"This plane tree is thicker and more luxuriant." Concubine Zheng guarded Xiao Qingjue, looked up at the slim trees in the courtyard with far-reaching eyes, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

The grass and trees are ruthless, ruthless but the most long-lasting.

It's like listening to the rain building that was once very popular. Only the tree-filled and ruthless sycamore stood in the barren yard for a long time, and the leaves were piled up on the path, but the footsteps of the year were gone.

I also remember that when the pair of twins was born, I personally planted apricot blossoms in the garden and planted a few sycamore trees. Seventeen years have passed, the apricot blossoms are full of gardens, the sycamore pavilion is like a cover, the pair of children have grown up, have their own ideas, that winter night woke up from the dream, it seems to hear the continuation of the dynasties staged by the cry, the morning sun is not warm.

All this should have been staged in a dynasty with open guns and hidden arrows, and it was always a matter of time.

The trees are full of flowers, and the wind is swaying.

Concubine Zheng Guifei looked back at Xiao Qingjue, who was lying on the bed, with a pale face and a bitter face, suppressed the thoughts in her heart, slowly sketched a gentle smile, and gently stroked Xiao Qingjue's head with her pale hand.

Xiao Qingjue raised her head, her eyes flashed with fine sparkles mixed with the stars in the sky, and looked straight into Zheng Guifei's eyes, Zheng Guifei saw that the rippling pupils reflected her appearance, and her smile went straight to the bottom of her heart.

Her love and youth were buried in this palace, and then, she continued to use the remnants of blood to water the willow's ambition to sprout new sprouts.

Sitting on the throne in the palace, the man said, he is indeed a good man......

That year, she stood in her stable life and looked at everyone with a calm smile, but she was caught off guard, but she crashed into that person's arms.

Ninety-five supreme, the world is unified.

It had always been that person's dream.

The person she had taken to heart galloped all the way with a sweet dream, and could no longer hear the voice of the side.

What he wanted to hear was news of the decline of the Northern Dynasty, and he was even angry whenever someone said that the Northern Dynasty was strong. Xiao Liang has declined, but he is still happy, he got up on the fourth watch day to light candles and read official documents, complacent and proud, always waiting for an opportunity for the unification of the world.

When he was young, he always heard others praise him for his outstanding intelligence, good at poetry, proficient in scriptures, and good at riding and shooting.

The first time she saw him, she knew he wasn't something in the pool.

Later, she abandoned her arrogance and finally became one of his many concubines.

Half of the country is watching, and the crying outside the palace wall can no longer be heard outside the palace wall.

"You must take the throne." Concubine Zheng looked at Xiao Qingyu lovingly, and looked at others through Xiao Qingjue. "He still has a long life, and you have to live well."

"Mother, if according to the traditional rules, the eldest son of the emperor is the prince, then the eldest son of the emperor is really a person who looks flawless, and it is not an exaggeration to expect it." The corners of Xiao Qingjue's mouth were slightly bitter, as if the medicinal taste in his mouth was still reluctant to stay on the tip of his tongue, lasting for a long time.

The eldest son of the emperor was very popular with the people, and whenever it rained and snowed, he would send the people around him to go out through the streets and alleys to visit the poor families, and if there were displaced, he would give them kind help. And he took out the silk cotton of the Lord's wardry, and gave it to the poor and cold in the winter, and if he died and did not bury it, he prepared a coffin for it.

Such a person who buys people's hearts with lanterns is not overnight.

Definitely the character of the ultimate deluxe package.

The rookie expressed panic.

"In the early years, before the eldest son of the emperor was born, he was preparing to appoint the son of your father's younger brother as the crown prince and prepare to inherit the throne." Concubine Zheng smiled meaningfully.

Saying three points, leave room for it.

Xiao Qingyu lowered her eyes, knowing that her mother's favorite thing to do was to borrow a knife to kill people.

Moreover, in this troubled world, the most important thing is opportunity.

was talking about the intrigue in this palace, and before the words fell, he heard a report that the son of the Xiangfu family came to visit in person with valuable medicinal materials.

Concubine Zheng frowned, her thoughts were exhausted, she didn't remember that she had crossed paths with this person. So he cast his inquiring eyes on Xiao Qingjue, Xiao Qingjue looked at her innocently and shook his head silently.

Concubine Zheng pondered for a moment, then made a gesture and stepped out of the door.

The nobles in the city, all smoked clothes and shaved their faces, Fu Fan Shi Zhu, played with the left and right, calmly entered and exited, and looked like a fairy.

Ji Cunxi thought that the so-called beauty in Ji Xi's mouth should be like this.

However, when he stood up after bowing, he did not come back to his senses for a moment when he looked at the face on the sickbed that was not powdered and beautiful.

With a little emotion, my sister's vision is okay this time.

The aesthetic femininity in the city is the best, and the facial features of the man on the bed collapse are dignified and exquisite, like an excellent painter delicately depicting a hundred turns and thousands of thoughts in a joyful tone.

"Something?" Being stared at by a stranger with probing eyes, Xiao Qingjue coughed twice and asked.

"Your Highness is feeling better?" Ji Cunxi retracted his gaze and asked calmly.

This man has a strange look in his eyes.

"Well, I'm tired." Xiao Qingyu said coldly.

It was cold, and the smell of medicine in the room became clearer.

After a few more words, Ji Cunxi got up and said goodbye.

After Ji Cunxi left, someone from the palace came forward and said that he offered an eight-hundred-year-old ginseng, which was extremely precious.

Oh, I'm afraid it's only a few hundred years, and there is no need to panic about eight hundred.

Xiao Qingjue thought about it, but he didn't know what he was doing, so he simply picked up the book again and continued to read.

Zheng Guifei, who listened, said that whenever his father came to visit her, he always boasted to the left and right when he left, and his ninth son inherited his eight-point appearance and nine-point wind god, if he was not weak and sickly, he seemed to be enough for himself.

Absent-mindedly, Xiao Qingjue, who was holding half a book of poetry, pulled the corners of his mouth indifferently.

Emperor Liang loved to read books when he was a child, and he still loves books, often reading late at night.

Emperor Liang newly cultivated Chinese studies and expanded the number of students. Set up the Five Classics Museum and place the Doctor of the Five Classics. These are already very clear expressions of his love for books.

Emperor Liang led by example, and Xiao Qingjue just did what he liked.

On the other side of the palace, Ji Xi anxiously looked at the falling sky on the horizon, and his heart was as uncomfortable as a hundred claws scratching his heart.

Finally waited for Ji Cunxi's figure before sunset, walked forward quickly, and carefully looked at Ji Cunxi's face, unconsciously, Ji Xi had a touch of sadness on his face.

It must be a lack of success, and it is more than half a step to talk without speculation.

After all, her dear brother doesn't have a topic to talk about for everyone.

Could it be that if you take yourself in disguise, will you die?

What is called to have a stunning opening, don't you think it's more appropriate to get the moon first near the water.

Don't miss the opportunity, don't miss the opportunity.

Ji Cunxi pulled the corners of his mouth, he really couldn't understand the girl's thoughts.

Beauty is beautiful, sick, cold-hearted, can't say a word, what is there to like.