Zhou Tian was depressed. It was true that she asked them to stay, but she asked them to check whether the palace and post house next door were okay. Don't occupy her Prince's Palace! That was her home.
Zhou Tian frowned and stared at the increasingly difficult-to-read memorial, and the corners of his mouth curled up to Nantianmen.
Seeing that his master was in a bad mood, Eunuch Lu made a cup of fragrant tea and put it on the master's table. He said carefully: "Your Highness, you have been busy all day. Why don't you go outside to enjoy the snow and relax..."
"No!" After going to her lair, she disappeared.
At this time, Ying Fengliu occupies the largest palace in the Tai Palace. If it were any other country, they would not go even if they were invited to stay in the imperial city. But in Yan Country, Ying Fengliu didn't need his elder brother to find a place to live, and occupied her.
's bedroom.[
Ying Fengliu was lying on the bed obediently, the wounds on his body had been re-bandaged, and he looked very good.
Luo Ximing leaned against the bed, looking at him who was seriously injured, with a cold expression: "Have you had enough?"
Ying Fengliu looked at the furnishings intoxicatedly: "No." This is Zhou Tian's bed, and her good smell is still there. My woman has good taste. Although she lacks the fragility of a woman, the room decoration is still the same.
atmosphere.
Luo Ximing's mouth sarcastically said to Yang Zi: "Put away your 'pure' mind, you don't realize that her bed is too big."
Hearing this, Ying Fengliu hurriedly defended Zhou Tian: "The prince's specifications should be like this."
Luo Ximing despised him: "You are out of your mind. Even your bed as the crown prince of the Eagle Kingdom is not that big!"
Ying Fengliu sat up and said, "What do you want to say! Don't you just want to say bad things about her! Yes! That's right! She is fooling around with men! It's not like I don't know if you can always remind me!
childish!"
Luo Ximing heard the words, who was childish? He kindly warned him what a ridiculous woman he had met, but she turned out to be nosy: "If you weren't my brother, I would kill you."
Ying Fengliu suddenly smiled flatteringly: "If I weren't your brother, you could take care of me. Have you told Warring States that those siblings are really me."
Luo Ximing thought that he was hopeless, and still kept thinking about this: "I told you! I said it loudly." How could the Ying Emperor, such a shrewd person, give birth to a child like Feng Liu?
"Thank you, brother. If you were a woman, brother, I would marry you." Ying Fengliu's eyes were filled with stars, wagging his 'hypocritical' tail.
Luo Ximing didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I disdain men like you."
…
Song Yise didn't ask about the sudden increase in people in the front hall. Zhou Tian would definitely inform her if he felt it was necessary. Since he didn't say anything, it was inconvenient for her to ask. Besides, she had put all her energy on the emperor these days.
However, she is always careful and strives to make every step airtight.
Wang Wen's medical skills are far superior to those of the palace doctors. He represents Ji Xia and is a neutral force. No one will doubt him.
Song Yi-se took a big risk by choosing him, and her success depends entirely on the prince's performance in the past two years.
"Is the emperor's illness getting better?" Song Yise expressed her worry in front of everyone. Concubine Xin was there, and she had almost no contact with Wang Wenxi. Concubine Xin was checking the progress of the medicine.
Wang Wenti breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm back to you, I'm feeling better. As long as you pay attention to taking good care of yourself, you'll be fine."
After hearing this, Concubine Xin looked at Yanxiao excitedly, her happiness was a little fake, the emperor was finally fine, as long as the emperor was fine, why would she worry about not having a chance?[
Song Yise patted her chest happily: "It's okay. My wife is finally relieved. The prince asked me three times a day, but I don't know what to do."
Yanxiao was the happiest, holding his beloved concubine in his arms, and did not shy away from Song Yise: "Silly girl, I am so blessed, how can anything happen, haha! You have worked hard these days to serve me, I will reward you whatever you want!"
Concubine Xin looked at the emperor with watery eyes, and her soft body lay on his chest meekly: "The emperor's well-being is the best reward the emperor gives to me. I don't want anything."
Yanxiao was moved for a moment after hearing this. He could see that his concubine sincerely wished him well: "Zhi'er, don't worry, I know what you care about. I'll have a good talk with the prince and ask him to let your brother go."
Concubine Xin just smiled faintly when she heard this, straightened up and smoothed the emperor's clothes considerately, but her heart was as cold as iron. She just wanted to 'talk'. In Yanxiao's heart, his son was the most important: "The emperor does not need to make things difficult. Brother, others have little power and the prince has more power."
Maybe I did it for my brother's sake."
Yanxiao was even more moved when he heard this. He was originally afraid of talking to Zhou Tian. It would be great if the concubine Xin could think about it. She and her brother had not seen each other very often, so why give up the comfortable life now for the sake of a vague family relationship.
Song Yise just looked at them with a smile and did not express any opinions. No matter how sincere her words were, no matter what her intentions were, she would bury them first.
Song Yise and Wang Wenti said goodbye together. The two walked in tandem according to etiquette. When they separated, they said a few polite words. One said it was hard work and the other said it was a duty to do. They seemed to be just two people related to each other.
But just for a moment, the second step of regicide has already begun. Tomorrow, the emperor will be preparing to return to Wang Wenti, who is preparing to send Xia Fu's life again because of the cold. The reason is that the emperor has just recovered but did not listen to the advice of the imperial doctor and overdrafted again.
'physical strength'.
Winter nights always seem lonely, with the vast white snow covering up the prosperity of the capital, and the sprawling imperial city proudly showing its authority.
The candle lights in the palace were lit, and the eyes looked like stars. At this time, the palace, which should have been quiet, still seemed lively because of the presence of guests. The maids and eunuchs were always busy coming in and out, and Eunuch Lu felt it.
Serving two masters who are not masters is more tiring than serving the former prince.
Ying Fengliu is a very picky person. If Zhou Tian hadn't stayed in this place, if Zhou Tian hadn't eaten the food, and the clothes couldn't be worn by Zhou Tian, he would have ranked Yan Kingdom from south to north. But even so, he still has endless thorns to pick.
As long as Zhou Tian is away, he rarely uses anything that does not meet his status.
Eunuch Lu had no choice but to use the previous configuration of the prince, which allowed Ying Fengliu to keep his reputation. For this reason, Eunuch Lu felt aggrieved for his own prince several times. Why should the prince of Ying Kingdom have such a style?
', when applied to their Highnesses, it means 'extravagant', which is basically national discrimination.
Ying Fengliu walked out in the night, stretched his body that had not been active for several days, and looked at Zhou Tian's place in a good mood: "It's an elegant place."
If he had been buried a few years earlier, he would have been buried there.
"Zhou Tian will be back soon?" What's the point of her not being here? Ying Fengliu couldn't help complaining. As a prince, he was busier than his father. He didn't know what he was doing all day long?
"Did Lord Eagle mean His Highness? According to Eunuch Wen, yes."
Ying Fengliu walked around happily. The winter in Yanguo seemed to be colder than other places. It was expected that Ying Fengliu had such thick skin and wore winter clothes.
The candle lanterns in the Prince's Palace illuminated the entire imperial city as the hawks wandered around with a romantic purpose. The 'patriots' who were frightened and wanted to attack at night did not know what the Prince's Palace was planning, so they all gave up their plans tonight.
The eagle wind wandered to the Tianchi in the west of the Prince's Palace. This is an ordinary pond, but people who are familiar with the Prince's Palace know that there is something special here, but no one knows the specific magic. This pond has been famous for a long time, but it has not been discovered.
How much attention.
Naturally, Ying Fengliu wouldn't pay attention. His world is much simpler and can't be described as "shady": "Huh? Where is that?" Another beautiful place caught his eye, the candlelight illuminated the willow branches and swayed like this.
When I saw the green forest, I was tempted to remove it.
The accompanying young eunuch immediately lowered his head. After thinking again and again, they retreated from each other for a long time. Then a young eunuch came out and said "responsibly": "The backyard of the Prince's Palace." He said it more implicitly. In their eyes, men are very important.
Men other than courtiers staying overnight in the Prince's Palace are just a bit concerned.[
The person in front of me and his brother living in the front hall are obviously favored by His Highness. It would be bad if there is a conflict with the backyard...
Ying Fengliu suddenly said: "The backyard! That's where the pretty boy lives!" Ying Fengliu suddenly had a feeling of excitement. It was one thing to know, but it was another thing that these people really lived so close to Zhou Tian.
The little eunuchs lowered their heads, not knowing how to answer the young master's words. The young master in the backyard didn't even have a dark face!
Ying Fengliu suddenly lifted up his mattress and said angrily: "I'm going to see you!" As he said that, he hurried towards the brightly lit place without waiting for the people behind him to catch up.
The harem of the Prince's Palace has put a lot of efforts of countless craftsmen, from the bright green willows of the 'Wenxin Corridor' to the blooming flowers of the 'Yongding Pond', and finally stepping into the beauty of Tianfu behind the male palace, several generations of master craftsmen have devoted their efforts to it.
It is an ingenious idea. It is expected that people who enter here will have the most beautiful thoughts in the world as soon as they step out.
But Ying Fengliu was furious when he saw it. How could such a desolate place allow Zhou Tian to be diligent in state affairs? If a wise man should advise Zhou Tian to be diligent in his affairs, instead of indulging in these feasting and feasting all day long!
In the backyard, Su Yi had already changed out of his court clothes. At this time, he was drinking tea in the pavilion dressed in beautiful palace clothes. After a hard work, he was chased by two wolves. No matter how he thought about it, he was not happy.
Xin Yiren opened his book and carefully studied the art of war book given by Sun Qingmu under the candle. He didn't understand what Su Yi was unhappy about, but Brother Su said he was in a bad mood and wanted to go out to see the snow, so he had to accompany him.
Han Yan licked his nails and fiddled with his slender white hands from time to time. The over-maintained nails shone more dazzlingly than candlelight: "Brother."
"say."
"Do you see any flaws on my nails?"
When Su Yi heard this, he looked at it very seriously, and then said: "It lacks armor, and lacks color. By the way, if you change your face to a woman, you will be perfect. You are a grown man, will you die if you don't play with your nails?"
!”
When Han Yan saw Su Yi suddenly getting angry, he suddenly turned around and ignored him with a calm face, and then he was picking his nails by himself. It was already the utmost kindness to accompany him out on a cold day, and he didn't want to do it again.
Punching bag.
Sun Qingmu came back from outside in a hurry. He didn't have time to take off his court clothes. As he walked, he asked Xiao Chizi behind him to remember to remind him what he was going to take away tomorrow.
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(*^__^*) Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, I finally had a satisfying mooncake this year. How about you?