Be Modest, My Master of Imperial Guards

Jingyang Palace——

The imperial doctor came very quickly and tried to feel the pulse of Yunxi, but he didn't diagnose any major illnesses, and only prescribed some calming medicine.

Hua Nanxin breathed a sigh of relief, sent the imperial doctor, and stayed alone in the bedroom to guard his beloved woman.

"Yun Xi, what you said in the Palace of Qinming, are you sincere?"

Looking at each other, the emperor smiled as warm as the wind.

Yunxi did not dodge or hide, bravely accepting Hua Nanxin's gaze, with a smile:

"The concubine has been lying in this Jingyang Palace for a long time, and I understand it. But today, the only person who can protect the concubine is you, the emperor. Just like just now, Yunxi didn’t know the way to get along with the harem sisters. Fortunately, the emperor came in time to clear the siege for the concubine, and the concubine would also like to thank the emperor."

Having said that, stand up and worship.

"It's almost gone."

The delicate and slender figure can see the emperor's spirit, his big hands anxiously hold the cool cat, and hold the person:

"You are weak. You must not be polite when you know you and me in the future. Yunxi, you don't know how happy I am today. One year, one year later, I finally got your sincerity!"

Hua Nanxin's eyes are like soft, sticky, greasy filaments, wrapped around Yunxi's delicate little face for a long time, and the dark and bright eyes burst into joyful fireworks from time to time.

For a whole year and five months, he spent almost half of the gold and silver in the treasury, searching for a cure for her injuries and renewing her life, and constantly repairing the imperial palace and the beautiful capitals of Dayi, just to save her. , To please her, make her fall in love with him, and imagine that one day, he and her will ride in the golden chariot, enjoy the scenery of the river and the sea, and enjoy the peace of the world.

With a little effort, he hugged the woman back into his arms.

The woman smiles brightly and beautifully like a peach blossom, squinting her eyes downwards to look up at the firm and clear feet of the emperor, and sigh:

"The emperor, why do you treat your concubines so well?"

Huanan Xinmu showed a deep light, and answered quietly:

"In the past, you were the maidservant, I was the prince, and you protected me. When I become stronger, it is time to protect you. Yunxi, with me, will not let you be wronged again, and you can't help others. bully you."

The grip on his hand increased by a point, and Yunxi felt the burning temperature of that big hand, and suddenly he was in a daze.

At this moment, she could not see the man in front of her.

She moved her eyes slightly, looking aside, she whispered:

"The concubine's health is much better, so don't let the scarce medicinal materials. The emperor is the emperor of the world, and you will have to go to the palaces more in the future. You must be a Mingjun, and you should get both rain and dew."

Hua Nanxin smiled and played with the crisp hands of the beauty, and his eyebrows were full of intoxicating petting:

"I am the emperor of the world, but you are the husband of you alone. Yunxi, I recognized you back then, and I only want to be your husband. As for those jealous women, if they are peaceful, they are the concubines in this palace. Restless, Leng Gong is their home!"

Yunxi's face suddenly froze, his tone calm as usual:

"The emperor, where is the concubine's husband?"

——

After a bump, Hua Nanhe was awakened from his doze. He looked at the leopard "Black Wind" lying next to him with a confused and dim look, and wiped the sweat from his temples casually.

"Why is that dream again, that woman...who is it?"

He leaned against the chair blankly, recalling dreams repeatedly.

After more than a year, he often dreamed of a woman.

She wore a lake-blue dress with flowers on the floor, with a graceful posture. The sleeves and the yellow ribbons around the waist were dangling like a fairy in the wind.

She stood under the rainy osmanthus tree, and gently called to him:

"Husband...husband!"

Her facial features are vague, no matter how hard he tries, he can't see her face clearly, and then wakes up from the dream in the incomparable anxiety.

South China took a few breaths, and pulled the curtain of the car, his head popped out of the window:

"Hey, Yutou, are you in the capital?"

Chief Guard Yu rode on the horse, smiled and said:

"It's too early to go back to the Nine Lords, there are two days left at the earliest."

——

Under Hua Nanxin's gaze with clear eyes, the color was slightly pale, and after a moment of silence, the corners of his mouth raised an uncomfortable smile:

"Yun Xi, you still can't help but ask me first."

"In fact, the emperor has been waiting for this day. It is the emperor that you want to know whether the decision of your concubine is sincere."

Hua Nanxin instantly let go of the delicate body in his arms, and Huo got up, holding his hands in a deep voice:

"Yun Xi, I spoil you, but you can't learn from them and try to figure out my thoughts."

Yunxi knelt down on the bed, his forehead pressed against the soft satin quilt:

"Yang Yuhuan, the princess of ancient life, was favored by the Emperor of Tang Dynasty. He was admitted to the palace as a concubine and served the Emperor of Tang after he got a paper from her husband. Yun Xi is the wife of the first emperor’s nine sons, the South China Heming matchmaker, even if she wants to remarry the emperor. After being orthodox, a letter from the husband of the husband. Yunxi believes that you, the emperor, also hope that you will become a great king."

Hua Nanxin wandered for a few steps, his expression changed a few times, and finally turned his back to the woman, his tone was not warm:

"I will consider your proposal carefully. There are still some things that need to be dealt with in the previous dynasty. I will come back to chat with you another day."

The emperor walked on the front foot, and Zhiqi immediately walked into the bedroom.

"Master, are you okay?"

Yunxi's expression was solemn, and he shook his head sadly:

"Zhiqi, I'm afraid that the emperor doesn't want to let the palace and his husband meet on the day the palace dies."

Without waiting for her to say anything, Dongzhu walked in and reached the bed.

She gave Zhiqi a very unceremonious look, and said strangely:

"It hasn't been a few days since the girl came to Jingyang Palace. Why did you learn from other people's rape? The dinner is going to be passed on immediately, so you can't go outside to talk about it?"

Zhiqi pitifully glanced at Yunxi, nodded and gently retreated.

Yunxi's face is stern, and he doesn't even look at Dongzhu:

"Zhiqi is the person from this palace who wants to come from the coat game. Do you show her that you want to show this palace?"

Dongzhu raised his eyebrows and tilted his head, the arc of laughter on his lips contained deep sarcasm:

"The master lady must not speak like this, you don't know these palace people better than slaves. Some people look honest, but they are stupid and silly, and they are used to honour and laziness. Don't look at her seeing Tianzong around the master, in fact It was for her to avoid work.

The master believes that slaves and maids are the same, slaves are sent by the emperor to serve you, so they are naturally dedicated to you and will never let you suffer. "

Yun Xi's resentful gaze turned to the side, and said nothing.

Only Zhiqi can be trusted in this Jingyang Palace, but the power she combined with Yunxi's master and servant is not too strong, and it is not enough to counter the eyeliner of the twenty people in Hua Nanxin.

Therefore, it is quite necessary to preserve strength at present.

After all, you have to eat one bite at a time. People need to be treated step by step.

...

It started to rain slightly in the morning, the sky cleared before noon, and the brick ground was dry in the afternoon.

After finishing the errand, Dongzhu returned happily and said that the golden fragrant flowers transplanted by the emperor for Yunxi last year in the imperial garden were all in bloom, and Yunxi was mobilized to enjoy the flowers.

Yunxi also felt fresh about the golden fragrant flowers, so he took her and Zhiqi and walked to the Imperial Garden with the ten honor guards.

This season is the blooming of all things, plus a rain, the earth in the imperial garden after being washed by the rain is fragrant, the flowers are dazzling, and the colorful and vivid descriptions of the prosperous era of poisonousness.

On Yunxi’s road, I heard Dongzhu’s chanting of South China Letters, saying that in the year he was in bed to recuperate, Emperor Jun sent thousands of skilled craftsmen to work day and night, not only renovating the entire imperial garden, but also introducing Western, There are many precious flowers and trees outside, and they also spent a lot of money to hire foreigners with pink skin and blue eyes to carefully maintain those flowers and trees.

The women of Yingying and Yanyan have gathered around the Jinxiang Flower Garden.

Concubine Liang and other five concubines were restrained by the emperor's feet early on in the harem, and I don't know how many people have been destroyed in secret.

A woman’s harem has too many rights and wrongs. Su Rili looked at the concubines who looked as good as the same person. They had their own powers behind their backs. They formed gangs with each other, unavoidable calculations, entrapment, and malicious suppression.

Today, Yunxi changed into a red dress with golden butterfly flowers, and the dark pattern of the moonlight white stand-up collar Dongzhu tightly wrapped his exquisite body. He wore the silver filigree coral Dongzhu newly produced by Shanggong Bureau. And one-color matching hairpin jewelry.

A beautiful and beautiful figure stood in front of everyone, and the quiet world seemed to be lit up instantly.

Zhang Xuanshi was the first to return to his senses and walked forward, with some friendly smiles on his face.

"Concubine Lan Tingxuan and Zhang Ying have met Sister Yun."

"Sister, don't be polite, get up quickly."

Yunxi lifted up the woman and smiled at her, his voice soft as water:

"My palace has never been out of the palace gate for a long time, but I don't want my sister to recognize my palace?"

The woman smiled delicately, a little childish:

"I haven't seen it before, but my concubine has seen Sister Dongzhu before and knows that she is the aunt in charge of Jingyang Palace."

In these days, relying on the dredging of money, Yunxi sent Zhiqi to explore the situation of the concubines in the harem from some reliable palace staff, and knew their identities, backgrounds and temperaments.

This Zhang Xuan servant, Zhang Ying, is the daughter of the Jiangnan Huai County prefect. She is not a deep man, and she has not received half of the rain and dew favor from the emperor in one year in the palace.

And she didn't care about it, instead she was laughing and joking all day long, eating and drinking were extremely satisfying.

Now, seeing the full-fledged baby face of the waiter, Yun Xi liked it a little.

At this time, Zhang Xuanshi smiled and waved, taking care of the other concubines:

"Hey, come here, this sister Yun not only looks good, but also has a very good contact with people."

Yunxi was a little funny, only to realize that in Zhang Ying's mind, the contact between people was just so simple to meet the eyes.

Soon, Ying Bi, Shu Bi, Jia Mei Ren, and Zhao Jieyu came around.

Everyone greeted each other.

According to their rank, the highest rank among these people is only from the third rank, so no matter how old they are, they call the third rank Yunxi "elder sister."

The imperial concubine of the two palaces was punished, and the concubine was no longer on top of them. They naturally determined that the emperor's favored consort Yunxi was the new patron.

Without talking a few words, they were familiar with each other, and everyone gathered around Yunxi to enjoy the flowers.

The flowers were blooming, and each of them blossomed like small oval bowls, supported by long green eyelashes, standing straight in the thick and semi-moist black earth.

Although this flower is called Jinxianghua, it is not all golden, and there are precious varieties of red, purple, and even all black.

Yun Xi talked and joked with a few women and had fun, when suddenly a sound rang from behind everyone:

"Excuse me, Princess Jingle will arrive."

For a while, the women turned around.

It was a young maidservant who was wearing a goose-yellow Confucian skirt with emerald green and silver silk florals.

On her right side were two maids, younger men, each carrying a bamboo basket.

On the left hand side of the maidservant in the yellow dress is a fifteen or six-year-old girl with a rose-colored flying fairy dress embroidered with a water lily rhythmic pattern. The gilt and emerald feathers of the insect and bird's head shimmer, and the facial features are delicate and delicate. The rising Lingli lips with the inherent arrogance of the stock, can not help but remind Yun Xi of his late third sister, Gu Yunjin.

"It turned out to be the princess..."

"Princess Jingle, are you okay with the Toffee Lafayette living in Wan Mingyuan?"

When the women saw this young girl, they all smiled, complimenting them to step forward and greet her fiercely.

The girl didn't show any courtesy to the concubines, the white tender little hand held the flower on her head, and she smiled and said:

"The concubine wanted to go out, so the owner went with him. It was not fun to come. When he came back, he heard that the golden fragrance of the imperial garden was blooming, and the owner brought someone to pick it.

Yuexin, go pick the golden, red and purple ones back to the owner. The black one doesn't look good, don't let it go. "

"Slaves obey orders."

The girl in the green shirt and yellow dress agreed and led the two palace maids to the flower garden.

Yun Xi frowned. She didn't know what the origin of the princess was. How could it be so unruly. Not only was she rude to the concubine, she would pick flowers when she came.

"This good-looking flower also has spirituality. It's not a pity that it will be picked when it is open?"

This continuous questioning was a bit cold, causing Princess Jingle to shake his head abruptly, two sharp eyes approaching Yunxi.

"Who are you?"

"The princess, she, she is the emperor's concubine... she is not in good health, the princess..."

Seeing the girl approaching aggressively, Zhang Xuanshi pulled Yunxi's sleeve with one hand tense and trembling, and Nuonuo answered her.

Her original intention was to say that Yun Guibing's body was not good, and she wanted to ask the princess not to embarrass her.

Yun Xi was becoming more and more inexplicable at this moment, but it was just the title of a princess, and even the emperor’s concubines had to jealously jealous of her. What's the reason?

When he heard the words "Yungui", the princess stopped abruptly, his expression turned from resentment to surprise, and then a cold smile filled.

Looking up and down at Yunxi for a moment, she smiled coldly:

"It's no wonder that when you look at your eyes... no matter how exquisitely dressed you are, you are nothing more than a stalemate, second marriage!":,,