Disgraced Consort

Xi Yan's chest was stuffy, but his face couldn't show up.

If she shows up, she will only make Naranlu, who is now out of control, feel more reasonable, so she can only continue to be indifferent, keep calm, and continue to say something that makes her vaguely doubtful.

No, she shouldn't doubt it.

No matter how Xuan Yuanyu, she believes that he will not be a king who forgets human relations for the sake of female sex.

"Second brother, what did you ask Jinzhen to fight for?" She asked leisurely, turning the topic of Fangcai Nalanlu with anger.

"Because of the merits of the cause, for the country, it is also for the king's palace."

"That being the case, the second brother's remarks, he committed two crimes early, arrogantly criticized, only on his own conjecture, good at discussing the emperor, this is a sin, sin should be blamed." Xi Yan said one word, Incomparably clear, "Second brother is so dissatisfied with Miss Xifu, and he still got married before the emperor. Is it that he wants to regret the marriage in the church? If so, then, this is a two-crime, a crime of bullying the king. Nine races! Whether the current ability of the second brother can help the triumph of the battle against Jinzhen, it is only the two crimes that are punished together. It is true that the Nalan Palace was completely destroyed by the second brother! "

Nalanlu's face was dark, and his voice was more gloomy:

"That's better than continuing the prosperity of a house through the" fuyin "of the lady."

This sentence finally made Xi Yan's hands helplessly support a few cases aside, her voice gradually slowed down:

"It turns out that the second brother disdains me ..."

"Yes! Nalan Mansion never relied on women to enter the palace as a concubine to gather the grace of the emperor. The three generations of ancestors to his father depended on the heroic merits! This is the root of Nalan Mansion's prestige!"

A smile appeared on Xi Yan's face. At this time, what could she do besides laugh?

Faced with such a paranoid second brother, she could only laugh.

She didn't know whether it was the injury that made the second brother so extreme, or the declining king's palace made him eager for quick success.

However, it doesn't matter anymore.

"The second brother thinks so, I have nothing to say, but I also ask the second brother to know that this sacred decree has been laid down, and the king's palace is against it. Otherwise, he can't even keep his life, how can he serve the country? What about? "

"So, the minister said, Xie Niang's kindness!" Nalanlu looked at Xi Yan with a sullen face, every word, as if squeezed out from between his teeth.

Xi Yan took the lipstick box containing the jade muscle recovery cream from her sleeve and handed it to Nalanlu:

"Thank you, brother, to hand this over to my mother."

Na Lanlu waved his hand and only listened to the sound of "Dang", accompanied by his alienated voice in the temple:

"This kind of thing is not a reward for the maiden. Since the father went, the mother no longer needs the decoration of this vulgar thing. Please keep it for yourself. After all, the maiden needs this kind of decoration more than anyone else."

He bowed and continued:

"If there is nothing wrong with you, you will quit!"

The hall door opened with the last sentence of his last sentence and closed again.

Lipstick box, very thin white porcelain texture. She chose this texture specifically for better storage. Nowadays, it fell on the blue brick floor in the hall and shattered into a few petals. The moon-white paste flowed out, and a faint trace aroma.

This paste is not easy to configure.

She used it for a few nights, and made it slowly until late at night.

Just want to be distracted.

Just want this.

It's not that simple to bring the things out of the Forbidden City. She wanted to transfer them from Tonaranlu, and save the tedious procedures. It seems that it is really in vain.

What does her mind and her mind count in the eyes of others?

It is her self-righteousness, always thinking that it can withstand the sky of the palace. Of course, she eventually forgot that she was just a daughter. Since ancient times, men have respected women for thousands of years, how can it be said that change will change?

She crouched down and picked up the white porcelain. Even if it was ruined, she could not leave it here.

Picking up indifferently, when her fingertips felt a pain, she had been cut by the edge of the white porcelain fragments.

Yin-colored blood trickled through the transparent white porcelain, a little pain, but only a little pain.

Xi Yan picked up all the debris, took out her silk parcel, put it in her sleeve, got up, and went outside the hall.

As soon as he left the hall, Grandpa Li bowed down and waited for him to speak. In the cloister beside him, she came to a palace dressed as a beauty. She wore a moon bun that few concubines in the palace would comb. The six green plum blossoms with the water-green satin skirt are indeed eye-catching.

This attention was undoubtedly taken care of, and it was undoubtedly for that person.

"The minions see the beautiful women." Grandpa Li bowed and saluted.

"Grandpa Li doesn't have to be more courteous. What about the emperor?" Xi Linshu embraced a persian cat with white eyes, blue eyes and green eyes, standing there and asked with a smile.

The court lady behind Xi Linshu held a pastry box in her hand.

"The emperor is in the imperial study."

"Then don't bother Grandpa Li. This pastry is the emperor's favorite. I personally went in and gave it to the emperor." After Xi Linshu said this, her eyes moved to Xi Yan, the more charming she smiled, "See Drunk Concubine. "

Xi Yan closed her sleeves and said lightly:

"Shu Mei's body is safe?"

"The troubled lady is worried about the concubine's body, but the concubine is just uneasy." Xi Linshu approached Xi Yan, blowing her ears in her ears. "The lady removed the concubine's brand and thought it was concubine. Can't you see the holy face? "

Xi Yan didn't have any sorrow, and her tone was silent to the point:

"My beautiful lady, is this your right to speak to your superiors? If so, this palace can only say that the former administrator who taught the beautiful lady should be punished. If not, please ask the beautiful lady to remember everything in the palace. Do n’t just look at the appearance of things, otherwise, it will not only be you, but also the people who really care about you. "

"Thanks to the lady for mentioning it, please also remember that the emperor's favor is more powerful than the later palace. In fact, it is our most fundamental guarantee for the concubine. The lady should know more clearly than the concubine. , The concubine also advised the maiden not to think that she had obtained a certain order, you must restrict anyone else, otherwise, in case the sky is angry, it is not the maiden you can bear. "

Xi Yan was still not surprised, she did not care about Xi Lin Shu, turned back slowly, said:

"The concubine thanked the emperor for allowing the concubine to see his brother, and the concubine retreated."

Xuan Yuanyu was standing on the steps on the other side of Yushu Study, his eyes fixed on them deeply.

This little trick by Xi Linshu, really, didn't make the right place.

She is not so easily irritated, nor is she so impulsive to do anything.

What's more, today, her heart suddenly became cold.

The cold was spreading from the bottom of my heart, trace by trace, soaked. She even exhaled every breath, as if she could freeze into ice in this warm March.

She leaned indifferently, the blood on her fingertips dyed the snow-colored sleeves a little blush, but she didn't care at all.

What else should I care about?

Is it true that she did everything wrong?

It ’s a shame for Wang Fu to rely on a woman like her.

It's just that she is self-righteous.

She closed her eyes, and when she opened, she saw that Xuanyuan waved her robe sleeves, beckoning her to retreat.

She turned around and walked out of Tianzhao Palace calmly.

The corner that was blocked in my heart, but did not walk out because of this, and let it go.

She knew that she still cares.

Can't do it indifferently.

When everything is done, only loved ones do not understand, even disdain.

How can she not care?

However, no matter how she thought about it, she still had to maintain the illusion of Saint Enron's favor.

necessary……

Ye Guoguo, Suocheng.

Hanchen Palace, Niron Tower.

The cool breeze was blowing slowly, and the gauze was blowing gently, and Yuehua was sprinkled on the masonry paved with sapphire. It was as bright and dazzling as the mercury pouring over the ground. At the moment, he is sitting on the futon and resting his eyes on the futon, where his eyes are focused, is a picture with a yellowing frame.

It was a beautiful woman painting, the woman in the painting, which was absolutely beautiful and beautiful.

The simple composition and clean black and white colors outline this unforgettable beauty.

He just coagulated, coagulated.

This habit has remained until the present after ascending the throne.

In fact, he saw this picture long ago, but at that time, he could not focus on it as he pleased, because it belongs only to the emperor of this country.

Everything is easy under the power of the emperor, but why is it so difficult to get the people in the painting?

No one knows what this painting means to him.

The past scene only exists in his memories.

He had thought that this woman would never be alive again, only exist in the painting.

But, why, let him discover that the woman in the painting really exists in this world.

The same look, the same feeling that made him see her at first glance.

And the scent on her may only be understood by him.

The person who owns her will not understand her, or even, may have killed her!

Reality is destined to be cruel, her beauty is owned by someone who does not understand her, and her life is also in the hands of that person.

But never belong to him!

All he could have, perhaps, was this yellowish painting.

Beside the futon, there is a secret piece with pheasant feathers stuck on it. This feather has a brilliant luster, which is reflected in his eyes bit by bit, so that there is a trace of coldness.

The words on the secret are very simple, and the meaning conveyed is simpler.

He closed his eyes, but he had to open his eyes, and his eyes looked like a torch.

Even so, the current situation will not change.

Standing up, he slowly walked down the nine-story Niron Tower.

Here, he would come only once every half a month, and each time, to the limit of leaks, was only an hour.

He did not allow himself to indulge too deeply. However, this indulgence has been engraved from the beginning of that year to the beginning of his life.

Out of the tower, Ji Fu, a close eunuch, greeted him earlier, his voice was slightly softer, but he heard it really:

"Sir, this is a letter from Sun Guo."

"Ok."

He responded, and glanced at Hua Hua slightly. The letter was engraved with the white dragon mural of the supreme symbol of the emperor Xun Guo. The content was Xuan Yuanyu's final agreement with him. It was held at Lumingtai on the sixth day of June Three Congresses.

This meeting is an alliance of emperors of the Three Kingdoms every twenty years.

However, from the beginning of his succession, the emperor of the country seems to be not prepared to continue the national policy of the last monarch for peace.

As an emperor, if we want to achieve great tyranny, how can we make peace the best?

For him, Li Bingmao of the past three years, is he still looking forward to the intention of other countries?

I wonder if something unexpected will happen at this meeting?

A radiant arc radiated from his lips. When the arc appeared, Ji Fu whispered outside the tower:

"Emperor, Che Guiji is looking for you."

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