When Concubine Wan Shu entered the inner hall of Zhaohua Hall with the boiling ginseng soup just right, Xie Zhao was opening the window and quietly looking at the snow on the treetops and branches in the courtyard outside the window.

Seeing this, Wan Luo'er subconsciously exclaimed in a low voice.

She took three steps and two steps, stepped forward and carefully placed the priceless ginseng soup on the coffee table, and then approached the window, tentatively reaching out to half-cover the window.

"Your Highness. It's almost sunset, it's warm and cold at first, and the wind is the most urgent in the evening, so don't suffer from the wind chill. ”

Xie Zhaozheng was at ease and slightly distracted.

The window in front of her meeting was closed, but she didn't say much.

Ever since she entered the Mahayana realm when she was nine years old, she has never been afraid of alternating between cold and heat.

Who would have thought that when he was twenty years old now, he had no internal breath, his body was weak, and his body bones were not even as tough as Wan Luo'er, who had never practiced martial arts.

From a role that has always taken care of others, to a person who needs to be carefully taken care of by others everywhere, this contrast is quite difficult to get used to for a while.

Xie Zhao chuckled, like the most obedient patient.

"I'm fine, just get up and look at the snow outside the window."

She sighed softly: "Speaking of which, the Southern Dynasty has seen a little more rain and snow in the past few years. This year's harvest is not bad. ”

Concubine Wan Shufei smiled and held her right arm, and said crisply:

"There are thousands of years of water shining on the territory of our Southern Dynasties, and the fertile land of Tianchen is naturally smooth sailing, and the country and the people are safe."

Wan Luoer's words come from the bottom of my heart and from the bottom of my heart, and there is no intention of catering to the horse.

However, she saw that His Highness Chitose shook his head slightly, and for a moment she didn't know what His Highness meant.

Xie Zhao was helped back to the coffee table by Wan Luo'er, she looked at the steaming ginseng tea on the coffee table with an expressionless face, knowing that it was sent to her by Emperor Jing himself, and suddenly asked:

"What is Fu Jingyan doing?"

Even if it is the sister of the Son of Heaven, it is obviously very inappropriate to call the Son of Heaven with a surname like this.

But Concubine Wan Shu, who is the emperor's favorite concubine, doesn't seem to feel that Xie Zhao's words are offensive.

She carefully distributed the pot of ginseng tea into the small white jade cup, respectfully handed a small cup to Xie Zhao's hand, and then replied:

"Your Majesty is in the Jiuchen Hall this morning, maybe you are meeting the courtiers or handling government affairs, right?

In the afternoon, Luo'er had never seen His Majesty, but he thought that today was the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, and tomorrow would be the birthday of His Majesty and His Royal Highness.

His Majesty attaches great importance to this banquet, and should be summoning the steward of the inner court to prepare for the banquet. ”

Speaking of this, Concubine Wan Shu cautiously glanced at Xie Zhao's face, trying to turn the gap between the siblings that was already as deep as a chasm.

"I heard that on the fifth day of the first lunar month, His Majesty plans to hold a special event, presumably to find a thousand years old, and my heart is infinitely happy.

In the past two years, His Majesty has often dreamed of nighttime terrors, adding new symptoms of migraines and heart palpitations, and I really know that I am wrong."

The more Wan Luo'er said this, the more weak her heart became, and the weaker her voice became.

The Son of Heaven certainly has a hint of remorse, but so what?

Could it be that just because he repented, hurt, and was sad, the pain and near-death that were attached to Chitose before ceased to exist no longer exist?

Xie Zhao smiled faintly when he heard this.

To find her, the emperor was naturally infinitely happy in his heart.

After all, Emperor Jing's grand cause of taking charge of the "Luo Shu Mantra" and unifying the pattern of the four realms is separated from her internal force cultivation, and I am afraid that she will be like a broken arm.

As for the special event for the fifth day of the first lunar month tomorrow and her birthday, it is necessary to take this opportunity to announce to the world the "fact" that she has "voluntarily" left the Shentai Palace.

Xie Zhao didn't want Wan Luo'er to be caught in the middle of it, so he didn't want to say anything.

Wan Luo'er was Fu Jingyan's personal maid when she was young, and now she is Emperor Jing's favorite concubine, so why should she embarrass her.

Therefore, she just asked lightly:

"In addition to the courtiers, who else did he invite to tomorrow's Qianqiu banquet?"

Concubine Wan Shu pondered for a moment and replied:

"I heard that there are also royal relatives. However, the clan whose fiefdom was too remote was too late to be notified.

I heard that all the imperial relatives in Zhaoge City, as well as the imperial families of the six counties around Zhaoge, have received His Majesty's decree and can enter Beijing to congratulate this time. ”

The Tianchen royal family is quite tolerant of the imperial family, but there is a little iron discipline, that is, the clan is not allowed to leave the fiefdom without an edict, let alone enter Beijing.

This time, the Son of Heaven actually issued a decree to let the relatives of the emperor in the six counties around Zhaoge City be able to enter Zhaoge in the first month, which is indeed a rare special event for the emperor's birthday banquet.

Xie Zhao shook his head and smiled, knowing that he couldn't wait to make her leave the Shentai Palace an established fact in front of the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military forces and the royal princes.

However, Jing Yan is still too whimsical in the end.

Successive goddesses, she is a woman with a very special personality found by the high priest of Shentai Palace who took the stars as a guide and asked the heavens through divination.

The goddess has a revered status in the shrine and is equivalent to a high priest.

In the past thousand years, the Southern Dynasty Tianchen has only produced three goddesses.

If you want the goddess to take off her robe and enter the mortal world, then there is only one possibility, that is, the goddess herself is voluntary-

This is just like the first two goddesses who voluntarily took off their robes and entered the red dust and married into the Fu clan of the Southern Dynasty.

Even the high priest of the Shentai Palace could not remove the goddess, let alone the worldly monarch of the Son of Heaven.

Fu Jingyan's thoughts are very full, but as long as she doesn't nod, his "thoughts" can only stop at thinking.

So to be honest, Xie Zhao was also a little confused.

Regarding the taboo of the goddess, Fu Jingyan, who is the son of heaven of the Southern Dynasty, knows it in his heart.

Since he is holding a banquet with great fanfare, he will definitely not fight an unprepared battle.

So what kind of hole cards does Emperor Jing hold in his hand to ensure that she, a disobedient goddess, will cooperate with him to perform his planned drama at the Qianqiu banquet, instead of flapping the table in court and letting his efforts go to waste?

Fu Jingyan was determined before, and there must be a follow-up move.

But he was very vigilant and did not reveal a word, and it seemed that he was afraid that she would be prepared and ruin his plan.

Xie Zhao laughed.

She was a little curious.

What kind of hole cards can make Fu Jingyan confident that she can force her to bow her head and surrender.

Seeing that she was silent, Wan Luo'er cautiously urged:

"Your Highness, this wild ginseng is very rare, solid yuan replenishes qi, you can enter a little bit."

Xie Zhao smiled and said:

"Luo'er, don't hide it, now I can't make up for it, and drinking this ginseng tea is not beneficial, but it adds to the burden of chaos."

She thought about it, smiled again and said softly:

"What's more, the water offered by Jing Yan is really unsettling."

Concubine Wan Shufei remembered the cup of tea that Yuan Ai personally offered two years ago, and her face turned white.

Your Highness, she no longer believes in Your Majesty.

Thank you Baozi for bringing a monthly pass that doesn't cry~