Chapter 7 Disguise yourself as a palace maid and accompany me

Yang Leyu withdrew his hand as if he was electrocuted, turned around and walked outside, and was grabbed by Mu Chengzhou's wrist.

"I'm not dressed properly, if the concubine goes out now, I'm afraid I will really bear the false name of 'filthy harem'."

What he said is true, anyone who sees this situation will cover their mouths tightly. Seeing Mu Qinghong's silhouette blocking the door of the palace, Yang Leyu said anxiously: "Then what should I do?" ”

Mu Chengzhou motioned for her to hide behind the screen with her eyes, and Yang Leyu didn't have time to think about it, so she immediately did so.

After she hid it, Mu Chengzhou said, "Come in." ”

The door of the hall opened, Mu Qinghong looked at him for a long time, and glanced at the inner room: "Why did the imperial brother respond so late, I thought there were distinguished guests in the house." ”

"What kind of guest is there?" Mu Chengzhou untied the jade belt and stepped into the steaming wooden basin. Warm water rippled across his shoulders and neck. "What are you going to do?"

Mu Qinghong: "I want to intercede for two people. ”

Mu Chengzhou sneered, "If you intercede for the Queen Mother, you might as well go back to the vigil." ”

Mu Qinghong's meaning was expected by him, and he no longer went around in circles. "The imperial father died, and the imperial mother was heartbroken, but after all, she is the middle palace of the mother's world, and our dynasty has always ruled the country with filial piety, even if the imperial brother hates her, she should not ignore the ethics of the gang. If this is done, lest the people of the world be terrified. ”

Mu Chengzhou knew that he would shake off these benevolence, righteousness and filial piety, so he looked at him: "If you don't want her to die, it's simple, just let her chant and copy scriptures for Concubine Zhuang day and night until she is dazzled, so I will spare her." ”

Mu Qinghong sank and waved his hands respectfully: "Thank you, Brother Huang." ”

Mu Chengzhou: "Don't you still have a personal favor to beg?" Who? ”

Mu Qinghong took a breath, "Yu beauty." ”

Chapter VII

Mu Chengzhou's eyebrows moved slightly, a faint smile appeared on his lips, and he glanced at the screen, "I remember that Concubine Yu's mother just entered the palace this morning, and you are not familiar with her, right?" ”

Mu Qinghong: "It's the first time I've met her, but I see that she is the same age as the two of us, although she is above us, she is in her prime, and she has never been blessed to serve the emperor's father, so she is not a real concubine, so she came to intercede before." ”

Mu Chengzhou raised his arm and put it on the edge of the basin, and his arm dripped water, splashed to the ground, and flowed to the screen.

There was a brief silence. Yang Leyu's heart hung again, and Mu Qinghong never thought of interceding for her. After all, these two brothers are really not like each other at all, an angel and a demon.

Mu Chengzhou said: "You think about her, but she doesn't necessarily remember you well." He paused deliberately, and looked at the person behind the screen, "Life and death are also in your own hands, when I see Concubine Yu's mother, ask her what she means, maybe she wants to die?" ”

Yang Leyu almost got stuck in her throat and didn't choke in her eyes, how can she be so bad as a person?

Mu Qinghong thanked him and pushed the door away.

Mu Chengzhou: "Don't come out yet?" ”

Yang Leyu jumped out with his cuffs clutched.

Mu Chengzhou: "Just now my imperial brother heard everything clearly, right?" ”

Yang Leyu nodded.

Mu Chengzhou looked at her playfully, "What does the concubine mean?" ”

Of course, Yang Leyu wanted to live, but she had a hunch that he was by no means a good person who responded to his needs, and said, "How can Wuyang Hou avoid my funeral?" ”

Mu Chengzhou didn't answer in a hurry, and glanced at the hanger, "Concubine Lao's mother brought the towel and handkerchief." ”

Yang Leyu did so, and didn't look over his head when he handed it to him.

Mu Chengzhou stood up from the basin, and the sound of water was dripping. Yang Leyu wanted to see if he had a Meta logo around his waist, but even if he lent her 10,000 cheeky skin, it would be difficult to peel off her thin noodles.

Mu Chengzhou wiped his body, "Why is the concubine blushing?" ”

It's okay if he doesn't say it, Yang Leyu doesn't feel hot at all, as soon as he says this, he suddenly feels a heat rushing to his cheeks, and even the roots of his ears are hot.

"You, your inner room is too hot!" Yang Leyu prevaricated with excuses.

"Really?" Mu Chengzhou did not hurry to wipe off the water stains, picked up his clothes and put them on, and said with a smile: "I thought that the concubine had some bad thoughts about her son. ”

Boom! Yang Leyu bit her lip tightly and quickly diverted the topic: "So what do you want to do to avoid my funeral?" ”

Mu Chengzhou: "There is no free lunch in the world, you want to pick up a life, what do you get in exchange?" ”

Yang Leyu knew that it was not that simple, she was a newcomer, she had neither savings nor connections, what else could she use to buy her life?

"What does Wuyang Hou want?"

Mu Chengzhou narrowed his narrow eyes and looked at her, calmly with a bit of fun, "I want you," Yang Leyu trembled, and then he said, "Accompany me." ”

Yang Leyu still didn't dare to express this tone, for fear that he would make another big turn.

Mu Chengzhou smiled: "Don't be afraid, concubine, I have no mother since I was a child, and I don't have a companion around me." Not to mention that the concubine and my mother are in love with me, and they are my life-saving benefactor, and my son just wants the concubine to be by my side from time to time, okay? ”

Yang Leyu couldn't tell how true his words were, and relied on him first. Nodding.

"Then it's decided." Mu Chengzhou said: "It's inconvenient for your identity to come to me often. Tomorrow is the enthronement ceremony, and the concubine might as well dress up as a palace maid to accompany me. Every day in the future, I want you to stay with me for four hours, how about it? ”

He thought about her, and the weasel gave the chicken a New Year's greeting, but he didn't have a good heart. Yang Leyu thought so in her heart, but she still agreed. After all, after being by his side for a long time, there is always a chance to see his back.

Yang Leyu returned to Leyi Palace, and Wu Buyue was waiting for her boredly.

Seeing that she came back without revitalization, Wu Buyue came up and carefully checked whether she was injured, "Xiao Yu'er, did the rebel do anything to you?" Also, is he Huo Yu or not? ”

Yang Leyu shook his head and sighed lightly: "I didn't find a chance to inspect at all." She was thin-skinned, and she didn't dare to mention what happened to Wu Buyue just now, she only said that Mu Chengzhou wanted her to pretend to be a palace maid.

Wu Buyue pondered for a moment, "This is easy to do, I am a member of the Sephora Annual Card, and the beauty makeup palace will wear makeup." ”

Yang Leyu believes that Wu Buyue's makeup level, tomorrow is the enthronement ceremony, with Mu Chengzhou's temperament, he will definitely invite the queen to come, if she recognizes it at that time, it may be difficult again, it is better to use the identity of the palace maid.

In the early morning of the next day, before dawn, the sound of the eunuch's whip to celebrate the new emperor's accession to the throne had already broken through the sky, and resounded in the palaces.

Wu Buyue came early, appropriated a set of palace maid costumes from Shangyi Supervisor, and pressed Yang Leyu in front of the bronze mirror to draw for a long time.

Yang Leyu's facial features are good, and a pair of peach blossom eyes are smart and energetic, but her personality is soft and glutinous, which adds a bit of Chuchu. Wu Buyue made her a hibiscus pseudo-plain makeup, with palace maid costumes, and she really looked like a maid of a small family.

After the dress was over, Yang Leyu went to the Qinzheng Palace.

The square in front of the palace of Qinzheng Hall was full of civil and military officials, who on the one hand proclaimed 'Long live Your Majesty', and on the other hand, there were many whispers and whispers to denigrate the new emperor. Yang Leyu lowered his head and followed a group of palace maids holding dishes into the hall.