Rising Sun Garden is a courtyard at the corner of Donglin Pavilion. It is a secret meeting place specially set up by Haiwang for He Wang's faction. He has been tired of dealing with the unruly princess for the past few days. Now that he has avoided the garden, Hong Zhou feels extremely relaxed.
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The garden is full of pavilions and pavilions, and there are many waterside pavilions. As early summer is approaching, it is a summer resort. The idle prince in a moon-white robe is half lying on the couch, looking at the silver bracelet against the light as he did many years ago.
, but the difference from before was that the silver bracelet was inlaid with five red bean-colored agate beads. After guessing my heart that day, I never had the chance to see her, and I always missed her dearly.
Manager Nalan once thought that his master had changed his mind, but unexpectedly he was ordered to go to inquire about the embroidery workshop early in the morning. He was very impatient. He walked around the Donglin Pavilion for a while and then came back to report: "Master, I went to check it out.
, the business of the embroidery shop is very good, nothing happened!"
Hong Zhoufang put the bracelet into his arms with confidence, "Well, let's go to the middle hall. Mr. Haige and the others should be here too."
Every time they meet, the prince and he always arrive slowly, very lazily. The more this happens, the less careless Haiwang becomes, reporting the current situation to him as usual. "Your Majesty, now the nine-city patrol and the palace forbidden army have been
Half of them have been replaced by your people. Please see if you can get married to the princess as soon as possible so that you can gain the support of the Mongolian tribe and achieve great things in one fell swoop!"
Hong Zhou said coquettishly: "How about Fu Heng? Don't forget, he can control hundreds of thousands of my elite soldiers! How can he survive if he attacks with a carbine?" Haiwang smiled proudly and said leisurely
: "Over at Fu Zhongtang, the prince can rest assured! Lord Hutcheson talked to Chen Ye before leaving, and he will try his best to slow down the team's journey. I wrote a few days ago that the army will arrive at Baluntai in at least five days.
By then the civil war in Ili will intensify, and it is still unknown whether our young Zhongtang will be able to come back!"
The folding fan in his hand flickered, and he unconsciously thought of Xiaohu. Fu Heng's Fujin had a close personal relationship with her. If she knew everything, she would definitely be angry with him, "Uncle Hai, it's better not to do anything about the Yili war. After all,
If this king ascends to the throne because of this, Yili will always be a troublesome person. Besides, Fu Heng is also a useful talent. It would be a pity if he died in the battle just like this."
Although Haiwang didn't necessarily agree with what he said, he was very respectful on the surface: "Yes, I will tell Ha Qisheng to pay attention to his propriety!"
Hong Zhou: "Uncle Hai, I recently heard that the emperor's brother has gained a new favorite. Is that Concubine Xin one of yours?"
"Exactly, I saw that Jia Chang has been out of favor for a long time, and the palace cannot be without a lovable person, so I asked Fang Er to find a beautiful woman to enter the palace. Unexpectedly, our emperor will be very useful to her!"
Thinking of Lu Qiao, Hong Zhou had to say something: "Watch your person carefully and tell her that Jia Chang will take more care of her over there. After all, Lu Qiao is also someone who has done things for us." Hai Fang nodded in agreement.
There was a cold light in his eyes, "I will definitely convey the prince's words to you!"
At noon, the news of Haiwang was sent to Qixiang Palace from the pastries in the imperial kitchen. The note read, "It is useless to abandon this son, punish him." Today, the Holy Emperor is very upset because of the Ili rebellion.
An Wen. Xintong was not summoned for several days, and she was already angry, "I am not strong enough to protect myself, and I am still thinking about how to please the emperor. It is not right for me to do these things at the cusp of the storm."
Do you want me to jump into the fire pit?"
Bian Xiang'er took the note and said coldly: "If the master feels bored, let this slave do it!" Xintong pressed her hand, "No! This Lu Qiao is not a good person, I will keep her here.
It’s still useful! Don’t worry! The top priority is that I must win the favor of the emperor as soon as possible and conceive a dragon son, so that I can be promoted step by step!”
The dull atmosphere in the palace made her even more angry, and she got confused and said: "Now that Jia Jinlu is not able to get in, he will not help me, so he spreads the news and asks Hai Fang to come in the evening. Now he can only do this!"
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Because Xintong wanted to stay as a king forever, she smeared the fragrant dew given by the Moon Worshiping Fairy on her hair and wrists every day. Although it was resolved by the incense poured into her hands, as time went by, she became easily emotional, and every night she felt unbearable.
He touched the bricks and tiles in the palace and clasped his fingers. It had been five days since the Holy Emperor arrived. A few days ago, the concubine in the East Sixth Palace who was not very favored came out with joy. She was promoted to a higher position that day, which made her almost crazy with jealousy.
.I am only afraid of falling out of favor.
Hai Fang was an unruly person by nature. After getting a sweet treat in the Xianfu Palace that day, he felt that the taste of the women in the palace was different, and he was interested in the several concubines around him. The gentleness in the forbidden palace was even more fascinating.
As soon as I received the news, I came to the appointment with great interest.
It was still the side hall of the Qingdeng Ancient Buddha. He never expected that such a stunning scene would greet him. Hai Fang had been at odds with Fu Heng since he was a child. Whatever he had from Fu Heng, he would do everything possible to get it.
Got it. When he first met Fu Heng's wife, he was extremely jealous and hated not having a chance to meet her, so that he used force in front of the palace that day. When he took Xintong in that day, he also saw her beauty and similar appearance, but it was not in the way of the overall situation, so he dedicated her to her.
In the palace.
At this moment, Xintong was dressed in clear moon-white pajamas, with black silk hanging on the floor. Her deliberately painted makeup was charming and moving. She knelt in front of the statue of Guanyin, her eyes were slightly closed. There was a hint of taboo in her throat.
Swallowing, he tried his best to control it and said: "Your Majesty's dress today is really unique, with Guanyin's posture and charming appearance. I wonder what your Majesty means by inviting me here so generously?"
Xintong clasped her hands together and worshiped the Buddha statue very devoutly, "I would like to ask you to do me a favor, but I don't know if you are willing?" Hai Fang squatted down and approached her, still a little wary: "Why don't you tell me what it is first?
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She smiled with a fleeting eye, and the tip of her nose almost touched his earlobe, "I want to have a child, I wonder if you can make it happen?" Hai Fang trembled when he heard this, and said on guard: "Mother, you can't make this joke, it will confuse you.
The matter of royal blood is a grave sin!"
Xintong flicked her sleeves, then she knelt down and snorted coldly: "It turns out that my lord, you don't dare to do that!" The vigorous man could never stand the sarcasm of this sentence. The beauty beside him was kneeling, and the timing was right.
Rarely, he suddenly clenched his fist and raised her chin, "Who said I don't dare!"
The fragrance in her hair made her eyes bloodshot, like a wild beast that had not seen prey for a long time and suddenly encountered a wild deer. It was so hungry that it knocked down the prey, just waiting to be satisfied. The moon-white robe danced perfectly in the sky above the Buddhist hall.
The curvature covers the Avalokitesvara Guanyin on the Buddhist niche. The Buddha said: It cannot be said...