne, whether it is a ceremonial guard or anything else, it is necessary to step up preparations from this moment.

The next family of Song and Yuan Men are also preparing for this matter day and night.

The Song and Yuan dynasties have not changed much, and they spend every day in the study looking at the whole map of the border.

I can't talk to people all day long.

Whether it was a dragon robe or other rituals, when she came to ask Song Yuan for advice, she sent Cheng Yunjie to decide.

She came to take back the throne not because it was so extraordinary to her.

She must be on this throne now, but it is still a border matter.

It's that she is in this battle with Xiahou Jinshan, and she must first have a complete right to speak.

Song Jue is an unbearable person, and at such a critical moment, it is better to get rid of him at the beginning than to tell him that it is a waste of her time.

If he wants to gain complete right to speak on the battlefield, Song Yuan thought very directly.

The most direct way is for her to sit on the throne.

Song Yuan counted the days.

The princes who are cold are now afraid that they will not be able to hold it back.

Or maybe they're already starting to do it.

Although she told them that this grain and grass was the stuff of Xiahou Jinshan.

Although their opponents are people that even she dare not despise.

However, the scale of grain and grass this time is very large, enough to supply the military rations of a million troops, and no one will be unmoved.

If any prince successfully snatches the grain and grass in the cold weather, I am afraid that this cold weather will also have to change a layer of blood.

This time the grain and grass are enough to subvert a country.

Those who want to touch it will have to bear the price that comes with this grain and grass.

I don't know if this Xiahou Jinshan likes the gift she sent......

Xiahou Jinshan, who was thousands of miles away, sneeze on his horse very abruptly.

The fierce horses under him shook their ears in fright.

He snorted as if he was complaining about something.

Xiahou Jinshan looked at the sky suspiciously, and wiped the beads of sweat on the tip of his nose.

It's even weird, it's not cold this day......

Song Yuan got up and stretched, and sat for a day, his bones crackling.

The man's hair was loosely tied on his head.

He was wearing a robe that did not distinguish between men and women.

It's just that the collar is very big, and it can't hide Song Yuan's fair neck and collarbone.

Cheng Yunjie raised his head slightly, and hurriedly lowered his head.

Poured tea for Song Yuan.

Frowning, he decided to throw the robe away tomorrow.

Change it to a smaller neckline and send it to Your Majesty.

Song Yuan took the tea brought by Yunjie and took a sip.

"What's the matter, little lark, are you addicted to being a maid for me? There are so many vacancies in the army that you could pick one at will. ”

Song Yuan looked at Cheng Yunjie as he spoke,

"Isn't General Cheng really obsessed with combing his hair?"

Cheng Yunjie's face remained unchanged, and he was not embarrassed about the days when he was a maid in the past.

just stood in front of Song Yuan with his neck curled and expressionless.

"Wechen believes that the safety of His Majesty is Wechen's top priority now."

God knows how long he was laughed at by his former colleagues after he left Daqi.

Several generals have expressed their desire to "see the beauty".

What's more, he even bought the best Aya Luo Yunjin jewelry for him.

What do you say General Cheng must have seen too much of this thing, don't dislike it, don't dislike it......

Cheng Yunjie had the urge to kill people that day, but there were many such colleagues, and he couldn't finish killing them for a while.

Over time, you get used to it.

He who came to give gifts is now receiving them, and he can give them to his master.

If the master doesn't like it, he can keep it and give it away later.

It's much higher than his salary.

No matter how you calculate it, it is not a loss.

Song Yuan shook his head,

"You have been bitten by a snake for ten years and are afraid of the well rope, how can I die so easily, no matter what, if you want to stay, you can stay."

"In the future, don't say that I won't find you a good place to sit."

Cheng Yunjie gave Song Yuan a cup of tea, then knelt down to salute Song Yuan,

"Your Majesty's side is the best place for Weichen."

"The biggest mistake that Weichen has ever done is that he has joined the Soldiers and Horses Division in the past few years, become a general, and have not followed His Majesty's side."

"Your Majesty wants the micro-ministers to appear, and the micro-ministers are to appear, and your Majesty wants the micro-ministers to hide, and the micro-ministers are hidden."

"Weichen's life has been His Majesty's since he was a child."

"Now that Weichen is following Your Majesty again, I hope Your Majesty should not dislike it."

Song Yuan's nails knocked on the cup,

"Get up."

Song Yuan paused and continued,

"I never disliked you."

Cheng Yunjie got up and went out to get the dragon robe made by Song Yuan.

Bai Qianxing and Bu Yunqing, who came to see Song Yuan together, saw Cheng Yunjie and were about to say hello, but they saw Cheng Yunjie ignoring them, and walked over from them without squinting.

Bai Qianxing couldn't look at it, and looked at Bu Yunqing,

"Who do you think he looks down on with his inexplicable arrogance?"