Chapter 452: I always feel that we have known each other for many years
Shen Miaoyan was silent, since ancient times, emperors have been afraid of generals who hold military power, and it is normal for his father to be feared by the emperor.
"Before my father's death, the crown prince was imprisoned in the East Palace, I took the opportunity to launch a palace change, and when I arrived in the Qianhe Palace, my father was not surprised, he already knew my plan."
He glanced at Shen Miaoyan, "When he was dying, he said that Shen Guogong was in charge of the army, and only by getting rid of him could I truly become the emperor of Chu State." Of course, he also ordered me to kill Jun Tianlan, but Jun Tianlan is treacherous and cunning, and he is not as easy to deal with as your father. β
Shen Miaoyan took a sip of tea, and her face was indifferent: "If the emperor had not left a will, would you still do it to my father?" β
"When I ascended the throne, the Imperial History Mansion and the Prime Minister's Mansion had already begun to frame your father. At that time, the Guogong Mansion was already an empty shell, and your father's connections were all controlled by your uncle. The arrow is ready to fly, and I must kill him in order to gain the support of most of the people in the court. Chu Yunjian held Shen Miaoyan's little hand, "But I regret it now, I shouldn't have killed your father." β
Shen Miaoyan withdrew his hand, "But if you regret it, they won't come back to life." β
There was silence in the dormitory.
After a long time, as if to hide this embarrassment, Chu Yunjian stood up and smiled a little cautiously: "I will go and ask the imperial dining room to prepare some dishes that you like to eat." β
When he was gone, the door of the temple was closed again.
Shen Miaoyan stayed alone in the darkness, lowered her eyes, and slowly pulled up a wry smile at the corner of her lips.
She hated them for so many years, tried her best to deal with them, but she couldn't kill anyone at all.
The fall of the Prime Minister's Mansion was done by the fourth brother.
The culprit of the collapse of the Guogong Mansion was the former emperor, but the former emperor had already died......
She can't dig up his imperial tomb and whip the corpse, that would be too perverted.
She held her little face, and her eyes were full of sorrow.
After Shen Yueru was abolished, the harem was noisy and strangely calm.
Everyone knew that the emperor hid Shen Miaoyan in the Yiyuan Palace, but no one dared to put a beak.
In the previous dynasty, the tug-of-war between Chu Yunjian and Jun Tianlan was still going on, and everyone wanted to control the government in their own hands, and everyone wanted the other party to die.
The civil and military officials were busy standing in line, and Chu Suiyu was caught in the middle, and kept pulling some neutral officials under his command.
The entire capital of Chu State is showing a trend of wind and rain coming.
On the ninth day, the star-picking tower was finally built with the best craftsmen and treasury resources in the capital.
The dangerous building is 100 feet high, and you can enjoy its magnificence from any place in the capital.
The body of the building is built up of wood, the carved beams and painted buildings are splendid, the silk yarn is flying, and the magnificence is like the heavenly palace.
And few people know that this high-rise building was given to his beloved woman by the current emperor.
The night in September was quite cold, Shen Miaoyan soaked in the bathtub and bathed, stretching her body comfortably, secretly happy in her heart, as long as she passed tomorrow, she would be able to return to the master's mansion.
In the past nine days, Chu Yunjian would accompany her for three meals, but there was no movement to cross the distance.
Is it really reformed?
She thought about it, got up from the bathtub, and the three palace maids guarding outside the screen came over with trays in their hands, and the other two palace maids picked up the clothes on the tray and lowered their heads to put them on for Shen Miaoyan.
"What are you doing here?" Shen Miaoyan raised her eyebrows, a few days ago, she didn't have such a good treatment.
A palace maid said softly: "The Star Picking Tower has been built, and the emperor invites Miss Shen to go upstairs to view the moon." β
As he spoke, he gently put on his coat for her.
Shen Miaoyan lowered his head, this fabric is snow-white and soft, as light as cicada wings, it is very comfortable to wear on the body, and I don't know what kind of material it is.
The palace maid tied a palm-wide carp lotus flower waist seal for her, and pushed her to the dresser in the hall and combed her hair.
She combed her hair very well, and after a while, she combed Shen Miaoyan's hair in a bun, took a Qibao tassel hairpin on the tray, and gently inserted it for her.
And the maid of the palace took pearl ointment to even her face, and picked out some rose lipstick and applied it to her lips and between the two cheeks.
The face of the girl in the rhombic mirror is like a silver plate, her eyes are like autumn water, and the tails of her eyes are full of charm, which is really amazing.
Several palace maids were all a little demented, and when Shen Miaoyan got up, they came back to their senses, and one of them praised: "Miss is so beautiful, the name of the first beauty in the capital, I'm afraid I can afford it." β
Shen Miaoyan's voice was indifferent: "It's just skin." β
Several palace maids glanced at each other and hurriedly led her to the Star Picking Tower.
The wind of the autumn night was cool, Shen Miaoyan stood in front of the star-picking tower, looked up, the lights on the high-rise buildings were bright, and the rows of red lanterns under the eaves danced in the wind, which was extremely dazzling.
She lowered her head and entered the Star Picking Tower.
A spiral staircase led to the top floor, and she climbed for a long time to finally come up, and in front of her was a carved wooden door.
The maid guarding the door lowered her head and pushed open the door, Shen Miaoyan stepped into the threshold, only to see that the pavilion was luxuriously decorated, gold and vermilion complemented each other, and in the brilliant lights, a young man in a moon-white dragon robe stood under the eaves with his hands in his hands, quietly looking down into the distance.
Those firelights reflected on his golden crown of coiling dragons, refracting pale golden light, and just one back was already noble and majestic, revealing the appearance of a true emperor.
Xu is hearing the footsteps, Chu Yunjian turned around, and the girl who stepped into the threshold was slender and her face was like a hibiscus, her snow-white light gauze sleeves and skirt were swept by the night breeze, and the broken silver tassels flashed with a little light like flowing water, reflecting the white and tender face of the little face.
"Punch words." He called her with a smile.
Shen Miaoyan walked over slowly, but her tone was cold: "What do you want to do?" β
Chu Yunjian stared at her, and the smile on the corner of his lips became more and more gentle: "I want to invite you to take a look at the rivers and mountains of Chu State." β
Shen Miaoyan walked to the eaves, but saw that a large area of lights in the capital in the distance was extremely bright, and farther away, countless families lived along the river, and the lights along the coast were like a flowing golden ribbon.
Tonight was peaceful.
The two stood side by side, and after a long time, Chu Yunjian stretched out his hand and tentatively touched her head: "I often think that I and you, how much is it possible for me and you to be together again." β
Shen Miaoyan dodged to the side, and her voice was crisp: "We have never been together, so why do we say 'again'!" β
Hearing this, Chu Yunjian looked at her face under the lamplight, and smiled elegantly: "Is it?" I always feel that we have known each other for many years. β
His eyes were very clean, and under the hazy light of the red crepe lantern, he seemed to vaguely return to that year, when the spring flowers were blooming, and he went to visit the Shen Mansion with snacks.
Pianpian son, gentle as jade.
She was only ten years old at the time, sitting on a branch, peeking at him through the branches, the sun shining on his shoulders and white jade hairpins, and she thought that her fiancΓ© was the most beautiful man in the world.
But that's in the past.
She was thinking about it, but her wrist was held by Chu Yunjian: "Miao Yan, you still have mine in your heart." Isn't it?! β
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