Chapter 56: Zhao Yu: I'm not a tiger wolf, you are! [Ask for collection, ask for reading]

On the third floor of a restaurant facing the street, two women wearing scarves looked at the welcoming procession passing by from below, and their eyes were a little dazed for a while.

"I wish Senior Sister, come, drink this cup!"

One of the women carried a wine jug, filled two wine glasses, and raised a glass to the other woman with pride.

"I haven't seen Senior Sister Zou for a few years, but the change in Senior Sister surprised me in my heart."

Zhu Yuyan looked at Zou Wanqing, who was quite heroic in front of her, with a little surprise in her tone.

After drinking the wine in the cup, Zou Wanqing, that is, Zhang Xiu's aunt Zou, looked at Zhu Yuyan, who had hardly changed from her impression, and smiled.

"I wish my senior sister is not much different from my junior sister when she parted, and she is still beautiful, and I am ashamed of myself."

"Old, old."

Zhu Yuyan waved her hand, looking embarrassed, but the smile on the corner of her mouth exposed her mood.

What woman doesn't want to look old?

"Senior sister just made a suggestion, but I didn't expect that senior sister would be willing to send you, two proud disciples, into the palace wall."

Watching the welcoming procession disappear into the palace walls, Zou Wanqing's tone was a little inexplicable.

"There are some things that are only worth it or not, and don't say whether they should or shouldn't. What's more, the two of them are the most outstanding disciples of my generation in Tianyin Pavilion, when they encounter major events, they don't come out, do they just let others come out? If you enjoy the glory of our faction, you should assume the responsibility of your faction. Those disciples with slightly inferior talents can still join the princes and nobles' family and deliver news for my Tianyin Pavilion, why can't the two of them marry the Son of Heaven and enter the palace city? What's more, this palace city is not a Longtan tiger's den, junior sister, do you say yes or no? ”

Zhu Yuyan's tone was indifferent, as if she was telling a simple truth.

"The two of them, as disciples of my Zhu Yuyan, should have such an awareness."

"It's my junior sister, I underestimate my senior sister, and I even underestimate my two junior nephews." Zou Wanqing picked up the wine jug, poured it for herself, raised her glass with both hands and said, "Senior sister will use this wine to make amends to senior sister and two junior nephews." Senior sister's nephew Zhang Xiu is an errand boy in the palace and is considered to be His Majesty's old man. If the two teachers and nephews need help, they can send someone to contact him. ”

"You, you just can't get rid of this greedy cup problem."

Zhu Yuyan's eyes fluttered, glanced at her little junior sister, shook her head and smiled.

In an instant, the room was full of spring.

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The long procession turned into Miyagi and stopped outside the Taiji Hall.

"Concubine Niangniang, please get off the sedan chair."

Outside the carriage, a respectful voice came from the waiter.

"Father-in-law Xie instructs."

After thanking the other party, Yin Wanwan, who was covered with a big red hijab, slowly walked off the phoenix sedan chair and walked on the red carpet that went straight to the Taiji Hall with the support of Bai Qing'er.

Yin Wanwan let go of Bai Qing'er's hand and climbed the stairs made of white marble step by step.

Raising her head, her beautiful eyes saw Zhao Yu, the emperor of Chu State, who was standing at the highest place, dressed in a red auspicious robe, through the red scarf.

Vaguely, Yin Wanwan seemed to see a real dragon hovering above Zhao Yu's head.

In front of the Taiji Palace, he seemed to feel the gaze of the beauties below, and Zhao Yu subconsciously looked towards Huang Zixin.

He had to say that judging from her body shape alone, this Huang family's concubine is a proper beauty.

It's a pity that she was born in the Huang family and is a brutal character.

At this moment, the voice of the celebrant sounded, and the auspicious time had arrived.

Zhao Yu shook his head imperceptibly, didn't think about it anymore, reached out to hold the other party's hand, and slowly walked towards the hall.

Zhao Yu sat back on the dragon chair and nodded to Cao Huan on the side.

Cao Huan understood, shook out the holy decree, came out of the crowd, and read it out loud:

"Fengtian carries the emperor, and the edict says: I have heard the positioning of Qiankun and become the ability to cover. The sun and the moon are in the sky, and the image of ascending and ascending to eternity. However, internal governance is the foundation of human ethics, and Huiyin is the foundation of kinghood. I heard that a woman in Beijing is skillful and generous, gentle and generous, and has outstanding appearance, and I am very happy to hear it. Hereby, under the mercy of the Empress Dowager Xuande, with the golden book and Jinbao, the daughter of the Emperor and Wang Jingming, Xin is the imperial concubine to assist the queen in handling the affairs of the harem. Erqi only undertakes Yi training, shows the righteousness, Feng Changle of Chunhui, the festival of summer and winter temperature, the elegance of Bukunning, the diligence of praise and clothing, the thrift to rate the six palaces, and benevolence to be blessed. Chin this. ”

"The concubine obeys!"

Sitting at the bottom of Zhao Yu, Huang Zixin, who was pretending to be Yin Wanwan, got up, respectfully accepted the holy decree, and blessed Zhao Yu.

"Concubine, I've seen Your Majesty!"

"The concubine is exempt."

Zhao Yu bowed slightly.

After the canonization ceremony, the two went to the Taimiao Temple to worship their ancestors under the leadership of two greeting envoys, household officials and honor guards.

After the worship was completed according to the process, "Huang Zixin" was surrounded by the palace maids and went to her residence in the palace, Nuanchun Pavilion, and Zhao Yu returned to the Taiji Hall again, on the one hand, to accept the congratulations of the ministers, and on the other hand, to issue rewards.

The emperor's wedding is a great joy, not to mention the celebration of the whole world, the hundreds of officials in the court, the palace guards, and the palace maids always have to give some rewards to be reasonable.

By the time these were done, the sunset had dyed half of the sky red.

Zhao Yu's amount of alcohol was not too good, coupled with the persuasion of the Wenchen generals below, when he came to the Nuanchun Pavilion with the support of Gao Lishi, he was already a little dizzy.

"The slave has seen Your Majesty."

When the palace maids of Nuanchun Pavilion saw Zhao Yu coming, they hurriedly bowed and saluted under the leadership of Bai Qing'er.

Zhao Yu waved his hand, signaled everyone to be exempt, and then walked into the pavilion.

Sitting on the round bench in the outer hall, Zhao Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

After relieving his spirits, he got up and beckoned to Gao Lishi and the palace maids, and asked them to give them their complicated and heavy dresses.

His outfit, to say the least, weighs a few pounds, and it's called an interlocking one, and it is simply a fool's dream to take it off by himself.

This dress is not too heavy for Zhao Yu, who has a little success in martial arts.

Although he was not too tired physically, his feet did not touch the ground for almost a day, which also made him feel tired.

Gao Lishi's hands and feet were nimble, and after a while, he took off Zhao Yu's heavy dress, leaving only the innermost regular clothes.

When the palace maid untied Zhao Yu's hair, he suddenly felt much refreshed.

"Your Majesty, hangover tea."

Gao Lishi handed a cup of tea to Zhao Yu in a timely manner.

Zhao Yu was not polite, took the teacup, raised his head and drank it all.

Feeling the fragrance of tea blooming on the tip of his tongue, Zhao Yu sighed comfortably, and suddenly provoked the palace maids on the side to cover their mouths and chuckle.

These palace maids are all old people in the palace, and they have been together for more than a month, and they also know that the majesty in front of them is a kind person, so they occasionally dare to make some jokes with him.

"What are you laughing at, your mother entered the palace in a sedan chair, and sat in this palace for a long time, naturally she was not tired, how can she be like me, like a puppet, she was fiddled with by a large group of ministers, and she poured me a hard time."

Zhao Yu glared at them angrily, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

"Your Majesty has been tired all day, if it is late today, please rest early. The mother is waiting for you in the house, and those of us who are slaves and maids will not hinder your majesty's eyes. ”

A bold palace maid said this with a grin under the glaring glare of Gao Lishi, and then winked at her little sisters.

Everyone stayed in the palace for a long time, and everyone was a human spirit, so they immediately reacted, and they all paid a blessing to Zhao Yu, forced a smile, and walked out of the Warm Spring Pavilion.

Just in the blink of an eye, there were only four people left in this pavilion: Huang Zixin, Bai Qing'er, Zhao Yu and Gao Lishi.

Gao Lishi also reacted at this time, looked at Zhao Yu, and opened his mouth in the expectation: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, slave maid ......"

"Let's go, let's go, stay here and it annoys me!"

Zhao Yu noticed the smile in this kid's eyes and waved his hand impatiently.

Colliers hurried out of the temple gate.

After a short break, Zhao Yuyungong forced out the smell of wine, and then walked towards the inner hall.

Yin Wanwan, who was covered with a hijab, was sitting on the edge of the bed, hearing the sound of approaching footsteps, Fang Xin couldn't help but tremble, and the hands in front of her knees were also subconsciously clasped together.

Zhao Yu, who was sitting next to Huang Zixin, couldn't help but be a little amused when he saw this scene, and said:

"I'm not a tiger wolf, what are you afraid of?"

As he spoke, he reached out and prepared to lift the red hijab that was covering the other person's head.

"Your Majesty, use the joy scale."

Seeing this, Bai Qing'er, who was standing not far away, pointed to the object next to the bed and said.

"But I was so anxious that I almost lost my politeness in front of my concubine."

Zhao Yu shook his head and smiled, picked up the joy scale, and gently picked up the hijab of "Huang Zixin" little by little.

At this moment, even if she was as smart as Yin Wanwan, she subconsciously twisted her fingers because of nervousness, pursed her lips and slowly raised her head, and looked at the man in front of her.

As the big red hijab was slowly picked off, Zhao Yu was stunned for a while.

I saw that the woman's skin was like condensed, her face was bright, she was wearing a red dress, and she was wearing a red veil, so beautiful that she seemed to be a fairy in the sky.

It is said that the most beautiful time for a woman is at the moment of marriage, and Zhao Yu feels the same way at this moment.

He looked at the woman in front of him, under the bead curtain, Zhao Yu saw her shy eyes, but they were shining, as if the Zhong Ling Shenxiu between heaven and earth was gathered in it, so beautiful that people couldn't move their eyes.

What is a celestial being?

This is the celestial!

While sighing in his heart, Zhao Yu was also curious.

With this Huang Zixin's appearance, I don't know how much the system can give her charm?

However, after he consumed the imperial power value and checked the other party's attributes, the whole person was instantly stunned in place.

[Huang Zixin (Yin Wanwan): Charm 96 (+1)]

Bai Qing'er on the side looked at Zhao Yu stunned in place, and smiled secretly in her heart, Senior Sister Wanwan's beauty is like Haoyue, don't say it's a man, even they, the women, are a little unable to resist, stretched out her hand at the moment, shook it in front of Zhao Yu, and said softly:

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

Zhao Yu, who came back to his senses, subconsciously threw an "identification technique" at Bai Qing'er again, and the turmoil in his heart was even worse.

[Handmaid Qinghe (Bai Qing'er): Charm 92]

Good fellow, I'll take back Fang Cai's words.

I am indeed not a tiger wolf, you two demon girls are!