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The palace servant packed out the silk skirt and crane cloak that was dirty by tea. Queen Lu wore a plain gauze robe and took off the hairpin ring on her head in front of the makeup mirror. The rhinoceros horns were combed carefully and combed her long hair. The black hair was still bright and moist as yesterday. The appearance of the person in the mirror had not changed drastically, and there was no fine lines on the face of the almond eyes and peach cheeks. Thinking of the villagers who were over thirty years old in my hometown, Queen Lu still looked like a girl.

But she knew that even though her hair was still as black as brocade and still had a peach blossom face, her youth had slipped away from her fingers without realizing it. When there was no longer the youthful spirit in her eyes, when one generation after another of palace ladies and concubines entered the harem, you could know that years had really passed.

In the past, when she was in love with Your Majesty, no one deliberately smashed a cup under her feet. When she was booked as queen, Ci'en Palace joined forces with the entire royal family to agree. All the civil and military officials in court wrote letters to oppose it. Your Majesty still made her the central palace. Your Majesty once held her hand and the civil and military officials in court. "The empress is one with me, respecting the empress is to respect me."

How loving they were at that time.

Empress Lu is not a person who is sad about spring and autumn. She was favored by the supreme men in the world in her best years and a status envied by all women in the world. Now her son is about to be appointed as the crown prince, and she is not dissatisfied with her life.

Even if she was mocked, mocked, insulted and cursed by Mu Anzhi today, Empress Lu suffered a lot of unfairness and did not have the ability to do it herself, she would not be able to get to where she is today! She had heard of even more harsh words than Mu Anzhi. What was the result? She was the one who was in Fengyi Palace!

With how arrogant Mu Anzhi is today, she will still be the winner in the future!

Empress Lu didn't care about Mu Anzhi's ridicule at all. What she cared about was Mu Anzhi's words, "When Your Majesty gives the daughter of Lu a marriage to the prince." Although her niece is good, she also loves her niece more, but her family is already a strong support from the Eastern Palace, and what the Eastern Palace lacks now is the true support of the foreign relatives and civil servants.

The Tang family was a clan for many years and was very prominent, otherwise the eldest princess of Fengyang would not have fallen into the Tang family. Empress Lu was the prince-in-law who was the prince-in-law in the court. One was the eldest princess of Tang and the other was the eldest princess of Fengyang. The eldest princess of Fengyang was his majesty's sister and the queen mother loved her daughter. Although she had a good relationship with Princess Fengyang, this was still different from the marriage bound to the real interests.

As long as the prince married the daughter of Tang, he would receive dual political support from the eldest princess Fengyang, the relatives and civil servants of the Tang family. At that time, the position of the Eastern Palace was as solid as a mountain of Tai.

As for the Lan family, it was just a foil that Queen Lu took out as a guise. She knew that in His Majesty, she would definitely ask the Tang family more. So, what does Mu Anzhi mean today?

How could it be the Lu girl?

In order to avoid suspicion, she deliberately did not take care of her niece in front of His Majesty.

Mu Anyi is very close to Ci'en Palace. Does Ci'en Palace let his granddaughter not choose to choose Lu's daughter?

Even Queen Lu couldn't figure out the reason for this for a while. Was Mu Anzhi's casual statement or was there another mystery? If His Majesty was inclined to Lu, he wouldn't have a whisper to her.

The night was already deep, and in the vast and quiet palace, the subtle and trivial sounds of the palace servants entering and leaving. I didn’t see His Majesty coming to Fengyi Palace again. I thought it was because I heard the Queen Mother’s “advice”? Empress Lu’s lips curled a cold curve and went to bed by herself.

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Yu'an Palace.

The candle heart swayed slightly by the night breeze, and the light of the whole room seemed to be swimming. The palace servant who was on duty outside the hall did not hear the orders from the inner room and leaned against the wall in the corner and knocked to sleep. Xiao Yi looked at it and walked into the inner room with his hands and feet gently. Mu Anzhi raised his head after writing the desk, his eyes bright, and he did not see any tiredness. Xiao Yi whispered, "Your Highness, you have entered the update. It is the same to read the book tomorrow. Otherwise, let's take a break soon."

The prince’s bedroom and study are mostly separated. Mu Anzhi has been studying hard since childhood. Although there is a separate study, Zhang Kuoda’s desk is still placed in the window of his bedroom, just to facilitate reading. Mu Anzhi nodded and said expressionlessly, "You go, I’ll stop here."

Xiao Yi asked, "Then let's wash up."

"No need, you go and rest." Mu Anzhi said again.

Xiao Yi knew that the master was not happy in the past two days and did not dare to talk too much, so he retreated to the outer room. Mu Anzhi left his outer robe and put on the bed in a middle robe. Even though he was lying in the soft and hard bed room, he still couldn't sleep. Under his chest that no one saw, his heart beat very fast. He became angry today and said the two words he wanted to say the most:

Bitch!

How many times in his dream, he cursed Queen Lu in his heart like this! Whether this woman was pitiful or cunning, she spoke with the identity of the central palace and said something that seemed caring but actually provocative, when no one paid attention, she could not maintain the same noble as her identity. He was no longer the noble prince in his heart, but he was such a person in his heart!

He said such swear words that were only found in the market, and he didn't have to struggle to maintain his decent status as a royal prince. How many times he wanted to embarrass this woman without hesitation!

He had wanted to do this long ago!

What a bullshit prince! What a bullshit royal family!

The most noble place in this world can be uncovered, and the white marble and vermilion wall of this glazed tiles, crystal lamps, white jade and vermilion. In this corner, there is no place that is not the most dirty and poisonous place that hides dirt and is tainted!

What kind of noble status is he? He is as vain as timid, cowardly, and pretends, and even, in front of that man, he is as servile as a servant. What did he do in his dream of life when he was less than thirty years old? Just for the sake of the vain, do you still want to pray that man will give him some warmth in his cold heart?

Mu Anzhi thought of his dream life and his previous ten years of life, and he wanted to slap himself twice in the face!

Cut open your chest, truly examine your beating heart, and ask yourself: What is the life I want to live like?

After returning to his bedroom from Ci'en Palace, Mu Anzhi asked himself this.

But even if it was him, he couldn't tell what the life he wanted was like now?

His only friend Pei Ruyu hopes to save the world and keep his name in history. Mu Anzhi used to want to be recognized by Emperor Mu Xuan, want to get the throne, and want to become a promising emperor of a generation. But whether this is what he wants to do, or his identity and the direction of the undercurrents in the palace are afraid that Mu Anzhi can't explain clearly.

Mu Anzhi didn't know what he wanted, but he knew how to make himself happy.

If your identity is burdened, you might as well put it aside for the time being. If you don’t want to do things, you might as well not do them. And those who want to say can make you happy, just do it!

Eastern Palace! The throne!

Mu Anzhi knew very well that even though these two worldly supreme honors that he had been eager to put in front of him, he did not scold Queen Lu happily tonight: Bitch.

It made him feel even more happy!

It turns out that expressing one's feelings is such a pleasant thing!

Unfortunately, he only knows it now!

Whether it is the nearly thirty years of life in the dream or the more than ten years of time now, it is the first time he is so happy!

Mu Anzhi sat up from the bed and shouted to the outside world, "Xiao Yi, bring the wine!"

Xiao Yi didn't know what to do, so he trembled with the warm wine pot and had to whisper, "This wine should be warm, so please use it slowly. It's late at night and there is no food to serve..."

Mu Anzhi waved his hand to signal Xiaoyi to go down. Xiaoyi was outside the door and glanced through the crack of the door from time to time. When the third day of the day passed, Xiaoyi quietly pushed open the door and saw his master sitting on the carpet half leaning against the bed and seemed to be asleep. Half of his cheek was pressing his arm, and the other half of his face was exposed with a slightly frown brow. A wine cup rolled down beside his feet, and there was a silver pot that could not be dropped in his hand. Xiaoyi first took off the silver pot from his master's hand, picked up the wine cup and put it on a few times, and half held Mu Anzhi's arm and called him in a low voice, "Your Highness, go to bed."

Mu Anzhi asked in a daze, "Xiaoyi, what do you want to do most in your life?"

Xiao Yi said, "I just want to serve my master well and be by my master's side for the rest of my life."

"Okay, I'm sure." Mu Anzhi held Xiaoyi's hand, and as soon as his eyes were stretched open, he was dragged into a deep sleep by the huge sleepiness.

Xiao Yi looked at the hand where Mu Anzhi held his hand, and a hint of distress appeared in his eyes. His Highness's hand was not smoother and more delicate than his slave's hand. There were old calluses on the tiger's mouth in the palm of his palm, which was the trace of practicing swords and guns for years. There were also thin calluses on the first joint of the middle finger, which was because he had been practicing calligraphy for years. His Highness, who is already such an excellent one, has worked so much hardship and suffered so much grievances...

Gently pulled out his hand and covered Mu Anzhi with a brocade quilt. Xiao Yi put his steps lighter. He blew out other candles in the past, but he left a golden fish spitting water on the low table outside the tent and carved glass palace lantern. As for Xiao Yi himself, he habitually nested in the corner beside Mu Anzhi's bed, and quietly protected his little master, closing his eyes and entering a shallow sleep.
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