The Beloved Imperial Consort

She was demoted to be a commoner and sent out of the palace to practice shaving. The queen hooked the corner of her mouth. This morning, the golden silk and tremella soup tastes very good.

A month passed. The Empress Dowager cold face, looking at the bottom of only a few sporadic people to greet, the rest of the net is not happy to see. Compared with the bustling scene when the emperor was in power, he was impatient and waved people to step down. I had to say hello twice a month, but now I'm not in the mood to deal with it. Only tell the empress to come by at the beginning of each month. Don't fall into the ancestral rules.

Mu Xiyao knew that she was not happy, so she didn't go with her. I don't know how this person has lost his good face to everyone. The enchantress gloated at her misfortune and longed to return so that she would not be affected alone.

"Master son, the empress of Xi Guifei just went out and was personally welcomed by Mr. Gu to the imperial study."

The Empress Dowager put down her tea cup and lost her temper.

You have to have a degree to spoil a woman! She was not allowed to be alone in the harem.

"Follow the AI family to Yuxiu palace. I haven't seen the emperor and grandson for many days. I heard that both brothers were learning to ride and shoot

In the imperial library, Zong Zhenglin was quietly immersed in his political affairs. Hearing of her arrival, he stopped writing and looked out. But see the little woman a new system cloud goose fine brocade dress, cloud butterfly skirt, set off the body exquisite, curve graceful. With doubts on her white face, she stepped into the door and stood there, her hands clasped in one place and looked at him.

It is clear that she is still a beautiful girl of fifteen or sixteen. It's like having children. It's much better in color than when I first saw her. The height is not much higher, but the abundant place is very proud.

Such slant a head, the water eye is bright and bright, look at him, should have some awe not to see.

"Why, I don't know how to salute me?" In the past, in her palace, the little woman in front of her still made a pose. Although the rules were not good, she still squatted down. At this moment, in the imperial study, there is the eunuch in charge outside the door. He is so far away. What is he doing?

Suddenly come back to her senses and suppress her surprise in her heart, Mu Xiyao takes out her brocade handkerchief and bends her knees to greet her. Before Zong Zhenglin's voice fell, she had already put the brocade handkerchief in place, and twisted her waist to the front of the case. After opening his mouth for a word, Gu Gong Gong, who was guarding the door, was startled.

"How did you change your clothes. This red woven Golden Dragon yarn, pleats, and hook tapestry of treasure make-up, which sets off your extraordinary spirit. "

When she went out in the morning, she took care of her crown and ribbon. How long has it been? How can I write a memorial and change my robe? Mu Xiyao's eyes flash.

Changning palace?

Gu Gonggong could not help but look at Tian Fushan beside him, but saw that the man's eyebrows and eyes wrinkled to a place and murmured "broken!" Deep and long neck, eager to find out what's going on inside.

He knew it was bad. Early in the morning, long live went to Changning palace to greet him. The Empress Dowager specially asked two beautiful maids to serve tea in front of the imperial palace.

When the draft was not available, the Empress Dowager tried to find a way to select the people she could trust, hoping to add a few more talents to the harem.

The lady in charge of tea hung her head. She looked very old, but she acted recklessly. Walking on the side of the same beautiful lady skirt, foot a trip, end in the hand of the cup of tea directly into the past.

Fortunately, no one was hurt, only the hem of the robe was stained. However, the last few pieces of tea just fell on the emperor's waist and abdomen, soaked in water stains, and could not be worn again.

Gu Changde was so scared that he almost didn't make a sound at that time. He was waiting for someone to pull the maid down, and then quickly sent people to take clean clothes and robes from Xihe palace. However, the Empress Dowager took the lead and rebuked the maid. Although there was a sense of blame, it was more urging the two people to serve in the back and change a clean robe for the emperor.

At this stage of the matter, we all understand people. Where can we not recall?

At the beginning, Emperor Xiandi accepted a beauty in his ancestral palace. Empress dowager, this is Do you want to emulate?

But at that time, because the late emperor passed away after the Yuan Dynasty, he had different feelings for his wife, and when he became more concerned, he did not set foot in the harem for nearly a month. The old ancestor had to wait for no patience, just to complete the matter.

Now the Empress Dowager of the West draws the gourd and draws the gourd, and the results are quite different.

Long live was calm, but he got up and shook his clothes and robes. He took a deep look at the maid. The word "battle death" immediately silenced the whole Changning palace. After that, the palace maid turned her eyes and fainted, and the emperor turned back and walked away. That look, cold Gu Changde now feel cold in the bone.

How does the Empress Dowager look? He didn't have time to peep. Long live went away with anger. He had to trot to keep up with the pace.

The emperor was so easy to put out his anger. At this moment, the lady of the imperial concubine opened her mouth and ran into the muzzle of the gun. Gu Gonggong wiped his forehead, the rest of the light glimpsed Tian Fushan also raised the back of his hand to wipe sweat secretly.

It's such a fuss that I'd like to talk to the lady on the way.

Face is not Yu, Zong Zhenglin gloomy face, slowly put pen.

"Not yet."

Oh, how angry. In addition to her "heartless child", the Changning palace has this ability.Carrying the skirt forward a few steps, just across the book case, he was pulled into the arms of this man, holding people is a gnawing.

"Have the courage to see my jokes?" It must be three points to guess.

Pull up his wide sleeves, rub his mouth with his clothes, shrink his cerebellum pocket, and enjoy himself. "I understand. The emperor ordered you to offend the peach blossom, and the red Luan star moved. "

Thinking of the powder on the maid in the morning, Jian'an emperor felt uncomfortable. Eyebrows slightly frown, and then look at the troubled in the arms, the little face is crimson and delicate, and the tip of ears is dyed with haze. A smile, such as the face of Lang Yue, eyes such as stars, full hall light. Gradually was enchanted by the goblin, the bottom of my heart that silk depression, also with the silk rippling open.

"Peach blossom, eh?" Outside those rotten heart woman, he Zong Zhenglin when can see eye. The emperor's grace can be accepted by any woman.

Being threatened by the emperor's handsome face, the enchantress noticed the slap on her small buttocks that she didn't know when to stick up, and changed her mouth in a hurry.

"From now on, my concubine's name is peach blossom! Are you satisfied Close to his ears murmur coquettish, the face does not matter, must not be in the imperial study by his spanking.

Now she is the emperor's favorite concubine, and she will be the master of the future. Such an indecent punishment is absolutely unacceptable.

"The emperor ordered you to commit peach blossom", "minister concubine breast name peach blossom" Jian'an emperor's shoulder trembled, but he didn't resist it. He took her waist and laughed low.

Small shameless things. I've only heard that the noble girls in Beijing compare themselves with peonies and peonies, and the "peach blossom" is such a cheap name that even the servant girls of the prince's house dislike it.

A noble concubine of a country, he Zong Zhenglin held in the heart of the woman, milk name peach blossom? A good daughter brought up by Mu Jingzhen.

"Shame is not shame." Knead this delicate girl, two people forehead offset, very close.

In the imperial study, a school of harmony and beauty, only two people in the outside world were stunned and looked at each other.

For the same thing, they had a slightly different look. The emperor's eyes were like knives, which made people's legs weak. The imperial concubine came in and yelled. A word revealed the truth. Now, long live can still please him.

No comparison, no comparison.