One Curtain Wind Moon Nine Heavens

Chapter 243
After listening to Yuan Zhao's words, the new emperor did not express his position.Let her go back to the Princess Mansion first, don't rush back to the eastern suburbs, and wait until tomorrow morning to visit her aunt, Concubine Yue.

When the first emperor left, not only the Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager Xia were sad, but also the Empress Dowager Yue was also in grief.Lingering sick bed for several days, has not improved.No matter how her adoptive daughter Princess Jingping comforts her, she never thinks about eating or drinking.

Even if Yuan Zhao doesn't go back to the city tonight, he will call her back the day after tomorrow at the latest.

Concubines who have children in the palace are blessed, and concubines who have no children have been given death and burial.Martyrdom followed the ritual system of the former Beicang Dynasty, and Yuan Zhao declined to comment.She can't comment either, she can only care about her aunt who is seriously ill right now.

"Do you want Luo Wei to enter the city overnight?" Qing He asked softly on the way back to the Princess Mansion.

"No need," Yuan Zhao refused straight away, staring at the dark street in front of him, with a calm expression on his face, "The doctors in the palace are the most skilled in the whole Wu and Chu dynasties. If they can't cure it, it doesn't matter whoever comes."

First find out what happened to my aunt's illness, was it caused by the royal family, or was she really ill?After confirming that Hongye in Suiyuan is Zhu Shou's daughter and is willing to be loyal to her, then ask what's going on.

The night was dark, and the curfew was still in place during the national mourning.

The street was dark and quiet, except for the two of them, there were only occasional patrols passing by.The steady sound of footsteps and horseshoes not only highlights the silence of the street, but also brings a sense of stability and stability to the people of the capital.

The panic brought by the Duanwang Rebellion to the people is still vivid, as if returning to the time of the tyrant who could not sleep at night and was terrified every day.

The fragile nerves of the people cannot withstand another turmoil, and they cannot entertain during national mourning. It seems not so unacceptable that the curfew has not been lifted.

Some people even go back to the house early every night to lie down, or do what they should do.

Half an hour later, the two of them returned to the Princess Mansion. She was wearing a cloak to cover her face, thinking that the guards didn't know her, and she would have to make a fuss at night.Unexpectedly, the other party recognized Qing He as her bodyguard at a glance, and hurriedly notified to open the gate of the mansion.

"How can Your Highness bring only one person back to the city? It's inappropriate! It's not in line with the rules!" A recorder who heard the movement came out to take a look, and immediately made a fuss and followed around, "What if the censor bumps into me..."

In the middle of the night, which censor is still strolling outside?
Yuan Zhao glanced at Qinghe, and the other party would raise his hand and hit the recorder on the back of the neck. The noise stopped abruptly, but Qinghe caught it with a backhand, and asked the maid who came to serve to continue:

"Throw it out... and send it back to his dormitory."

Hey?Her sudden delivery startled the maid, how could a weak woman catch a man?Clap, the two fell together.

Qinghe maintained the posture of handing over his hand, with a blank expression on his face: "..."

Being disrespectful in front of the princess, the maid was so frightened that her face paled. She tried her best to push away the recorder, knelt down in front of Yuan Zhao and kowtowed fiercely:

"Your Highness, forgive me, Your Highness forgive me..."

"Forgive your innocence, get up, go outside and ask someone to drag the recorder out...and send him back to the dormitory." Yuan Zhao walked to the inner room and asked, "When he wakes up tomorrow, do you know what to do?" How do you say it?"

The maids who followed along the way looked at each other, sweating silently, their minds turning sharply.

"He was sick and fainted by himself?" Someone whispered in a worried tone.

"I kowtowed myself..." Someone followed closely behind.

"Yuyu met an assassin?"

Unless the recorder lost his memory, he would not forget the touch on the back of the neck.Qinghe usually doesn't smile, unless he can't help it... The corner of his mouth twitched a few times, but he still held back.

"Let's just say that he was ill without knowing it, and lost his manners in front of this princess. Let him think about his past in his dormitory, and he is not allowed to come out without the permission of this princess." Yuan Zhao read out the fault of the recorder. , then stand still, look left and right,
"Where do I live?"

Puchi, this time someone couldn't hold back.

When the officials such as Jia Ling and Chang Shi arrived in a hurry, Yuan Zhao had already returned to his yard under the guidance of the maid.When the family order and other officials were in a hurry, and when they couldn't get to the door in time to meet Yijia and plead guilty to her, she ordered:
"My courtyard is named Jiyue Pavilion, with a free heart, like the meaning of light, wind and moon; the study is named Moyuan. The rest of you first draw up names, and then slowly select them when I come back. Come back, I'm tired .”

In the middle of the night, she really didn't have the patience to get to know the officials in the mansion one by one.

"promise."

Everyone exited the courtyard in an orderly manner, and under the arrangement of the family order, a group of attendants serving in Jiyue Pavilion got busy quietly.The kitchen lights a fire, those who boil water boil water, and those who make dim sum make dim sum.

Whether His Highness eats or not is one thing, she wants to eat but the kitchen doesn't have it is a big deal, a disaster!
And Qinghe, when she is outside, she lives in the same room with His Highness; in the mansion, she lives nearby, in the east wing, and she can arrive at the main house immediately if there is any movement.If it weren't for the many rules, she would be more willing to live in the same room with His Highness.

She was born as a dark guard, so she was used to it.He often acts as a secret guard when people are not prepared, such as the day Fengge and Xia Wulang visited Suiyuan...

Even though it was late at night, Yuan Zhao still took a flower-scented bath, drank a cup of warm goat's milk, and read a book for a while.Qinghe sneaked in quietly and told her a piece of fresh news.

Not long after she left the palace, Ping Changbo entered the palace overnight.

That's good, although she and Lei Wenzhong have no personal relationship, on the way she sent father's coffin back to Beijing three years ago, the other party also put in a lot of effort, so she had a little understanding of his temperament.

Lei Wenzhong is not jealous and selfless. No matter what he faces, his first consideration is to protect himself wisely.

This is understandable, after all, so is she.But he is upright and loves soldiers like a son.

That day he and Xiahou went to Suiyuan to confront each other. He often hesitated after hearing her words, but seeing Xiahou's insistence, he insisted on it.I hope he can deal with it impartially, and don't look forward and backward, so that those Eagle Guards will completely chill their hearts of surrender.

……

Early the next morning, Yuan Zhao changed into plain white clothes and hurried into the palace.

This time, the servant waiting at the gate of the palace delivered His Majesty's oral order to let her go directly to Yungui Palace without disturbing the Queen Mothers of the two palaces.As for Empress Jiang, she has been doing her filial piety for Her Majesty in the Hall of Praying for Brightness, copying scriptures and praying for the blessings of the common people in the world.

This is better, without having to kowtow and kneel all the time, Yuan Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing Yungui Palace from a distance, what surprised her was that the palace gate was wide open this time, and a pretty girl was waiting in front of the palace gate.

"Your Majesty sent someone to inform Yungui Palace last night," the little servant said with a soft-spoken smile, "I thought that Concubine Yue had already rested last night, and I could give her a big surprise this morning. Already know..."

Fearing that Yuan Zhao might not know the girl, the servant introduced her as he walked.

It turned out that this girl was none other than the little princess Jingping who was fostered in Yueguiren Palace in the past.Her biological mother came from a humble background, and her fortune was poor, and she died shortly after giving birth.After several twists and turns, the little princess was carried to Yungui Palace to be raised until now.

Misfortune and blessing depend on each other, Princess Jingping grows up healthy and safe under the knee of nobleman Yue, but she has very little favor.Throughout the year, except for festivals and family dinners, where I can see my father, I don't see my father at all on weekdays, and I am even more excluded by my brothers and sisters.

These years, she lived alone and deserted in Yungui Palace.

I was overjoyed to learn last night that the famous Empress Dowager Sister is coming.I didn't sleep all night, so I waited outside the palace gate early this morning.

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