The tyrant's petite bag is sweet and silly

Chapter 283 The Empress Returns to Beijing
In the 13th year of Showa [-] of Daqi, the imperial capital.

The Shangyuan Festival is approaching, every house is decorated with lanterns and festoons, red lanterns are hung in the streets and alleys, and cheerful smiles appear on the faces of people coming and going, and the whole imperial capital is immersed in joy.

Even the Forbidden City, which has always been majestic and solemn, faintly glows with a different kind of vitality.

Similarly, the palace is also preparing for this annual grand festival.

"Hurry up, move the lantern over there, it's crooked!"

"Hey, you two, be careful, this vase is very expensive!"

"Oh, I said, who told you to put this thing in the hall? Take it down, it's so ugly!"

The little palace maid frowned and looked at the woman in front of her in embarrassment, "But... Sister Luyao, there is nothing suitable to put here in the warehouse."

With the green medicine stuck in her waist, her pretty face was full of doubts, "Why not? Didn't I ask you to put that copper cloisonné enamel incense burner here?"

A trace of hesitation flashed across the face of the little maid, "The servant went to the Shang Palace Bureau, but the lady officer over there said that the set of incense burners had already been taken away by the person from Zhongcui Palace."

Lu Yao raised her brows, her pretty eyes flashed with anger, she half-closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, "It's that soft concubine again! It's okay to trip us up secretly, but now that the empress is going back to the palace, she still dares to be so arrogant. I really thought no one in this palace could cure her!"

She clenched her fist heavily, and looked around coldly, "You guys continue to tidy up here, Lin Lang, come with me to the Qianqing Palace!"

After several years of tempering, she has a more aggressive aura around her, and she turned around and walked towards the door with a flick of her sleeves.

He muttered unhappily, "Concubine Rou, right? When the empress comes back, I'll see how long you can be proud!"

Qianqing Palace.

Li Dezhong watched everyone busy with a smile, then gave a few instructions loudly, then turned and entered the hall.

In the hall, curling blue smoke spewed out from the mouth of the hollow filigree pot, and the faint cold fragrance lingered.

Sitting at the desk in a black robe, looking from this angle, you can only see the robes spread on the floor like flowing water, the blue silk pouring down like the silk cloth, and the noble and extraordinary aura seems to be lingering in the air. around him.

The man's back is thin and strong, his shoulders are wide and his waist is narrow, and his lines are neat and neat, which is just right.

In the blink of an eye, that silent and arrogant young man has grown into a resolute and unpredictable king of a country at an astonishing speed.

Li Dezhong was stunned for a moment, and his deep and cold voice interrupted his thoughts leisurely——

"What are you doing?"

"Is everything in order, inside and out?"

The man moved and stood up slowly. He was very tall, and when he stood up, the overwhelming coercion swept over him. When he walked, the brocade robe woven like moonlight, with the dark patterns of auspicious clouds on it like It is alive, overflowing with cold radiance.

He turned around and stood with his hands behind his back, revealing a well-defined face with a cold and haughty expression. His phoenix eyes were long and deep, his eyes were undulating, his thin lips were curved like nothing, and his appearance fascinated all living beings. .

Li Dezhong's gaze disappeared as soon as he touched it, and he lowered his head and said respectfully, "Go back to Your Majesty, everything has been arranged."

He paused, and thought of something to add, "However, can the empress come back before the Lantern Festival?"

The letter from over there said this period of time, but it is said that it happened that the mountain was blocked by heavy snow, and it might be a few days at night.

Yue Li Su's icy cold eyes suddenly flashed a fleeting warmth, and the smile on his lips gradually deepened:

"It doesn't matter if you don't come back in time."

　I should have been able to make my son more handsome, but I was in a hurry to take a nap, and the class was full in the afternoon!
　　Ask for a monthly ticket and ask for a reward?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)