This spring, Yuehua felt unprecedented lushness, all the green was all the same, the green was arrogant, the green was wanton. Even the dogtail grass that came out of the corner of the Qingqiu Palace dared to stretch out its raised arms, looking vigorous.

The wind blowing from the south, with a smoky intoxication, tirelessly swept over the Forbidden City, blowing away the gray and yellow winter mood, and the heaven and earth became purple and red overnight.

The palace people also changed out of heavy winter clothes, revealing a slender figure, delicate and graceful, just like the petal that was originally hung on the branch to welcome spring, blooming with vibrant colors.

Yuehua counted on her fingers, in fact, the beginning of spring is only more than two months, and February has just passed, and the Forbidden City can't wait to change color.

The smile of the moon under the fine spring sun is more and more tranquil, the eyebrows and eyes are stretched, just like the magnolia that quietly blooms on the branches after a spring rain.

Mo Guhan's bedroom was dusty, he lingered in the Qingqiu Palace every day, no longer rooted in the imperial study every day as before, and even the little eunuch who cleaned the imperial study was slack.

The cloud sideburns and flowers are shaking, and the hibiscus tent is warm for the spring night. The spring night is bitter and short, and the day is high, and the king does not rise early from then on.

Shao Ziqing joked, saying that he would worship the queen's shrine at home and worship it as a god. Because of the existence of Yuehua, Mo Guhan no longer often summoned him to the palace to discuss matters, and called him like a cow and horse, so that he finally had the leisure and elegance to go to the floating drunken dream building to have fun.

These are just jokes, Yuehua doesn't want to be a confusing emperor, Mo Guhan is still very diligent, and he doesn't dare to slack off in the slightest, he just brought the chapter to the Qingqiu Palace for approval.

Both of them enjoyed this kind of time very much, Yuehua added fragrance to her red sleeves, grinded ink and served tea for Mo Guhan, and then sat beside him to thread needles and threads, and embroidered civilian clothes and boots for Mo Guhan with her own hands. In the endless silk threads, Mo Guhan's eyebrows and eyes are sometimes slightly frowned, and sometimes stretched are extremely serious and exciting.

Sometimes, Yuehua would be stunned, and the tip of the needle pierced into the white fingertips, and a burst of pain relieved her. Sometimes, Mo Guhan was also fascinated by her, and the tip of the pen was studied, and he drew crooked traces on the fold.

Time, from Mo Guhan's eyebrows, jumped to Yuehua's fingertips, and slipped away quietly.

The Qingqiu Palace is prosperous, but the harem of the entire Forbidden City is as bleak as an ice cellar and a cold cave, and all the full spring is spread and piled up in one place, blooming vigorously in the Qingqiu Palace.

The broken porcelain tiles in the palace of Concubine Ling were thrown out one by one, mixed with tea stains or oil stains.

The wooden fish in the Crane Concubine's leisurely hall beat more and more urgently, as fast as a war drum, making the listener irritable for no reason, and he couldn't calm down at all.

Concubine Ya often walked around the Qingqiu Palace, looking for all kinds of excuses, the palace clothes on her body were reduced layer by layer, and her steps when she left became heavier and heavier, and the smile on her face became more and more stiff.

Only Lan Cairen, because Mo Guhan is often in the Qingqiu Palace, she goes less often. On the contrary, Yuehua often found a gap to go to her temple to speak, complaining that she deliberately alienated herself.

Mo Guhan made a will, canonized Huaien as Jieyu, the tide rose, and the people in the palace no longer dared to underestimate it. It's just that he only raised his position and added an example, and he also didn't sleep in the same place.

The green-headed sign in the palace has been completely turned into an ornament, and it is sealed in the silver plate of the worship room. The people in the worship room write the same thing day after day.

Such a day was what Yuehua had dreamed of before, but she also felt terrified all the time, especially when she saw the hidden hatred in the eyes of Concubine Ling looking at her, accumulating little by little, sooner or later it would explode and devour her madly.

Therefore, she felt that she was trembling, like walking on thin ice, and she would fall into the ice cave at any time, and she would never recover.

However, she had no other choice, the only thing she could do was to try to capture Mo Guhan's heart and consolidate her position in the Forbidden City. Mo Guhan is holding up his own hands, whether he flies into the clouds or falls into the mud, it depends on whether his palms are up or down.

Spring ended in a busy month, what Yuehua and Mo Guhan didn't expect was that Han Sheng and Han Yuchu passed all the way, not only the title of the gold list, but also the leader, and won the top prize in one fell swoop.

After the palace test, Mo Guhan was like a treasure, and he was full of praise in front of Yuehua, and praised Han Sheng for being a rare talent, and he would be the second Shao Ziqing of the Chang'an Dynasty.

Returning to his hometown, playing horses and traveling on the streets, Mo Guhan Yubi hand-picked Hanlin degree, temporarily served in the Ministry of Industry, and Feihuang Tengda is just around the corner.

At this time, naturally, the marriage of the new champion was also put on the agenda.

Originally, with Han Sheng's family background, talent, appearance, and future, it can be said that there are only a handful in the capital, and how many daughters of powerful families dream of marrying such a fast son-in-law.

But after the tree was very popular, after he won the first place, the matter of Yuehua's proposal for marriage was stirred up again, and there were many discussions in the streets and alleys, and his "hidden disease" was naturally implemented on his body. So the matchmaker who was rushing to come to the door had to weigh it again.

Mo Guhan suddenly remembered this incident and asked Yuehua, who was the person she liked when she said that she wanted to marry Han Yuchu that day?

Yuehua was a little hesitant for a while, and when a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, she rushed to accept it. Now, there is an extra layer of concern in my heart.

She could only laugh wryly: "That day, I just looked at Han Sheng's talent, and he had a good character, so I cherished his talent and wanted to be a matchmaker for him." Now that he is a high school champion and has a noble status, this family affair is a little inappropriate. Let's ask the emperor to bother. ”

Mo Guhan looked at her with burning eyes, and said directly: "You want to marry Chang Lingxi, don't you?" ”

Yuehua was startled and raised her head: "How does the emperor know?" ”

Mo Guhan touched her earlobe: "You are still wary of me, you are afraid of me." ”

Yuehua forced her composure and smiled: "How could the emperor say this?" ”

"You and Ling Xi are sisters and sisters, so seeing Han Sheng's great talent, you want to find a good home for Ling Xi, don't you?"

Yuehua nodded.

"But now that Han Sheng is in high school, you see that I love talent and want to reuse it for him, so you don't dare to speak again. Because you are afraid that I will suspect you, and think that you are forming a party for personal gain, and pulling forces for the Chang family. ”

One sentence put the finishing touch, and when it came to Yuehua's heart, Yuehua was flustered for a while, and then said calmly: "Yuehua really doesn't want such a good talent, and what does it have to do with the Chang family." ”

Mo Guhan sighed lightly: "Yuehua, when can you not be so cautious and face me honestly?" ”

Yuehua was dumbfounded for a while.

In the face of Mo Guhan, even in the bed, when the two were intimate, Yuehua still couldn't really be heartless. Because, after all, Mo Guhan is a generation of kings, not only her husband, wearing thorny armor, stretching out his arms and hugging himself tightly.

How dare she completely peel herself off the shell, revealing the softest, most delicate spots, stabbed with blood?

What's more, the Chang family was originally a thorn between the two, and when Mo Guhan rejected her, it was the time to stab her Chu Yuehua.

Yuehua winked playfully: "I'm cautious about the emperor, not because Yuehua is afraid of the emperor, but because I'm afraid that if I do something wrong, the emperor won't like Yuehua." ”

Mo Guhan was coaxed into laughter, stretched out his finger and scratched her nose affectionately: "Xuanchang Lingxi enter the palace." ”

Yuehua jumped up with excitement in an instant, almost unable to hold back.

Chang Lingxi is her only bond outside the palace now, if Ling Xi has a lifelong support, then a stone in her heart can be regarded as falling to the ground.

On the second day, Chang Lingxi and Chang Lehou entered the palace together with the summons. First go to the Empress Dowager to kowtow, and then go to the Qingqiu Palace, the two of them saluted Yuehua according to the rules, meticulous.

Yuehua gave a seat, and the palace people offered fragrant tea, so she went straight to the point and explained to Chang Lehou the intention of calling them into the palace.

"Uncle, I found a good family for Ling Xi."

Yuehua smiled, looking at Ling Xi's embarrassed expression, and thought of making fun.

Chang Lehou was a little surprised, and after a moment's pause, he was instantly overjoyed: "Niangniang is in charge, that must not be an ordinary mediocre person." ”

Yuehua nodded, and did not sell Guanzi: "Jinke Zhuangyuanlang, the only son of the prefect of Baoding Prefecture, Han Yuchu." ”

Chang Lingxi lowered his head and didn't speak, his face was dark and uncertain, and he couldn't see what he was thinking. Chang Lehou's face froze, a little embarrassed.

Yuehua naturally knew it, so she simply made it clear: "At the beginning, the matchmaker made a fuss, in order to defraud the matchmaker, she talked nonsense, and climbed the name of the Han family, but in fact, there was another person, and Han Gongzi was wronged in vain.

That Han Yuchu Han Gongzi Yuehua saw with his own eyes, a talent, extraordinary bearing, and the Han prefect was very strict, and he had never been to any fireworks and willow lane, all of which were just false rumors.

After the emperor found out the reason, he felt that the gossip in the market had something to do with the palace after all, so he sold a favor and wanted to marry Ling Xi in person as a holy grace. ”

Yuehua explained like this, although she just wanted to cover it up and couldn't stand scrutiny, she praised Han Yuchu's character. Chang Lehou was relieved and overjoyed. He had long heard that today's champion Lang was literary and romantic, and he had saved the holy driver, and he was favored by the emperor, but now that the Hou Mansion is in decline, he didn't have such a mind at all.

It's like a fast son-in-law who fell from the sky! Chang Lehou agreed, and he was overjoyed.

Yuehua turned her head and teased Ling Xi: "Before entering the palace, I can always remember what you said to me, and I finally lived up to my trust." ”

Ling Xi smiled wryly, looking sullen and unhappy, as if he was not very reluctant.