"Then the music, the dance!"

It's another night, with a hundred lights on, and I have nothing to do to listen to the music.

In the side hall of the main hall, Li Yan tasted fine wine, admired the flowers and the moon and appreciated the beauties.

The cloud-white and clean hall reflects the clear crystal pearl light like tears, ethereal and illusory, like a beautiful scenery like a flower across the clouds, making people unable to distinguish where is the real scene and where is the reflection.

The crystal bead curtain poured out, and behind the curtain, someone wore a veil and stroked the piano.

Qin Ruoxi sat in a jade immortal, and through the bead curtain, you could faintly see her hands stroking the piano.

The sound of the piano flows between the ups and downs of the fingertips, either virtual or real, changeable, like a dripping spring in a secluded stream, clear and ethereal, exquisitely clear.

The fairy music is accompanied by the dancing postures of several girls in the hall, like a fairy feast, which is very intoxicating.

Who would have thought that the fairy of the Phantom Immortal Gate was now playing the piano and soothing music for Li Yan.

I don't know what kind of means Li Yan used to make the dignified fairy compromise.

"Your Majesty, the minister has something to report!"

Youyouqi's fun was interrupted, and Li Yan was unhappy with it written on his face.

"Stand down!" With a wave of his hand, he dismissed the dancer, and then said coldly, "Zhou Hu, how are things going?" ”

"Emperor Qi, the old department of the Yanwang Mansion has all been summoned......

"Good, well done!" Li Yan smiled evilly and ordered, "Check all the details, whether you are still loyal in the past three years!" ”

King Yan's old department, that is, Li Yan's predecessor's cronies, after Su Muxian imprisoned him, he also launched a massacre of King Yan's cronies at that time.

Only a few lucky people who fled were left behind, and now they are recalled, and only the innocence of their backgrounds can still be reused.

"How many of those three hundred boys and girls will live?"

"Not a few dozen." Zhou Hu raised his head and replied cautiously.

"I see." Li Yan condensed his eyebrows, and it was also fleeting, only to see that he said expressionlessly, "Send someone to teach them the exercises, and I should ......use them in the future."

Late at night, the palace becomes quiet.

At this moment, there is one person who is busier than Li Yan, the emperor.

Harem.

A concubine's dormitory.

In the depths, the dignified concubine incense room has one more man.

"Concubine Sun, is the kid still satisfied?"

On the big bed, a sleek woman glanced at each other, extremely shy but seductive and low-hate.

"Huahua, this palace likes your feeling of standing without ......"

"It's a minion's honor!" The man turned over and pounced again, "Niangniang, I heard that Li Yan's faint monarch has re-entered the harem?" ”

"Uh-uh...... the woman seemed to cry and laugh, her little hands clutching the man's back, "Wrongdoer, tap...... Leave him alone, he hasn't been here in three years anyway......"

"Also, he let such a beautiful lady go, she deserves to be cheaper for me......"

"You kid is cheap and good, but this palace likes you to be cheap......"

"Bang!"

It was here that the door was kicked open.

"Yuhuahua, let's go!"

"Who!" Yuhuahua rolled off the big bed in embarrassment and looked at the door in horror.

There, a figure blocked the moonlight.

Against the light, I couldn't see the appearance of a person for a while.

"I'm waiting for you at the door, you're doing it yourself......"

The man, as he spoke, turned and left, without hesitation.

"Mama Feng......" Yuhuahua stopped talking, and was so frightened that she quickly shut up and changed her words, "The slave will come out!" ”

"Flowey, who is that person?" On the bed, the woman hid in the quilt and asked in a low voice, "Didn't she know about us, how should this be?" ”

"Don't panic, that's your own person, and the slave will come when he goes."

There is no end in sight to the narrow and deep courtyard alley, and between the two high courtyard walls, a straight bluestone paved road spreads into the depths of the palace like a sandwich.

Yiqing Palace, located in the deepest courtyard of the inner courtyard of the palace, is a small courtyard.

The pylorus is closed, and the walls are cold.

The sunlight was blocked by the courtyard wall, and a chill hit the place, and suddenly I would shiver unconsciously.

"What? Scared? "Woman, standing in the doorway, with her back to Yuhuahua.

"Huh? No, I don't know what the Queen Mother is looking for a slave for? Yuhuahua tightened her tights and hurriedly chased after her.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't!" The woman's eyes were cold, and she led him inside.

Inside, the deep courtyard turned around a few times, and finally arrived at the Queen Mother's bedroom.

At this time, there was a middle-aged woman sleeping in the barrel.

This is bathing, but Yuhuahua, a fake eunuch, was summoned overnight, and I don't understand.

"Queen Mother, someone brought it."

The old lady outside stopped at the door and saluted respectfully inside.

"Let him in, everyone else stand down, no one is allowed to come in without the call of the mourning family!"

Inside, there was an extremely lazy and tired voice.

Just ask his words, and you will know that something big is about to happen!

Perhaps, it's a big war!

Sure enough, Yuhuahua smiled secretly and walked over cautiously.

"The Queen Mother, the slave has the strange flowers of Yunkang Country here, which are extremely fragrant, and they are suitable for bathing......"

"As long as your mouth is sweet, why don't you come in and serve the mourning family soon!"

Then, it was harmonized by the Heavenly Dao for a few minutes.

After a touching hearty experience, the woman got up and put on a thin robe.

Under the moon, in front of the window, the woman sat alone, sipping tea, and secretly reminiscing about the previous story.

"Useless minions!"

Turning, he glared disdainfully.

"Queen Mother, the slave has worked very hard!"

Yuhuahua dragged her tired body and walked over slowly, standing quietly behind the woman, massaging her shoulders.

"How's the mourning family asking you to investigate?"

"Back to the Queen Mother, Li Yanna fainted and said that he would leave for the southwest tomorrow to pacify the rebels." Yuhuahua replied cautiously, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

"Oh, is the National Teacher of the Blood Lotus Sect really dead?"

"It's indeed dead, the minion has already seen his corpse......" Yuhuahua heard this, and hurriedly responded, "I just don't know what happened at that time, I heard that the national teacher was killed by a woman in red!" ”

"The mourning family asked you to inform the Yang family of Yunkang Kingdom, but there is a result?"

"The Yang family has already sent someone to find Yang Haoran." Yuhuahua nodded.

"Okay, my poor nephew didn't expect to be chased and killed by Li Yan's erection, and he ended up with no ...... news" The Queen Mother got up suddenly, and said to the bright moon outside the window fiercely, "Li Yan'er, slaughter my emperor and destroy my nephew, this hatred is not shared......"

"My son has the assets of the emperor, he should be in the position of Emperor Qi, but Li Yan is a little beast, Luo Xueyan was my enemy everywhere back then, and his son also ruined my Lei'er, I want Li Yan to die like his mother!"

"Queen Mother, Your Highness will definitely help you succeed!"

"Come here, the mourning family will talk to you about something......"

Yuhuahua leaned her ears over, and the more she listened, the more frightened she became.

"What? The Queen Mother wants me to frame Concubine Lin? Yuhuahua was startled, her face was frightened, and she hurriedly said, "In that case, won't the slave also be discovered?" ”

"You idiot, why didn't you enter the palace back then, and you wouldn't have found another man to come in?"

"This ......" Yuhuahua was embarrassed.

"Lin Bei'er can't stay ......"

At this time, the cold palace.

The moonlight slowly passed through the window and cast itself on the deserted room.

A plain woman, sitting alone at the table, with only a faint candle light on the table, looked at the wandering light, and frowned slightly.

The woman tried to warm herself by candlelight with her hands outstretched.

Perhaps, everything here is cold.

Perhaps, her heart is colder at the moment.

After a long time, the woman blew into the candlelight.

The lights went out, and the curling smoke slowly rose, like an immortal soul, looking at the extinguished candle for a while.

She got up and walked to the window, the temperature of the night was so cold in her eyes......

couldn't help but shrink a little, looking up at the bright moon, the past was like smoke.

But it's like the bright moon, always missing a piece.