Chapter 301

Tuckahoe combed her hair and put on her makeup. The time of Qingfeng's calculation was about to go down in the early days. "In the early days of today, the emperor should have a decree."

Tuckahoe nodded clearly, Qingfeng smiled slightly, sometimes needless to say, tuckahoe also knew what she wanted, with tuckahoe company, life can finally go on.

Tuckahoe went out, green maple a person is also very stuffy in the house, walk to the yard to bask in the sun. Lan'er went up to her and said with a smile, "your mother got up early today."

Qingfeng smiled and said, "Lan'er, I like jasmine tea in our palace recently. I heard that the best tea in the whole palace is in Xiaoyu's place. Go to ask her for some."

"Yes." Lan'er rushes out in a hurry. Sister Xiao's tea is not for everyone. Fortunately, she has a good relationship with sister Xiao.

Qingfeng glanced at the neatly trimmed Begonia in the flower bed at will. His face was suddenly cold and he shouted, "who cut all the flowers?"

Hear Niang scold, the palace maiden in the yard frightened kneel a ground: "Niang Niang calm anger." Two little maids looked timidly at Lanzhi, who was kneeling beside the flowers. Qingfeng looked up at her and asked coldly, "did you cut it?"

Lanzhi shrunk for a while, and finally whispered back: "yes It's cut according to the way Lan'er elder sister told me. It must be that the maid didn't understand Lan'er elder sister's meaning. If it's broken, please forgive me. "

As expected, she is a smart girl. When she leaves the responsibility, she will dare to admit her dereliction of duty. Qingfeng's mouth was slightly raised, and the conversation turned. "Did you say it was cut out in this palace? It's well cut. I'll appreciate Lan'er. "

Lanzhi just breathed a sigh of relief. Qingfeng asked, "what's your name?"

Lanzhi hurriedly replied, "Lanzhi, your maid." The mother asked her name, didn't she remember her? Don't remember the best.

Don't need to see to also can guess what in her heart thinks again, Green Feng smiles way: "this palace changes a name for you how?" Listen to is a question, green maple also did not ask her meaning, thought to say: "call Ruyi."

Lanzhi kowtowed and said, "thank you for your name. I will try my best to make your mother happy." Lanzhi secretly tells herself that from this moment on, her name is Ruyi. The former Lanzhi has died. For her brother and herself, she must climb up.

Green maple a Leng, she just casually said a name, this wench is really a bit intelligent. Qingfeng was in a good mood and said with a smile, "OK. You can help this palace in. "

"Yes." Her heart was cheering. The master's room, except for the close maid, was not accessible to inferior servants. Today she finally stepped in.

Holding Qingfeng to the window reclining chair, Qingfeng looks out of the window, puts his hand on the wooden chair, does his index finger knock, and then asks, "have you been in the palace for many years?"

"Yes."

"Do you know why you are still a little maid?"

Ruyi hesitates for a while, and replies, "I didn't follow the master."

"Do you know what kind of people the palace wants?"

Ruyi swallows a mouthful of saliva nervously. She knows that all seemingly random questions should be answered carefully. Once they do not meet the wishes of the master, she will lose a good opportunity. Qingfeng is not in a hurry, let her think slowly, for a long time Ruyi whispered back: "people who do their best for the master."

Qingfeng looks at her lightly. Ruyi is beating a drum in her heart. Is she wrong? Eyebrows tightly together, carefully said: "careful and cautious, abide by their duties."

Qingfeng is silent. Her fingers are still pounding like that. The sound is like that in her heart. Ruyi's forehead is full of sweat. What kind of person does the master want? After thinking about it, I suddenly thought of something. Ruyi said, "loyal people."

Dong Dong's voice finally stopped, and Qingfeng smiled faintly, "after that, you will serve in the room."

"Yes." Ruyi is standing quietly beside Qingfeng. At this time, she feels a cold sweat. Today's Qingfeng is totally different from when she first came into the palace. At that time, she was proud and cold, like a sharp blade. Whoever touches it will stab it. Now she is like a cold pool, deep enough to drown.

"Master." When tuckahoe came back, he saw Ruyi slightly lowering his head and standing beside Qingfeng cleverly. It seems that we have already guessed the general, Poria's face looks as usual. Meet the cold eyes of Poria cocos, but Ruyi is a little nervous.

"Step back."

Ruyi goes to Qingfeng for a ceremony. When she passes Poria cocos, she still owes a little, and then she goes out slowly.

Tuckahoe goes to Qingfeng's side. Qingfeng holds her hand and asks her to sit down in the reclining chair with the master. Tuckahoe always feels awkward. He squats down beside Qingfeng and whispers, "in the early morning of today, the emperor announced two things. One is that the northwest bandits colluded with Liaoyue to frame the Prime Minister Lou Xiyan, and finally was found out by Shan Yulan, the criminal secretary. The conspiracy of the bandits failed. The golden case came The dust settled. Two is... The Empress Dowager always lives in the Royal Cemetery, praying for the spirits of Yan's ancestors. "

Yan Hongtian didn't mention the private correspondence between the Empress Dowager and the Liaoyue prince, which saved Yang Zhilan's face. Without the protection of the empress dowager, Yang's family had no ability.

"Where is the sunset?" I heard from my sister that he was ill in prison. I don't know how he is now.

"Louxiang went back to the mansion last night. The Emperor allowed him to be at home for two days, but he didn't go to the court today."

It's good to go back to the mansion. After two days' suspension, Qingfeng finally let go of his heart. Just thinking of going to bed again, a shrill cry came from the outside of the hospital: "the emperor is here."

Now just next morning, when Yan Hongtian came to her, Qingfeng always had a bad feeling. Tuckahoe helps Qingfeng get up from the reclining chair. Yan Hongtian has entered the room.

"Long live the emperor." Tuckahoe knelt down to salute, Yan Hongtian only a light um, went to the green maple in front of said: "I take you to a place."

With a smile in his cold voice, his mood looked very good. Qingfeng said: "where to?"

Yan Hongtian didn't answer her. They went out of the Qingfeng hall, and he took her to the carriage. The carriage went all the way. After a long walk, the noise of the market gradually sounded outside the carriage. Yan Hongtian took her out of the palace? Qingfeng's heart was pounding. This was the first time that Qingfeng had left the palace. He could guess where he was going to take her, but he didn't dare to think about it all the time. He was afraid that his guess was wrong, and the disappointment would increase his sorrow. Qingfeng looks at Yan Hongtian. His cold eyes are slightly closed. It seems that he is keeping his eyes closed. Qingfeng knows that he is not resting at all. He just doesn't want her to ask.

In anticipation and fear of disappointment, the horses finally stopped. Just after the carriage was heard, Yan Hongtian opened his eyes and jumped out of the carriage. As soon as Qingfeng opened the curtain, he saw Yan Hongtian waiting beside her. She didn't react. Yan Hongtian held her hand in one hand, held her waist in the other hand, and gently took her out of the carriage. He looked as usual, but Qingfeng blushed, only because their carriage was parked in front of a house, and there were five or six servants at the door, and one of them also brought the round stool for getting off the carriage, which was obviously not needed now

From Yan Hongtian's arms struggling to stand well, Qingfeng looked up at the plaque in front of the mansion and saw the three words "prime minister's office" as he wished. The young man who had been waiting by the door was leading the way. Qingfeng was pregnant and she also wanted to have a good look at the place where her sister would live in the future. She walked very slowly. Yan Hongtian was really in a good mood today and accompanied her slowly.

As they watched and walked, they approached the flower hall, and heard the confused voice of Shan Yulan, "is there any other distinguished guest coming?"

Yan Hongtian said with a smile, "am I a guest?"

Three people in the room immediately got up to meet each other when they heard the voice, and half knelt down to salute: "see the emperor, empress Qingfei."

With a happy smile on his face, Yan Hongtian waved his hand. "I'm all in one's health. Today is a feast for the house. I'm free of all these red tape."

"Yes."

Looking at the sunset of the building, Qingfeng is not only a little poor in appearance, but also spiritual. Glancing across the spacious main hall, he did not find Zhuo Qing's shadow. Qingfeng naturally asked, "brother in law, where is my sister?"

Brother in law?! Yan Hongtian gently raises her eyebrows. This brother-in-law is so kind. She seems to forget her identity. Her name is Lou Xiyan, so what does he call Lou Xiyan?

Building sunset is also a Leng, then smile back: "she and green end in the room."

At the end of the day! The eagerness on Qingfeng's face was undisguised. Lou Xiyan said to the servant on the side, "come, send the concubine to the moon tower."

"Yes."

Qingfeng smiled gratefully at the building's sunset and immediately followed the servant to the backyard.

After Qingfeng left, there were only a few men left in the main hall, and the atmosphere became more relaxed and comfortable.

There was a light smell of wine in the room. Yan Hongtian frowned with dissatisfaction after sniffing. Then he waved gently. A few men dressed as bodyguards came in with seven or eight wine jars in their hands. Yan Hongtian laughed and said, "today is a happy day. I've brought the wind of chennian river. I'm not drunk tonight."

Old age stream wind? Su Ling's eyes brightened and she was eager to try. However, Lou Xiyan and Shan Yulan's face stiffened. They could only look at each other and smile bitterly. Old age Xifeng is indeed a rare wine, but it is so well-known because of its strength. People who don't have enough alcohol can sleep all night in one cup. What's more, the full jars of wine can't be drunk tonight.

Qingfeng follows his servant to the depth of the mansion, turns around the path and comes to a courtyard. Qingfeng sighs. It can't be simply called a courtyard. The exquisite wooden building faces a large pond. Although it can't compare with the lotus pond in the palace, it's shocking enough as a landscape in the courtyard.

Qingfeng was still sighing, only to hear the servant whispering out of the door: "madam, here comes the concubine Qingfei."