Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

And the Concubine Shun Xinqing in Yonghe Palace, although she doesn't have to live and sleep like those soldiers, but she is not more relaxed than these people.

When the two children arrived at Yonghe Palace, she let the children sleep in a small bed with them.

And like before, she moved a chair and sat on the side of the bed. There was only one candlestick in the palace. She embroidered a veil in her hand by the flickering candlelight. After embroidering for a while, her eyes were sore and the needle was astringent. , Put down the needle and thread, rubbed his eyes, took a sip of tea, and continued.

The court lady Yilan who was by her side curled up and dozed at her feet.

I woke up suddenly and opened my eyes to see that it was pitch black outside.

The time has passed.

Looking up at Concubine Shun, she said softly: "Manny, you don't sleep?"

Concubine Shun looked down at her and said with a smile: "My palace is not sleepy."

"But, but you haven't slept at all these days, how can your body stand it?"

"..."

"Are you still ill?"

Concubine Shun smiled, reached out her hand and nodded her forehead, and said with a smile: "It's okay in this palace, don't yell, be careful to wake up the princess and the king of Han."

Yilan wanted to say something but stopped. After struggling for a long time, he lowered his voice and said softly: "Manny, you can sleep for a while."

Concubine Shun shook her head: "My palace can't sleep."

"..."

"Moreover--"

As she spoke, she looked up again.

This night is not too peaceful.

Although she seldom stayed up all night, for her, the night is quiet, passing in the blink of an eye in her quiet dreamland, but only in a few days did she realize that the night was long, and sometimes Not too peaceful.

Especially this night, she looked at the shadow of the tree reflected on the window, swaying constantly as the night wind blew.

In a trance, like thousands of people shaking.

In the wind, there was also a bit of restless noise.

Yilan asked, "Niangniang, what's the matter?"

Concubine Shun was quiet for a while, and then said: "It's nothing, you can go to sleep when you are sleepy. The palace will finish with a few more stitches."

Looking at her, Yilan couldn't help but got up and poured a cup of tea, put it by her hand, and then curled up at her feet again, dozing off her head little by little.

At the gate of the palace, a few patrolling soldiers were also dragged by Li Quan and sat at a small table. Tonight's hustle and bustle outside the style, and a bit boring, drinking a little wine is the easiest way to spend this long night.

After a while, a pot of wine had bottomed out.

Those two eunuchs are also leaning on me, and I leaning on you, speaking with big tongues, almost invisible.

Li Quan said, "There is another household on my side who has kept a good wine for a long time. How many would you like to try?"

Several guards hesitated, and they all nodded in agreement. Li Quan immediately ran over and took another pot of wine. Several people pushed their cups and exchanged them. After a while, their faces flushed.

One of them said: "You said, what is going to happen tonight? The British master has transferred so many people out of the palace, and they have all gone to defend the city."

Li Quan listened and ate nothing but peanuts.

Another soldier said: "It seems to be, saying that something is happening outside the city."

"Let's do nothing here, right?"

"That's something outside the city. Lord Luo and Lord Jiang will take care of themselves. What does it have to do with us?"

A smile appeared at the corner of Li Quan's mouth.

Raise the glass immediately: "Yes, it has nothing to do with us, drink, drink!"

So everyone drank again.

This night was extremely long.

For the soldiers defending the city, every gust of wind blows like a sharp blade to split their dreams, but after waking up, the surrounding is still endless darkness and dullness.

The concubine Shun in Yonghe Palace is embroidered with stitch by stitch.

There seems to be no end.

However, when her eyes were blurred and she almost couldn't see clearly, the endless silk thread had also been embroidered to the end of the needle, and a bunch of lotus leaves and lotus flowers in the sun were on the handkerchief, vividly.

She put down the needle and thread, rubbed her eyes, and looked at it seriously for a while.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

At this time, the candlelight on the table shook slightly, and finally burned to the end, suddenly extinguished.

Nan Yan raised his head and looked around.

Some ministers could no longer hold their eyes closed, but his uncle Gu Tingqiu still took a few ministers and continued to sort out the papers. Some old incidents that have accumulated for a long time-in fact, it is not impossible to solve it, but the big issue is at hand. , I didn't have the energy to deal with it, but it was all solved this evening.

Seeing them like this, Nan Yan showed a faint smile.

She turned and saw Zhu Chengxuan sitting next to him. He was obviously tired too, but he kept rubbing the bridge of his nose and eyes, trying to make himself awake.

Nan Yan asked, "When is it?"

When Zhu Chengxuan heard her voice, he immediately said, "It's almost time to Mao."

"It's almost Mao time?"

Nan Yan was stunned.

Didn't Luo Tong say before that something will happen tonight?

Of course, it’s not that Luo Qi said. Even if he didn’t say it, Nan Yan himself predicted that on the third day of closing the nine doors inside and outside the city, something would happen to both inside and outside the city. After all, the other party was finally stabbed. Zhu Feng, waiting for this opportunity, will not be lost in vain.

However, they increased their vigilance and stayed the whole night without squinting their eyes.

But nothing happened.

Outside the window, only the noisy wind blew by from time to time, there was nothing except the sound of the wind.

As soon as Mao's time passed, the sky was about to dawn.

According to the rules, the gate of the palace had to be opened, so that the courtiers who had not returned home for several days and nights returned home.

But, did nothing really happen?

Nan Yan frowned and immediately stood up from the chair, but was a little dizzy when she got up. The person shook a little bit. Ruoshui and the others hurried over to support her, Nan Yan waved her hand and turned and walked out of Wuying Hall.

As soon as the door opened, a cold wind blew through.

Nan Yan looked up at the sky. Although the surroundings were still pitch black, it seemed that there was already a faint light, dizzying from the sky through the deep night.

It's really going to dawn.

But in the entire capital, there seems to be nothing but wind, nothing else.

Really, nothing happened.

Could it be that they were wrong?

Didn't the people of Kuo and Dixianhui take action?

She frowned and stood at the door for a long time. At this moment, the voice of Yangu and theirs came from the hall behind her——

"Noble concubine, it's getting late."

Nan Yan frowned slightly and turned around.

I saw that all the courtiers walked to the entrance of the main hall, looked at the sky outside, and said: "The mother said last night, as long as the night is over, today we will let the ministers wait to go out of the palace and go home. Will the mother go back?"