The fireworks on earth are filled with the Forbidden City. The palaces in the Forbidden City are undulating. The divine beasts on the eaves are silent. The cold wind and bitter snow are coming to the world.
The bells and drums in the Forbidden City are swaying and swaying, and the inside and outside of the city are harmonious, long and heavy, repeating year by year, a hundred years of loneliness
Xu hour, Hai hour... Zi hour
Hanrui listened to the bell, stood up, and took a cloak with a tonic
Madam Zhang's face turned red with excitement, afraid and happy, afraid that if there is a chance, she would be happy with the reward she was about to receive.
As soon as she walked to Hanrui's house, she saw her coming out, tied the knot of her cloak, and held the palace lamp with a faint candlelight in her hand.
Madam Zhang walked up enthusiastically and grabbed her hand, and said with a smile: Madam, take you there
Thank you Madam Zhang
Han Rui let her pull, covered her hood, and quickly disappeared into the dark night
Bi Lingyuan was lying on the bed but was not sleepy at all. He tossed and turned several times. It was obviously a winter night, but he was so hot that he lifted the quilt and sat by the bed.
Wu Yong ran over as he heard the movement. Knowing that the emperor was thirsty at night, he brought a cup of warm tea.
Bi Lingyuan took it, took a few sips casually, put it aside, and asked him: Have you not reported it yet?
Wu Yong shook his head and saw the emperor sighing heavily, then stood up and put on his regular clothes. Wu Yong hurriedly advised: The emperor is very cold at night, you need to take care of the dragon body!
It would be fine if Bi Lingyuan didn't listen, but he sneered coldly as soon as he heard it. He grabbed the black fox cloak on the red sandalwood rack and put it on: I have to go and see her, and she was asking her to see her even if she violated the palace ban in the wind and snow!
As soon as he opened the door, Wen Mo stood at the door and said to the emperor: It’s late at night, will the emperor still rest?
Bi Lingyuan twisted the ends of his hair hanging from his temples and raised his chin outside the hall: I can't sleep, I want to go and see the moon
Wen Mo said helplessly: Emperor, where does the moon come from in the twelfth month of winter?
I just want to go out for some breath
Bi Lingyuan closed his collar and walked out, while walking, while chanting some lustful poems and erotic poems that came from some unknown sources.
The mansion is deep and the spring night is clear, and the heart is gone.
The flowers and leaves once broke the stamens, and the willows drooped and shook the willow branches again
The golden spear fought for three thousand formations, and the silver candle came to the seven or eight girls
It does not hinder both muscles and bones, and it can also remove the cloud bridge...
Wu Yong smiled and said: Miss Wenmo, go and rest first, I will serve you well on the side of the emperor!
Wen Mo looked at Bi Lingyuan walking out without hesitation, and finally couldn't help but say angrily: Wu Yong! If the emperor has something, what if you can afford it? If the emperor doesn't protect you or treat you, can the Empress Dowager not cure you?!
Wu Yong's ears hurt when Wen Mo roared, and he also had a temper. After all, the emperor was his master. Wen Mo reported everything to the empress dowager every few days. The emperor was upset.
Miss Wenmo, we are all slaves. Forgive me to talk too much. The Ganqing Palace is not the Cining Palace after all. How can the emperor get close to Mrs. An Ning? After all, there is the Empress Dowager in the middle. How can the Empress Dowager respect you? You are the Ganqing Palace after all.
Wen Mo looked at Wu Yong incredibly, and smiled at the corner of his mouth, but he couldn't speak for a long time, and his chest was so angry that he was still rising and falling.
Wu Yong snorted softly, shook his head and quickly chased the emperor.
Only when there was no movement in the hall did Wenmo sit on the ground dejectedly
The palace road is long, the wind sounds desolate, the wind lamp in his hand is blown around, Han Rui's spine is straight, let the wind and snow blow on her face, her face is still unchanged
Madam Zhang shrank into a ball, cursing the ghost weather while walking. When she looked up, she saw Hanrui, but she was different from usual, and she didn't even look cowardly and cowardly.
I noticed that Madam Zhang looked at her, she turned her head slightly, smiled slightly, but didn't say anything
Somehow, Madam Zhang had a bad premonition in her heart. Looking at this little palace slave, she became even colder.
The bells and drums in the Forbidden City are swaying and swaying, and the inside and outside of the city are harmonious, long and heavy, repeating year by year, a hundred years of loneliness
Xu hour, Hai hour... Zi hour
Hanrui listened to the bell, stood up, and took a cloak with a tonic
Madam Zhang's face turned red with excitement, afraid and happy, afraid that if there is a chance, she would be happy with the reward she was about to receive.
As soon as she walked to Hanrui's house, she saw her coming out, tied the knot of her cloak, and held the palace lamp with a faint candlelight in her hand.
Madam Zhang walked up enthusiastically and grabbed her hand, and said with a smile: Madam, take you there
Thank you Madam Zhang
Han Rui let her pull, covered her hood, and quickly disappeared into the dark night
Bi Lingyuan was lying on the bed but was not sleepy at all. He tossed and turned several times. It was obviously a winter night, but he was so hot that he lifted the quilt and sat by the bed.
Wu Yong ran over as he heard the movement. Knowing that the emperor was thirsty at night, he brought a cup of warm tea.
Bi Lingyuan took it, took a few sips casually, put it aside, and asked him: Have you not reported it yet?
Wu Yong shook his head and saw the emperor sighing heavily, then stood up and put on his regular clothes. Wu Yong hurriedly advised: The emperor is very cold at night, you need to take care of the dragon body!
It would be fine if Bi Lingyuan didn't listen, but he sneered coldly as soon as he heard it. He grabbed the black fox cloak on the red sandalwood rack and put it on: I have to go and see her, and she was asking her to see her even if she violated the palace ban in the wind and snow!
As soon as he opened the door, Wen Mo stood at the door and said to the emperor: It’s late at night, will the emperor still rest?
Bi Lingyuan twisted the ends of his hair hanging from his temples and raised his chin outside the hall: I can't sleep, I want to go and see the moon
Wen Mo said helplessly: Emperor, where does the moon come from in the twelfth month of winter?
I just want to go out for some breath
Bi Lingyuan closed his collar and walked out, while walking, while chanting some lustful poems and erotic poems that came from some unknown sources.
The mansion is deep and the spring night is clear, and the heart is gone.
The flowers and leaves once broke the stamens, and the willows drooped and shook the willow branches again
The golden spear fought for three thousand formations, and the silver candle came to the seven or eight girls
It does not hinder both muscles and bones, and it can also remove the cloud bridge...
Wu Yong smiled and said: Miss Wenmo, go and rest first, I will serve you well on the side of the emperor!
Wen Mo looked at Bi Lingyuan walking out without hesitation, and finally couldn't help but say angrily: Wu Yong! If the emperor has something, what if you can afford it? If the emperor doesn't protect you or treat you, can the Empress Dowager not cure you?!
Wu Yong's ears hurt when Wen Mo roared, and he also had a temper. After all, the emperor was his master. Wen Mo reported everything to the empress dowager every few days. The emperor was upset.
Miss Wenmo, we are all slaves. Forgive me to talk too much. The Ganqing Palace is not the Cining Palace after all. How can the emperor get close to Mrs. An Ning? After all, there is the Empress Dowager in the middle. How can the Empress Dowager respect you? You are the Ganqing Palace after all.
Wen Mo looked at Wu Yong incredibly, and smiled at the corner of his mouth, but he couldn't speak for a long time, and his chest was so angry that he was still rising and falling.
Wu Yong snorted softly, shook his head and quickly chased the emperor.
Only when there was no movement in the hall did Wenmo sit on the ground dejectedly
The palace road is long, the wind sounds desolate, the wind lamp in his hand is blown around, Han Rui's spine is straight, let the wind and snow blow on her face, her face is still unchanged
Madam Zhang shrank into a ball, cursing the ghost weather while walking. When she looked up, she saw Hanrui, but she was different from usual, and she didn't even look cowardly and cowardly.
I noticed that Madam Zhang looked at her, she turned her head slightly, smiled slightly, but didn't say anything
Somehow, Madam Zhang had a bad premonition in her heart. Looking at this little palace slave, she became even colder.
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