Sima Mo's eyes always fell on the fold in his hand, and he didn't pay attention to Gonggong Jiang on the side.

Seeing this, Gonggong Jiang could only sigh lightly. Since the death of Empress Xiaoxian, His Majesty seems to have changed as if he is a different person, and he rarely sets foot in the harem every day except for dealing with court politics.

Thinking of this, Gonggong Jiang couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

If that incident hadn't happened back then, Your Majesty wouldn't have lived in deep self-reproach.

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……

The sky was getting dark, and soon, the whole palace began to fall into mystery, and the palace lights were gradually lit everywhere, and night had arrived.

In the imperial study, I saw the candlesticks on both sides of the imperial case rattling.

For a whole day, Sima Mo had been in the imperial study to review the folds.

"Your Majesty, it's late at night, it's time for you to rest." Gonggong Jiang reminded softly.

Finally, Sima Mo raised his eyebrows, "What time is it?" ”

"Back to Your Majesty, it's already time." While speaking, Gonggong Jiang picked up the teacup and handed it to Sima Mo, "Your Majesty wants to go back to the dormitory to rest?" Gonggong Jiang asked tentatively.

Sima Mo took the teacup and took a sip, "Let's go back." ”

Gonggong Jiang was overjoyed, and hurriedly opened the two doors of the imperial study, which were originally closed, and shouted softly, "Your Majesty will drive back to the Yongming Palace." ”

Hearing this, the little eunuchs waiting outside the door immediately lined up on both sides, looking at their noses and noses, waiting for the emperor to step out of the imperial study.

"Your Majesty, please." Gonggong Jiang raised his hand.

Sima Mo stepped out of the imperial study, only to see the moonlight in front of the hall, and a burst of flower fragrance wafting in the air on a summer night, which came from the locust tree not far away.

The sword eyebrows were slightly raised, Sima Mo stood on the jade steps, and the stubborn figure of a certain woman seemed to flash in front of him.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty." Gonggong Jiang reminded softly.

When he came back to his senses, Sima Mo pursed his thin lips because of the distraction just now, and at the same time, the words that Li Zhongshuling said at the court meeting suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Swing the Palace of Peace." Sima Mo spoke coldly.

Gonggong Jiang was stunned, and at the end, he reacted, "Yes." ”

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Xianghe Palace.

Under the candlelight, I saw Mrs. Li Ji sitting in front of the dresser, and the beautiful face of Mrs. Li Ji was reflected in the sea beast grape pattern bronze mirror, and Gui Chun, the personal palace maid on the side, was removing the heavy headdress on Mrs. Li Ji's head.

Unloaded the pearl hairpin and jade, and then pulled out the hosta, I saw that Mrs. Li Ji's black hair that was originally pulled up immediately poured down to her waist like a waterfall.

"Madam, your hair is like fine ink, according to the slave maid, looking at the harem, I am afraid that no one can compare to you, Madame."

"How much effort has been spent on this long hair in this palace, naturally no one can compare." Mrs. Li Ji had a slight smugness in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, and when she looked at the long hair like ink in the bronze mirror, she suddenly sighed lightly.

"Madame, what's wrong with you?"

"What's the use of this palace even if it is well maintained, Your Majesty has never seen this palace with a straight eye." Mrs. Li Ji pursed the corners of her lips, "This palace is not like that poppy beauty, in order to attract His Majesty's attention, all kinds of bad means are used, which is simply insulting to his identity." ”

"Madam, please listen to the slave maid, even if this poppy beauty can play some bad tricks, but at least the effect of these bad tricks seems to be really obvious, the slave maid heard that last time the poppy beauty successfully let His Majesty step into the Yunzhao Palace under the pretext of abdominal pain."

"Abdominal pain? She has a lot of tricks. Mrs. Li Ji snorted lightly, "I really know how to pretend." ”