Early the next morning, Xia Wenxuan sent the cigarettes out of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Xiang Ye turned a blind eye to the matter of Yanxiang leaving, and did not make it difficult.

Yanxiang left the Prime Minister's Mansion and went directly to Wunan Mountain. She had to inform Master about this and seek Master's help.

Xia Wenxuan didn't forget what her father promised last night, and after sending away the cigarettes, she kept following her father and pestering him to enter the palace to see the queen.

"Daddy. Hurry up and go to the palace to see your aunt and beg her to save Chu Gongzi and them. Please, Daddy! Xia Wenxuan didn't get tired of it, and said this sentence over and over again. When she said this, she prayed in a low voice with a sad face.

Repeating the same sentence over and over again, Xia Wenxuan didn't say anything annoying, but Xiangye was tired of listening to it, and felt that his ears were calloused. He only felt a breath in his chest, and he didn't vent it. He had a calm face, very unhappy in his heart, and sighed helplessly.

In the end, Xiangye was so entangled that he was forced to be helpless and agreed to go.

Seeing that her father reluctantly agreed to go, Xia Wenxuan paid more attention. She was not at ease, and pestered to go together.

Xiangye secretly thought to himself, anyway, he went to see the queen, just a formality. The queen would not really agree to come to the rescue. Since the girl wants to enter the palace together, let her go together, and see the world.

In fact, he once had the idea of letting his daughter into the palace. If his daughter can enter the palace as a concubine in the future, she will have endless glory and wealth. In his subconscious, King Yong'an would inherit the throne sooner or later. If the daughter can marry King Yong'an, then no one will be able to shake the power position of the Xia family in the future.

Therefore, it is good to let the girl go into the palace to go shopping and feel the life in the palace. In case one day, she is really called into the palace, it can allow her to adapt to life in the palace as soon as possible.

After thinking about it like this, Xiangye happily agreed to Xia Wenxuan's request to enter the palace together.

The sound of the rolling carriages rolled down the road like rain, reflecting the sun and the ticking wheels. The carriage was obscured on all sides by a curtain of gauze so that the passengers in the carriage could not be noticed.

The streets and alleys are empty, except for the autumn wind wrapped in one or two yellow leaves, sometimes rolling in the air, sometimes scattered on the long road. The carriage led to the palace, all the way unimpeded, directly through the palace gate, all the way straight into the inner palace.

Ordinary people, if they want to enter the inner palace, they must get off the car and walk into the palace before reaching the palace gate. However, the carriage of the Prime Minister's Mansion passed directly through the palace gate without hindrance. It can be seen how powerful Xiangye is. Perhaps, the emperor is not in the palace, and the queen is alone.

The carriage drove through a bluestone-paved palace path, and a palace pavilion with carved beams and painted pillars was hidden in the middle, and the palace people and eunuchs on the road retreated one after another.

The palace has a golden roof and a red door, and this antique style makes people feel solemn spontaneously.

In the imperial garden, the sun is shining and the chrysanthemums are vibrant. In front of the Tianfeng Hall where the queen lives, the bluestone floor tiles with cold are neatly arranged, and the pavilions and pavilions, carved beams and paintings everywhere show the majesty of the palace. Under the pomegranate tree, there is a lotus pond with blue leaves, and several big red koi fish flick their tails and float.

In this palace, Xiangye often goes in and out, and almost everyone knows him. Entering the palace is like entering a no-man's land.

Xia Wenxuan entered the palace for the first time in her life. For her, everything in the palace is unfamiliar, and there is novelty in strangeness. The courtyard is deep, and the east and west six palaces are each integrated and arranged in an orderly manner. There is also a back garden garden, which is beautiful and tranquil, and can be used for amusement. Pavilions and pavilions, overlapping cornices, continuous glaze, magnificent and brilliant, the weather is thousands.

Worried about Chu Tiankuo's safety, Xia Wenxuan's heart was up and down, and she couldn't care about appreciating the scenery.

When I arrived at the Tianfeng Hall where the queen lived, the palace maid guarding at the entrance of the palace was busy going in to report.

Soon, the palace maid who went in to report came back: "The queen mother is invited." ”

Under the leadership of the palace maid, Xiangye and Xia Wenxuan, father and daughter, walked to the queen's bedroom.

The palace is spacious, the furnishings are elegant, the furniture is all treasures, there are exquisite floor-to-ceiling carved partition doors, etc., the layout is elegant and rich.

Being in it, Xia Wenxuan felt extremely depressed, and the extravagant Tianfeng Hall revealed that it was cold and gloomy. The beautiful furniture carries a heavy sense of history. The incense burner burns with extremely precious spices and exudes a dull smell.

In the spacious and gorgeous lobby, it is gorgeously piled up, but it always feels empty. The palace ladies all performed their duties and were busy with the business at hand.

In broad daylight, candles are still lit in the lobby, and the shadows are reflected on the ground, shaky and chilling.

The queen stood in front of the window of the dormitory, looking at the chrysanthemums blooming in the garden in front of the window.

The leaves fall, the flowers wither, only the chrysanthemums stand up, the frost blooms, colorful, and varied. Although chrysanthemums are not as showy as peonies, not as colorful as roses, and not as fragrant as jasmine, they are as tenacious as pines and cypresses, and they bloom in the wind in icy and snowy weather.

Chrysanthemums have a unique beauty and bloom for those who appreciate them. In the late autumn when thousands of trees are withering, it can break through the frost, do not change its true color, do not sensationalize, and bloom its own color with self-respect.

Bright yellow lace is clustered, and the petals are curly, like the fluffy hair of a doll. The lilac lace stretches out, and the petals are flat, like the delicate skirt of a dancing dancer. The crimson lace is tightly clustered, and the petals are entangled, like the brocade in Suzhou embroidery.

At a glance, the queen's eyes were full of withered yellow, but the chrysanthemums were 'lonely and self-appreciating'. When I close my eyes, the faint fragrance lingers in front of my nose, but the scene of the flower is lost in my mind.

She sighed slightly, but never said a word.

Xiangye and Xia Wenxuan stood in place, at a loss.

For a while, the atmosphere in the palace was extremely strange.

After a long time, Xia Wenxuan finally couldn't hold back, and couldn't help but call: "Auntie......"

In fact, she has only met the queen once, and she is not familiar with her, so it is a bit abrupt to call her aunt. However, since people are required to do things, of course, it is close to the first set. What's more, with her father leaning on her, she became a little bolder.

Only then did the queen come back to her senses, turn around, and glance around faintly.

"Go down, all of you."

With an order, in a moment, all the palace maids in the palace were scattered like birds and beasts.

The queen herself sat on her phoenix chair and beckoned to Xiangye and Xia Wenxuan, "Sit down." ”

Xiangye sat down on a chair in the hall, looking left and right with a pair of eyes, but he didn't speak.

Xia Wenxuan sat next to her father, so anxious. Her gaze stopped on Xiangye's face for a while, and looked at the queen for a while. But seeing that Xiangye didn't say anything, she almost wanted to say it first.

Although Xiangye is the queen's own brother, in the face of the queen, he is still afraid of her. Speak not only with proportion, but also with the occasion. At this moment, he had already left Xia Wenxuan's entrustment behind.

Xia Wenxuan quietly reminded: "Dad." ”

However, Xiangye pretended not to know.

Seeing this, Xia Wenxuan let go.