The palace maid lit the sleep spices, Chu Yi leaned on the soft collapse to rest, he was lying quietly on the bed at this moment, like a frightened young man, he was nervous and tired, he really needed a good rest, he held her hand tightly, and did not let go until he fell asleep.

Chu Yi gave her the same feeling as his person, with a little tragedy, but the methods were cruel and unpitiful. But what monarch from ancient times to the present day has not been like this? It is logical for them to dominate the world to use other people's blood to establish his hegemony, and to some extent, Chu Ye did nothing wrong, and the emperor should be like this.

She is just a person from modern times, and she can't accept this bloody regime system in ancient times.

Chu Yi's personality doesn't seem to be suitable for being a monarch, he has ruthless means but no broad mind, although he is right, he is biased.

This is inseparable from his youthful experience, Chu Ci gave him life and created such a character as him.

Rong Qi sat for a while, and Chu Yi seemed to be asleep.

As soon as she stood up and wanted to leave, the door of the imperial study was carefully opened, and then a palace beauty walked in.

Rong Qi casually raised his eyes, couldn't help but be startled, his eyes couldn't take his eyes off anymore, the woman was wearing a very orthodox dress, an apricot yellow undershirt, a red floor robe, she had a face reflecting the snow in the morning glow, a pair of eyes like a cold pool, with a hint of mist in the depths, the gentle sideburns were luxurious buns, and the whole person stood there like a delicate flower, as if people would never get tired of looking at it.

She does have a breath-taking beauty, but what surprised Rong Qi was not this, when Rong Qi first saw her, it was like looking in the mirror.

The dress and dress on this woman's body are exactly the same as the last time she entered the palace, and even the facial features on her face are roughly similar to her, only by looking carefully can you find that she is different from her, the clothes on the woman's body do not have the cloud pattern and noble phoenix that symbolize the royal family, and the facial features are also a little more delicate and soft than Rong Qi, and the apricot eyes are not as delicate as her slender eyes.

If Rong Qi hadn't known that there were only two people left in the Chu family, Chu Rongqi and Chu Yi, she would definitely regard this person as the sister of the eldest princess Rong Qi.

The person behaved very ordinary, there was no expression of surprise on his face, he seemed to think that she was a very normal thing here, her movements and expressions were so calm and elegant, whether it was a gesture or a gentle and virtuous taste, I don't know how it would compare with the previous eldest princess, but now it seems to be far stronger than her fake princess.

This seems to be the real lady of ancient times.

She took a few steps forward and was about to salute Rong Qi, Rong Qi hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop it, the emperor slept very lightly, they just exchanged glances with each other in silence, and then acted separately.

Rong Qi walked out of the door, and Jinxiu stood behind the door with a cloak stunned, obviously shocked by the beauty who had just entered the house.

Seeing Rong Qi, he hurriedly put the cloak in his hand on Rong Qi's shoulder, and the two of them left the imperial study for a distance, and Jin Xiucai whispered: "Princess, the daughter of Lord Zhao is really a little similar to you." ”

If you remove the decorations on her body that deliberately imitate her, that person should have a five-point resemblance to the eldest princess.

"The slave maid has long heard that Lord Zhao's daughter has entered the palace to accompany her, but she has never seen it."

Rong Qi was a little curious, "What's her name?" ”

"Zhao Yu, everyone says that she is, the first talented woman in the summer."

How strange it is that the first talented girl in the summer is somewhat similar to a notorious princess. It's just that this Zhao Yu seems to have a character that matches her appearance, Rong Qi smiled slightly, if it weren't for her authority, the most prosperous place in the capital should be this young lady's mansion!

"Although the saint did not make her a concubine, he also treated her very much."

This is right, without Chu Yi's summons, it would be impossible for this Zhao Yu to appear in the imperial study at this hour, but since Chu Yi likes her, why didn't he include her in the harem. Thinking of Zhao Yu's somewhat similar faces to her, Rong Qi always felt strange in his heart.

If she asked the praise painting in her house to see this Miss Zhao Yu, I don't know what the reaction would be. Will he lament his miserable situation even more?

Even as women, she and Jinxiu inevitably can't take their eyes off. The horse, Ruizi, and Wen Jingchu will probably be amazed when they see her! Such a beautiful and talented woman is hard to find in the world.

Holding back his thoughts, Rong Qi raised his head.

At this time, it was already the moon.

Rong Qi stopped, "Jinxiu, take a walk with me." ”

Jinxiu answered, picked up the lantern and walked beside her.

Rong Qi doesn't like the atmosphere in the palace very much, there are exactly the same buildings everywhere, the smell of artificiality is strong, and the magnificent palace gives you a feeling of breathlessness, if she stays in the palace every day, she will probably be restless.

The only place in the palace that is a little tender is this Ningxia Palace, the overall line of the palace is a little rounded, there is a peach blossom forest not far from the palace, the evening breeze is blowing, and the faint fragrance of peach blossoms comes to the nose.

Rong Qi stood in the peach blossom forest for a while, as if she was a little bored, so she took out a brush from her sleeve and played with it on her fingertips, which had just circled her fingers twice.

A helpless voice sounded, "Okay, okay, can't I come out?" ”

Really saved the manuscript*********************

You need to recharge your energy and write well.

Alas, the master of the miserable fate.

In fact, if you are already sleepy, you can't write another 500 words.

The classmates all slept with rice.

Originally, there was not enough to add more land, but when I saw the messages of my classmates, I couldn't bear it.

Cast***.

Hold on for another half an hour and pound the ground.