In the Seven Kings' Mansion.

Jinbai, who was covered with a hijab, felt the door open again and again, and then walked out quickly, until the last time.

The eyes lit up, and what he saw was Zihao's enlarged face.

"Lady, it's time for us to have a drink." Zihao's whole person was attached to Jinbai's body, and his words had a coquettish tone.

Jin Bai saw that the two glasses of wine he was holding in his hand were also swaying to only half of them, and he hurriedly reached out to support them, lest he accidentally fall.

"Drinking so much?"

"Not much, come, lady, drink a glass of wine."

Zi Hao still handed the wine glass in his hand forward with a serious face, and a pair of fox-like eyes narrowed, which was very blurry, and added a little cuteness.

Seeing this, Jin Bai wanted him to sit down first, but after thinking about it, he still took a cup.

The hands are entangled, and the sake is down.

"You'll be my man from now on."

"Well, it's yours."

"No one can snatch it away."

"Well, no one can snatch it away."

When Zi Hao heard this, the smile on his face deepened, and he took the wine glass in Jinbai's hand and threw it back casually.

Jin Bai was still thinking in his heart, whether there would be any bad intentions, but after thinking about it, it seemed that he had not followed so many rules.

"Hungry?" Zihao looked at her with both eyes.

Jinbai only looked at the table when he heard this, and now he knew why so many people came in and went out, and the table was full of dishes, everything.

Jin Bai regretted it a little, and knew that Fang Cai shouldn't have let Qing'er get some for her at will.

"Hungry?" Seeing that she didn't answer, Zihao leaned forward, held her cheek, and asked seriously.

Jin Bai smiled.

"I just asked Qing'er to get some food, I'm not hungry."

"Really?"

"Hmm."

"That ......"

"What then?"

Jin Bai looked at the person in front of him, and his eyes became hot.

"Then shouldn't we do what we didn't do?"

Before Jin Bai could answer, the person in front of him had already pressed up.

The lips and tongue are entangled, the red candles are swaying, and the spring color is gradually emerging.

……

Under the corridor, a woman in a light blue robe stood, her eyes staring at the dazzling inscription on the new door, her fingers clenched, her nails embedded in the flesh.

"What is Miss Yaoxu doing in this cold wind?"

The voice sounded, and the woman in blue turned around.

Qing'er leaned on the pillar, clasped her hands in front of her chest, and smiled slightly, looking like she was watching a play.

Yaoxu smiled slightly, and said lightly: "I've been busy lately, I want to stand in this cold wind to calm down, and I can do things tomorrow." ”

Qing'er smiled when she heard this, and her steps slowly moved forward.

"Come to think of it, it's not easy to take care of this big palace, and it must be tiring. But Qing'er thought, and the girl thought that she wouldn't be busy for long. ”

"Oh, girl, what do you mean?"

Qing'er just thought that the girl was busy in the past because there was no hostess in this house. But now it's different, the prince has taken care of his relatives and married someone, so naturally someone will take care of it. You say yes, Miss Yaoxu. ”

"What the girl said is true, but there are many things in this palace, and many of them are messy, so I can't finish it all at once, so I naturally have to bother more."

"It doesn't matter if it's early or late, it's always something to give, right?"

Yaoxu didn't talk this time, just smiled.

Qing'er smiled when she saw this, and walked forward, slowly passing the man.

"It's cold, so the girl should go back early, it's not good if she really accidentally catches the cold."

"Miss Lao is worried."

The voice of the person behind him came slowly, and Qing'er couldn't help but smile.

It seems that this palace is not much quieter than the palace.

Muge Garden.

Qingge looked at the people in front of him who were still busy reviewing the folds.

His eyebrows and eyes were lowered, and he felt that he was talking a little heavier, but in fact, he thought that in addition to pampering himself, he really didn't have anything to do with this dynasty.

"General Yang's matter, what does Your Majesty plan to do?"

Although the harem does not ask about the government, in order to alleviate this silent scene, Qingge finally opened his mouth gently.

Hearing this, Ziqian raised his head, glanced at her, hooked the corners of his mouth, and said: "The name of the general, that can be played with at will, but it is not without a way, I sent Xiao Shu in, if I can take away the hearts of the people, the minister's office will be easier." ”

Hearing this, Qingge frowned, and said slowly: "Then what if you can't?" ”

Ziqian's eyes and eyebrows retracted, and he took a serious look at the fold in his hand, his brows tightened, "He can also play with freedom in this imperial city, and the people in the military camp are simple, so there will be no problem if you think about it." ”

"But there are no absolutes in everything, although the hearts of the people in the imperial city are unpredictable, but they should be so that they are not united, but the military camp is not like this, they are simple, so they generally only recognize one person." Qingge looked at the person in front of her and remembered what her father had done to her.

"If he can't get a place in that barracks, how can he be able to lead this million-strong division?" Ziqian turned his head to look at her.

When Qingge heard this, he looked away, "Then whether Your Majesty has already made up his mind in his heart, whether he succeeds or fails, he is a pawn of General Yang's resignation." ”

Ziqian didn't speak, Zhu Bi wandered away, but his face returned to its former sharpness.

Seeing this, Qingge also had a definition in his heart, and he didn't say much.

"Mother." Hui'er's voice came from outside the door.

"Come in." Qingge didn't think much about it.

With a few words, the person outside the door came in, holding a bouquet of red plums in his hand, bowed, walked to the side, and gently inserted it in the vase.

"Why don't this Mu Geyuan flowers bloom?" Ziqian saw the red plum, his eyes were deep, and he wanted to bring a song to appreciate the plum, but now, the red plum did not bud, like a dead branch.

"Your Majesty, don't be anxious, say that the plum blossoms know that Your Majesty often comes, so they plan to do it for two years and do it for one year, and next year it will bloom incomparably prosperous?" Qingge smiled.

Ziqian smiled when he heard this, everything is fixed, he has his own ideas, and if he doesn't open it now, maybe it will be open for next year.

I wanted to say it in my heart, but I turned around and looked at it carefully.

Hui'er plugged in the plum branch, washed her hands, Fang carefully untied the bun on Qingge's head, glanced at the sky with her eyes, and said softly: "Your Majesty, Niangniang, the sky is not leaving, do you want to sleep peacefully?" ”

Qingge glanced outside, then at Ziqian and said, "Well, let's go." ”

Hui'er walked outside, and after a while, the palace maid and eunuch outside the room walked in, washed up, changed clothes, and Qingge went to bed first.

"Let's go down first." Qingge spoke softly to Hui'er.

"Yes."

Hui'er led everyone down, closed the door, and her eyes turned deep.

"What's the matter, girl?" A man walked out of the darkness, followed by several eunuchs.

Hui'er looked over with her eyes, it was the father-in-law Gao who had risen recently, bowed, and said, "It's okay." ”

Gonggong Gao smiled when he heard this, and didn't ask any more questions, but just said, "Your Majesty can you rest?" ”

"No, I didn't." Hui'er said it truthfully.

Hearing this, Gonggong Gao glanced at the closed door, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and stood aside.

"Father-in-law won't go in and report it?" Hui'er spoke.

"It's okay, Your Majesty is about to fall asleep." The corners of Gao Gonggong's mouth hooked.