There was no emperor's palace in Danzhou, so everyone joined the prefecture's palace. As soon as they entered the door, they saw four dancers dressed in beautiful clothes and dresses bowed towards Xiao Yi, with a soft and charming voice, as if they were fed with some special secret medicine.

The people following the door flashed a hint of embarrassment on their faces, and they couldn't help but look at Yang Yaoer. The magistrate's actions, and anyone with eyes could tell the purpose of it.

The Jin Dynasty allowed officials to raise musicians and dancers, and even took official prostitutes from the Jiaofangsi and placed them in the house to raise them.

They regard musicians as gifts that can be transferred at will, and they regard this behavior as a kind of elegance.

At present, the magistrate of Danzhou wanted to use the young and beautiful woman raised in the mansion to please the emperor. Everyone thought that this was afraid of being a greedy person, and he was unwilling to follow him to the border town.

The atmosphere stagnated for a moment.

The look on the magistrate's face was also a little stiff.

Who would have thought that the emperor brought the queen with him?

There has never been such a precedent!

No one in the court came to report such an important thing!

At this time, only Yang Yaoer was staring at them carefully for a while, turned his head and was about to talk to Xiao Yi, but she was not used to saying it to others. Xiao Yi was a little taller than her, and Yang Yaoer wanted to put it in his ear and said. So after thinking about it, he had to pull Xiao Yi's sleeve.

Xiao Yi, who had never spoken, then he restrained the coldness in his eyes and turned to look at her: "Hmm?"

When others saw this scene, they unconsciously held their breath and lowered their heads, and felt that the musicians looked embarrassed.

On this side, Yang Yaoer leaned into Xiao Yi's ear and asked in a low voice: "They are dancing too?"

"Well, you can also sing with music."

After Xiao Yi finished speaking, he looked at the women and said lightly: "Let's stay."

The magistrate's tense expression suddenly relaxed. He hurriedly bowed and smiled, "Yes, I obey the order."

His actions did not make others happy, but the atmosphere became even more strange. Someone even looked up secretly and glanced at the emperor, as if he had something in his heart.

Xiao Yi's eyes turned around the magistrate and said lightly: "Let's lead the way."

"yes."

The magistrate hurriedly bowed and walked in front, which made him look even more like a slutty-headed person.

He didn't know that Xiao Yi looked at him just now, and his head was already covered with a guillotine, just a little bit short of it.

The magistrate gave up the main courtyard to move in for the emperor and empress.

The young women also walked into the door with their eyebrows down and lived in the east end beside them.

Yang Yaoer turned her head and took a look at her for a few more times before entering the house with Xiao Yi.

The room had lit charcoal and burned the fragrance. What lingered in the nose was a strange fragrance that made people's hearts tremble.

Yang Yaoer couldn't help but raise her hand to cover her chest, and then walked to the chair and sat down.

Xiao Yi looked up at her and asked, "Are you tired?"

Yang Yaoer nodded.

"Sustain the Empress to rest." Xiao Yi said.

Chunsha and Liangui immediately went up. Soon after, Yang Yaoer had already washed up, changed her clothes, and buried herself in the quilt with warm clothes.

Chunsha looked at Yang Yaoer's satisfied look and couldn't help but sigh.

But the empress didn't ask her why she sighed! Chunsha wanted to stamp her feet, but she held it back. If she held it in her throat, she would almost suffocate her to death.

She had no choice but to lean over and pull the quilt upwards: "Grandma, let's rest."

Xiao Yi was actually a little tired, but he still ordered someone to take out the map.

The map was placed on the table, and Xiao Yi sat down in front of the table, and there was only a screen separated from the bed behind him. The screen was in a transparent gauze shape, embroidering mountains and rivers on one side, and embroidering flowers, plants, birds and stones on the other side.

At a glance, you will know that it was temporarily moved out.

I don’t know how many jade jadeite was inlaid on the screen that was placed here in the past.

Xiao Yi only glanced at it, then lowered his eyes lightly to look at the map.

They only rested in Danzhou Prefecture for one day, collected food and grass, expanded supplies, and then rushed to the border town.

This is the last day of comfortable life.

The room was quiet. The magistrate came outside the door and knocked softly, saying that he had prepared a banquet to welcome the emperor. Xiao Yi scolded him back, but the magistrate dared not mention it again.

The magistrate actually didn't want to talk to this new emperor more.

He looked at the new emperor and felt that this was clearly a young man with a young mind and a young mind, so he did the task of bringing the queen to the battlefield!

But sometimes, he felt a chill on his back for no reason. The emperor had to glance at him lightly and seriously, and he instinctively developed a desire to escape.

The magistrate deeply believes in his intuition.

The emperor's various actions since he left the palace may be for others to see.

The magistrate didn't dare to dig deeper, so he just shrank his head and acted quietly. After all, he had no background. If he had a background, how could he be exiled to a place like Danzhou?

After the magistrate left, no one broke into the courtyard.

For a moment, the courtyard was quiet, and there was a little comfort.

At this time, only a voice was heard, which was the cold voice of the guard guarding the door: "Is there something wrong?"

Immediately afterwards, a female voice rang out and said softly: "...I have never paid homage to the noble man."

...

After the bumpy days on the carriage, Yang Yaoer held the quilt tightly and slept for a long time without realizing it.

The rustling sound was vaguely transmitted into her ears, as if someone was whispering... Her long eyelids fluttered twice, and she opened her eyes.

She sat up slowly, and the room was still warm and quiet, but there was a little noise in the quietness.

Yang Yaoer looked around in a daze.

There are no people around the room.

She hung up the curtains, put on her outer clothes, stepped on the floor with barefoot, and walked forward two steps.

Through the half-covered and half-covered screen, she caught a glimpse of the figure.

Three ways.

A black dress was printed on the screen with a very thick ink and colorful stroke.

The other two figures looked unclear, and they could only see the black hair hanging from the back of their heads, as if they were women...

Is it a ghost?

She poked her head out from behind the screen, carefully pursed her lips.

After seeing this, she saw that there were two women standing beside Xiao Yi, one on the left and the other on the right. They were wearing colorful Hu skirts, revealing a piece of snow-white waist, and their bodies were slightly arched, approaching him, as if they were about to touch him and kiss him.

They were talking softly, their voices were soft, making it hard to hear them.

But even if she didn't hear it seriously, Yang Yaoer felt that there was something mixed in her head, with a hint of sweetness, and she scratched her heart even if she was not too serious.

This didn't make her feel pleasant.

Instead, it was like the great sage in the Li family was chanted with a spell.

Feeling uncomfortable...

Yang Yaoer was confused for a moment and wanted to get closer to listen.

She held the screen with one hand and was about to move forward.

The screen fell down with a bang, jumping up from the woman next to the table, quickly patted her chest and retreated. The beautiful thoughts next to her were dispersed by the screen.

The guards outside the door were also shocked and knocked on the door: "Emperor?"

"Nothing happened." Xiao Yi said.

He turned to look at Yang Yaoer.

"Come here." He stretched out his hand at her.

Yang Yaoer didn't move.

"I was scared just now?" Xiao Yi asked.

She still didn't move, didn't even nod, didn't shake her head, and there was no "ahhhhh".

Xiao Yi looked at her appearance. She only wore an outer dress with her thin inner clothes on her face. She felt cold when she looked at her. Her skin was as white as snow, and her hair was hanging lazily on her cheeks, looking like a snow girl walking out of the snow.

Xiao Yi was stunned.

He actually saw a little coldness from her?

"Young man." Xiao Yi still raised his hand and did not put it down.

But Yang Yaoer didn't move, her eyebrows were still the same, and she couldn't see any emotion next to her...

The two women stared at the scene in a daze, as if they didn't expect that Emperor Ziyuan also had such an indulgent and gentle side.

"Your Majesty." The woman on the side said softly: "I've really scared my family just now."
To be continued...