From now on, the Son of Heaven does not come early

Chapter 469

The desert is like another ocean. Looking around, the yellow-orange sand covers the sky, the dunes are the rolling waves in the desert, and the sandstorms are the turbulent waves in the desert. People who die here are as many as people who die in the ocean. , the end result is often no bones left.

And it is because of this desert like the sea of ​​death that many Westerners' iron hoofs can be contained, and an indestructible line of defense has been firmly established for the excessiveness of the East. The line of defense will be trampled by the iron hooves of Great Qin, and then go deep into the east, even threatening the most prosperous Western Jin Dynasty.

In the Xinuang Pavilion, Ye Xiaoxiao flipped through the book left by her ancestor with a serious face. She hadn't read this book for a long time, but what happened to Daqin forced her to read the book again. A little bit of searching.

In my memory, my ancestors still wrote a lot about this country, and these are exactly what I need to know. There is only one path to the West, and that is the Silk Road.

However, there are very few things about Daqin written in the ancestor's book. It simply records how the people here will line up and look like, and they are very brave and fearless. In addition, There are no more records.

Ye Xiaoxiao sighed, rubbed her sore eyes, and looked out the window.

When the cold wind blows, the Xinuang Pavilion can warm up because of the earth dragon. She counts on her fingers and writes to Feng Junran by herself. Basically, she will receive a reply within three days at most, but for some reason these days, It's been a month and a half and still no reply.

Is it because you are fighting with the people of Shu, so you don't have much time?
While thinking, Feng Yuyan quietly pushed open the door of the room, saw her mother staring out the window in a daze, couldn't help but ran over with a smile, and threw herself directly into her mother's arms, her chubby body arched back and forth, Only with his mother, this arrogant and cold bun can really act like a four-year-old child.

"Queen Mother, Queen Mother!"

Ye Xiaoxiao squeezed Roubaozi's face, hugged him into her arms, and asked with a smile, "Mister, can you teach me everything?"

Roubaozi nodded, his big eyes rolled around, he looked up at the papers on the desk, and said Nuonuo: "Mother, can I help you to review the memorial? Mother is working too hard, so I will help you share your worries!"

Ye Xiaoxiao smiled, and pushed him some relatively simple notes, Feng Yuyan cheerfully picked up the brush, and carefully corrected stroke by stroke.

The child's body temperature is high, and the little guy nestled in Ye Xiaoxiao's arms is like a small stove, driving away the little bit of coolness left on Ye Xiaoxiao's body.

"Mother's empress, my son doesn't like Concubine De, she...seems a little scary."

Ye Xiaoxiao rubbed his son's head: "Even so, you must be polite, your words and deeds will set an example for others."

Roubaozi nodded when he heard the words, thinking to himself, it's a good thing he didn't tell his mother what happened outside the Imperial Prison, if not, his role model would suffer disaster.

Feng Yuran left after helping his mother with some of the papers. The little father-in-law who served him was not very old, and the two children walked slowly in the palace one after the other.

In the royal family, princes don't have to move out of the palace when they are less than 12 years old, so Feng Yuyan stepped on the steps and walked slowly towards the Jiaofang Hall.

On the way, I met Wang Ying who was out for a walk. She was supported by two maids, her face became even paler, as if she was dead.

Feng Yuyan glanced at it, remembered what the empress mother said, then walked over, nodded slightly: "Ms. Defei."

Wang Ying smiled and nodded, with a bit of joy in her expression, she thought for a while, took the basket from Gong Nei, opened it, and took out a piece of chestnut cake.

"Your Highness, try it, it's made of newly harvested chestnuts, it's delicious."

Feng Yuyan nodded, took the chestnut cake from Wang Ying's hand, slipped her fleshy fingertips over Wang Ying's fingertips, and the coolness penetrated against her skin, making Roubaozi shiver suddenly.

Feng Yuyan looked up, and said: "It's cold, Empress Concubine De must keep warm, don't get sick."

Wang Ying smiled more lovingly, bent down and rubbed Feng Yuyan's forehead, and said with a smile: "His Royal Highness is really sensible, but did His Highness know that there is a saying among the common people that no one loves a child with cold hands. "

Roubaozi glanced at Wang Ying, took a step back, and kept a safe distance before he said, "No, it's not that children with cold hands don't feel pain, it's that children with cold hands have cold hands, so this time Words are wrong."

"His Royal Highness is really smart. If I can have a son like His Highness, I will be satisfied."

Feng Yuyan frowned slightly, and saluted indifferently: "Yuyan has to go back to work hard, so I'll take my leave first."

After speaking, he hurriedly turned around and left with the little eunuch, until he could no longer see the people behind him, then threw the chestnut cake in his hand into the grass by the roadside.

When the people left, a figure walked out slowly on the withered yellow leaves from the bushes behind Feng Yuyan, walked straight to the place where the chestnut cake was thrown, and picked up the dusty snack on the ground with his hand.

Holding the chestnut cake, Wang Ying stared indifferently at the end of the road where no one could be seen. After a long time, she snorted coldly and turned to leave.

In the harem, the largest and most luxurious palace is the Weiyang Palace Jiaofang Palace where the queens of all dynasties lived. Besides that, it is the Jiayuan where Lin Lanzhi lives. As for the Hongyuan, it is just a very common one among hundreds of palaces.

Wang Ying walked slowly in the harem of the Western Jin Dynasty. Everywhere she could see were luxurious and exquisite pavilions. Every plant and tree here had been carefully decorated. No matter how you looked at it, they all revealed the beauty of luxury.

She squinted her eyes and admired it, and walked slowly to the palaces where the Xiuyi people lived.

Meng Jiaoen stayed in the room alone, today the Xiuyi went to the chief manager to pick out their favorite fabrics to make winter clothes, she caught the wind and cold and was not feeling well, she wanted to wait until she got better, so she stayed in the palace to rest.

In the end, for some reason, even the maid was not there. She yelled several times but no one answered, so she got up angrily and poured water by herself. However, because of her weakness, her hand slipped, and the cup filled with water slipped down, scaring her. With a cry of surprise, when he was about to jump away, he found that there was already a hand lying in front of him, firmly catching the teacup, and not a single drop of water in it spilled out.

When she was surprised, Meng Jiaoen suddenly felt a chill behind her back, and then, a voice rang out that made her terrified.

"Why don't you even have a servant girl? The servant is so hypocritical? I see, they are loose and want to tighten up."

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