For Wang Jue of Fangming Palace, Yan Xu of the Temple of Heaven had already strolled in the garden, and she stood quietly and motionless.

Although the subordinates beside him felt puzzled, they could only stay where they were, waiting for their master.

When the sun almost rose in mid-air, the bright sunshine was sprinkled between heaven and earth, the birds overhead had finished singing and flying, and the eunuchs and palace maids on both sides also hurried by, hurrying over, and the number of people increased significantly.

At this time, Yan Xu slowly opened his eyes, and the butterfly that was resting on his shoulder was suddenly startled and flew up.

Yan Xu took a step at this time, but the direction was not any palace but the direction of the cold palace.

In the direction of the cold palace, there is not only the cold palace, but also the vulgar institutions in the palace and the residences where the palace ladies live.

Yan Xu suddenly approached, so that the eunuchs and palace maids who passed by around couldn't help but salute with surprise.

This place has always been a place that people in the harem are unwilling to approach, let alone witches.

The people here may not know the true identity of the girl in front of them, most of them are looking at this dress and knowing that the girl in front of them is extremely noble.

As Yan Xu went deeper, he could gradually hear the noise coming from various courtyards, most of which were vulgar words. Up to the front, I heard an unusually bright scolding, and a shallow crying.

Yan Xu's pace gradually accelerated, and the palace maid and eunuch who followed behind him, although they covered their noses and didn't like the smell in the palace, they still followed Yan Xu closely.

When he came to a courtyard away, the unbearable scolding was close at hand, and Yan Xu knew that he had found it.

She strode in, and what she saw was a chaotic scene.

Three or four women were dressed in linen plain clothes, with their heads bowed in the back, not daring to move, and only one of them, who looked to be in their thirties, was kneeling on the bluestone floor, with overturned buckets and a few pieces of clothing in front of them. In front of her was a snarky old woman in her forties and fifties, brandishing a whip and scolding loudly.

No one thought that at this time, someone would unexpectedly and suddenly walk into the courtyard of this subordinate. Coincidentally, this forty or fifty-year-old woman seemed to be planning to give a whip to the girl in front of her who had made a mistake.

I saw the tail of the whip going around in front of Yan Xu, and the palace maids and eunuchs who followed behind couldn't help but exclaim a few times. It was this exclamation that caught the attention of the courtyard, and the woman swung her whip with all her might, but the old woman's whip could not be stopped.

Yan Xu didn't move, and the tail of the whip swept past her ghost mask in front of her like this, and flung it to the side. There was a crisp sound. Because the old woman had changed direction, the whip was glad not to have been thrown at anyone, but only in the air.

"The noble man forgives the sins, the noble man forgives the sins. That old man looked at Yan Xu's gorgeous clothes, just thinking that she was a relative of the current emperor or a harem. Perhaps it was for the basin of clothes on the ground, but it was the woman who had been punished who looked up, and then bowed her head and bowed down.

"She, what did she do?" Yan Xu said lightly, and the cold voice seemed to be like the weather in early spring, and it melted into the air.

"Tell the nobles, this slut has washed the clothes of Fangming Palace, this is the clothes of Concubine Jue's personal female official, this, this is a felony. "The old woman on the ground is babbling about the sins of this inferior woman.

Yan Xu was not interested in listening, just worked hard, listened to a few words carefully, then raised his foot and walked in front of the lower girl.

The girl looked at the delicate shoes in front of her, the small feet of an eight- or nine-year-old girl, delicate and small, and the woman's prostrate eyes couldn't help but shine a soft light.

"Thou, what is your name? Yan Xu interrupted the old woman's chatter, and asked the elderly woman in front of him.

"The next girl, her name is Zhichun. The woman replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Maybe it's this attitude of neither humility nor arrogance, which seems out of place in this courtyard at the bottom of the ground.

"You, would you like to come to my palace?" Yan Xu spoke, and this sentence caused everyone present to exclaim.

"Daughter, I don't want to. This answer caused another kind of surprise to everyone.

Yan Xu was not surprised, she slowly squatted down, her face was close to the ear of the lower girl, and said softly: "I know, you have a daughter of the same age as me, right?"

I saw the kneeling daughter, trembling all over, Yan Xu said calmly: "I will make a deal with you, and use your daughter in exchange for freedom." Thou hast no choice, for at the end of both paths is a capital offense. It is a capital sin to sin the offspring of a guilty minister, and it is a capital sin to sin against me, and it is also a capital sin to sin against you. “

Yan slowly stood up, as if nothing had happened, but the difference was that the lower girl, all over her body, was trying to restrain and tremble.

Her eyes, oily and gentle, turned into panic and despair.

The nine-year-old girl in the courtyard hid under the bed every day, and she couldn't hide for long.

"Later, my carriage will come and pick you up. Yan Xu didn't want to say anything, and although the people present were confused, they didn't dare to ask. But the old woman said that she was not afraid of death and asked: "Nobleman, I don't know what happened to the noble man who took Zhichun, if he took it, who will bear this, this clothes." “

"Sacrifice. Yan slowly turned his head and looked coldly at the man kneeling there.

I just felt cold, as if I had fallen into an ice cellar. These cold eyes, with more than cold air, and the coldness that pierces people's hearts.

As long as it is right, it seems to be targeted by fate in general.

Yan Xu left, as when he came, without taking anything with him, and left again.

But she knew, at least, her goal had been achieved, and then, only the emperor was left.

In the garden at this time, Wang Jue was inviting Qiu Yuanyuan to sit in the pavilion, looking at the Weiming Lake beside him, and a few blooming peonies, drinking tea.

Xu Guifei said that she was sick and did not come. Also, for Xu Guifei, it is enough to be able to enter the palace, and she doesn't care if she is favored or not.

It's Qiu Yuanyuan and Wang Jue, to put it bluntly, they are all going to the position of the queen, and the elders of the two are in the same court, and they naturally have the heart to compete with each other.

It's just that for now, it should be Wang Jue who wins.

"Sister, I heard that yesterday the emperor went to my sister's palace, my sister is really blessed. Qiu Yuanyuan opened his mouth.

"Isn't this natural? But don't worry, sister, soon, it will be my sister's turn. Wang Jue smiled and tasted the tea in his hand. The latest style of pearl earrings is being worn on Wang Jue's round earlobes.

"But yesterday, some subordinates actually said that the emperor went to the Temple of Heaven in the middle of the night. You say, these subordinates are really talking nonsense. “

After Wang Jue heard this, his face couldn't help but darken, but soon, he kept his smile and said: "This is indeed the truth, in the second half of the night, there was news from the Temple of Worship Heaven, saying that there was a major national event to discuss with the emperor, and our concubine should have encouraged the emperor to focus on state affairs, doesn't my sister think so?"

"Since, naturally, my sister said yes. But my sister is not afraid, after all, the witch envoy is also the queen. Qiu Yuanyuan barely held back his smile, but he didn't expect to be rounded back by Wang Jue.

"My sister can't say that, state affairs come first, if the emperor hears this, it's not good. Wang Jue said solemnly

"My sister is really big-bellied, but today, there is no big deal, my sister wishes my sister a round house with the emperor as soon as possible. After speaking, Qiu Yuanyuan picked up the wine glass and wanted to toast a cup of tea.

"Then inherit my sister's good words, and after my sister's round house, it will naturally be my sister's turn. Wang Jue said with a smile. I just wanted to drink it all, but I heard Qiu Yuanyuan exclaim in a low voice: "Eh, isn't that the queen's mother?"

Wang Jue put down the teacup in his hand, turned his head, and found that the one who was heading towards the garden was the little girl who robbed the emperor yesterday. It is impossible to say that Wang Jue is not angry, especially that Wang Jue is still an arrogant woman.