Xue Ying fed the milk to Ruoyan and sighed: "Everyone says that the queen is the mother of the country and the person who rules the world with His Majesty. But when she really becomes a queen, who can understand the pain there. Niangniang is now the lord of the harem, and the number of people who are naturally staring at Niangniang is uncountable. But so what? Life still has to be passed. ”

"That's it, Snowwarbler, go down. I'll sleep again. ”

Ruoyan didn't sleep very well in the second half of the night, but fortunately, she didn't dream anymore. Wake up in the morning and the sun has risen. It's a sunny day, as if God is also celebrating Ruoyan Jinfeng.

Li Yizhe arrived at the Fengzao Hall early and wore the emperor's full set of rituals. Ruoyan sat in front of the makeup mirror and looked at herself in the mirror. The eyebrows are black without painting, a little cherry lips, the peach blossom eyes add a bit of glamour, and the skin is like a good mutton fat jade, which is definitely worthy of the appearance of the country and the city.

If such a appearance is born in a powerful family and marries a noble prince, it will definitely be safe for a lifetime, and he will be in peace for a lifetime. It's a pity that she was born in a family that wiped out the clan and became a harem concubine again. I'm afraid it will become the witch of the country written by those historians. It's just that it's hard to say whether it was the power of the country that buried her life or her appearance that charmed the king.

Ruoyan picked up the pen and dipped it in lipstick, dotted it on her lips, and outlined her perfect and beautiful lips. The beauty is shocking.

Li Yizhe was a little stunned. Ruoyan chuckled and pulled his thoughts back: "What is Your Majesty looking at?" The posture of the concubine Pu Liu also made His Majesty look so fascinated? ”

"What did Yan say? If Ah Yan is still a willow posture, wouldn't all the women in the world look like no salt. Li Yizhe's hand stroked Ruoyan's hair, and he looked gentle and affectionate. It's like a husband and wife for many years, and the couple is deeply in love.

Ruoyan slapped Li Yizhe's hand away and scolded: "Your Majesty's hand is getting longer and longer. ”

"I just think Ah Yan's hair looks good, like silk. I just want to touch it. Ah Yan is not allowed? Li Yizhe was a little aggrieved.

"The concubine's hair is just combed, what should I do if Your Majesty messes it up? Your Majesty doesn't know how to comb it. Ruoyan picked up the snail and gently traced her eyebrows. It looks seductive and sultry.

Li Yizhe couldn't control himself anymore, so he suppressed his anger and took the hair comb in Xueying's hand, and gently combed Ruoyan's hair: "I heard my mother and concubine say, the people say that a comb is combed to the end, and the case is raised to the eyebrows." Now I've combed your hair. It's almost to the white head together. ”

"How can Your Majesty comb a woman's hair in a bun?" Ruoyan asked.

Li Yizhe's thoughts were a little trance-like, and he smiled a little reluctantly: "Back then, my mother's hair was long, and I would occasionally help her comb it." At that time, there were not many people around my mother to serve her, so I was forced to take the job. I have been laughed at by other brothers and sisters. Say I'm not like a man. It's like a girl. ”

"Your Majesty doesn't look like someone who cares about what others say." Ruoyan glanced at him.

"Yes, I killed all the people who laughed at me back then. The better one is to go into exile with relatives. Ah Yan, I have no intention of hiding it from you. I'm not a gentleman. Li Yizhe lowered his eyes, a little sad.

"Kindness? That's what people in high positions, who don't threaten, who are pampered. Your Majesty doesn't, and there are no more concubines. ”

"Ah Yan, I hope you will be stable and happy for the rest of your life, simple and kind."

"Your Majesty is really funny. If the concubine is married to Luo Hansheng, maybe she is really stable and happy, simple and kind. Concubines don't have to fight or rob. You don't have to look at other women's faces, let alone intrigue. If there is really any grievance, Brother Sheng can stop me at all costs. But Your Majesty is the king of a country. The concubine married into the deep palace, how can she be simple, kind, stable and happy? If you are not careful, you will be pounced on by other concubines and torn up. What did you do to provoke Your Majesty, quarrel and scold, and drop things. It will not be understood as the fun of the boudoir, but will only say that the concubine is out of order. ”

Ruoyan put her eyebrows on it, took the hairbrush from Li Yizhe's hand and put it down: "If the concubine lives in the deep palace, she must be careful every step, she must comply with the rules, and she must be ruthless." If you don't kill those who want to harm your concubines, you will be concubines. His Majesty said that he wanted his concubines to be stable and happy for the rest of their lives, simple and kind. But where does it come from? By the words of His Majesty? ”

Li Yizhe was speechless by Ruoyan. After a while, I could only say, "I'm sorry." ”

Ruoyan laughed and asked Li Yizhe: "Has Your Majesty heard that song?" ”

Li Yizhe was a little stunned, and he didn't know which song Ruoyan was talking about.

Ruoyan's fingertips tapped on the table and sang: "The Han Emperor is heavy on color and thinks about the country, and Yuyu has been unable to ask for it for many years." The Yang family has a girl who has just grown up, and she is raised in the deep boudoir.

It is difficult to give up the natural beauty, and once chose the king's side. Looking back and smiling, the six palaces have no color.

The spring cold bathes in Huaqing Pool, and the hot spring water is slippery and creamy. The waiter helped up the delicate and weak, and it was the time of the new inheritance.

The cloud sideburns and flowers are shaking, and the hibiscus tent is warm for the spring night. The spring night is bitter and short, and the day is high, and the king does not rise early from then on.

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The high place of the Li Palace enters the green clouds, and the fairy music wind is heard everywhere. Slow singing and dancing and condensing silk bamboo, the king does not see enough.

Yu Yang Mo came agitatedly, breaking the song of neon clothes and feathers. The nine-fold city is full of smoke and dust, and thousands of people ride southwest.

Cuihua swayed and stopped, and went out of the capital for more than 100 miles in the west. The six armies were helpless, and they died before turning their eyebrows.

No one took the flowers, and the emerald gorse scratched her head. The king hid his face and couldn't save it, looking back at the blood and tears.

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The cloud sideburns are half new to sleep, and the flower crown is not neat. The wind blows the fairy robe fluttering, like a neon dress and feather dance.

Yurong is lonely and tears are dry, and pear blossoms bring rain in spring.

Gazing at the king with affection, he said goodbye to the two dim. The Zhaoyang Palace is full of love, and the sun and moon are long in the Penglai Palace.

Looking back at the world, I didn't see Chang'an and saw the dust and fog. Only the old things will be affectionate, and the alloy hairpin will be sent.

The hairpin leaves a one-fold fan, and the hairpin breaks the gold and divides it. But the heart of the religion is like Jin Tianjian, and the heavens and the earth will meet.

The parting words are re-sent, and there is an oath in the words. On the seventh day of the seventh month, when no one whispered in the middle of the night.

In heaven I wish to be a winged bird, and on earth I wish to be a branch. The days are long and sometimes endless, and this hatred lasts forever. ”

Li Yizhe was stunned when he heard it. He naturally knew that this was a long-hated song, but Ruoyan suddenly remembered this song. Isn't he referring to Tang Xuanzong?

Ruoyan stood up after singing, wrapped his arms around Li Yizhe's neck, and raised his head to look at him: "Tang Xuanzong also loves Yang Yuhuan." But what's the use? When the Tang Dynasty was prosperous, she was protected and pampered by Xuanzong, but what about when it declined? In order to survive, Xuanzong personally gave her death. Love is never the enemy of reality. It's easy to share joys and sorrows, but it's very difficult to share sorrows. Xuanzong can't let go of his power, can His Majesty? Your Majesty thinks that his affection for his concubine is more than that of Xuanzong? ”

"Ah Yan, I won't."

"Won't? What His Majesty said should be believed by the concubines. But when the concubine's family died one by one, the concubine told herself ruthlessly. In this life, no one can trust it anymore. ”

Ruoyan smiled, but there were tears in her eyes: "All this was given to me by the two men who love me the most." ”

"Ah Yan." Li Yizhe wanted to hug Ruoyan and coax her.

Ruoyan broke away from Li Yizhe's hand: "Now people only say that Your Majesty's love is as deep as the sea." But the concubine can't afford it. The more His Majesty favors the concubines, the more people say that the concubines are the enchantress of the country. ”

"Whoever says so, I will kill him." Li Yizhe said in a dumb voice.

"Does Your Majesty think you're still a teenage hairy boy? People are terrible, but the concubines are very afraid. Ruoyan put his hand on Xueying's arm: "The time has come, don't miss the auspicious time." ”

The moment before the little palace maid at the door pushed open the door of the hall, she suddenly said again: "Although it is not an auspicious thing." ”

Jin Feng Guifei is not a big deal, but now that the middle palace is empty and there is no queen, if Yan is the head of the middle palace, this matter has become a big deal. Although there was a war on the front line, and it was impossible to do it in a big way, it still invited half of the women and female dependents of the DPRK and the central government to worship.

The other concubines in the palace rushed to wait outside the Fengzao Hall of Jiaofang Palace early.

The melodious sound of bells and drums resounded throughout Chang'an. The people of Chang'an all know that today, the orphans of the Yun family are promoted to concubines. From then on, the glory is unlimited.

Ruoyan stood on the steps and was worshiped by everyone, but her heart was extremely sad.

Luo Hansheng was riding on a horse through the mountains and dense forests, and a messenger came to him and told him: "Lord Yu, today's Niangniang Jin Feng should have started at this time." ”

Luo Hansheng nodded, his face was cold and scary, and he turned to Qin Zihuai: "You guys go your way, leave me alone." ”

"Xiangye, you ......" Qin Zihuai wanted to persuade him.

Luo Hansheng whipped his horse, and the horse under his crotch rushed out like an arrow off the string. The whip in Luo Hansheng's hand was raised again and again. His heart throbbed suddenly.

He knew that today was Ruoyan Jinfeng's day, but on this day, he realized that he cared more than he thought. Concubine, what a high position. Li Yizhe really spoils her.

But is pet really love? The love of the emperor is cool and thin. His face is farther away from him.

If Ruoyan is really in love with Li Yizhe, what should he do?

He invited himself to the front line in order to cultivate his power in the army and prepare to usurp the throne, but what if on the day he started his army, Ruoyan fell in love with Li Yizhe? What should he do?

Luo Hansheng didn't dare to think about it anymore, would his Yan'er no longer belong to him one day?

He seemed to hear the bells and drums in Chang'an City, as melodious as usual, but also cold.

If Yan has accepted the worship of everyone, according to the etiquette, he must kneel down to thank Li Yizhe for his grace and receive the golden treasure and the golden book.

She knelt on the ground, her gorgeous skirt dragging on the ground, and she couldn't see her joy or anger. She bowed her head again and again. After making a big gift, Li Yizhe took the heavy tray from Gonggong Lin's hand, which contained the golden treasure and gold seal of the noble concubine, and a phoenix Yu Fei representing the supreme power of the harem.

"Ah Yan, this phoenix seal is yours now."