When he got up in the morning, Mo Lan was combing his hair, Zi Fei panted and pushed the door into the house, and said happily: "Mo Lan, tell you good news!" Mo Lan picked the glazed cuibian hairpin and carefully tied the green silk, lining her eyes bright, like stars, she got up and smiled: "Why don't you let me guess?" ”

"You know that, too!"

Mo Lan nodded, picked out the palace-made white and red collar placket printed gowns from the cabinet and put them on, and said with a smile: "This morning, the queen issued a decree to give the Agarwood Hall as Zhang Cairen's dormitory. In the end, it was the palace people who went out of Renming Palace, and Shanggong Niangniang's face also shone, and she allowed everyone to go to congratulate and invite Anli. ”

With that, the two walked out of the residence hand in hand and went to the Agarwood Palace.

The agarwood hall is on the west side of the Changqiu Palace, which is a partial hall. Concubine Feng Xian lived in the Changqiu Palace, and had a daughter, named Youwu, who was given the title of Princess of Lu at the age of two and died at the age of three. The princess loves to laugh and not cry when she is there, and she is very pleased with Zhao Zhen, and Concubine Feng Xian has also been promoted from Jieyu to one of the five concubines, and has a monopoly on the word "Xian" in Gui, Shu, De, Xian, and Chen.

Since the princess, for several years, Zhao Zhen didn't even want to pass by the Changqiu Palace, and he was not even allowed to mention the word Lu Guo. Once in the early dynasty, a minister called Lu Caiguo to sneeze in the court due to the wind and cold, Zhao Zhen asked, heard him say that his surname was Lu, and there was a national character behind him, so he was not angry, and beat him hard before he was relieved.

After all, it was when he was young, and Zhao Zhen regretted it when he thought about it later, but he didn't show it, but he was no longer close to Concubine Feng Xian. Of course, the new Zhang Cairen didn't know about these subtle affairs, and he was quite proud to live next to the concubine.

Lang Yue changed the outfit of a talented person, she was wrapped in a crimson cloud fei makeup satin butterfly gauze skirt, the wind rose, and the skirt was sprinkled like the crimson smoke at dusk, which fascinated the viewer. She combed her frightened bun, her temples were decorated with duck green dots and green butterfly hairpins, and there were gold silk beads on her forehead hanging between her eyebrows and eyes.

Seeing the two of them entering the hall, she hurriedly greeted them, stopped them from saluting, and said with a red face: "Excuse me." ”

Mo Lan finished saluting according to the rules and said with a smile: "When I heard the news, I can't wait to fly over to see you immediately, and I can't even take care of breakfast." It's so good, congratulations, talented lady, you are as beautiful as a fairy today. ”

Zifei quipped: "If it's not good-looking, can it be liked by the officials?" ”

Lang Yue took the hands of the two and smiled: "You are poor." ”

At this time, a palace maid called Liluo to come over and ask Andao: "Cairen, breakfast has been prepared." ”

Langyue couldn't think of herself as a mother for a while, and she didn't know how to answer, showing a timid look. It's not like that, and he said, "What are you preparing?" ”

Liluo replied respectfully: "Millet lily and red date porridge, purple ginseng pheasant soup, quail crystal tart, crab dumplings and four kinds of pickled melons and fruits. ”

Zifei frowned, "I thought I could eat abalone and bird's nest porridge every day as a mother!" It was an unintentional word, but Liluo said: "If the mother wants to drink, you can tell the kitchen to prepare it tomorrow." ”

Lang Yue took out the mother's pie at this time, "You go and set up three dishes and chopsticks first." ”

"Yes."

Seeing that the pear fell, Zifei squeezed his eyes at Langyue, "Rongyue, you are majestic now, is it all up to you in this palace?" Moran reprimanded: "Don't call Niangniang Xiaozi anymore and let others see the joke." ”

Zhang Cairen had no trouble, and smiled, "In this hall, naturally I have the final say." ”

There was a faint arrogance between the words, and Zi Fei had a few more admiration for Lang Yue.

Moran and Zifei had breakfast, rested for a while, and were about to leave. Langyue couldn't get along with them day and night, and didn't know when she would be able to see them again, so she was reluctant to give up, and deliberately wanted to avoid those who congratulated her, so she said, "Then I'll send one to you." ”