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When will you make another queen?

When will you make a queen again? The scenery of the Royal Garden is gorgeous, especially the rich peonies, which bloom particularly generously, attracting all kinds of flowers and butterflies to collect nectar.

On the peony pavilion, there is a round stone table. On the stone table is a golden lacquered incense burner, with clouds of smoke forming a shape that looks like clouds and flowers, exuding a pleasant aroma.

A tall and slender pure yellow back, dragging the hem of pure yellow clothes, swept past the peony petals on the ground, and on the hem of the clothes, there were several petals with dewdrops stuck on them.

The back garden in the early morning is as peaceful as a heavenly palace, but not as deserted as a heavenly palace.

Walking up to the pavilion with slow and unhurried steps, until I sat down at the stone table, the pure yellow straight back still gave people a perfect visual sense.

After retreating from the court, Yu Shengjun went straight to the Peony Pavilion. He was wearing a pure yellow dragon robe without dragon patterns, a crown on his head, half of his head of black silk was tied into the crown, and the remaining half was vertically stretched from behind.

Looking from behind, his back was incomparably beautiful and elegant. His deep and gentle eyes fell on the incense burner. The smoke floating out looked like clouds and flowers, which made the corners of his lips slightly raise.

A trace of stunning arc.

After a while, there were more than ten footsteps behind me.

Yushengjun's soft eyes were a little restrained, and his eyes wandered from the incense burner to the large area of ​​peonies outside the pavilion.

When the dozen or so footsteps were almost approaching the Peony Pavilion, a loud voice came, "The Queen Mother is here!"

Two young maids, two old maids, several young father-in-laws, and an elderly father-in-law accompanied the Queen Mother to the Peony Pavilion.

The Empress Dowager put one hand on her husband's hand, resting the back of her hand on her husband's hand, slightly lifting the corners of her satin, and slowly walked up to the Peony Pavilion.

The Royal Holy Lord stood up, faced the Empress Dowager, and nodded gracefully. His voice was indescribably elegant and magnanimous, "My son, I wish to greet you, the Queen Mother. Good morning, Queen Mother!"

"Yes," the Empress Dowager responded softly, her voice as soft as dust. If you didn't listen carefully, you would think that she had never made a sound from the beginning to the end.

The Empress Dowager is in her early forties and looks to be in her twenties or thirties. She is elegantly dressed and has a well-proportioned figure, but gives off a dignified feeling. She has an easy-going face, but has a cold expression that does not match her face.

After sitting down, the Queen Mother held a handkerchief embroidered with a lotus pattern and waved it.

All the palace maids and eunuchs realized the meaning of the handkerchief waving, quickly lowered their heads, and one after another left the Peony Pavilion and walked away.

The Empress Dowager gently waved the smoke from the incense burner, then closed her eyes and smelled it, and said a very meaningful sentence, "Just like in the past, it is still the fragrance that gives the Ai family a headache."

Suddenly, a hint of emotion flashed through the deep eyes of the Royal Saint, but it was fleeting. After sitting down, he stared at the swirling smoke from the incense burner forming shapes that looked like clouds and flowers.

, "For me, this fragrance is what I want to smell the most right now. My son has lived for twenty-three or four years. The mother should let him go and find the queen who will support each other all his life."

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The Empress Dowager opened her eyes, her slightly angry gaze could not bear to be cast on Yu Shengjun's face, and her tone was sharper, "Where can you find them? There are three thousand concubines in the harem, all carefully selected by the Empress Mother for you, but you, even half of them

I don't even want to step into the harem, and I don't care about anything in the harem. When will you make a queen again? When will the mother see the arrival of the emperor's grandson? Every day, the mother can only have time at this time
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