What?

Kneeling for half an hour?

Qiuyun was dumbfounded, she had just been on the shift, so she rushed over, and she actually said that she was lazy and slack, which was really arrogant.

"Third Miss, the old slave is not slacking off." Qiuyun argues with reason.

Leng Qinghuan was too lazy to waste words with her, "Shuyun, cuckoo, invite her out." ”

These days, in the name of teaching rules, this old woman has not been less tidy for her openly and secretly, and she has only punished her slightly for the sake of the queen mother, otherwise, it is definitely not as simple as kneeling for half an hour.

At the same time, she also told the Queen Mother that she was not a soft persimmon, and if she wanted to pinch her, she had to weigh it carefully.

At the end of the day, the honor guard in the palace arrived at the gate of the Guogong Mansion, and in a burst of firecrackers that resounded through the sky, Leng Qinghuan got on the sedan chair, went out of the east gate, and went around the imperial city for most of the circle before entering the palace.

The marriage of the Son of Heaven is luxurious and grand.

The complexity of its rituals and the grandeur of its scale and momentum made the people smack their tongues, which was beyond the reach of the dust.

At the end of the day, Leng Qinghuan was tired and couldn't raise his head, and wanted to take a nap, but was reminded by the bride next to him that he could not rest until the emperor lifted his hijab and drank the wine.

Leng Qinghuan waited left and right, hungry and dizzy, and finally waited for Ji Lianshao.

"Stand down, all of you." The warm voice sounded from outside the hijab, like a heavenly sound, and it is conceivable that the owner of this voice must be a humble and elegant son.

That day in Fengguo Temple, she just had a face-to-face with him, and at a glance, she saw that he looked like Pan An and had an extraordinary appearance.

As a regent, she met him once when he was twelve years old, when he was only a frail prince who could not leave his mouth.

It is precisely because of this that he was not liked by his grandfather, so he was named a famous and powerless Xiaoyao King, and he moved to the palace in the west of the city.

I don't want to later, he is full of talent and fame all over the world, and he has become the dream lover of thousands of girls.

Grandpa Shi had five sons, and all four of them were killed by Ji Yuntang one after another.

This Ji Lianshao is the fifth, the last heir of the emperor, although he has no talent for governing the country, but he is justifiable, no matter how powerful Ji Yuntang is, now he does not dare to blatantly usurp the throne because of the obstruction of Gu Tingshen, a hussar general who is loyal to the court, and Gu Tingshen is Ji Lianshao's classmate and best friend, so Ji Lianshao naturally ascended the throne.

Predecessor, she was eight years older than Ji Lianshao, she was his imperial aunt, but she married him in this life, to be honest, she doesn't have the shyness that a bride should have now, and she is full of embarrassment.

Suddenly, when the palace people retreated, a pair of bones were like jade, and her slender and white hands slowly lifted her hijab.

Instantly, an angular handsome face came into her eyes.

But seeing that his eyebrows are like willows, his body is like a jade tree, and his skin as smooth as porcelain is swaying under the candlelight, shining with translucent luster, and if you look closely, you can see that it is three points finer than that of a woman.

The dazzling red dragon robe was worn on him, but instead of making him feminine, on the contrary, the dragon was beautiful and charming, and he was the most beautiful man she had ever seen in her life.

He looked at her with a torch-like gaze, and his voice was full of pleasure, "The queen is so focused, is she dissatisfied with my appearance?" ”

Yes?

Leng Qinghuan's old face turned red, and she hurriedly lowered her head, her eyes were embarrassed that she couldn't clean up, she thought that she had seen a lot of beautiful men, such as her four brothers, all of whom were like crowned jade, dragons and phoenixes among people, and Ji Yuntang was also one of the most beautiful men in the world, but in front of Ji Lianshao, I was afraid that she would be inferior by three points, no wonder she was fascinated.

She's just out of appreciation, appreciation, for the good things.

Leng Qinghuan comforted herself, and when she looked up again, she was already calm, "Your Majesty, isn't it time to drink Hejiu?" ”

After drinking, she can unload this bead cuihua ornament that weighs as much as a thousand catties, she doesn't want to be the first queen in history to be tired to death by marriage.