The sunny day is clear, the splendid spring palace, a lively feast for the senses is underway, fortunately, there is only one concubine living in the palace here, otherwise the red-faced gasping and coquettish groans have already spread throughout the palace, becoming a joke for some people, and a handle for others to pay attention to.

Gonggong Zhao hesitated in front of the door of Fenghuan Palace for a long time before he made up his mind to risk death to knock on the door, and after a while, an impatient low question came from the warm pavilion, vaguely mixed with the woman's giggles.

"Your Majesty, King Cijun and King Yongshan have returned to the palace and are waiting in Yangcheng Palace, do you want to see the emperor?" Zhao Gonggong's head hung very low, and he tried not to look at the fire inside the door of the hidden room.

"I've forgotten about this, I'm so confused!" Wen Jingyuan gasped, hurriedly jumped off the bed, pulled his clothes and draped them on. Looking back at Concubine Yun, whose cheeks were flushed, Wen Jingyuan seemed to be a little reluctant, bent down and tossed the soft red lips before he would stop, and anxiously opened the door and walked out of the warm pavilion: "Go and tell them that I am dealing with the twists and turns, and I will be there soon." ”

"The minions obey." Gonggong Zhao had long been accustomed to such outrageous lies, and after instructing the little eunuch to report, he carefully brought incense and circled Wen Jingyuan a few times, so as to cover the rich aroma of fat powder.

When Wen Jingyuan sorted out his clothes in front of the bronze mirror, Concubine Yun in the warm pavilion was also dressed, leaning against the door with slightly red cheeks, and her lazy posture was full of flattery.

"What is so important that the emperor can put down his concubine and leave in a hurry?"

"The King of Cijun and the King of Yongshan are here." Wen Jingyuan wiped the traces of fat powder on his neck while admiring Concubine Yun's seductive figure through the bronze mirror, and a smile full of care appeared on his lips, "In a few days, it will be the ancestor worship ceremony, and the two of them, as the heirs of the first emperor, will discuss the details, this is what was said in advance, but I forgot - if it weren't for you, this little fox, I wouldn't have forgotten such an important thing." ”

Concubine Yun did not apologize, but smiled presumptuously: "Does the emperor regret coming here to be a concubine?" If you regret it, the concubine will no longer look for the emperor in the future, so as not to be scolded as a demon girl by mistake in the previous dynasty, and finally end up with the same fate as King Qinglian. ”

"The Qinglian King is the Qinglian King, you are you, how can you compare? No matter how confused I am, I won't delay my business because of a woman. In the future, you can still look for me, I will come when I have time, and I will not come if I don't have time, so naturally I will not let you be wronged and blamed. ”

Wen Jingyuan's words meant to please Concubine Yun a little, but Concubine Yun was not moved at all, not even a trace of gratitude, and took care of the messy green silk by herself.

Seeing that his diligence failed to win the heart of the beauties, Wen Jingyuan was a little disappointed, put away his smile and pointed to the corner: "Zhao An, you stay here for the time being, the boxes of rare things that I sent yesterday can be picked by Concubine Yun first, and after you finish picking, you will send them to other palaces to score a point." There is Xiao Gengzi accompanying me over there in Yangcheng Palace, so let's go and rest after you finish the things here. ”

"Thank Emperor Longen!" Gonggong Zhao kowtowed and knelt down to thank him, chanting again and again in his mouth, and when he raised his head, Wen Jingyuan had already left Fenghuan Palace.

"Yanxiang, little pavilion, move the things down, see if there is anything you like left, and send all the ones that you don't have." As soon as Wen Jingyuan's figure disappeared, Concubine Yun immediately put away her charming expression, and left Gonggong Zhao alone in the hall after retiring from others. The corners of her mouth slanted and sneered, Concubine Yun hugged her shoulders and leaned against the wall: "Didn't Gonggong Zhao say last time that he wanted a daughter-in-law?" The palace has already suggested to the emperor euphemistically, and the emperor promised to reward you with the master of Xiaohua Pavilion who doesn't know what to do, but don't be too ostentatious. You know, none of the people who are too ostentatious in this palace will end well. ”

Gonggong Zhao patted the dust off his knees, and when he heard Concubine Yun's words, he knelt down again, and his head banged: "Slave Xie Niangniang's great kindness!" In the next life, if you are a cow and a horse, the slave will also repay the kindness of the mother! ”

"Alright, get up, I have something to ask you."

The concubine of Xiaohua Pavilion privately said that Concubine Yun was bewitching Jun Xin and was sued to Concubine Yun, but Concubine Yun did not teach her a lesson directly, but when Gonggong Zhao wanted a "daughter-in-law", she pushed it out, from a concubine to a vase wife of a eunuch, and the life of Concubine Yuan in the future can be imagined.

But Gonggong Zhao doesn't care about these, he can get benefits, and he can make Concubine Yun happy, this kind of good thing that kills two birds with one stone, he would like to come a few more times, who let Concubine Yun plunder the emperor's heart and enjoy three thousand favors alone, and turn this harem into her control? Being able to tie up with Concubine Yun is already one of the things that the masters and slaves up and down the harem look forward to.

"This palace asks you, is that the King of Yongshan the person who took in the Qinglian King before?" Concubine Yun frowned slightly and began to ask.

Zhao Gonggong nodded vigorously: "Exactly." ”

"So did he have any contact with the Qinglian King after that, and what was his attitude towards the Qinglian King? This palace heard that the prince of Dingyuan lost the Qinglian King on the way back with people, according to you, is it possible that the Yongshan King was the one who took the Qinglian King? ”

A series of questions made Zhao Gonggong a little confused, and after sorting out his thoughts for a while, he spoke: "King Yongshan had a relationship with King Qinglian before the death of the first emperor, although he is not a raccoon dog, but he is not as disgusted as other princes and ministers, as for whether he has contacted King Qinglian and whether he is the person who took away King Qinglian, this ...... The minions really can't tell. ”

The fruitless question made Concubine Yun quite disappointed, and she thought about it for a while while playing with the shawl, and suddenly showed a bewitching smile: "The emperor saw that the two princes were in the Yangcheng Palace, right?" It should be too late to get there now. ”

"Niangniang is going to Yangcheng Palace?" Father-in-law Zhao took a deep breath and looked embarrassed, "This ...... If the emperor knew, the slave would ......"

"If there is anything this palace will bear, although rest assured. Besides, the palace didn't plan to let the emperor know, but he just wanted to take a look in the dark to see how many heads the person who dared to take in the Qinglian King was hanging, so he could have some fun when he was bored. After that, Concubine Yun called Yan Xiang to change into a plain dress, and rushed to Yangcheng Hall accompanied by the trembling Zhao Gonggong.

Yangcheng Hall is not far from Fenghuan Palace, it is a special place for the emperor to summon important princes and ministers, Concubine Yun went around the warm pavilion from the back door, and through the carved wooden window, she happened to see a few people in the main hall clearly.

"The news sent back by the prince of Dingyuan has been received, and people are currently being sent to step up their search inside and outside the imperial capital and investigate along the road, and once there is news, they will report back immediately." Wen Moshu responded to Wen Jingyuan's inquiries lightly, and occasionally coughed lightly, obviously older than Wen Mozheng but even thinner.

"Recently, there have been frequent personnel changes in the DPRK and China, and many trivial matters have annoyed King Yongshan, so you should pay more attention to your body in addition to your hard work, and don't let me feel guilty." Wen Jingyuan persuaded without sincerity, and immediately turned his gaze to Wen Mozheng, "King Cijun is too, there is no need to bow down to everything, for example, the matter of punishing corrupt officials and corrupt officials can be handed over to the people below, you have more important things to do—what's going on with the person outside the door?" ”

Wen Mo followed Wen Jingyuan's gaze and looked out, and a woman dressed in maid's clothes outside the hall stood at the door unruly, and when she saw his gaze, she lowered her head in a panic to avoid it.

"Oh, it's someone from my house." Wen Mozheng shook his body to cover Wen Mo's eyes, and covered his smile, "She has never been in the palace, she always asks questions, I see that she is very curious, so I took her in to have a look." ”

Wen Jingyuan retracted his gaze, as if he was a little dissatisfied: "Don't bring people into the palace casually in the future, how can the palace be a place for people to wander around?" It's good to be close to the people, but there must be a limit. ”

"If you know your mistakes, you will never do them again."

The moment Wen Mozheng bowed and saluted, Wen Moshu was still looking towards the door, but the figure was gone, and another gaze like him came faintly through the wooden window, and it took a long time to move away.

"Father-in-law Zhao, who is that woman just now?" Concubine Yun lowered her voice and asked softly.

Gonggong Zhao stood on tiptoe and looked at the door, and shook his head: "I didn't see much at that glance, but didn't King Cijun say it?" It's just a subordinate. ”

"Just a subordinate?" Concubine Yun asked, but she didn't expect Gonggong Zhao to answer, so she suddenly turned around and left Yangcheng Palace, her head tilted slightly, and a sneer hung on her lips, "Do something for this palace." Find someone to keep an eye on King Cijun, especially that maid, this palace wants to know her background and every move, go and do it now! ”

Zhao Gonggong walked on the front foot, and the small pavilion on the back foot followed, probably because he heard Concubine Yun's order just now, and there was a trace of confusion on his green face: "Why does Niangniang care about a subordinate coming?" ”

Concubine Yun didn't answer and asked: "Little Pavilion, you have been in the palace for many years, have you ever seen King Qinglian?" Seeing Xiao Tingzi shaking her head, Concubine Yun snorted coldly: "Forget it, it doesn't matter if you see it or not, anyway, it's useless for her to hide it, even if she turns into ashes, she can recognize it." ”

"Mother is saying...... That maid is the Qinglian King?! Xiao Tingzi was so surprised that he almost cried out, and hurriedly covered his mouth with his hand, the confusion in his eyes became more and more victorious, "But, Niangniang, you haven't seen King Qinglian, how can you conclude that that person is her?" Hiding the court is a big crime to lose his head, even if it is the king of Cijun, he is not so bold, right? ”

"Yes or no, we'll know when this palace tries it." Concubine Yun sneered, and the violet silk turned in the wind, making her look more and more enchanting and ghostly.

After leaving the main gate of Yangcheng Hall in a hurry, her heartbeat has been violent, and she hid behind the roadside rockery and waited for a long time, and when she calmed down a little, she happened to see Wen Mozheng and Wen Moshu coming out of Yangcheng Hall together.

Her current identity is a subordinate of the Cijun Wangfu, and it stands to reason that she should go up and follow Wen Mozheng, but Wen Moshu is beside her, and she can't muster the courage to approach, for fear that she will accidentally expose her feet and expose her identity that she has only hidden with great difficulty - even if Jun Wunian has found a friend who is proficient in the art of disguise to dress her up? If she was close to Wen Moshu, she couldn't control the urge to talk to him at all, and wanted to ask him if he was in good health, if he could continue to take the medicine, and if he had listened to her words and rested.

I want to ask him, did he think of her in the days when she went to northern Xinjiang?