Heaven and earth are always opposed, and if one day, they join forces with each other, it will be the time to destroy the heavens and the earth.

In the Mei Palace, everyone knelt on the ground with respectful faces, and listened to Hou Yinfa's father-in-law's decree.

"Fengtian carrier, the emperor summoned and said, Mei Meiren Mo Xiangli because of the meritorious rescue of the driver, from now on the special edict of the loyal and righteous concubine, ranked first in the nine Qing, enjoy the gift of the concubine, reward 100 taels of gold, 1,000 taels of silver, his father Mo County Ling inexplicably promoted to the county Yin, Qin this."

Gao Sheng finished reciting the holy decree with a stern face, and when Mo Xiangli and Hua Xihuan and others thanked him, he congratulated him with a smile on his face.

Mo Xiangli happily put the reward purse, handed it to Gao Sheng happily and said: "This is a little happy money, I hope that Mr. Gao will not dislike it, thanks to your care, Li'er has today."

"Congratulations to Niangniang, I am also festive, I know that Concubine Wu Niangniang has a bright future, and Gao Sheng has always regarded the people in the Mei Palace as my family, hehe."

Gao Sheng touched the head of the lovely palace maid who cherished the joy, and the cold eyes curved happily, and said with a smile.

"Great, Li'er, you will go out in the future and be in a higher position, and you don't have to whisper when you see everyone like before. This time, thanks to Brother Gao, he went out of the dormitory and took Li'er in. ”

Hua Xihuan clapped her hands happily and said, Gao Sheng saw her delicate appearance, and loved it more and more, and couldn't help pinching her elastic face, and said as a person who came over: "The way of the harem, you little girl still has to learn a lot, and now the concubine is in the limelight, and she should be modest."

Mo Xiangli nodded in his hands, holding the holy decree tightly, fluttering with black feathers, and Li's eyes were full of bitter happiness.

At this moment, the whole Mei Palace was full of joy, but the three concubines were mixed with joy.

In the Qingfeng Temple, Mrs. Li Zhaoqing, straightens her waist and kneels in front of the Buddha to worship the Buddha, the long green silk can only be pulled with a wooden hairpin, and the plain white clothes do not have any embellishment, which is incompatible in the gorgeous palace.

Li Junye was raised by this eldest sister since she was a child, and her bearing and taste also follow her.

It's just that the two sisters and brothers, the elder sister believes in Buddhism and avoids being alone in the mortal world, and the younger brother believes in the Tao and detachs himself from the world, although he has different beliefs, he can also tolerate it.

In recent years, Li Junye didn't dare to come to see her eldest sister, firstly, because she was afraid that she would solicit relatives for herself, and secondly, since Li Zhaoqing entered the palace, he has become more and more avoidant of the world and does not like to go out to deal with others.

Others may not know why, Mrs. Li does not fight for the emperor's favor, and she can't wait to close the door every day.

Li Junye knew in his heart that his sister was bitter and couldn't stay with the person she loved, so she married Xiao Jingyu for family responsibility.

Xiao Jingyu also knows that she has someone in her heart, and sometimes she spoils this sister who is three years older than herself, but she can't let go of her hands and feet. often awkwardly sat on a hardwood chair, awkwardly trying to find a conversation, and talked to this pure-hearted sister.

Although Li Zhaoqing stayed at home, he was well aware of the changes in the situation in the outside world, and he responded to all changes with the same change.

She heard the palace maid standing respectfully on her side behind her, bringing the first news in the Mei Palace, knocking on Muyu's hand and stopping the chanting in her mouth.

She slowly opened a pair of clear and cool eyes, raised her beautiful face with a flowery face and moon appearance, and said with a smile: "This concubine, this year is in the limelight, and her deeds are everywhere in the harem, but it makes people curious what kind of woman she is, when will she be invited to Qingfeng Temple to sit as a guest."

Tianlu Pavilion, in the courtyard, Zhao Guiren Zhao Yingying lifted the orange skirt and was kicking the shuttlecock with the palace maid, hearing the news brought by the palace maid, the corners of her mouth curved, and she said with a smile in her smart eyes:

"I have long seen that this Mei Meiren is a powerful person, and I can pull the former emperor and the former celebrity Gao Sheng as a backrest, and it is time for me to visit and celebrate in person."

Because Sima Jiao died in Ronghua Pavilion, the position of the three concubines was missing, and Mo Xiangli was promoted to the rank of nine concubines, and someone in the original nine concubines was destined to give up his position.

The person who was officially added by the third concubine today is also Sima Jiao's cousin, Ma Yirong, the concubine of Fu'an Hall, who was originally ranked among the nine concubines.

It's just that she is much more low-key and cold when she receives the holy decree, and the emperor sent a little eunuch who has only been in the palace for two years to go to Fu'an Hall to read out the holy decree:

"Fengtian carrier, the emperor said, because of the lack of the position of the three concubines, after the examination of the virtue of the concubine, from now on from the concubine to the concubine, enjoy the concubine treatment, admiration."

Ma Yirong accepted the holy decree with a blue face, looked at the little eunuch with a smile on his face, and wanted to please the money, and disdainfully asked the palace maid to send each of the three eunuchs a reward of one or two silver.

The three eunuchs looked at each other, this thin money can be distributed, the smile gradually faded, and said in a weird manner: "Congratulations Niangniang, it's time to be here, I heard that Wu Concubine Niangniang, the little eunuchs who are accompanying her today are quite rich."

Ma Yirong heard the ridicule in their words, and just wanted to lose his temper, but the three eunuchs patted their butts and left.

Ma Yirong was pulled and pressed on a chair by the palace maid, and after listening to her usual depressing words, she angrily put the holy decree on the table, made a loud voice, and scolded: "Damn it! Now even the eunuchs have bullied me. ”

This decree perfunctorily announced her promotion to the rank of concubine, and even the title was not changed, which is enough to show that she has not received much attention. And the people of the Sima family did not send anyone over to congratulate, but simply sent a celebratory gift.

The more Ma Yirong thought about it, the more angry he became, and on his elegant face, he couldn't help but sneer and said:

"I'm a cheap lady, and I'm really grateful to my cousin for giving up her position. It just so happens that we are sealed on the same day, and the concubine is in charge today, and she will not meet the enemies left by her cousin, how can it be reasonable. ”

Mo Xiang is very lively today's Mei Palace, from morning to night, when the people who came to congratulate were entertained one after another.

In the vast countryside, the golden reeds, with the invasion of the autumn wind, spread out wave after wave.

Against the backdrop of reeds, a flock of fiery horses slammed over the withered yellow weeds on the surface, and the iron hooves brought a little bit of dry grass clippings into the air.

Yesterday, Han Qing ignored Fan Moya and faced him coldly, but today his attitude reversed and he rode a dark horse with Fan Moya affectionately.

Fan Moya's subordinates, seeing Han Qing eager to turn into a puddle of water and collapse in Fan Moya's arms, secretly hated him in their hearts, bewitched people, and secretly annoyed that the Holy Son was too good to Han Qing, a bad man.

Fan Moya held the reins of the horse with one hand and Han Qing's slender waist with the other, and in the ambiguous interaction, the horse was among the best, and gradually fell to the end, opening up a long distance from the army.

If anyone looked back, their righteous Son, knowing his behavior at this time, would surely be ashamed and impermanent.

Han Qing's belt had long been scattered in the wind, and if someone took a closer look, they would definitely find a looming scenery under the long robe.

Han Qing bit his moist red lips and snuggled in Fan Moya's arms, humming and chirping, listening to the meat eater's heart becoming more and more ape-like.

As the horses galloped, the pants were lost, the shoes were lost, and Han Qing was left with only the robe hanging from his arm.

Han Qing was tortured by Fan Moya, and he almost couldn't sit still, so he could grab his shoulders so that he could sit firmly on the horse's back.

The dark horse doesn't hide affairs, only knows the two people on the horse, and they don't stop.

The two were not satisfied, and rolled into the reeds again, and the black horse stopped at the reeds, listened to the noise inside, and kicked its hooves irritably.

At the end of the line, by the time Fan Moya caught up with the large army again, Han Qing had already sat upright, lying in his arms, his little face clinging to his chest like water.

Han Qing's empty robe, with the galloping of the black horse, flew up and down in the air, revealing a pair of slender and straight thighs in the slightly cool air, as well as the scenery under the robe.

Fan Moya's subordinates peeked at Han Qing's slit robe, his long legs were smooth, and it was secretly clear what the two of them were doing behind them, and their hearts began to shake subtly.

"Ah Qing, don't move." Fan Moya's breath, which was finally stabilized, began to mess up again as Han Qing's head moved.

"Hmm, I'm uncomfortable with your diaphragm...... Han Qing patted the thing that stood up under him in annoyance, and said with watery eyes in his eyes.

"Just touch it, don't be seen." Fan Moya's upright face came to his ear and whispered shamelessly.

Han Qing pursed his mouth aggrievedly, and his hand was unwilling to serve the disobedient stick below.

"Tap, Ahhhh Fan Moya was heavily abused by him, and couldn't help but whisper hoarsely.

"It's best to fold this disobedient thing." Han Qing said hatefully, but his hand weakened with Fan Moya's words.

Han Qing looked at him comfortably and secretly complained, and from time to time he retaliated with a little revenge, which always made Fan Moya tremble, bowed his head like an old master to treat naughty students, and stopped him in a panic: "I can't help it, I can't help it."

Fan Moya's subordinates often heard the unusual sound of laughter behind them, and their slender nerves were provoked to become more and more fragile, and they gradually consciously stayed away from the horse, and while secretly scolding Han Qing's hooves in their hearts, they always couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

I couldn't help but think in my heart: If I was touched by Han Qing's hands, it would be worth going to hell in this life. It is certainly not as refreshing to be a son as a prostitute.

In fact, if Han Qing knew that they thought so, he would have sharpened his knife a long time ago, and sneered and slashed to death with their crooked thoughts.

It's a pity that at this time, Han Qingni Bodhisattva crossed the river, and it was difficult to protect himself, so he couldn't cut people, and he couldn't even pull out a grass, so he could only let others knead the round flat.

When people's greed is satisfied, it will only grow bigger and bigger, like a bottomless pit of dissatisfaction.

Fan Moya looked at the obedient rabbit who was very tired in his arms and slept quietly against him, and his thin lips curled into a happy smile.

Who said tigers can't be played!

I knew that this trick was so effective, so why bother waiting for the beginning, sometimes being reserved is a useless fig leaf, and there is no trace left when you pull it.

Fan Moya couldn't help but think that if Han Qing could stay by his side forever, the supreme divine dao, which was as heavy as Mount Tai, would be lost if it was lost, and there would be no pity.

What a sin it is for Bei Hanjing to have such a beautiful gem!

It is better to let him take over completely, so that the gem can bloom with the most beautiful brilliance, Fan Moya's silver eyes narrowed dangerously, and the evil aura between his eyebrows became more and more intense, as if the evil god was coming to the world.