Palace

The busiest time in the past few days is not just for the post-closure ceremony.

As early as half a month before the post-closure ceremony was about to begin, the palace people began to prepare one after another.

The emperor issued an order to inform the yamen to prepare. The Ministry of Rites asks a scholar and a scholar to act as the chief and deputy envoys of the canonization, and also prepare a gold book and a golden treasure, and a cabinet scholar or a scholar of the Hanlin Dynasty to write a good book and treasure text.

After all, she is the first queen of the emperor today, and this post-ceremony is not grand, and the queen's maiden power is not small, but it is the Zhao family who is with Prime Minister Shen Zhen on top of half the sky in the court.

This Zhao Ling'er is the only granddaughter of Mrs. Zhao, and she is spoiled so tightly that no one dares to slack off a single bit.

The corners of this palace are all hung with festive red hydrangeas, and all the palaces of all sizes are pasted with festive window flowers.

None of them are a sign that a happy event is coming.

This should have been a great thing, but Zhao Ling'er was not as happy as before.

Obviously, I should have wanted to sit in the position of this queen in a beautiful way, but now I ......

Zhao Linger's eyes fell on the very delicate ointment box carved in her hand, and her right hand subconsciously stroked her cheek, sure enough, it was a miracle doctor, and it didn't take a few days for the redness and swelling on her face to fade.

The man came to her mind...... Although wearing a mask, but his eyes, tone, he is a gentle person.

A cold breeze from outside the window blew down the window and hit her face, instantly regaining a little clarity.

Outside, the dark clouds squeezed the sky, hiding the scarlet eyes just now, as if they were about to fall, so depressed that it seemed that the whole world was quiet. The indifferent wind re-entered the palace violently, shuttling through the gaps.

Looks like it's going to snow.

Zhao Ling'er looked at the gloomy weather outside and couldn't tell what she felt in her heart.

It's just a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, if you really want to get to the bottom of it.

So...... She regretted it.

Once upon a time, looking at the square sky outside the window, she always felt beautiful, and she wanted to stay here.

Now, standing in the same place, looking at the familiar sky outside the window, it was indeed so oppressive and deep that it made her breathless, and she wanted to escape.

She originally thought that Qin Gui loved her and spoiled her, and maybe there would only be her in the future.

Three thousand weak water, take only one scoop to drink.

But, after all, it can't be. This also shattered her dreams, and she couldn't keep her affection since ancient times, especially in the royal family.

Now it's just a Shen Wanwan, and there will be Li Wanwan and Zhang Wanwan in the future.

After she returned from the Zhao family, the emperor also symbolically came to see her once.

But in the end, it was Shen Wanwan who could attract his attention more, and after reading it, he left in a hurry, and later the palace people told him that the emperor went to Shen and promised there.

She found that she herself was not as surprised or angry as she had imagined.

She seemed to be expected, and she was very calm.

She suddenly realized that her love for Qin Gui might not be really love, but just a desire for power.

She didn't really hate Shen Wanwan, but she just felt that someone was peeping at what should belong to her for a while, it was anger.

When she was about to sit in the position she had been thinking about and thinking about day and night tomorrow, she suddenly ......

I want to escape.

This deep palace is a tomb, and once you enter, you can't get out.