Yu Lan didn't know when she fell asleep. When she woke up, it was already the next morning.
Yu Lan stretched out his hand from the quilt, propped himself up, and then fell back down.
Yu Lan: "..."
No strength.
She actually had no strength.
Very tired and heavy.
Yu Lan thought of Zhao Chengji. Last night he pinched her waist and put his face against her ear to coax him. Thinking of those scenes, Yu Lan's face became hot...
"Sir, it's the sex embryo."
Yu Lan muttered.
Now, unable to sleep anymore, Yu Lan wrapped herself in the quilt and sat up despite being extremely uncomfortable.
His body is dry, and he hugged him to take a shower last night, so he knows how to care for others.
"Someone is coming..."
Yu Lan called out, and the bed curtains were quickly lifted up. The people who came were Osmanthus fragrans and Holly. They usually helped him get up, so when he saw them looking at him and smiling, Yu Lan calmed down.
.
Osmanthus smiled faintly and said, "My queen, are you going to get up?"
Yu Lan nodded, "Yeah."
Osmanthus fragrans and Holly took their sides and lifted up the bed curtains.
"Your Majesty, Shangyi Pavilion sent a lot of clothes today."
Yu Lan is now a noble concubine, and her clothes have to be changed according to her grade.
Sitting beside the bed, Yu Lan saw the palace attendants pushing over sets of clothes neatly hung on hangers for Yu Lan to choose from.
"These are all sent here today. Madam, what do you want to wear?"
Yu Lan took a look.
The clothes are rich and colorful, with many colors and fine workmanship. These clothes are very beautiful.
"Just the one on the side is fine."
Yu Lan raised his hand to signal.
"Yes, empress."
Clothing for hot weather, soft texture, light and breathable, very comfortable to wear.
Osmanthus walked to the clothes rack and took off her clothes, then came to Yu Lan and changed her clothes.
When Yu Lan stood up, she felt that her feet were weak and she almost fell.
"Be careful, empress."
"No, it's okay." It wasn't a matter of carelessness on her part, but her legs were shaking a little.
There was no going to court today, and there was nothing special that needed to be dealt with. It was rare for him to have some free time, so Zhao Chengji got up early and went to the Royal Garden with his sword in hand.
The sun didn't shine today, there was a slight breeze, and it was a cloudy day. Depending on the situation, it might rain, but I don't know when.
I've been up for a while, but I didn't hear the child's voice. This is wrong. Usually at this time, he has already started babbling.
"Osmanthus, little princess, are they still awake?"
"Your Majesty, you've woken up a long time ago. Eunuch Ji and the others have taken you out. Sister Cuinong is watching over you, don't worry."
Yu Lan nodded, "Where are they now?"
Osmanthus immediately became energetic after hearing this: "Over there in the Royal Garden, I heard that the Eleventh Master and the others are competing with His Majesty."
Yu Lan nodded, "Let's go over and take a look."
"yes……"
…
Glazed tiles, red palace walls, rockery corridors, and shady trees all around. Pavilions, pavilions, carved beams and painted buildings everywhere, all of which are ingenious.
The breeze blew, and the sound of rustling leaves could be heard in my ears.
When they arrived at the Royal Garden, Yu Lan heard the babbling sounds of her son and daughter from a long distance away.
"Father~"
"Errrr~"
"Fafa(花花)"
'咻咻' The sword energy was sharp in his ears, and a whizzing sound came. Yu Lan raised his eyes and saw, not far away, in the mid-air, two figures flashed, leaving an afterimage wherever they passed. That
It's Zhao Chengji and the banquet guards. It can be seen that these two people have such high martial arts skills that it is difficult to tell the winner.
Yu Lan doesn't know martial arts and is dazzled by it. But I'm so envious.
"咿咿～"
Seeing Yu Lan coming over, Ji Wen stopped holding the little prince in his arms and stretched out his hand directly towards Yu Lan.
"Yeah~"
"Oh~"
"Mother concubine~"
When he first started talking nonsense, the little prince could only call his mother concubine, and his speech was unclear. It sounded soft and cute.