Ke Xiran saw clearly, the cold shadow who had been following King Chen lowered his head and was talking to the woman outside the door, his face was very respectful.

Ke Xiran felt that his legs were about to turn into two noodles.

Woman!!! Is there really a woman in King Chen's mansion!! And he saw it today! Ke Xiran felt that his luck was really good!

Especially when Leng Ying's gaze glanced over coldly, Ke Xiran instantly felt that his neck was cold, and he reached out and touched it tremblingly, feeling that his head was still on his neck, his face trembled with fright, and he hurriedly lowered his head and ran out as if he didn't see anything.

Chu Qing kept an appropriate distance from Leng Ying, she had just returned from Feng Tian's mansion, and she might have the plague virus on her body. Originally, she still wanted to ask Jun Qingchen about something, but now I'm afraid she can't.

She must now go back to her courtyard and burn the garment as soon as possible.

Yu Linglong didn't know where to go, but it was okay, and it saved her from worrying!

Chu Qing returned to his courtyard and never came out again, and after Leng Ying reported to Jun Qingchen, he retreated, completely ignoring the corners of his eyes that were almost cramping as Wuchen signaled.

After the cold shadow went down, Wuchen stood there with cold sweat on his forehead. The resentment that floated over the master from time to time was a little ferocious, and he really wanted to run out immediately, but he didn't dare!

After a while, I heard the soft hum of the master.

In the silent Tianlu Dynasty, only the palace is still brightly lit, including the Chaofeng Hall of Empress Murong Xin. In the center of the hall, a wisp of fragrance wafts out from the exquisitely carved hollow furnace. Murong Xin was dressed in a pale yellow palace robe, with a complicated and complicated queen hair in a loose bun, a strand of long hair draped behind him, and a few golden hairpins on his head. Although she is nearly thirty years old, her face is well maintained, and her phoenix eyes are hanging down, and she doesn't know what she is thinking.

Xianglian, the first-class palace maid beside Murong Xin, carefully threw the small piece of spice in her hand into the hollow furnace, and then took the white fungus lotus seed soup in the hands of the little palace maid next to her and walked in front of the queen: "Niangniang, you haven't eaten for a day after you have been tired. It is not advisable to eat too much at night, and the slave maid has prepared some soup for you to moisten your throat. ”

Murong Xin lowered his eyelids, and suddenly chuckled: "Even if this palace is perfectly maintained, what can it do?" ”

Xianglian pursed her lips, and listened to Murong Xin's self-deprecation and mockery of others: "How about doing more?" How thoughtful is it? No matter how much the palace does, it can't lift the word Murong that is pressed in the emperor's heart. ”

Xianglian was anxious: "Niangniang." "Beware of the ears on the wall!

"Afraid of what?" Murong Xin raised his eyelids to look at her, his eyes were clear, without the slightest grievance or tears. If it was in the past, she might have troubled herself because of a little thing. can be immersed in the harem for many years, and she has already practiced invincible. Stretching out her hand, she stroked her hair gracefully, she no longer looked at Xianglian: "Today, the emperor went to her, and she was afraid that it was too late to be happy." Where did you get the time to come to the main palace to listen to the root of the wall? With her temperament, I'm afraid that the kung fu at this time has already scolded the maids in front of the palace gate, just waiting for the people in the palace to pass! ”

Xianglian's heart hurt slightly, she grew up with Miss since she was a child, how could she not know that her heart had already broken under such a strong surface? But what the queen said was the truth, she put aside the white fungus lotus seed porridge, walked behind Murong Xin, and slowly slapped her shoulders: "No matter how arrogant Concubine Wen is, it is absolutely impossible for her to climb on your head." The eleventh prince was not born to her, if she didn't take advantage of her youth, would she still want to expect the eleventh prince to honor her when she was old? ”

The personality of the eleventh prince, Murong Xin can be said to know better than anyone else. The whole is a gentleman in the garb of a prince. However, in the deep palace, everything cannot only be seen on the surface.

She sighed slightly, and only said slowly after a while: "Doesn't the Queen Mother have any instructions recently?" Although this is a banquet organized by the Tianlu Dynasty, it is her own birthday after all. The old queen mother loves power very much, she knows better than anyone else. Now that there is no movement all of a sudden, it is really strangely tight.

"I heard that the Queen Mother was shocked on the day of the reception banquet, and she hasn't recovered until now." Xianglian's thumping hand paused slightly, approached Murong Xin slightly, and whispered, "Do you need slaves and maids to dredge up?" ”

"No need," Murong Xin raised one hand to support his chin, looked at the ethereal light smoke, and suddenly smiled: "Is there a brocade sticker sent to the harem today?" ”

"What Niangniang said is the excerpt of the brocade details sent by the Shangyi Bureau?"

"Yes," Murong Xin raised her hand, Xianglian stopped her movements, walked to her and held Murong Xin who got up with both hands, she walked gracefully to the window, looked at the moon behind a touch of dark clouds, and chuckled: "There is still half a moon on the birthday of the Queen Mother's aunt, and now it is gradually autumn, and the Shangyi Bureau is afraid that it will also see this point before sending the fold over." She paused, and her voice was a little deep: "The Queen Mother's body is tough, if this palace chooses fabrics for her without authorization, she is afraid that she will not be happy." However, if you don't choose, it should be unfilial piety. After the emperor knows, maybe it's time to reprimand the palace again. ”

Xianglian's mind moved, and she lowered her head and said: "Since Niangniang is so embarrassed, new clothes have been added to the palace, and the emperor happens to be in the palace of Concubine Wen. Niangniang can hand over the excerpt to the emperor to decide. ”

"I'm afraid that's not good."

"Concubine Wen's preference has always been the emperor's own work," Xianglian helped Murong Xin back to the dormitory: "Niangniang is now personally sending the excerpt over, and it is too late for Concubine Wen to be happy." How can you complain about your mother? Look at this hour, it should be time for dinner, and the slave and maid will send it over in half a fold. ”

In the Hall of Hundred Flowers, the old emperor was eating with Wen Xuan, who was wearing a rose pink gauze skirt. Liu Ding walked in with his head lowered while holding the fold sent by Xianglian.

In fact, he didn't really want to come in, but that Xianglian said that it was an excerpt sent by the Shangyi Bureau to make palace clothes, which was related to the face of the Tianlu Dynasty, so naturally it was not sloppy.

So he walked in with an old face and a hard head.

Someone disturbed him, the old emperor was naturally unhappy, he looked at Liu Ding with a frown, and his tone was mixed with a hint of anger: "What's the matter?" ”

"Back to the emperor, it is an excerpt from the Shangyi Bureau sent by the queen's mother."

"Shangyi Bureau?" The old emperor's brows furrowed even tighter: "What are you doing with this fold for me?" Do you have to ask my opinion for this kind of harem trivial? Then what did I ask her to do with this harem? ”

"This ......" The cold sweat on Liu Ding's forehead flowed down, and he quietly raised his eyes to look at the old emperor's face, and saw that he seemed to be really angry, and his heart couldn't help but tremble a little: "The queen mother passed the word, saying that the clothes of Concubine Wen every year were personally chosen by you." And the Queen Mother is a very special year this year, and every piece of clothing used is carefully selected. These two things can be described as big things, and the queen mother naturally can't do it alone. ”

"Your Majesty," Wen Xiaojiao laughed and gently hugged the old emperor's arm: "Sister, this is also a kind heart!" Xiao'er is just a concubine, and when it comes to position, it means that my sister gave the concubine a piece of rags, and the concubine categorically can't say anything. And now that my sister has put down her body, is it because she respects the emperor? The emperor misunderstood his sister's kindness like this, and the concubines listened to it on the sidelines, and they couldn't help but feel a little aggrieved! ”

The old emperor snorted lightly, and looked at her with a hint of blame in his eyes: "You can speak?" ”

"Concubine, this is not a way to speak," Wen Wei leaned on the old emperor tighter, and the soft figure and extremely seductive face made the old emperor almost unable to hold on: "Concubine, this is reasonable!" ”

"Hmph." The old emperor put his arm around her waist and said to Liu Ding: "Where will you choose the materials this year?" ”

"Back to the emperor, it's the Purple Wind Hunting Ground."

Wen Wei's eyes lit up slightly when he heard this: "The concubine is really stained with the light of the Queen Mother." The Purple Wind Hunting Field is dedicated to the Silver Fox! Your Majesty, it's almost autumn now, and the concubines have never seen it! ”

The old emperor frowned slightly, the Purple Wind Hunting Ground was no better than other hunting grounds. It was a place specially set up by the ancestor of the Jun family for his beloved woman, and the silver fox was raised because the woman loved the silver-white fur. In order to find his woman happy, the ancestor stipulated that only the purple wind hunting field can raise silver foxes in the wild, and if you want to take it, you must take it yourself.

In other words, if you want to make a garment, you still have to hunt yourself. Even if he is the emperor, that will not work!

But the old lady's birthday is also a face that cannot be ignored.....

The old emperor was in trouble for a while, and Wen Wei pouted with some dissatisfaction: "The emperor is unwilling?" ”

The old emperor glanced at her lightly: "If you want, what if you want to kill the silver foxes in the entire Purple Wind Hunting Field?" But now that the envoys of the various kingdoms are here, how can you let me go and hunt for you myself? "It's not impossible to let someone else do it for you. But he is the Son of Heaven, if he has to find clothes for his own woman and ask others to do it for him, won't he make the world laugh off his big teeth?

Wen Wei's eyes rolled slightly, approached the old emperor, and whispered in his ear: "Your Majesty." The envoys of various countries are here, isn't it a good opportunity for them to see the Heavenly Land Dynasty? ”

Seeing the emperor's eyes looking over, she pursed her lips and chuckled, which was very tempting: "These envoys with bad intentions are all staring at the Tianlu Dynasty with wide eyes. Isn't it just that you want to take a little bit out of the things of your daily life to hype up the Heavenly Land Dynasty? Now that they are idle and have nothing to do, it is better to drag them all to the Purple Wind Hunting Ground. First, let them see the courage of the Tianlu Dynasty. Second, it should also let them know that the Tianlu Dynasty is not just a strong country and a prosperous people. She paused, looked at the old emperor's meaningful eyes, and said lightly: "Your Majesty, what are you doing looking at your concubines like this?" ”

The old emperor pulled his lips and smiled: "I always thought that Concubine Wen was simple, but I didn't expect that when it came to things, she would not lose to some of the big people of the previous dynasty." ”

Wen Wei was not afraid, and hugged the old emperor with a giggle: "The concubine is so thoughtful when she meets the emperor." As long as it is beneficial to the emperor, no matter how dark it is, the concubines are willing to jump in and have a look. Without waiting for the old emperor to speak, she buried her head in his neck socket: "Besides, His Royal Highness King Chen has only come back for so long, doesn't the emperor want to contact King Chen?" ”