Chapter 330 When did his official robe become a dragon robe?
Early the next morning, Xuanzheng Hall.
Gu Yihan's morning sessions were often serious and dull.
The ministers were respectful and did not dare to say anything wrong when reporting matters.
Otherwise, I am afraid that what I will face is a fierce scolding from Gu Yihan, or a severe beating.
There are also many officials who lost their lives in Jinluan Hall.
However, today, the morning court had just started and Gu Yihan had not arrived yet.
The ministers waiting outside the Xuanzheng Hall were exchanging their official business.
Bai Yi and Ye Siming stood in front of the military attache.
Ye Siming's eyebrows were indifferent and his eyes were not squinting, as if he was bored and distracted.
Bai Yi held on to his sick body, his lips turned white, but his spirit seemed much better.
Suddenly, a bright yellow figure came from the palace gate not far away.
The ministers straightened their postures quickly, some straightened their clothes, and some stabilized their official hats.
Bai Yi frowned.
Strange, why does this person not look like Gu Yihan?
The man walked very quickly, and there were not many eunuchs behind him.
The ministers didn't dare to think too much and hurriedly lowered their heads and knelt down.
"My lord, see my emperor!" The voices came in unison, like a tide.
However, just as Bai Yi was about to kneel down, Ye Siming grabbed his arm.
The young man's tone was indifferent, with a hint of ridicule: "Don't you just kneel to the emperor? This person is not the emperor."
Not the emperor?!
Ye Siming's words stunned Bai Yi and the ministers around him.
Everyone looked up and saw that the person hurriedly climbing up the white jade steps was indeed not Gu Yihan!
But a fourth-grade military attaché named Bian Yuanzhong was on patrol!
Bian Yuanzhong felt uncomfortable last night and didn't sleep well. He actually got up late this morning.
Afraid of missing the morning court, he dressed in a hurry and left in a sedan chair.
Fortunately, when he hurried to the palace, the emperor had not come yet!
Bian Yuanzhong saw everyone kneeling on the ground and was still puzzled.
Could it be that the emperor is following him?!
He suddenly turned around and looked over, but there was no one behind him.
Bian Yuanzhong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
However, he found that his colleagues were staring at him as if they were seeing ghosts.
Some were stunned, some were surprised, and some were waiting for a good show.
What do they mean? Didn’t you wash your face clean today?
Bian Yuanzhong thought so.
At this moment, Bian Yuanzhong saw General Song staring at him with a cold face.
He didn't know why.
He usually has a very good relationship with General Song, always communicating secretly, and usually relying on General Song for support.
He even helped him do something extremely treasonous!
Why doesn't General Song give him a good look now?
That expression seemed to tell him that a disaster was coming.
Bian Yuanzhong felt confused and wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve.
Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, he saw that the sleeves of his official robe, which should have been brown, turned bright yellow?!
What's happening here?
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At this moment, Gu Yihan, who was supposed to go to court, was left in the royal study by Concubine Qiao who suddenly returned to the palace.
Gu Yihan straightened his clothes and patted the lace on his dragon robe in front of the brass mirror.
"My concubine, don't be in a hurry to come back alone. I don't need you to serve me. If you don't want to stay at your mother's house anymore, just take Nuo'er back to the palace as soon as possible."
Concubine Qiao behind him had a serious look on her face.
Today, the imperial concubine is dressed simply, which is completely different from her usual love of colorful outfits.
Concubine Qiao's hands, dyed cardamom red, held a square box.