Chapter 122: It's snowing heavily
"Master, do you think this is what the prince ordered his subordinates to prepare for you?"
Her heart "chuckled" inexplicably, and after a moment of silence, she said slowly: "I don't know either." ”
Seeing the Qinxin Pavilion, after entering the courtyard gate of the Qinxin Pavilion, she looked back and saw that the flaming red lanterns were so dazzling in the night, she stopped to watch for a while, and turned around and entered the Qinxin Pavilion.
In Emperor Yan's room, at this time, he stood at the window with his hands in his hands, looking at the place where the red lantern was lit in the courtyard, his eyes were deep, and no one knew what he was thinking in his heart at this time.
At that time, Mingjin pushed the door and walked in, stood behind him respectfully, and arched his hand: "Report to the prince, the princess has entered the Qinxin Pavilion." ”
"Yes." He withdrew his gaze from the distance and said, "Remove all the lanterns." ”
"Yes."
When he was about to turn around and leave, he said, "Styx! ”
"The subordinates are here!" Stygian immediately stopped and replied in a steady voice.
"Tomorrow, we will gather Lord Mu of Shangshu, Lord Cheng of the Imperial Envoy, and Lord Cheng of the Imperial Envoy to see the king. And, let the ministers who were assassinated by the Shadow Mei now be able to do it. ”
His eyes lit up, and he immediately realized the purpose of his move, clasped his hands into fists, and said in a shocking voice: "Yes!" After Shen Jin left, he did not go back to his room to rest, but went back to the Emperor of the Dead Pavilion and told Emperor Yan of his instructions.
"Brother Jin, are you serious about what you say?"
"Naturally!" He said with great interest: "In addition to letting you assassinate those ministers, you should also invite Lord Mu, Lord Cheng and Lord Mi to come to the palace tomorrow to discuss this matter together." ”
"That's great!" Shen Mei said: "The master is finally going to start acting!" "As long as the master starts to act, Assan-sang is undoubtedly in a very embarrassing situation, as long as at this time, she can make a small trick to make Asao-san fall into a place of no return.
"Stymie, we've finally waited for this day!"
"Yes!" "We have followed the master since childhood, know the ambition of the master, and take the ambition of the master as the goal of our efforts, one day, the master ascends the throne, not only the success of the master, but also the success of you and me." ”
"That's nature!"
The next morning, after breakfast, Qiansang came to the gate of the courtyard of Emperor Yan, and on weekdays, she came to the guards and would not stop him, but today he stopped her, and told her: "The prince has no time to see each other at this time, the princess, please go back first, and when the prince has time, we will report and then go to invite the princess to come." ”
But she couldn't wait, because he didn't know if Yan Difeng had already started to act in secret.
"It's okay, I'll just wait."
She waited until noon, and although it was winter, the sun had not yet warmed up, and she had forgotten to take the stove when she went out, and her slender hands had been red from the cold.
Seeing this, the guards couldn't bear it, and said, "The princess will go back first!" It's too cold this day, and you're wearing thin clothes, I'm afraid you can't stand it. ”
"It's okay, I'll wait."
"My lord! Please! ”
Hearing a sound from the courtyard, she hurriedly looked towards the courtyard, only to see the three men led by the brocade towards the door, the faces of the three looked very familiar, she tried to think about it, and immediately knew who they were.
On the day of the wedding, these three people sent priceless gifts to Emperor Yan, the three of them were Lord Shangshu Lingmu, a second-grade official of the court, Lord Yushi Dafu Cheng, a third-grade official from the court, and most of the second-grade officials from the court.
She immediately secretly said that it was not good! Immediately jumped up and climbed over the wall into the courtyard, the guards didn't expect her to be like this, and immediately went to chase her. She took a face-to-face with Ying Jin and the three adults, and immediately ran towards Emperor Yan's room.
"Princess, stop!"
The three ministers subconsciously stopped, glanced in the direction of Qiansang, retracted their eyes and looked at the Ming Jin, Master Mu said: "This ......"
Ming Jin said: "She is the princess's concubine, the three ministers have seen it on the wedding day, and seeing that she is in a hurry, she thinks that there is something important to find the prince, and the adults don't have to take it to heart." ”
"Yes." The three of them looked at each other, then nodded.
Standing steadily in front of the door of Emperor Yan's room, she took a deep breath, calmed down, and then called: "Lord." ”
The door was opened, and he looked at her standing at the door, and said calmly with a calm look in his eyes: "What's the matter?" ”
She said, "May I go in and talk to you?" ”
"You're welcome." He immediately refused indifferently, and then closed the door.
"Lord Wang!" She immediately stepped forward, stopped him from closing the door with her hand, looked into his eyes, and said word by word: "Emperor Yanfeng, give me a chance." ”
"Lord Wang!" Steward Shen came over at this time and said, "There are people from the emperor who come to the palace gate, saying that the prince has made great contributions to the border, and he should be rewarded, and he will be rewarded with a hundred taels of gold and a handle of jade Ruyi." ”
She thought that the emperor's reward was really timely, and immediately looked at him with burning eyes: "Let me in, okay?" ”
The corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer, his eyes moved from her face to Steward Shen's face, and he said in a condensed voice: "Tell the people who come to give rewards that there is no shortage of these things in this king's welfare, and let them take them back how they got them." ”
"Yes!" Steward Shen answered and turned around to do it.
"Steward Shen! Wait a minute! She looked at Steward Shen, who stood and shouted, and immediately said to Emperor Yan: "This is the emperor's reward for you, you should accept it!" ”
"Whether you accept it or not, you don't need to make a decision for this king." After finishing speaking, he motioned to Steward Shen to do so.
Steward Shen glanced at Qiansang apologetically and left in a hurry.
"Steward Shen!" She called out, but saw Steward Shen's figure disappear at the turn of the mansion gate. Retracted his eyes, looked at Emperor Yan, and said, "Why are you doing this?" ”
He looked at her and said, "Why don't you know it very well?" After speaking, he looked at her hand on the door, and said, "If you don't know why, you won't be here." ”
"Can you not do this?"
He hooked his lips and smiled, simply closed the door, and looked at him for a long time, his eyes were full of interest: "Qiansang, are you begging this king?" ”
After struggling in her heart for a moment, she nodded slowly and lowered her voice: "Yes, I beg you, don't do anything that hurts Yan Lingguo, okay?" ”
"Since it is to ask for the king, you should have the posture of asking for the king."
"......" she looked up at him puzzled: "You ......"
His eyes narrowed slightly, and his face showed displeasure: "Do you even need this king to teach you?" ”
Immediately, her cheeks flushed, and she looked down at her toes, imagining the temperature of her knees touching the ground. She did, her knees bent little by little, until they touched the cold ground, and a biting chill pierced into her knees like an awl, and the ground was much colder than she had imagined.
He stared at her, and after a moment, closed the door.
She glanced up at the closed door, still kneeling.
After noon, the sky began to drift snowflakes, one by one snowflakes fell to the ground like elves, but the light snow can become a scenery to watch, the heavy snow is to provoke everyone to close the doors and windows tightly, save one or two pieces of drifting into the house, dyeing the house for a burst of coldness.