Many years later, Sun Qingyang still remembers the early summer of the eighth year of Yongle, when she first entered the palace at the age of eight.

The palace that circles and twists and turns, scatters and overlaps endlessly, the blue tile gold bricks in the hall, the rainbow beam embroidered columns, the wall plaque, the birds and birds are painted, the colors are gorgeous. Sitting in the inner courtyard, the small oil cart with green drapery looked out, Sun Qingyang only felt that Guihu carved beams, and the orchid room and pepper room were full of splendor, and Xiaojing Liyun.

This time, Longlou Fengge Nine Cities, it is difficult to see my father and mother again.

Although Sun Qingyang was melancholy in his heart, he didn't dare to show it on his face, this place is no better than at home, everywhere is like walking on thin ice, and if there is a slight difference, it is life and death.

Mrs. Peng Chengbo, who was in the same car, saw that although Sun Qingyang was young, he looked calm and calm along the way, as if this Qionglou Pavilion was familiar, and she was secretly happy in her heart.

At the beginning, because this girl had a good reputation and was from her hometown, she had the intention of keeping it for the emperor's eldest grandson Zhu Zhanji in her own heart, and when she cleaned up and responded to Tianfu on the way, she couldn't help but feel remorseful, after all, the emperor's eldest grandson's relatives, not to mention herself, even the crown prince and the princess can't be the master, her decision is good or bad, it's really unpredictable.

seemed to be aware of Mrs. Peng Chengbo's thoughts, Sun Qingyang on the side stretched out his hand to hold her hand, saw her looking sideways at herself, raised her head and smiled, her bright smile was like a warm sun, a childlike innocence, which made people love and pity.

This girl, as if there is no sorrow, although she does not talk much along the way, but her eyebrows are loose, even if she occasionally shows her longing, but whenever someone looks at her, she always smiles, and the heart of the person who calls her is also happy.

Picturesque and smart and lovely, such a girl is like a pearl in a box, and the night can't block her light, she just follows the trend, even if she can't be raised in the East Palace, it's good to be with her granddaughter.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Peng Chengbo squeezed the little hand in her hand and said gently: "Have you remembered all the things that you taught you before?" ”

"Remember, don't worry, Madame, Qingyang will not live up to Madame's kindness."

Hearing such a confident answer, Mrs. Peng Chengbo felt even more at ease.

Of course, Mrs. Peng Chengbo didn't know that before Sun Qingyang left home, her mother Dong specially warned her that going out is not as capricious as at home, and that she should be cautious in her words and deeds, and she must not be disgusted by her sad face, she is originally a smart person, so she naturally understands her mother's worries, and knows that the safety and glory of her parents and brothers at home are closely related to her from now on.

If you don't like it, don't complain.

Thinking of his mother's advice, Sun Qingyang walked more and more calmly, and he didn't show any apprehension.

Entering the Changle Palace, under the Danqi, Sun Qingyang looked at his nose and nose, and his nose looked at his heart, and he took two steps behind Mrs. Peng Chengbo, and saluted in a dignified manner.

Salute to the emperor, naturally three bows and nine bows, while the palace maid who was sensitive early in the morning took the brocade mat and put it on her knees when they had not knelt down, and when they finished kowtowing, another palace maid stepped forward to pick up the two.

The palace maids all held their breath when they were doing things.

Dozens of people sitting and standing in the hall were silent.

Here, if you make a mistake and take a wrong step, I am afraid that you will be doomed.

Sun Qingyang was shocked when he saw it, and he even responded with twelve points of spirit.

"Courtiers (concubines) see the emperor, see all the mothers, long live the emperor, long live the mother, long live the mother.

"This is a gathering of your own family, you don't need to be so polite, you can be even. The little girl looked up and showed me. ”

Sun Qingyang raised his head, and everyone felt that their eyes were bright, Sun Qingyang was wearing a white thin silk shirt, a lotus pink dress, pink carving, and his black and thick hair hung down on his shoulders, smooth and lovely. At a glance, I can't find anything lacking, although I am a villain, I try my best to put on a dignified posture, and my forehead is distinct, which makes people fascinated.