Chapter 166: Pray for a Thousand Opportunities

Gu Lingge is now at the gate of the palace. The gatekeeper naturally didn't know her, and even wanted to expel her, but seeing that she was on crutches and had difficulty moving, he had to glare at her angrily and did not do anything excessive.

"Master." Mu Yi stood behind her, looking at the owner of her house with a calm face, not knowing what she was thinking. The palace used to be the place that Gu Lingge hated the most, where her dearest mother was buried, and her best years were buried, Mu Yi thought.

"Is Huyue still in the palace?" Since she left, there has been no news from Huyue. Although they were very fierce to him at the time, they both knew each other's kindness, so even if they were against it, it was only temporary, and they would still be worried about what they should be worried about.

"Childe also left after you left, and told our escort that the emperor is too brainy and doesn't know how to work." At that time, the escort came back, and his face turned black into a pot of charcoal - he knew that Huyue Gongzi was talkative, but he didn't expect him to talk all the way, and his ears were calloused.

"Hmm." Gu Lingge closed his mouth and looked at the red bricks and green tiles in the distance, this is a place that everyone flocks to, but Gu Lingge really can't say that it is very good. Maybe only when you have experienced it yourself can you know what it is, and it can be regarded as really good or bad.

I heard that there was a request from Concubine Wan's national temple today, and Gu Lingge was bored before he thought about coming over to have a look. Before, Feng Yiluo said that she couldn't stay in Yunhu Hall for too long, knowing that she was going to travel today, and she was worried. Sometimes Gu Lingge really doesn't understand this sister very well, she hides too deeply and tortures too much.

The palace gate opened, and the mighty guard of honor began to line up. Gu Lingge took Mu Yi and other ordinary people who watched the excitement to stand on both sides, wanting to see what kind of battle this battle was talking about "big battle". She sometimes thinks about the possibility of Qing Ruifan and Yang Li'er being the queen, after all, the queen has been "sick for a long time", and she doesn't know when she will get better.

There have already been objections in the court, saying that Murong Zhi is both weak and weak, and simply changing the empress can not only open up branches for the royal family, but also make the harem not have a leader.

What Gu Lingge heard was only news, and he never and was not allowed to have an evaluation. When something happened to her, she knew that it was not within her scope of consideration as to what everyone thought. Ouyang is a good assistant, and he basically finds time to report to her every day, but he also knows how to advance and retreat, and he never says much.

Many ministers pinned their hopes on today's trip: if His Majesty the Emperor and Concubine Wan were together, it would probably be able to change the harem, but if not, this matter really needs to be discussed again. Some people will think that it is not worth it, after all, not long ago, when the queen was still healthy, the emperor was so protective of the queen, and the two even went to court together for a time.

The world is unpredictable, thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi.

The sound of horseshoes tapping on the green brick floor was heard, and everyone's eyes were shifted. The high-headed horse, the brocade world outlines a complete prosperity of the world; Smile shallowly, and the beautiful frost flowers are reflected in the real people who are more delicate than flowers. The bright red curtain, the faint fragrance, Gu Lingge looked at that scene and hooked the corners of his lips.

A long time ago she did a mission that asked her to be a son. It was one of the few commissions she turned down. She knew that she had never learned not to wag her tail and beg for mercy in front of others, and it would be difficult for her to just be soft.

When she entered the martial arts hall, she knew that in this life, she had been deprived of her right to be a girl, and it was impossible for her to appear in such a state as "hibiscus is not as good as beauty makeup, and the water hall is full of pearls and fragrances".

But Yang Li'er is such a person, she is a natural Jiangnan opera, and she is also absolutely tactful, Qing Ruifan and her can be regarded as a good couple, she is only a monk halfway, a Buddha halfway, and she is still a mortal when she takes off the gold leaf.

"Look, the concubine is out." The crowd began to stir. Gu Lingge followed everyone's gaze and looked over, it was indeed Yang Li'er. The sedan chair is very high, made of silk, and ten people are carrying the horizontal wood steadily, and their faces are majestic. Yang Li'er showed her face with a pink veil, nodded slightly to the crowd, and was upright with the demeanor of the mother, and her every move was exemplary.

"The concubine is much more gentle than the queen's mother, no wonder the title is Wan." There were people in the crowd who were talking about it, and all kinds of voices were emerging. Gu Lingge didn't even move, a pair of eyes stared at the person on the chariot: there was definitely more than one inside.

"That's right, I don't know how this queen came from. Back then, he gave a nonsense rhetoric and made people queens, and he didn't seem to be convinced at all. There was another voice in the crowd, and it sounded resentful. Mu Yi glared fiercely in the direction where the voice came from, and then looked at Gu Lingge, his expression becoming solemn.

Gu Lingge didn't care about this, what people said was only in the left ear and out of the right ear, and all her attention was on the overwhelming bright yellow - Qing Ruifan, after all, still came. The moment she saw Qing Ruifan, her blood was cold.

Speaking of which, this is the first time Gu Lingge and Qing Ruifan have met after leaving the palace. It's the first time she's lost her temper with someone she's so familiar with, and when she's really bored these days, she feels like she's done too much, but on this side, she suddenly has no thoughts.

Everyone was right, and the noisy voices of these people were nothing more than a burden on her. Gu Lingge was a little confused for a while, and the gaze that stared at Qing Ruifan and Yang Li'er became more and more indifferent. She's not the kind of person who will be entangled all the time, so many times, the next step in knowing that something has nothing to do with her is to take it in stride without looking back.

Qing Ruifan looked over at this moment. Gu Lingge couldn't tell his gaze clearly, the complicated eyes that wanted to stop talking and wanted to distinguish the boundary. Gu Lingge didn't flinch, he looked at it how he wanted, he didn't back down or show weakness, it was like he didn't care.

"Mu Yi......" Before Gu Lingge finished speaking, he saw that Mu Yi had already clenched the hilt of the sword, and his whole face was full of righteous indignation, and even his face was as red as a lantern. She suddenly laughed. These people, one by one, will always know how to comfort her.

"Alright, let's go back." Gu Lingge suddenly felt relieved of everything. It doesn't matter what Qing Ruifan wants to do, she only cares about doing it at her own pace, and the rest of the things are not something she can manage. The world is strange at times, and everyone is different.

Mu Yi laughed when he saw her, so he naturally didn't care much about it, and helped her to walk back. Her body rose and fell in the crowd, Qing Ruifan looked at her distant figure, something seemed to be blocked in her throat, and a fishy sweet smell came up. He looked at Yang Li'er, who was smiling and smiling, and his heart became more and more depressed, but he still didn't say anything on his face, so he could only hold his hands tighter.

He couldn't hug her now, and even just looking at her like that was already exhausting all his strength. There's no going back for them. Things have changed to the point where there is no way around now. After Concubine Zhao returned, she only said one sentence; "The bell must be tied to the bell." Qing Ruifan was confused, but he couldn't get a further explanation.

He knew there were problems on both sides, but now was not the time to have a good conversation between the two of them. Lan Yi had already sent someone to report that the current king of the northern realm was already a strong outsider, and he had to take some measures. Although the foundation of Han and Qin is deep, after all, two fists are invincible to four hands, and although there are not many border affairs, once the precautions are relaxed, there will be endless troubles. He wants to be Gu Lingge's man, but he is now the master of the entire country. The people entrusted him with their lives, and he had to repay them peace.

Yunhu Hall is empty today. People were crowded on the streets, so Feng Yiluo was idle, and Chang'an stood in front of her with a whip on the table. Gu Lingge saw the dark brown color, with light silver in the middle, and knew that it was a silver birch whip. "What's wrong?" Mu Yi helped her sit down, and Gu Lingge frowned.

"Qing Ruiyang just asked someone to send it over." Feng Yiluo didn't know what this thing was, but Chang'an knew, and after telling her, the two of them were silent. Isn't this a thing that originally snowshuang? At that time, Mu Er came back from the mission and handed it to Gu Lingge, Gu Lingge changed hands and gave it to Yunshuang, and then it was always held by Yunshuang, what does it mean to take it back now?

"What did you say?" Qing Ruiyang has always been rectum, and his likes and dislikes are more specific. Gu Lingge looked at the whip and had a bad intuition in his heart.

"The princess wants to hang herself, but now she has been stopped, so she will take care of her, and I hope that the master will go to visit one or two." Chang'an retold it completely. The people of the Qing Ruiyang faction were arrogant, as if the entire Yunhu Hall owed them something in the mansion. At that time, Feng Yiluo was holding a whip, and a silver needle grazed the forehead of the person who came, and flew over, scattering a strand of sideburns. Everyone was amazed.

"Hanging?" Gu Lingge knew that Yunshuang was strong, but he didn't expect it to come to such a point. There have been too many things recently, and the letters sent really have no reference value, so Rao is Gu Lingge is also a little confused.

"The messenger said he would come to see you at dinner." Feng Yiluo looked at the sluggishness in Lingge's pupils, and added such a sentence lightly, and this matter was indirectly revealed. It was also noon, and a few people sat down to have a good meal. The man will come in the evening, so I'll say hello when he arrives.

Thousand Machine Pavilion.

The blue bird screen is still the same, the voice behind the screen is still the same, the table in front of Qing Ruifan is still the same, and even the tea is not almost delicious: "It's really the world is changing, I sit like a clock." Here, the pavilion master, not even a cup of tea has changed. ”

A deep male voice came from behind the screen, and a low laugh was pleasant: "It's nothing to change." The emperor is already satisfied, the world is peaceful, and he is also very leisurely. "It can only be a scene. Intelligence is profiteering at all times, and as long as it is open-minded, there is absolutely no such thing as idleness.

"Pavilion master, I'm afraid you've known each other for many years, why have you been facing me with a screen?" The man behind the screen looked at the young emperor through the curtain. Although it is true that I have known him for a long time, he is the kind of person who is cautious to the point of being sick, so he tries to avoid contact as much as possible. "If the son has any requirements, let's just say it, it is not a gentleman's job to be a strong man."

"The message that the Pavilion Master once gave me is really not bad at all." Qing Ruifan didn't answer positively, but just said something similar to flattery. He won't coerce this person, because he decided one second ago, and the next second he will know that the world is so big that he can run away at will, and at the end of the world, he is the free bird.

"Rely on the child's promotion." Since it's Tai Chi, let's do it together, and he really has nothing to do anyway.

"Then, the matter of the Nine Princesses ......" Qing Ruifan gently put down the teacup, and his eyes suddenly sharpened. The air fell, condensed and bound, and there was no escape.