Chapter seven hundred and thirty eight monkey emergency
It was on that afternoon filled with vigorous sunshine that Liguang finally made up her mind and poured out her heart to Gong Yueyue with tears in her eyes.
Later, relying on the fact that Huang Bazi was unsuspecting of her, who had always been honest and loyal, Liguang stole the letters between Huang Bazi and powerful officials.
The clear bronze mirror reflected the flickering yellow palace candles. Huang Bazi was sitting in front of the bronze mirror with her eyes closed. Behind her, Huanyin, the personal maid, held a wooden comb in her hand, dipped in rose juice, finely combing it. He combed her thick black hair.
Smiling softly, Huan Yin smiled and praised: "When the Yulin Army returns from the expedition, Princess Yuzhang will get married. Your Majesty is so lucky."
After a brief pause, Huan Yin's eyes suddenly shone with a calm light, and he whispered: "However, when I was chatting with others, I heard that the person from the concubine's house also went to see me off at Baqiao that day."
"Oh!" Upon hearing this, Huang Bazi, who had already closed his eyes, suddenly rolled up his eyelashes and looked at Huan Yin's face reflected in the bronze mirror with bright eyes.
After pondering for a moment, Huang Bazi said lightly: "Humph, this ungrateful girl, what is she doing there?"
Huan Yin suppressed his smile, leaned towards Huang Bazi's ear, and said softly: "Someone saw that she was deeply in love with Lin Wei, the son of General Huben."
"Hahaha, oh, oh, I thought this Luoyang girl had any big future. I didn't expect that she is also so impatient." Huang Bazi snorted disdainfully from the tip of his nose.
Looking up at Huan Yin's flattering smile, Huang Bazi said softly: "Last time, it was only Queen Ashina's fault for not being straightforward. Otherwise, this little girl would have died long ago."
After a brief pause, he lowered his head and looked at the long emerald blue armor on Fengbai's fingers. Huang Bazi tapped his hand on the mahogany dressing table and said contemptuously: "She still wants to compete with my Yuzhang for a husband. She , just give up on this idea!"
Seeing that Huang Bazi was in a good mood, Huan couldn't help but put on a smile and said cheerfully: "I forgive you for being brave. What I mean is..."
Huang Bazi glanced sideways at Huanyin and said word by word: "She wants it, but I won't give it back!" Huanyin also said contemptuously: "Yes, she just relies on His Majesty's favor on weekdays. , now you are still trying to compete with our princess!"
Taking a look at Huang Bazi's jealous expression, Huan Yin continued to cater to her: "Princess Yuzhang is the most beautiful woman in Northern Qin, and she has a noble status. She is nothing, she is just a run-down noble!"
As he was finishing his words, a young palace servant suddenly rushed in and said in a hurried tone: "Your Majesty, your majesty, your majesty will be at the entrance of our palace soon!"
Huang Bazi looked overjoyed when he heard this, his eyes widened, and he said happily: "Are you telling the truth? Is Your Majesty really here?"
Seeing Huang Bazi, who was usually strict, couldn't help but be happy, the young palace man's tense heart finally relaxed a little. He nodded repeatedly and said happily: "Yes, empress, your majesty's time to speak is about to arrive!"
Looking at Huang Bazi's charming and beautiful face in the bronze mirror, Huan Yin felt another emotion in his heart: "It is said that our empress doted on the harem because of her beauty, and this is true. But now, inside the palace is I can't wait to see His Majesty all year round. Oh, my dearest lady."
Thinking in his mind but not daring to show it on his face, Huan Yin said with a smile: "Empress, how about you wear the jade red robe that His Majesty likes you to wear the most?"
Slowly stood up and put his hand on Huanyin's soft hand. Huang Bazi smiled happily and said quietly: "Huanyin still understands my thoughts. Change my clothes quickly! Otherwise, it will be a big sin to be late to greet the emperor!"
The green-covered chariots made a crisp rumbling sound on the palace road paved with bluestones, which was particularly clear in the lonely palace.
Hearing that the sound of ruts was getting closer and closer, it suddenly stopped. Huang Bazi immediately bowed to the palace door and bowed softly. Qingyue's voice sounded leisurely: "I, my concubine, come to see your majesty!"
Crossing the bright red threshold, looking at Huang Bazi's still charming and soft figure, the pent-up anger in Xuanzong's chest was instantly entangled with an inexplicable sadness.
Born into a noble family in Tianhuang, he has enjoyed all the glory and wealth since he was a child. However, Yingtian's power still cannot exchange for true love. As time goes by, Xu Zhao, who has grown in experience, suddenly understands that to have countless people in the harem
Finding someone who treats you sincerely is a fantasy.
The fiery red palace candle swayed with a charming light quietly, looking at the charming Huang Bazi, Xuanzong said slowly: "You have been by my side for twenty years, right?"
His thoughts were disrupted by Xuanzong's sudden question, and he raised his eyes to the quiet night outside the window. Huang Bazi was filled with emotions in his heart, and said softly: "Yes, I was squeezed out by the beautiful ladies who entered the palace in the same year.
But it was a blessing in disguise. I have been favored by His Majesty for twenty years."
"Twenty years is enough to change a good woman who was originally pure and transparent!" Xuanzong suddenly became furious. His generous palm suddenly slapped the mahogany table, and the celadon cup placed on it also shook slightly with his movements.
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Huang Bazi was shocked. He suddenly knelt down and knelt down in front of Xuanzong, and said in horror: "I have not done anything wrong, why is Your Majesty looking so angry!"
"Well, you haven't done anything wrong!" Xuanzong sat upright and looked angrily at Huang Bazi, who was kneeling on the bluestone. As his broad gold-rolled sleeves fluttered in the air, a snow-white letter suddenly fell to him.
In front of the frightened Huang Bazi.
"Read this letter carefully!" Xuanzong's majestic voice exploded in Huang Bazi's heart like muffled thunder. The fish-white poplar concubine's skirt trailing to the floor was still charming among the bluestones, but the mood of the woman wearing the skirt was completely different.
With trembling fingertips, he unfolded the letter that had fallen to the ground. With just one glance, Huang Bazi's face turned pale. He took off a gilt agate hairpin from his temples, kowtowed and said, "Your Majesty, this is clearly not my concubine's handwriting. Please give me some advice."
Your Majesty is aware of this!"
Xuanzong stared blankly at Huang Bazi's slightly disheveled temples and the agate hairpin on the blue stone lotus that was used to apologize.
After a long silence, the corners of his lips raised a cold arc, and he finally said quietly: "Xiulin, how could you become so terrible? I treat you well!"
Huang Bazi suddenly raised her head and met Xuanzong's regretful eyes. The evening breeze leaked in through the cracks in the Xihong window, carrying a strong scent of flowers and involuntarily scenting her thin figure.
Knowing that the affair had been exposed, Huang Bazi smiled sadly and did not argue anymore. The uneasy mood that he had tried hard to hide slowly calmed down, and he no longer felt his mouth was dry.
Staring at Xuanzong's tall figure, Huang Bazi felt tears gradually coming to his eyes. He slowly stood up with his snow-white hands on the mahogany table beside him, stood crookedly, and sobbed: "Your Majesty treats me well!?"
"Your Majesty, do you know how many bluestones my Lingxiao inner palace is paved with? How many Lingxiao flowers are carved in this palace? How many are in full bloom and how many are still in bud?"
Clear tears slowly dripped from the cheeks, and the cool evening breeze caressed Huang Bazi's graceful back. (To be continued)