The sweet osmanthus was sent to Cining Palace, Su Mala pondered what to make the emperor happy, Yu'er said that she couldn't give the child too much sweet and greasy things, Su Mala said: "They have a long body, what are they afraid of." ”

Speaking of which, Xuan Ye has eaten a lot of food recently, and I don't know if it is because he has been "naughty" for a lot of time, and this child's appetite has increased greatly.

Yu'er has always not allowed the palace people to restrain Xuan Ye with the rules and etiquette of the emperor's meal, for fear that the child will not grow up from snacks, but according to the rumors in the imperial dining room, this child has to eat two or three times as much food as before recently.

"The emperor has recently fallen in love with playing with Buku, and he wrestles with a few little eunuchs every day, and the children of the family in the study also call him fall." Su Mala said, "When you are tired, you naturally eat more, but compared to the second elder brother, it is not much more." ”

Yu'er said: "Then find a few masters to teach him seriously, how to get it if he falls and hurts himself." ”

Su Mala said: "People don't want it, Lord Tong Guogang has already arranged it, and the emperor doesn't want it, he said he would just play." ”

Yu'er wanted to speak and stopped, swallowing some of the words that came to her mouth, even if it was to Su Mala, she didn't want to say it for the time being.

She had long felt that Xuan Ye and Shu Shu were hiding something from themselves, and their "crazy play" was by no means unreasonable.

The future emperor's road must always be broken by himself, Xuan Ye has the courage and courage now, as a grandmother, as long as he watches over him firmly behind his back.

"Master." Su Mala said, "The gift sent by Concubine Zhao, you have to show it." ”

Yu'er came back to her senses and said, "Follow the old rules, but if Shu Shu has it, prepare a copy for Ling Zhao." ”

In Yikun Palace, Ling Zhao was writing a letter to his family, telling them that the Boxing Rite had been sent to Cining Palace, but it was good to send someone to pass on a word generously about such a thing, in fact, what she should write was the reply to the few letters at hand.

Her father asked her if the emperor was really messing around with the children of the family in the palace recently, or if he had other plans, and this matter had been urged back and forth three times, but Ling Zhao never replied.

It's not that she doesn't want to answer, it's that she simply doesn't know.

She had almost no chance to get close to the emperor, and the Empress Dowager did not allow the concubines to get close to the study or the previous dynasty, but Hesheri Shushu was different, there was no place in the Forbidden City that she could not set foot in.

Ling Zhao felt aggrieved in his heart, but he refused to ask for any grace in a low voice.

"Amma, they have eyeliner in the palace, why do they always ask me about everything." Ling Zhao put down his pen and said to Dong Yun who was standing aside, "Why embarrass me, why ask me to betray the emperor, just because of this, I don't dare to look at him directly, every time I meet the emperor, my heart is very empty." ”

Dong Yun said timidly: "The old man must also be suspicious of eyeliner, if you say the same thing, they can really believe it, no matter how shrewd and capable eyeliner is, it can't be trusted by their own daughter." ”

Ling Zhao shook his head: "I'm afraid it's the opposite." ”

Dongyun didn't understand and asked, "Anti-reverse?" ”

Ling Zhao smiled bitterly: "They are monitoring me, whether they are loyal to the family or not, the same thing, they must believe in the eyeliner planted in the inner palace more." ”

Dongyun snorted: "Why should Miss be so pessimistic. ”

Ling Zhao was like a mirror: "Ama is just settled, and he can't leave that home." ”

Dong Yun persuaded: "Don't say that. ”

"Blame myself for not being angry, not missing arms or legs, my mother gave me a good-looking face, but I just can't please people." Ling Zhao said with tears in his eyes, "People have such a long scar on their heads, they are all stronger than me......"

This matter is not solved, Dong Yun understands that unless one day the emperor pampers Miss, Miss will always bury herself in the shadow of inferiority, and anything can become a source of her inferiority.

And the more inferior she is, the stronger she becomes, and at her flower-like age, even the palace people in Yikun Palace are afraid of her.

In the blink of an eye, the Mid-Autumn Festival, although Fan Wencheng's death is sad, he is not a royal person in the end, even if Yu'er has the heart to mourn for her old friend and husband, she still has to hold the dignity of Aixinjueluo's family, and made an early decree to invite the princes and ministers to enter the palace to enjoy the banquet on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Unfortunately, this time he was infected with wind and cold, although it was not a fatal symptom, but he had a lot of tears and snot at every turn, and he lost his honor in front of the palace, and he couldn't enter the palace no matter what.

Ling Zhao breathed a sigh of relief for no reason, and only received a letter from her mother-in-law, saying: "The things that the master wants to explain are all in the letter, if the mother is free today, just return the letter, I can take it back directly." ”

Ling Zhao took the letter, but his heart was tight, and he raised his eyes and asked his mother-in-law: "E-niang, has you always used this envelope at home?" ”

Mrs. Kupilon was stunned: "I don't know, what's wrong?" ”

Ling Zhao was worried that his mother-in-law would go home and talk nonsense, so he perfunctory: "I see that the paper is excellent, if there are many at home, take some from me, the empress dowager often corresponds with the two eldest princesses, so that a good envelope can withstand the bumps on the road." ”

Mrs. Kupilon really believed it, and promised: "Such a simple thing, you said it earlier, what does the Empress Dowager want, can we not do it wholeheartedly?" ”

In this way, the day after the Mid-Autumn Festival, Lingzhao received a stack of empty envelopes from home, knowing that it was to be given to the Empress Dowager, and he also took a good Nanmu box and wrapped it in brocade, making it decent.

Ling Zhao looked at a box of envelopes in a daze, and then pulled out a stack of family letters from the locked cabinet that had not yet had time to be destroyed, completely different envelopes on both sides, could it be so coincidental that since yesterday, the family suddenly changed envelopes?

Recalling, Ling Zhao found more than once that the creases of the letter paper overlapped, as if it had been unfolded and folded again, and he didn't think much about it at that time, but now that he strung it together, Ling Zhao understood that someone had monitored her correspondence with her family, whether it was Amma's letter or her letter, it had to go through another hand to pass it on.

She looked at the palace maid in her room in horror, and then at the eunuchs standing outside the window, among them, or outside the walls of this Yikun Palace, there were eyes staring at her all the time.

Empress Dowager, or Emperor? Whoever it was, Ling Zhao was disheartened.

The only thing she can do at the moment is to destroy the family letters of the clansmen, Dongyun ran to the internal affairs office to lead the moon and returned, and when she smelled the smell of fireworks, she broke into the young lady's bedroom, and she was squatting by the brazier to burn the letter.

"Miss?" Dongyun was frightened, "Are you okay?"

"I should have thought of it, I was so stupid." Ling Zhao's tender hands were blistered by the tongue of fire, and it hurt so much.

"Miss......"

Such a strong burning breath in Yikun Palace attracted the palace to prevent the fire squad from breaking in, and there was a lot of noise. Fire is a taboo in the palace, and Ling Zhao was reprimanded by Yu'er for the first time, and ordered her to think about it for a long time behind closed doors, so that she could reflect.

The people from Cining Palace sent a message to Qianqing Palace, and Da Li Zi came to Xuan Ye and said, "The Empress Dowager asked, you don't care about this matter." ”

Xuan Ye was impatient: "What's not fun about her, playing with fire?" It's light to think about it behind closed doors, you tell me to try, and the imperial grandmother won't break my leg? ”

Da Li Zi knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, the slave is afraid that there is something that has been broken, and it is still unclear at the moment, whether Concubine Zhao Niangniang noticed it." ”

"What's the matter?"

"It's the correspondence between Niu Hulu's family and Yikun Palace."

After hearing this, Xuan Ye said angrily: "I know that there must be a mistake in a hundred secrets." ”

Thinking about it, the opened envelope could not be restored no matter what, so Da Lizi used the same kind of envelope from the beginning, and prepared hundreds of empty envelopes in case it was overstretched in the future and suddenly ran out of it. Unexpectedly, this time, Kubilong actually asked his wife to send a letter to his daughter with his own hands, and Concubine Zhao, who was as careful as a hair, immediately noticed it.

There is Xuan Ye's eyeliner in Yikun Palace, even if this matter is not caused by the fire prevention team to come forward to extinguish the fire, Xuan Ye will know sooner or later, but now there is a disturbance, and what to do will be eye-catching.

"If she tells Suppilon, their correspondence is intercepted and controlled." Xuan Ye's eyes flashed with a cold light, "I'll kill her." ”

Da Lizi was so frightened that his heart almost jumped out, and he swallowed his saliva: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty...... You want to be calm. ”

After that, Xuan Ye went to Cining Palace first, and confessed to his grandmother that something had gone wrong, he had little experience, and he didn't know how to deal with it properly for a while, as if he didn't feel embarrassed and faceless at all, and generously came to ask for help from the imperial grandmother.

Xuan Ye's temperament is completely different from that of Fu Lin at the beginning, when Fu Lin was a little unhappy, it was like the sky was about to fall, anxious and dry, making everyone uneasy.

Yu'er was relieved and comforted her grandson: "It's not a big deal, if they don't have this awareness and preparation, don't mess around in the Qing Dynasty." ”