With Gong Yueyue's heartfelt instructions echoing in her ears, Yue Yan said softly: "Girl, what you said is indeed right. I don't like lilac the most. It is clearly a snow chrysanthemum dress, but it has this smell."
Sighing softly, Yueyan looked at an embroidered chrysanthemum on her goose-yellow clothes with a faint smile, and said indifferently: "She likes this fragrance, so I must like it too."
The daylight was still good, so Gong Yueyue got up early in the morning and saw a red sun gushing out in the east. Her petite face couldn't help but pursed her lips and said: "Day after day, how come the news of the expedition has not reached Chang'an!"
"
Po Li, who was tidying up the messy snow-white rice paper on the desk, couldn't help laughing and said: "Young lady is too impatient. The Yulin Army has just left Chang'an, how can it be returned immediately?"
Realizing that she had made a mistake, Gong Yueyue looked around slightly nervously. Seeing that no one was listening, she smiled and asked in a low voice: "Po Li, according to your opinion, in this battle with the Turks, our Northern Qin
Is there any chance of winning?"
Po Lixue was still arranging the red sandalwood bookcase with her white hands. When she heard what Gong Yueyue had heard, she pondered slightly, tilted her head and said: "Turks are nomadic people and are good at fighting on horseback, so the Northern Qin army is always unable to resist. But.
, Now our national strength is strong, and His Majesty attaches great importance to military strength, and has accumulated grain and grass, and purchased good horses."
After a brief pause, Po Li chuckled and said: "I heard that the person in charge of the expedition is General Lin Xi. He has fought against the Turks many times and has experienced hundreds of battles. I think he will definitely win this battle at Yanmen!
"
"General Huben Lin Xi." Gong Yueyue repeated unconsciously, biting her red lips with her teeth. Seeing her confusion, Po Liyin smiled and said: "I heard that General Lin's son also went with the army this time. It's really true.
There are no tigers in the general gate!"
Having said that, Po Li couldn't help but chant: "Poor bones by the Wuding River, just like those in a spring boudoir's dream."
Before she finished speaking, there was a crisp sound in Po Li's ears. She was so shocked that she stared and saw that a fine liquid crystal lamp on the Eight Immortals' Rosewood table fell to pieces.
In the meantime, green plum fruits were scattered all over the floor, and paired with the twining bluestones, it had a unique flavor.
Looking again, Gong Yueyue's white hands were tightly covering her chest, and her plum sleeves quietly slid down to her arms, hanging in the air.
The two curves of her green and daisy eyebrows were tightly knitted with a sad look, and her beautiful eyes showed unconcealable sadness.
He had never seen her look like this before. Po Li was slightly startled for a moment, thinking in his mind: "The girl never cares about the affairs of the palace, so why is she only thinking about the Yu Lin Army's conquest of the Turks? I guess she has some hidden agenda.
stop."
Just as she was thinking about it, she saw Qin E running in happily, giggling non-stop, and finally stopped laughing. She said cheerfully: "Girl, Yueyan has returned to the concubine's house to see you."
Gong Yueyue, whose youthful look was startled, turned around. As soon as she raised her face, she met Po Li with a meaningful smile.
A flash of crimson spread across Gong Yueyue's pure white cheeks, her face slightly drooped, and she said softly: "Why are you still called Yue Yan? Now she is the wife of His Majesty. Don't forget the rules."
Qin E rolled her eyes, stuck out her tongue at Po Li playfully, squatted down and picked up the green plum fruits that had just been scattered.
"Girl!" As soon as she entered the inner room of the young concubine's house, Yueyan's eye circles turned slightly red, she called softly, and then she choked with sobs and could no longer speak.
After dismissing the accompanying maid, Gong Yueyue raised her eyes lightly, and Po Li and Qin E also left knowingly.
Holding Yue Yan's warm palm, Gong Yueyue felt no emotion in her heart. She slightly raised her nose and said with a chuckle: "Now you are also a classy gentleman. I have something to ask you."
Yue Yan said softly: "What the girl said is that she and Yue Yan have an affair. If it weren't for the girl, Yue Yan and I..."
"Did you know that Mo Yi committed suicide in Yongxiang a few days ago?" Gong Yueyue lowered her voice and whispered.
Knowing that this matter was of great importance, Yue Yan also looked solemn, nodded and said in confusion: "I heard Aunt Bai say it, but what does the girl want to do with her?"
"Mo Yi is a ghost of injustice in the hands of Huang Bazi, and Princess Nanyun who died a few years ago."
Gently stroking Yueyan's long black hair, Gong Yueyue said with regret: "You also know why Aunt Bai came to the palace, and besides, you are now accompanying His Majesty. If Huang Bazi is not removed, only
I’m afraid she’ll take action against you again!”
"So, you must get ahead of her and get rid of her!" Gong Yueyue's words were like the gloomy thunder that night in Yongxiang, startling all Yueyan's thoughts.
Her heart was beating fast, and her voice was trembling as she said, "What does the girl mean...let her die!?"
"Why can I get Mo Yi's letter? Because there are still conscientious palace servants around Huang Bazi! Princess Nanyun who died unjustly! Mo Yi who died unjustly! There is no life that she did not take with her own hands! Recently, I heard that you
Her favor made her extremely angry. Yueyan, I don’t want you to either..."
Gazing quietly and silently at Yue Yan's pink face that had turned pale due to the nervousness and uneasiness in her heart, Gong Yueyue let out a long sigh, put her soft white palms on the bright red sandalwood table, stood up happily, and said quietly: "You just stepped inside.
room, I smelled a strong scent of cloves."
After a pause, Gong Yueyue walked leisurely to the red window with carved flowers and said softly: "I know you have never liked lilac, why are your clothes soaked in it today? Yueyan, just based on this face that looks exactly like her predecessor, she is
It cannot last forever.”
As she spoke, Gong Yueyue suddenly turned around, staring at Yue Yan with her long and beautiful eyes full of sadness, and said softly: "In ordinary people, if a woman is not favored, she can just write a letter of divorce and return to her parents' home. But you have already chosen to be an emperor.
Woman, on this road, if you don’t take action, the end will be death!”
Facing Gong Yueyue's eyes, Yueyan's eyes were slightly red, and she said in a deep voice: "I don't like Lilac, but because Mrs. Fu liked it in the past, I have to like it! Your Majesty is not in love with me, but I hope that in the end
One day, he will love me!"
Gong Yueyue smiled and said in a clear voice: "Yueyan, you have to remember. If I'm not here, how can I be an enemy?" Savoring the deep meaning of Gong Yueyue's words, Yueyan pondered for a moment, and suddenly she broke out into a green smile.
.
As she spoke, Yueyan turned her head and buried her face in Xuanzong's chest, her body trembling slightly.
Sensing Yueyan's sudden change, Xuanzong couldn't help but wonder: "What's wrong with you!?"
She wanted to hold Yueyan's face with her hands and ask what happened, but Yueyan just sipped lightly and didn't answer.
Xuanzong was filled with doubts, his face became solemn, and he suddenly raised his voice: "Here comes someone!"
The palace servant walked in slowly with delicate steps, lowered his hands and said respectfully: "What are your orders, Your Majesty?"
After pondering for a moment, she felt Yueyan's faint uneasiness in her chest. Her young body was like a frightened deer, struggling in the jungle.
Xuanzong couldn't help stroking her back, and suddenly said with a kind face: "Which empress in the harem has ever visited Shi Liangren's residence?"
The palace attendant looked up at Xuanzong's solemn expression, suddenly lowered his head and pursed his lips, hesitating and said: "My slave, I don't dare." (To be continued)