With Xie Meng and several generals with military power in prison, Xie Meng's days of confrontation with the prime minister and his tyranny were over. The courtiers who had some relationship with Xie Meng have all distanced themselves from him.
I chose silence at this moment. I was afraid that if I didn't pay attention, I would be labeled as a traitor and traitor by the Emperor and Prime Minister Mo.
With the purge of Xie Meng, some officials in the imperial court underwent a major reshuffle. In order to prevent the recurrence of Xie Meng and other rebellions of various natures, centralized control was tightened. The generals needed to deploy troops and generals.
To obtain his explicit approval, it would also need to be reviewed by Prime Minister Mo and handed over by Commander Xia.
Only with the unanimous consent of the emperor, the prime minister, and the president of the army can the general mobilize troops and horses. With such strict arrangements, Huangfu Jin's throne is much more secure than before. And now there is only one noble concubine in the harem, Wanrou.
Not too much happened.
It has been more than half a month since the rebellion, but the missing Shuang'er has not yet taken action, but has become the biggest hidden danger in the hearts of several people. Wherever Wanrou goes these days, she is surrounded by smoke, which is a good name.
It was to protect herself. There was also a group of guards following behind her, and there were also secret guards silently guarding her, which made Wanrou feel uncomfortable.
At the beginning of midsummer, there are camphor trees and green trees, flowers blooming like rustles, and all kinds of beauties. She is dressed in purple clothes, which is elegant and refined with a noble and charming temperament, and is accompanied by Hua Yan, who is always wearing a red dress.
Walking silently on the tree-lined avenue, his eyes were calm and elegant.
Her beautiful years, her charming voice, her innocence and simplicity were all wasted in this palace full of intrigues. But Hua Yan, who was next to Wanrou, always understood that in this prosperous age of love, she was nothing but
A deserted embellishment around Ruolan Wanrou.
The tree was trying to be still but the wind was still blowing. Hua Yan looked at the gently swaying branches in a daze, feeling a sense of loneliness and loss in his heart.
At the other end of the tree-lined road, Huangfu Jin, who was dressed in a dark purple satin embroidered dragon robe, walked over chatting and laughing with Mo Chubai, who was wearing a black military uniform. Huangfu Jin and Wanrou didn't know where they started to fall in love.
Wearing purple clothes, Mo Chubai, who usually wears white embroidered robes, is a special case and wears a black military uniform.
Although they were dressed in different clothes, it was the same woman who caught their eyes first. Hua Yan knew that Mo Chubai didn't look at him, but just paused leisurely with Wanrou's footsteps and stood there. He bit his lip slightly.
, there was a faint glow in his eyes, he took a deep breath, and finally lowered his head silently.
"Yan'er, come to me." Xu Shi noticed something strange about Hua Yan. Mo Chubai's voice was a little hoarse and his eyes were up and down. Finally, he waved to Hua Yan. Hua Yan was stunned for a moment, then nodded and obeyed him.
He ordered, crossing Wanrou and walking towards Mo Chubai.
Wan Rou also smiled and followed Hua Yan's steps as she walked slowly to Huangfu Jin. She straightened his clothes and asked gently: "Your Majesty, are you done with today's work?"
"No matter how busy I am, I still want to come and see you. It's been more than half a month, and all the things that need to be dealt with have been almost solved. When everything is settled and Shuang'er is captured, I will take you on a trip.
, how are you?" Huangfu Jin put his arms around her waist and said lovingly, and they both walked towards Ruoxue Palace.
Watching the beautiful couple leaving, Hua Yan smiled slightly and couldn't help but softly said: "Your Majesty and your empress are such a perfect match." Then she realized what she was doing, and Hua Yan lowered her head and apologized to Mo Chubai: "I'm sorry.
Young Master, I made a mistake."
Mo Chubai suddenly clasped Hua Yan's wrist and looked at her with a hint of pain: "Yan'er, I know you hate me. But after all, you were once the mother of my child, so why should you behave like this?
So alienated?"
"Master, that child is gone, so I am not qualified to have a further relationship with him. Master and Hua Yan have always had a master-servant relationship, and it has never changed." Hua Yan smiled a little vaguely and leisurely, his eyes slow.
She looked at Mo Chubai slowly. The afternoon sunlight reflected on her fair face, making her look even more desolate and solemn.
"Yan'er, what do I need to do for you to believe me and really want to keep you by my side?" Mo Chubai tried to avoid Hua Yan for a while, and also tried to get closer to Wan Rou when Huangfu Jin and Wan Rou were having conflicts.
Rou, but some of his feelings had quietly changed. He didn't know if his feelings for Hua Yan were considered likes, but he was greedy for all the good things about her.
Mo Chubai's eyes were affectionate, with an irresistible charm. Almost at this moment, Hua Yan fell into this tender trap: "Young Master, Hua Yan has been a young master all his life, and he will never
Leaving the Young Master."
Mo Chubai finally reached out and took her into his arms, and Hua Yan felt extremely happy the moment she fell into his arms. But she suddenly broke away from his arms, her face slightly unnatural, and she bit
He bit his lip and whispered: "Master, Hua Yan is just a killer, a spy who is serious about craftsmanship, or even just a little civilian girl, she is not worthy of the master at all."
"Whether you are worthy or not is up to me. Well, let's not talk about these things first. We have a long time to come. Let's go back to Ruoxue Palace." Mo Chubai took Hua Yan's hand, and the two of them met for the first time.
Walking like an ordinary lover, full of tenderness and sweetness. Until many years later, Hua Yan could still remember how unforgettable this day was for her.
At night, after several people had finished their meal, they all returned to their palaces. Due to a flood in the town, Huangfu Jin rushed to the Shengde Hall to discuss relevant matters with the ministers.
At that time, Mo'er was waiting for Wanrou to take a bath. Because of the scorching summer heat, Wanrou bathed once in the morning and evening to feel refreshed. Wanrou closed her eyes slightly, enjoying the moment of tranquility and refreshment at night. Mo'er stood there
On the side, he kept scattering jasmine petals into the bathtub, and a faint smile appeared on his beautiful face.
"Your Majesty, the clothes have been brought in." Hua Yan opened the gauze curtain, walked slowly into the side hall, and said with some confusion: "I heard that your Majesty didn't like to wear dark-colored clothes, but now I'm with you.
Your Majesty, both of them often wear the same purple clothes when going out."
"One day, I took the emperor's purple brocade clothes and put it on as a joke. Suddenly I felt that I looked good in purple, and I fell in love with it." Wanrou slowly came out of the water, took the clothes and put them on.
The spent jasmine petals slowly walked out, leaving only two people in the hall.
Suddenly, a silver needle shot straight out of the window and pricked Hua Yan's shoulder. Hua Yan felt something strange, and quickly pulled Wanrou over and asked her to come behind him, shouting hurriedly: "Mother, be careful."
At the same moment, an emerald-green figure floated to the ground from outside the window, and her soft voice was heard: "My queen, you are well!"