"Master, being cruel once in a while is nothing. What's important is that it can make the emperor sober." Hongzhu said.
Huang Beiyue listened silently, and after a while she said: "Let's wait until these storms have passed. One after another, one blow will destroy a person."
It was true that the emperor loved Ying Ye, and it was true that he loved her. But now that he had lost Ying Ye, he could only transfer everything to her. If he lost even her, she didn't want to shake Nan at this time.
Yiguo.
Hongzhu slowly helped comb her hair. She didn't like beads and flower jewelry, and since it matched the dress, she simply tied it up with a gold crown, which was simple but elegant.
Wearing a dress and girdling her belt, she has a slender figure, tall and lean, and the gorgeous patterns add a noble temperament to her, like a rose in the cold wind.
Her face was plain, but because it was too pale, she could only lightly add some color with rouge. The girl in the mirror was a little more lively, and she looked heroic and as handsome as the man.
After briefly glancing at her appearance, Huang Beiyue didn't want to look any longer and turned around to go out.
At the end of winter and the beginning of spring, the snow has not yet melted, but several peach blossoms in the yard have already sprouted their stamens and will bloom soon.
Everyone in the mansion said this was a good omen, and sure enough, now that Princess Beiyue has been crowned king, the glory of the eldest princess' mansion will continue from generation to generation. This is the greatest auspiciousness!
"Yue'er, it's cold, put on your cloak." Aunt Fang came out with a group of maids, holding a black mink fur cloak with her own hands.
Huang Beiyue got on the horse, glanced at her, and said with a smile: "No, I'm not cold. Auntie, please go inside. I'll be back soon."
After saying that, he rode off and disappeared with Hongzhu at the end of the long street.
Although the black figure is thin and frail, there is an invisible tension that makes people feel that they can rely on her safely.
As long as she is here, her shoulders can support everything.
Aunt Fang smiled and asked the maid to replace all the lanterns in the house with new ones, and asked the kitchen to prepare Bei Yue's favorite dishes. It was a busy scene.
royal palace
Huang Beiyue's horses were given special permission to enter the palace, and no one dared to stop them. The horses' hooves stepped on the cold and hard floor, kicking and kicking, and the echoes continued.
The spring was cold and the wind was still freezing. Huang Beiyue dismounted her horse, handed it to the palace attendant, and strode in.
Along the way, I met many officials who met her. Although they came to salute her respectfully and congratulate her, they all had a look of fear, uneasiness, and even a little dissatisfaction on their faces.
Huang Beiyue pretended not to see anything and greeted them politely.
Just as he was saying this to the Minister of War, he suddenly raised his head and saw Zhan Ye also walking in, followed by several ministers, including Cao Xiuzhi's father, the current Marquis of Huaibei.
The old man had just lost his son who was the only son of several generations. He was very sad. He was originally high-spirited, but now his hair was half white. He followed Zhan Ye tremblingly like an octogenarian.
The cold wind suddenly blew from all directions, and the plum blossoms bloomed somewhere in the distance. The wind carried bursts of cold plum fragrance, which was very refreshing.
The plum fragrance was blowing from the direction of Huang Beiyue. It was probably because the plum blossoms were in full bloom in a palace behind her.
Smelling the fragrance, Zhan Ye also raised his head and happened to see her.
