Sima Mo raised his eyebrows, just moved his lips away, did not drink, and then his gaze fell on the white porcelain bowl on the carpet, "What's going on?" ”

"Your Majesty, don't you know, those maids are all clumsy, and the decoction that has just been boiled is not known to be put aside for a while before being presented, so that the concubine was almost burned to the ...... just now."

As soon as she talked about the palace maids just now, Yu Mei's heart was angry, so she gushed endlessly.

"That's it!" Sima Mo said in a deep voice, "Aren't you suffering from unbearable abdominal pain?" Why do I see that you speak so energetically? ”

"Your Majesty, you finally came here, the concubine wants to talk to Your Majesty more." Yu Meiren was coquettish, "Moreover, Your Majesty, you haven't come once for so long, the concubines are almost unable to live, and the attitude of those grandmothers towards the concubines is very bad, just a few days ago, the concubines met Mama Liu, who used to be an errand by the side of the concubine, in the plum garden, and Mama Liu saw the concubines, and they didn't bow down......"

The poppy beauty gushed again, and Sima Mo's handsome face became colder and colder, "Enough!" He got up, "I suddenly remembered that there was still a batch of notes that had not been reviewed, and since you had abdominal pain, you should rest for yourself." With that, he walked away.

"Your Majesty, aren't you going to stay overnight in Yunzhao Palace??" Yu Meiren nervously stepped forward and grabbed Sima Mo's sleeve robe.

"Next time." When the words fell, he brushed his sleeves away.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! ”

The next day, Sima Mo, who had fallen from the early dynasty, wore a crown of twelve white jade beads, a bright yellow gold-rimmed dragon pattern crown dress, and the hem of the crown dress fluctuated slightly during walking, as if the real dragon in the sky descended to earth, rolling over.

Stepping into the imperial study, Sima Mo changed into a regular suit under the service of the palace maids, waved away the palace maids and little eunuchs behind him, leaving only Gonggong Jiang to serve by his side, and then fell into the throne and began to review the folds. Only then did I open the fold, only to see him at a glance and ten lines, and soon pursed his thin lips.

This excerpt was presented by the Imperial Historian in the morning, and it was about the vicious incident of the Beiyue Kingdom repeatedly trying to provoke a major war under the pretext of causing trouble on the border of the Dajin Dynasty.

In recent years, Beiyue Kingdom has become more and more presumptuous, and if you don't try to stop it, I'm afraid it will become even more rampant.

Sima Mo's eyes flashed, and he seemed to have made a decision in his heart.

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With the advent of the summer solstice, the palace soon ushered in the annual cherry blossom viewing party, and this year's cherry blossom viewing party was located in the Hibiscus Garden on the east side of the palace.

"Sister Jin, let's hurry up, this flower viewing party has begun." Ruyi took Murong Jin's hand and walked all the way.

"Ruyi, there are flower viewing meetings every year, and we haven't seen it, so why be in such a hurry."

"Sister Jin, this time is different, this time it is rumored that His Majesty will also come to participate in the flower viewing party, how can we miss it?" As he spoke, there was a hint of expectation on Ruyi's face.

Every year, the emperor usually does not appear at the flower viewing party, but this year it is rumored that the emperor will also participate, and last time because of the imperial garden, she has never really seen the emperor's holy face, so this time, she must take a good peek.

Hearing this, Murong Jin just smiled and shook his head.

Soon, the two walked along Longwei Road, passed through Danfeng Gate, and then passed through the stone arch bridge before coming to the Furong Garden on the east side of the palace.

Strange flowers are sparkling, rockeries and strange rocks, and there are flowers everywhere.

Tonight, the palace lamps in the verandah and pavilions of Furong Garden were hung high, and all the concubines were obviously dressed up deliberately.