The vertical arch hall is the place where the saint deals with government affairs and summons the ministers on weekdays, and is in the south of the Funing Palace. It is not as empty and majestic as the Wende Palace, but it makes people feel a little warm, but this warmth can only be felt by the saint, and for the courtiers, it is only the place where the saint's "inner court" borrows the ministers.

The fire three years ago was not too badly damaged, but it was only slightly repaired, and the furnishings inside were even more unpretentious than before. Emperor Yan has always liked a comfortable and comfortable place, in addition to going to the Wende Hall every morning to manage the government, he usually reviews the notes here, reads books and practices calligraphy. Emperor Yan has recently had a favorite thing, that is, Xuan Wenye entered the palace and played tea with him in the vertical arch hall. Within two days, rumors began to circulate in the palace that the two harem ladies who did not like elegance and tranquility had already been obsessed with the Wenye girl of Lanzihui, and as a result, it was reported from the Ministry of Rites today that Mo Xiaohou and Miss Wen San were married.

"Shameless! Thinking about things that don't belong to you won't end well, is she a businesswoman and the prince of the Hou Mansion, is she a good match? ”

It was the eldest princess Chu Tianjiao who spoke, that day she ordered someone to openly talk about Wen Ye under the palace wall because she wanted to give Wen Ye a wake-up call, but she never thought that Wen Ye had become the little lady of the Hou Mansion just three days later, where could she swallow this breath.

"Of course I don't deserve it, but this is the meaning of the Queen Mother, and the holy decree of marriage has been made."

The big palace maid beside her knew her master's hot temper, for fear that she would be affected by her troubles again, and if she couldn't persuade her, it could only imply that the matter was a foregone conclusion, even if she went to the Holy Shrine to make trouble, it would be useless.

Chu Tian was squeamish, and with a flick of his hand, the refreshments and fruits on the table fell all over the ground. The little palace maid who was beaten that day lowered her head and stepped forward to inform her of the Empress Dowager's summoning of Wen Ye into the palace today.

Chu Tianjiao sneered and nodded, today she is going to meet this third lady of the Wen family in person, what is the ability to make Mo Yan agree to this family business. She got up and went out of the hall to the Cining Palace, and the group sat in the courtyard outside the Cining Palace, and a woman in Tsing Yi was led into the courtyard by the little father-in-law.

"Eldest princess, she is Wen Ye!"

The sharp-eyed little palace maid recognized Wen Ye at once, she touched her slightly swollen face, and she wrote down the fifty slaps that day.

"Tsing Yi light yarn is really her!"

Chu Tianjiao sneered, got up to greet him, and the little princess recognized the eldest princess, and hurriedly led Wen Ye to stand aside to make way for him. When the two met, the little palace maid that day pretended to bend her ankle and knocked Wen Ye to the ground with a crooked body.

"Miss Wen, are you okay?"

The little father-in-law was startled, he didn't expect such a thing to happen, he hurriedly helped Wen Ye who fell, and was shocked and scared, everyone in the palace knew that the eldest princess had never been a master of peace.

"Eldest princess, she stretched out her foot to trip me, she doesn't know who I am!"

The little palace maid was still paralyzed on the ground and covered her ankles, making the gesture of the wicked suing first. Chu Tianjiao stopped, turned around and smiled contemptuously.

"Where did the girl come from, so unruly."

Wen Yefu smiled, still bowing, this arrangement was really clumsy, she had looked down on this eldest princess before.

"Courtier Wen Ye, I've seen the eldest princess."

Chu Tianjiao saw that she called herself a "courtier", and she was angry, this was clearly relying on Mo Yan and dragging the imperial brother to death, and she really didn't delay at either end!

"You're Wen Ye? Then it's no wonder, I heard that you are a businesswoman, it is normal to have a low background and do not know the number of courtesies, and the people who are businessmen are full of male thieves and prostitutes, it is difficult to get into the hall of elegance, how can anyone in this palace come in, it is really an eyesore to watch! ”

Wen Ye squinted her eyes, she believed that what Bi Xiao said was true today, and then let the housekeeper slap the palace maid's mouth, her master still didn't have a long memory, and she really didn't want to endure this tone today.

"Heh, the title of eldest princess, you really don't deserve it!"

Chu Tianjiao hates others the most for saying that she is not worthy of her position, she is no longer the little girl in the palace who is bullied at will, she is the eldest princess with a noble status!

"Slut, you have deceived the imperial brother by tricks, and now you still have to worry about Mo Yan and be delusional!"

Chu Tianjiao was furious, glared at Wen Ye viciously, and raised his hand to see that this palm was about to fall.

"Has the eldest princess ever thought about what the consequences of this palm falling?"

Hearing a calm voice behind her, Chu Tianjiao hadn't reacted yet, her wrist had been embedded, and she grinned in pain.

"Little Marquis Mo, Hugh has to be rude to His Highness!"

The little palace maid who was paralyzed on the ground reacted immediately, and her shout woke Chu Tianjiao up.

"Bold Moyan, this palace is the eldest princess of Tianjiao, you are so humiliated with me because of a merchant girl. I will tell Your Majesty that there is no place for you to die. ”

Mo Yan let go of his hand, his eyes were indifferent, he took out the handkerchief in his sleeve and wiped his hands in disgust.

"If you want to be respected by others, you must first have the virtue of convincing others. This son of the world can't help but manage when he sees the dog fighting people, if you are not satisfied, you can accuse me of the crime, and I will not accompany you! ”

After Mo Yan finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to Chu Tianjiao's nonsense, and looked at Wen Ye, who was weak on the side, and he really looked pitiful.

"Why is the third lady staying here? The Empress Dowager summoned you and me to discuss the matter of marriage, and you must not miss the time. ”

Mo Yan turned around and walked towards the Cining Palace, and Wen Yeqiang cheered up and followed him.

"Aren't you pretty good? How do you not know to hide? ”

Wen Ye frowned slightly, staggering and a little unsteady, the little father-in-law behind him wanted to help, but he glanced at Mo Yan and dispelled this idea. Mo Yan saw that she didn't answer, and stood in place with a light sigh.

"Do you know why I entered the palace today?"

"Because of what?"

Wen Ye reached out to grab his sleeve, Mo Yan dodged in a flash, he was tossed by the people of the Ministry of Rites for a long time yesterday, if he knew that it was so troublesome to become a parent, he should not have agreed so readily that day.

"Do you want to ask me about the good things you did?"

Wen Ye struggled to smile, she came today to discuss with the Empress Dowager and Emperor Yan, and asked the Ministry of Rites to change some regulations to make family affairs as simple as possible.

Mo Yan saw that she was smiling reluctantly, and saw that her cheeks were red and she couldn't open her eyes, so he reached out to probe her forehead, which was really hot. Mo Yan was relieved at once, she had a fever, no wonder she would be bullied today, how could she not hide from the palace maid who bumped into her with her usual skills.

"I'll send you out of the palace, and I'll talk to the Empress Dowager."

Wen Ye waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, Mo Yan frowned and stepped forward to pick her up, and his soft and hot body was close to him, which made him feel impatient, but Wen Ye in his arms was not honest.

"Let me down, I have something important to see Emperor Yan."

Wen Ye twisted and tried to break free from his arms, Mo Yan's arms tightened and imprisoned her firmly in his arms, she was so sick that she still had to hold on to see the saint, what was the big deal?

"What's the matter? I'll help you relay that. ”

"Our family affairs are a bit cumbersome, I want to ......"

Halfway through Wen Ye's words, he buried his head in Mo Yan's sturdy arms in shame. Mo Yan only felt that his scalp was numb, as if there was a fire about to rush out of his body, and it was not a way to go on like this.

"You stay honest, I didn't count it just now."

Wen Ye raised his head slightly with half-squinted eyes, and the Adam's apple on Mo Yan's neck rolled up and down. She blinked in disbelief, was he nervous? How is this possible, it must be my own dazzle! His embrace is so warm, and the sound of his pounding heartbeat is so reassuring.

"Don't move, it's not honest when you're sick."

Today's Mo Yan was cold and arrogant with a hint of tenderness, which was different from him at any time, Wen Ye blushed, honestly nestled in his arms and did not make any more trouble, happily enjoying his unique favor for him.

"Sorry for the trouble."

"Hmph, there's a lot of things you're sorry for."

The corners of Mo Yan's mouth were slightly hooked, and he quickened his pace, so that this place was not far from the north gate of Miyagi. Bixiao saw Mo Yan coming with a woman in her arms from a distance, she walked over to see what was going on, and when she got closer, she saw that it was actually her own young lady.

"Little Marquis Mo, what's wrong with my young lady?"

"She's having a fever, don't you know?"

Mo Yan had a hint of complaint in his words, and his expression was not as calm as before.

"You know, I can't beat her."

Bi Xiao replied angrily, Miss is not like this because she is afraid of your grievances, although she is reluctant, she still reaches out to pick it up.

"I'll come."

Mo Yan carried Wen Ye into the carriage, the space in the carriage is not small, and on weekdays, Evening Zhao and Wen Ye can lie down and sleep alone, but when a big man comes in, it seems a little crowded. Mo Yan lay her down in the carriage, and took off his coat and draped it over her.

"Thank you."

Wen Ye was already a little confused, but he still didn't forget to thank him. Mo Yan regretted sending her out of the palace when he saw her like this, and he should have sent a royal doctor to the Empress Dowager to come and take a look, so that he could rest assured.

Mo Yan jumped out of the carriage and Bixiao could leave,

"If the fever doesn't subside tonight, you send someone to the Hou Mansion to find me."

Bi Xiao jumped into the carriage and nodded to Mo Yan, and the carriage galloped away, and Mo Yan felt a little reluctant in his heart.

If the two become relatives, he doesn't have to worry at the moment, he can take care of her justifiably.

Oh my God, why did he think that? What does he do today? The angry and difficult eldest princess relieved her, hugged her with a fever and walked half of the harem, worried about her body and even wanted to take care of her, is this an instinctive short-sightedness?

Both sides of the Bianhe River are full of teahouses, taverns, pawnshops, workshops, and Yujie is the most prosperous place in the capital, among which there is a teahouse that is the most famous. The tea doctor there is proficient in the art of tea, and the daily tea drink is also different, telling stories, singing, listening to music, you can see it in this teahouse.

Gentlemen occasionally come here to listen to music, and Cheng Nuanxin's favorite is storytelling, there happened to be a teahouse today, he ordered a pot of tea and sat on the first floor to listen to the loose seats, and the depression in his heart has eased a little in the past few days.

"As soon as Houmen entered the deep sea, Xiao Lang was a passerby from then on."

As soon as the storyteller patted the bookcase, as the last sentence of the book was spoken, the teahouse's storytelling for today ended. Cheng Nuanxin sighed heavily, can this Xiao Lang only be a passerby, is it okay to be a friend or a relative?

"Hey, it's Cheng Gongzi, why did I see that the fourth lady also came in?"

A tall and burly man walked towards him, followed by a handsome man in a green round-necked robe, who looked no more than the age of the crown, this person Cheng Nuanxin recognized, it was the person who was married to Wang Xuan'er, and Xue Xingyi, the commander of the front division of the palace.

The guards in the palace and the emperor's side were all selected from the huge forbidden army, divided into two groups of "class" and "straight", and took turns to be in charge of the palace guards, and Xue Xingyi was the highest commander of the class in front of the palace, and he was the six-rank military attaché.

"Brother Cheng, can you see Miss Wang Si?"

Cheng Nuanxin frowned, looked directly into his eyes and replied angrily.

"What? As soon as you get married, you are going to be trapped in the deep boudoir and can't come out? ”

Xue Xingyi was just about to explain, but the burly man was immediately unwilling to argue with him.

"Yo, blame me for making a fuss, what innocence can a woman who has been divorced have."

Cheng Nuanxin instantly got up and didn't panic in the face of the burly man who was a head taller than him.

"That's ridiculous! I and my childhood sweetheart, affectionate, stop at courtesy! ”