"Are you the newly appointed general manager of the Ganqing Palace?"

Although He Qiushi's body was frozen and stiff, he did not dare to be negligent. He immediately bowed and replied: "I dare not be called the general manager, but the empress saw that I was diligent in the hands and feet, so she gave me a gift to the Qing Palace. The errands served day and night are the blessings of slaves.”

“Can speak.”

Zhao Xuanji said lightly: "There is also a living person in his eyes, his hands and feet are quite neat, and it is indeed not bad."

"Xie Sheng ordered the Lord to praise him."

He Qiushi showed a happy expression on his face appropriately, and he hurriedly thanked him.

"How long have you been in the Ganqing Palace?" Zhao Xuanji asked again.

This seemingly casual question is actually every word has been carefully considered by Zhao Xuanji.

He Qiushi was not aware of the inside story, but just answered honestly: "It's been more than seven days."

Seven days...

There was a divine light surging in Zhao Xuanji's eyes.

The new General Manager of the Ganqing Palace in front of him took office seven days ago, that is to say, if the weather really changes, it will happen seven days ago.

With a slight frowning, Zhao Xuanji did not notice any abnormalities seven days ago and the past seven days, but he didn't know if he was reminded because he was Fu Yuzhi. The more abnormal the more abnormal Zhao Xuanji felt that it was abnormal at this time.

Just as Zhao Xuanji was about to test for a few more words, outside the palace gate, there was a sound of carriages crushing the snow, followed by a loud sing that only penetrated the sky.

"The Empress is here~!"

The sing that was specially lengthened with a unique rhythm, which made people feel awe-inspiring when they heard it, and their majesty came from the ground like mercury.

And Zhao Xuanji... sat down and didn't move.

Outside the palace gate, Feng caught up, Zhao Qinglan stepped down on the small stool and walked into the Ganqing Palace.

In front of the wide palace gate, one person stood in a umbrella while the other person sat still.

Seeing Zhao Qinglan enter, He Qiushi, who was holding an umbrella, hurriedly knelt down the mountain and shouted: "The Empress, Qiansui, Qiansui, Qiansui."

Because I had to kneel down, I had to put the umbrella aside when I asked for it.

The heavy snow was raging like goose feathers. At this moment, a cold wind blew, and Zhao Xuanji, who was sitting, looked at each other with Zhao Qinglan standing.

Zhao Xuanji felt a little cold.

A chill blew in from the neck and penetrated into the heart.

He slowly stood up and said slowly: "Old minister Zhao Xuanji..."

"Mr. Zhao doesn't have to be too polite."

Zhao Qinglan said calmly: "Although you and I have to perform the rituals of the monarch and the ministers first, you will eventually have the affection between father and daughter. Lord Zhao is a pillar of the country and a provincial governor, but he is also a father-in-law. These red tapes can be avoided."

"Thank you for your compassion."

Zhao Xuanji stood up and saluted slightly.

"What's wrong with Lord Zhao entering the palace?" Zhao Qinglan asked straight to the point.

Zhao Xuanji bowed and said, "The old minister has not seen the priest for many days. He is worried about it and asks to meet the priest."

Zhao Qinglan was straight to the point, and Zhao Xuanji went straight to the point.

He knew very well that he suddenly entered the palace, which was an extraordinary thing. No matter whether he had broken up with him or was apart from him, or the princess hidden in the Eastern Palace, he would be afraid and guess about his arrival, so no matter how much he looked for The reasons for being high-sounding are actually the same.

Since it is useless to find reasons to make excuses, then just make a request.

Even if it is a test, it can be verified.

He just wanted to use this to tell Zhao Qinglan directly that no matter what reason she used to stop him today, this holy person was settled.

But he didn't expect that his various preparations and psychological activities were exchanged for the words Zhao Qinglan.

"OK!"
Chapter completed!