The thick clouds on the horizon gradually joined together, hanging in the sky with difficulty, as if they could be torn off with a little tearing, revealing the endless sky inside.

The palace shrouded in gloomy clouds makes people feel oppressive and cramped, and even breathing is especially difficult.

A root was captured, which made Liu Yuan restless. She used three or two flower candy early in the morning, but her stomach was empty but she didn't feel hungry, she only felt tired, but she stubbornly refused to go to bed to rest, leaning on the royal bed and closing her eyes to recuperate.

It was already past noon, and Liu Yuan had not yet freshened up, and the gouache floated on her cheeks, like a layer of heavy armor, covering her entirely.

Wan Bao stood like a shadow on the side, and there was no sound at all. After many years of serving Liu Yuan, he has practiced Wanbao's good skills. He could stand still for three or five hours, as he did now, and his breath did not affect his heart and lungs.

Liu Yuan has not passed on the meal, and Wanbao does not dare to go down to eat, for fear that Liu Yuan will wake up and not find him.

Wan Bao silently lifted his eyelids and looked out through the Ming Wa. What exactly he was looking at, Wan Bao didn't know.

The concubine Niangniang said that one day she would accept the congratulations of hundreds of officials in the Hall of Light. Now it seems that it is nothing more than wishful thinking on the part of the concubine. The square sky above the head of the concubine is about to collapse, and his life path is about to come to an end.

At the end of the road, the hero is short of breath.

The pathos and sorrow that arose in Wan Bao's chest were about to break his heartstrings.

The concubine who closes her eyes and sleeps is even more sad, right? Wanbao thought to himself.

This is indeed the case.

Liu Yuan was half-asleep and half-awake, in a trance, as if she was in the temple of light, Liu Yuan straightened her back, did not squint, and strode towards the dragon chair with a proud attitude of looking at all things. That was the ultimate direction she thought about day and night, and couldn't ask for it.

The hall was silent, and Liu Yuan could only hear the sound of her own heartbeat, which was excited because she finally got what she wanted.

In the final analysis, she is the one who laughs the last and laughs the most.

However, Liu Yuan has been gone for a long time, but she is always one step away from the dragon chair. It's so close and within reach, why can't she get close?

Liu Yuan was unwilling to lie down, gritted her teeth and strode forward, walking faster and faster.

Ironically, until she was exhausted, she was still one step behind, just one step.

Liu Yuan cried and grabbed the ground, bitterly Chen Shang's injustice, and the way of heaven had no eyes.

Just when she was counting all the hardships and obstacles she had experienced along the way, she suddenly heard Wanbao call her: "Niangniang? Empress? Hou Ye asked to see him. ”

Hou Ye? Liu Yuan frowned, which Hou Ye?

Oh! Her good uncle, Liu Weifeng.

Liu Yuan took a breath, woke up slowly, and said, "Uncle is here?" Sleepy-eyed looked around, and then realized that everything was a dream.

Fortunately, it's a dream!

Liu Yuan curled the corners of her lips and laughed at herself.

"Niangniang, Master Hou asks to see you." Wan Bao was afraid that she didn't hear clearly, so he repeated it again.

"Oh, bring him in and talk." Liu Yuan helped the golden hairpin with the silk inlaid with the jade rabbit in the hair, and the cherry mouth that was depicted quietly had disappeared. Sleepless all night, Liu Yuan, who was wearing shabby makeup, was like a willow flower falling in autumn, and her brilliance was lost.

Wan Bao bowed down and whispered, "Is it okay for the slave to serve the maid and the maid?" ”

"It's fine." Liu Yuan caressed her cheeks in amazement, and her eyes showed a hint of loneliness, "Take the twelve torn skirts." ”

The more difficult it is at all times, the more we can't afford to lose the battle.

Liu Yuan regained her spirits, her neck was straight, like a proud swan, and she ordered in a deep voice: "Serve your uncle some good tea and let him eat it slowly." ”

In recent days, due to Pei Renkui's urging twists and turns, Liu Weifeng has become more and more peaceful and low-key. He also rarely met with Liu Yuan. However, all this is just an illusion deliberately created by Liu Weifeng.

Behind the scenes, Liu Weifeng has done a lot of work.

Including firmly controlling Du Qianping in the prison of the Criminal Department, as well as secretly watching the movements in the palace, His Majesty the Emperor's intentions, and so on. If it is said that His Majesty the Emperor thoroughly investigated the bandits in the northwest, which made Liu Weifeng thirsty to dig a well, and he was caught off guard, and even almost couldn't parry, then at this time, his wrestling with His Majesty the Emperor had just begun.

Liu Weifeng pretended to be sick, and during the period of concentrating on practicing calligraphy in the house, he did have the intention of retreating, wanting to stay away from the disturbance and strife and recuperate for the rest of his life. However, when Liu Yuan confided the word "killing the king", it instantly ignited the fire of desire in Liu Weifeng's chest. Through the raging flames, Liu Weifeng looked at the glory of the Liu family from generation to generation.

And he is the ancestor who achieved that great cause. Therefore, he must not sit still.

The hustle and bustle of the world is all for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is all for profit.

Hustle and bustle, walking in the world, you must think and do something.

Friends are for profit, for power, for power. Liu Weifeng promised them the benefits of power. Liu Weifeng secretly gathered all the people who could be deployed in the army into one place, selected capable and brave generals from them, sat on the armor, and waited for the opportunity.

At present, His Majesty the Emperor has set up chariots and horses to deal with the army, and he has forced them into a corner.

There is no way back, there is no way back!

Liu Weifeng has made up his mind and will not change it. The color of confusion has completely faded from Liu Wei's wind, replaced by steadfastness and unwavering.

After eating about three or four teas, Liu Yuan, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes, was late.

Liu Weifeng put down the teacup and glanced at Liu Yuan, who was rich and elegant in everything from makeup to costumes, and couldn't help but be suspicious.

The two sat down, Liu Weifeng went straight in, and asked in a deep voice:

"Niangniang, I heard that something big happened in the palace last night, right?"

Liu Yuan, who was rejuvenated, calmly picked up the teacup and took a shallow bite. Dressing up, the project is huge, and it is really tiring.

The hot tea soup falls into the stomach, and Liu Yuan's heart and lungs are ironed. Only then did Shi Shiran speak: "Yes." The uncle was really deaf and clear-sighted, and it didn't take long for him to know where the wind was blowing in the palace. As he spoke, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and the carefully drawn cherry mouth was sipped into a gorgeous spring flower, which was pleasing to the eye.

"Mother, what's going on?" Liu Weifeng was suspicious of a dark ghost, lest His Majesty the Emperor would hear the clues.

Liu Yuan put down the teacup, and her fingers painted with Yin Hongkou Dan raised slightly, "This matter has nothing to do with my uncle. The tone was slightly impatient, as if he didn't want to talk more.

Liu Weifeng heard what she said, knowing that it was not interesting to ask again, so he sullenly picked up the tea cup and poured two sips.

"Uncle, eat slowly. It is good to cover the top, and you can live up to it by tasting it carefully. Liu Yuan couldn't see Liu Weifeng chewing peonies, her eyebrows and eyes were bent, and she said angrily.

When Liu Weifeng heard this, he sighed disapprovingly, and said, "Jingshanfang Xie Mansion is full of these things." The implication is that Liu Yuan took the hood that was regarded as a precious thing, but it couldn't get into Xie Jiu's eyes.

Hearing this, the corners of Liu Yuan's raised lips suddenly fell, and her eyes were cold, "Xie Jiu is as luxurious as Xu Hao, where does the money come from?" Is there no one to take care of it? ”

"Tube?" Liu Weifeng sneered: "He is neither a traitor nor an official in the court, who cares about him?" What's more, where does his money come from and what does it have to do with people?

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Liu Weifeng knew that Liu Yuan was not only dissatisfied with Xie Jiu, but also had a lot of jealousy in it. He didn't say this to Xie Jiu, but to tell Liu Yuan that at the moment, don't care about what shouldn't be managed, don't care about what shouldn't be ignored, and work hard to achieve the great cause.