In the early morning, the stone bell had not yet sounded.

Ling Yun stepped out of the palace door under Shang Xi's service, Su Jinyu was still asleep, and the slightly raised corners of his mouth made him look back again and again.

Last night, they hugged each other and slept together. Ling Yun was afraid that she would freeze, so she deliberately sent the palace maid to add a few more bedding, and from a distance, she actually pressed her thin body into the futon, so small.

"Your Majesty, the Imperial Garden has been prepared, and after retiring from the dynasty, the civil and military officials will wait for the emperor there." Shang Xi walked behind Ling Yun and whispered today's itinerary.

Today is the draft ceremony, and the show girls of these families have gathered in the Chuxiu Palace to take care of everything, just waiting for the emperor's order.

The empty corridor was stained with the cold air of the early morning, and Ling Yun's steady steps couldn't help but be messy. How is he going to be good the harem that has been calm for all these years is going to be chaotic when he thinks about it, his head hurts slightly.

The sharp-eyed Shang Xi saw Ling Yun shaking his shoulders, and hurriedly came up to hold his arm, greeting with concern, "Your Majesty, but you are cold?" ”

Ling Yun raised his chin, pushed Shang Xi's arm away with a wry smile, and quickened his pace towards the Jinluan Palace.

This year's winter is a little later than usual, and the sunshine is shining, but it erases the deliberate cold and teaches people to feel lovesick.

With the ringing of these three dull bells, Su Jinyu opened her sleeping eyes leisurely, reached out and touched the head of the mantis next to the pillow, and the warmth on her fingertips had not yet dissipated, but its owner was nowhere to be found.

She pushed away the uncomfortable bedding on her body, and suddenly the cold air came from all around, and her hands and feet were cold, and she hurriedly pulled the futon in front of her body.

Just when she was still in a state of ignorance, Qingyun, dressed in a dark green wide-sleeved skirt, slowly moved in from the entrance of the hall, her face was a little better than a few days ago, her bright eyes were filled with sorrow, and the silver hairpin on her hair announced that she had regained her original identity.

Qingyun took the dress from behind the screen and hung it on her arm, and when she saw Su Jinyu, she barely squeezed out a smile, "But woke up?" When she returned after a few days away, she found that a lot had changed. Facing Su Jinyu, she didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

Su Jinyu turned her head sideways, and when she caught a glimpse of Qingyun looking at her with a smile on her face, she quickly got up from the bed, knelt down on the carpet in horror, and said weakly, "Auntie......"

She buried her head so low that she didn't even dare to look directly into Qingyun's eyes. This was the first time she had a feeling of being a thief, for fear that Qingyun would look down on her.

"It's cold on the ground, so get up and put on your clothes first. Jinyu, don't worry about these haves or not, since I've come here, I'll know about it. Qingyun leaned over to help Su Jinyu up and handed the shirt and skirt on her arm in front of her.

The Yonghe Hall was the emperor's resting place, and no concubine could spend the night here. She Su Jinyu was obviously an accident, what kind of state did Ling Yun love her to be, Qingyun stared at Su Jinyu's face suspiciously.

For her, he not only pardoned her for the capital crime of fornication, but also restored her status as a female official, all of which came from Su Jinyu. She let out a long breath, and after today, she didn't know what would happen to tomorrow's harem.

Su Jinyu dressed everything silently, and the green silk that had not yet been rolled up hung down behind her waist.

"Auntie, you're finally back here. Without you, look what this palace has become like in chaos. Su Jinyu smiled and took Qingyun's hand and looked around.

"The grace of dripping water should be reciprocated with a spring, Jinyu, in the harem, my aunt doesn't want you to be too affectionate, the emperor ...... him" Qingyun looked at Su Jinyu, she really didn't know how to tell her the news.

The triennial draft ceremony will be held in a few hours at the Imperial Garden. And she has just received the emperor's favor, indulging in this beautiful world, and she can't accept this bad news.

As soon as Su Jinyu heard Qingyun mention this word, the smile on her face gradually stiffened, until it was replaced by a sorrowful face, "Today is the day of his draft, aunt, Jinyu is a humble palace maid who is not worthy of his noble status." In my world, love is love, the future is far away for me to think, now I just want to do my best to fulfill this love, I don't want to hurt anyone anymore. As she spoke, she suddenly raised her chin and smiled with a smile on her lips.

She is a humble palace maid, and she can be favored by him wholeheartedly, what else can she hope for? Although the days in the palace are short, she still understands this, since ancient times, the famous family will be married to the daughter of a poor family as a wife.

She laughed unnaturally a few times, causing Qingyun to freeze in place.

If she says that her love is bitter, then Su Jinyu's love is not. Wandering between the two places, waiting for three years, she has not had time to get more favor, and the sweetheart is about to fall asleep with other women.

Qingyun pursed her lips and didn't say anything more, she was more rational than she imagined, she hugged Su Jinyu's body lightly, "Your Majesty, he loves you, even if there is a queen, this love will not change in the slightest." ”