This queen is not too curly

Chapter 20 Touching Porcelain
This is clearly a trap.

At the Jianqiu Banquet, the Empress Dowager and the Emperor were both on the sidelines, but the person who asked for help from a few veteran officials was a queen who had just entered the palace and had no foundation.

If Yan Yuan didn't speak, she would have lost the battle and disappointed those who were looking forward to the alliance between the Empress Dowager and Marquis of Dingbei. If she did speak... it would be a real transgression.And on the high seat, how can the person who holds the real power in the court tolerate her desire to discuss politics?

In Yuhuali, no one expected that the queen would react like this.

The old man froze on the spot, full of sorrow stuck in his throat, his eyes were full of tears, but he couldn't utter a word from his throat.He tried several times to open his mouth, but finally said dryly: "Empress Empress... Mingjian."

The scene was deadlocked.

Suddenly, a hoarse muffled laughter resounded faintly in the banquet hall.

That was Chen Lingchen. He had already stretched his body lazily, as if he was watching a play.His eyes fell on Yan Yuan's serious face, as if he saw something interesting, his eyes were full of interest and mocking.

Yan Yuan just pretended not to see it.

She got down from her seat, walked up to the old man who took the lead, and helped the old man up: "I am a little girl, and she is often sick. I know little about the affairs of the court, but I also know that this is beyond my power." Things."

The arrogance just now seemed to be just a flash in the pan.

Everyone at the table held their breath and concentrated on waiting for the queen to attack the city, but they didn't expect that she didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, and there was not even a trace of anger in her voice, but... her voice became smaller and smaller.

As if temporarily frightened, she raised her eyes, the eye sockets were filled with some moisture, staring at the old man's cloudy eyes, there was a choke in the bottom of her throat: "My lord, today I ask this palace to uphold justice for the Taifu. The matter of the moment really made me..."

Yan Yuan said slowly: "...very scared."

In the imperial garden, the sun gradually faded.

The cool breeze was blowing, and her voice reached everyone's ears, causing little waves in everyone's heart.In the court hall and in the inner courtyard, there have always been many people with eloquent tongues, but now the response from the middle palace... is more than sincere, and most of them broke the mess, so they didn't know how to respond for a while.

Pengci has always been a business without capital, and has never been afraid of the end of jade and jade, but there is one situation that is most inexplicable:
The tile is still complete, and the porcelain is broken first.

This is awkward.

The old man was also stunned: "The empress wronged the old minister, the old minister just, just..."

He just talked for a long time and didn't say anything.

When everyone was in a stalemate, the queen mother's voice sounded: "That's enough, my lords have asked you, Aijia already knows, there is no need to embarrass the queen at today's event, you all step back, Aijia will blame Dali Temple for a retrial. "

Finally won the Queen Mother to speak out, the veterans were relieved, knelt down to thank the emperor, and then withdrew from the banquet.Soon the tranquility was restored in the garden, and the sound of silk and bamboo sounded again, and everything seemed to have never been disturbed.

Only Yan Yuan remained in front of the pavilion, like a child who fell out of line, standing out of place in an inappropriate place.

After a short period of stagnation, the Queen Mother's voice sounded appropriately: "Yuan'er, sit next to Ai's family."

Then everyone saw that Yan Yuan, who was still in a daze just now, seemed to have received a savior, turned around and walked to the queen mother's seat, and sat obediently beside the queen mother, like a rabbit finding a cage for her to feel at ease.

It turned out that he was not only a high-rise puppet, but also an incompetent idiot.

It is really a misfortune for the country to get this middle palace.

Everyone's complexions were complicated, and it was difficult to say a word. Only Chen Ling lowered his head, staring at a intact grape in his palm, with an imperceptible light in his eyes.

Yan Zhou's daughter?
……

As the banquet continued, the undercurrents of each family also sank into the ground.

At this time the sun has set, the full moon is rising, the palace lanterns in the imperial garden are shining brightly, and the hazy night mist covers the clusters of flowers, which is a beautiful scene.

Yan Yuan sat beside the queen mother in a regular manner, her shoulders were slightly bent, her obedient and cowardly appearance attracted many contemptuous and contemptuous looks from the banquet hall.

The queen mother stared at Yan Yuan thoughtfully, touched Yan Yuan's hand, and sighed: "Your temper is not like Yan Zhou's when he was young."

When Yan Zhou was young, he was one of the late emperor's generals. He said he was a general, but he had a smiling face on his face. He never suffered a loss because of the late emperor's favor. Eighteen generations of ancestors, old and young, in the court hall have been full of yin and yang, so where did they suffer?

Yan Yuan lowered her head and said with a soft compress: "Father also often said that concubines are like mothers."

The queen mother touched Yan Yuan's palm, and said with a smile: "I remember your mother was the mentor of the late emperor, the daughter of the Chang Taifu's family, a famous lady, she has learned a lot of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and her personality is also weak. , but it happened to overcome Yanzhou."

Yan Yuan hummed lightly, and stopped talking.

If the queen mother had a whim and really asked her to show off her famous lady skills of playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting...then she might just pretend to faint on the spot.

She sat quietly beside the queen mother, with Chen Lingshen's dragon chair in front of her. From her angle, she could see Chen Lingshen's thin shoulders, the patterns embroidered with gold thread on the black brocade clothes, and the black brocade exposed at the end of the brocade. The bony, pale neck.

Amidst the noise, Yan Yuan quietly watched him.

I don't know if it was a coincidence, as if Chen Lingchen felt her gaze, he suddenly turned his head, his eyes were like a bottomless deep pool, looking faintly at Yan Yuan.

For a moment, the four eyes met.

Yan Yuan was slightly distracted.

The queen mother's voice sounded from beside her: "It's a beautiful day, Shen'er, why don't you go to the garden with the queen to enjoy the autumn?"

Yan Yuan lowered her head. She originally thought that Chen Lingchen would refuse, but she didn't expect Chen Lingchen to curl her lips when she heard this, and said in a low voice, "Okay."

The queen mother laughed in satisfaction, took Yan Yuan's hand, and led her to Chen Lingchen's side: "I'm so relieved." She handed Yan Yuan's hand to Chen Lingchen, and sighed, "I'm exhausted at home, go back to the bedroom first."

Her goal today has been achieved. At the Jianqiu Banquet, everyone saw the alliance between the Dingbeihoufu and the Queen Mother. Even Yanhou himself did not appear, and the death of Song Yinzheng did not cause much disturbance. The new pattern It was a foregone conclusion, and she really didn't need to stay here.

The queen mother simply withdrew from the banquet, leaving Yan Yuan to face Chen Lingchen alone.

Yan Yuan also wants to run away, since her bosses have left, she will only suffer a lot if she stays in vain.

It's just that her hand was still in Chen Lingchen's, and the warm feeling passed through her fingertips and slowly spread to her palm. She could only use her strength to salute again, and inadvertently pulled her hand back.

"Your Majesty." Yan Yuan bowed slightly, "Concubine..."

She wanted to find a reason to run away, but was interrupted by Chen Ling's deep voice.

Chen Ling said lightly, "Does the Queen like to take a boat?"

Yan Yuan was startled, she couldn't hear Ling Chen's words clearly for a while, and she didn't dare to ask, so she could only look at him blankly.

Chen Ling's heavy eyelashes drooped, and he suddenly bent his body and leaned forward, almost coming close to Yan Yuan's eyes.

He stared into Yan Yuan's eyes, and raised the corners of his mouth like a naughty boy: "There is...a big boat."

When he approached suddenly, Yan Yuan was startled, and had a subtle illusion for a moment.

It seemed that he was a dead thing in his eyes, such as a broken cup or a dead potted plant. They clearly met each other's eyes, but there was no anger in the eyes that looked at her when they looked at her.

(End of this chapter)