Third brother... Third brother... Run...
Yu Ling, who was sleeping soundly murmured. Yuwen Qinglan's face darkened after hearing her murmurs. Her amber eyes were filled with cold cold light. She quickly withdrew her hand that was gently stroked on her face. She stared at her with a complicated expression for a while before slowly walking back to the desk to continue reading the memorial.
Yu Ling stayed with the emperor for only one night. After all, it was not in line with the ancestral system to chase with the emperor. Under normal circumstances, only the queen could enjoy such treatment. However, Yu Ling did not care about this honor at all. So the next day when Yuwen Qinglan ordered her to leave, she did not express any reluctance. She thanked her lightly and stood up and said calmly.
When she retreated to the door, Yuwen Qinglan suddenly spoke: If you decide to stay by my side, I hope you will leave everything in the past, especially the grudges and entanglements with your sixth brother, do you understand?
Yu Ling was stunned and then sneered: Your Majesty is too worried, I have nothing to do with your noble brother!
This is the best, you go down and rest. The sharp edge in Yuwen Qinglan's eyes flashed and her expression returned to a calm state.
Yu Ling was so angry that she returned to the original carriage that had been repaired. She remembered yesterday's assassin incident. Unexpectedly, she had completely become a traitor in the minds of the Yuan Wei people. This was undoubtedly a heavy blow to her. However, she had a traitor since childhood, and she had a traitor from a young age. She was strong and optimistic by nature. After a night of adjustment and thinking, she had thought it thoroughly. It was easy to die for her. It took greater courage to survive. As long as there was a glimmer of hope, she should not give up.
Now Yuan Shao has escaped safely, leaving behind the flames of restoration for Yuan Wei. Yuan Wei is vast. Although the north falls and there is still a large area of fertile soil in the south. At that time, as long as the prince climbs up the high ground, the people will respond and gather their strength to compete with the North. There is no lack of hope for a turnaround. She lurks behind the enemy and waits for an opportunity. Although Yuwen Qinglan can't see any weakness now, people always have weaknesses. She just needs to wait patiently and search carefully. One day she will give him a fatal blow, avenge the country and parents, leaving the green mountains, not afraid of no firewood, so even if the future is bumpy, she must live strongly
Thinking of this, Yuling quickly emerged from her decadent mood, took medicine on time, and actively regulated her body. Soon the injury to her arm was healed.
As the convoy moved northward, the weather became more and more cold. First, tiny snowflakes floated, and then turned into heavy snow. The snow on the ground became thicker and thicker. However, the soldiers of the North, who were used to the cold climate, did not slow down the pace of the march at all, and the look of expectation on people's faces became stronger. After all, they were bound to leave their hometown for several months and were inevitably heartbroken.
One morning, Yu Ling was awakened by the noise outside the car in a daze. She was wrapped in a thick white fox fur and sat up lazily, lifted the curtain and looked out the window. She saw a magnificent ancient city not far away standing solemnly in the snow. Needless to say, this is the Kyoto Dragon City of the country.
When the team arrived at the city gate, they were blocked by the crowd of people in front of them. The rows in front were court officials, and the back were ordinary people.
As soon as the good news of the Yuan Wei Dynasty and conquering Luoyang came to Longcheng, the people in the city were in full bloom. From civil and military officials to the people, all of them were happy and cheered.
Although BeiYàn is a great northern power, it is in a bitter and cold place outside the pass and has poor resources. Therefore, all the emperors of all dynasties have tried their best to expand their territory. Especially since Yuwen Qinglan succeeded to the throne, he has almost doubled the territory of BeiYàn. Now he has taken over large fertile land such as Youzhou, Bingzhou and Guanzhong Plain in one fell swoop. His achievements have long surpassed those of the emperors of BeiYàn. In the minds of the people of the country, he is simply a god-like existence. Therefore, when he heard that the army was returning to Beijing, the people spontaneously came to welcome the Yingwu King who was the emperor who returned in triumphant victory.
Yuwen Qinglan wore a dark purple fur, and was solemn and majestic, and accepted the pious and enthusiastic kneeling and cheering of the subjects with a smile.
Long live the big Yàn!
Long live the Emperor!
The crowd burst into roaring like mountains and seas, shaking the thick snow on the top of the city.
Yu Ling frowned and looked at it for a while, then put down the curtains in a bad mood. The scene in front of her made her feel uncomfortable. In her impression, aren’t the emperors all noble? She is so irrelevant and happy with the people. In the Yuan Wei, who is so strict, it is simply unimaginable. Even the prince Yuan Shao, who is known for his friendship and love for the people, has never been so close to the people.
What kind of emperor is Yuwen Qinglan...what kind of emperor is he?
Amid the fanatical cheers that went straight to the sky, Yu Ling thought quietly, as the convoy slowly drove into the tall and deep palace walls.
The imperial palace of Longcheng is far less magnificent than the imperial palace of Luoyang. It is exquisite and elegant. Its architectural style is thick and solemn, and it has a unique and magnificent scene.
Yu Ling was settled in Qinghui Hall. This is a small palace garden with clean and simple furnishings. In addition to Baozhu, he was only served by a eunuch and two rough palace maids. I remember how beautiful she was in Bixiao Palace in Luoyang back then. There were so many servants. Compared with each other, there was a world of difference. However, Yu Ling had already prepared mentally. Moreover, she had experienced a hard life wandering around the world, so she didn't mind in her heart, but Baozhu was raised and felt aggrieved for her master.
Yuwen Qinglan's return made the originally dead inner garden of the palace revival, and the Zhengyang Palace, which was the lord of the palace, was brightly lit.
In the inner room that was so warm as spring by the fireplace, Queen Duan gentlely served Yuwen Qinglan and took off her heavy crown and removed her complex dress.
Empress Duan was born in a famous noble family in the country. What is rare is that she is well-educated, gentle and virtuous, and has a good character. She has been married to Yuwen Qinglan at the age of 16. She has a son and a daughter under her knees. The emperor and the empress are in harmony and respect each other as guests.
Empress Duan stared at her emperor's husband. After not seeing him for several months, he lost a little weight, but he seemed even more majestic and handsome.
What did Zi Tong look at me like this? Yuwen Qinglan asked the queen to serve her clothes while smiling and said with a smile that as the emperor, he is mostly majestic and serious. When he occasionally smiles, he is like the spring breeze blowing across the willow embankment, and he is indescribable and elegant.
No... nothing. Queen Duan showed her blushing face. She has been married for so many years. Every time she saw her charming smile, she still couldn't help but blush and her heart beat.
Yuwen Qinglan smiled even deeper, reached out to hold her tenderness, and joked: I understand, Zi Tong missed me
Your Majesty is so unreasonable! The Queen glanced at him coquettishly, and suddenly reminded him with a calm expression that Your Majesty had forgotten something important
Oh? What's the matter? Yuwen Qinglan absent-mindedly played with her slender jade hands
Your Majesty's newly-acquisitioned beauty is temporarily arranged in Qinghui Palace, but she is now living in the palace without any name. What title does Your Majesty plan to give her? While speaking, the queen looked at Yuwen Qinglan's face carefully. Yuwen Qinglan went out to fight so many times. This is the first time she took a woman back to the palace. It is impossible to say that she is not sad at all, but she has long understood that her husband is the emperor and it is natural to have many wives and concubines. Instead of making things difficult for him in this way, it is better to solve his worries and help him manage his harem.
Thanks to Zi Tong reminding me that I almost forgot about this. I see... I will book it as a concubine. Yuwen Qinglan said lightly
The level of Jieyu is only the third-rank princess. If you refer to Yu Ling's original second-rank princess, you should at least be named the Nine Concubine. Besides, Princess Lanling is said to be the first beauty of the Yuan Wei Dynasty. Empress Duan thought that Yuwen Qinglan must have loved her very much, but after his letter, she was not sure.
Then what number should I give? The queen asked again that according to the regulations, except for the queen and the first-rank concubine, every concubine must give her the number.
...Unbelievable
Concubine Zhen? Okay, I have written it down, and I will issue an edict tomorrow. The queen nodded with a smile.
Yuwen Qinglan muttered without comment, turned around and picked up the queen, and the palace maid beside her lowered her head and stepped back with tactfulness.
The bright red curtains fall layer by layer, covering the spring scenery in the room...
Yu Ling, who was sleeping soundly murmured. Yuwen Qinglan's face darkened after hearing her murmurs. Her amber eyes were filled with cold cold light. She quickly withdrew her hand that was gently stroked on her face. She stared at her with a complicated expression for a while before slowly walking back to the desk to continue reading the memorial.
Yu Ling stayed with the emperor for only one night. After all, it was not in line with the ancestral system to chase with the emperor. Under normal circumstances, only the queen could enjoy such treatment. However, Yu Ling did not care about this honor at all. So the next day when Yuwen Qinglan ordered her to leave, she did not express any reluctance. She thanked her lightly and stood up and said calmly.
When she retreated to the door, Yuwen Qinglan suddenly spoke: If you decide to stay by my side, I hope you will leave everything in the past, especially the grudges and entanglements with your sixth brother, do you understand?
Yu Ling was stunned and then sneered: Your Majesty is too worried, I have nothing to do with your noble brother!
This is the best, you go down and rest. The sharp edge in Yuwen Qinglan's eyes flashed and her expression returned to a calm state.
Yu Ling was so angry that she returned to the original carriage that had been repaired. She remembered yesterday's assassin incident. Unexpectedly, she had completely become a traitor in the minds of the Yuan Wei people. This was undoubtedly a heavy blow to her. However, she had a traitor since childhood, and she had a traitor from a young age. She was strong and optimistic by nature. After a night of adjustment and thinking, she had thought it thoroughly. It was easy to die for her. It took greater courage to survive. As long as there was a glimmer of hope, she should not give up.
Now Yuan Shao has escaped safely, leaving behind the flames of restoration for Yuan Wei. Yuan Wei is vast. Although the north falls and there is still a large area of fertile soil in the south. At that time, as long as the prince climbs up the high ground, the people will respond and gather their strength to compete with the North. There is no lack of hope for a turnaround. She lurks behind the enemy and waits for an opportunity. Although Yuwen Qinglan can't see any weakness now, people always have weaknesses. She just needs to wait patiently and search carefully. One day she will give him a fatal blow, avenge the country and parents, leaving the green mountains, not afraid of no firewood, so even if the future is bumpy, she must live strongly
Thinking of this, Yuling quickly emerged from her decadent mood, took medicine on time, and actively regulated her body. Soon the injury to her arm was healed.
As the convoy moved northward, the weather became more and more cold. First, tiny snowflakes floated, and then turned into heavy snow. The snow on the ground became thicker and thicker. However, the soldiers of the North, who were used to the cold climate, did not slow down the pace of the march at all, and the look of expectation on people's faces became stronger. After all, they were bound to leave their hometown for several months and were inevitably heartbroken.
One morning, Yu Ling was awakened by the noise outside the car in a daze. She was wrapped in a thick white fox fur and sat up lazily, lifted the curtain and looked out the window. She saw a magnificent ancient city not far away standing solemnly in the snow. Needless to say, this is the Kyoto Dragon City of the country.
When the team arrived at the city gate, they were blocked by the crowd of people in front of them. The rows in front were court officials, and the back were ordinary people.
As soon as the good news of the Yuan Wei Dynasty and conquering Luoyang came to Longcheng, the people in the city were in full bloom. From civil and military officials to the people, all of them were happy and cheered.
Although BeiYàn is a great northern power, it is in a bitter and cold place outside the pass and has poor resources. Therefore, all the emperors of all dynasties have tried their best to expand their territory. Especially since Yuwen Qinglan succeeded to the throne, he has almost doubled the territory of BeiYàn. Now he has taken over large fertile land such as Youzhou, Bingzhou and Guanzhong Plain in one fell swoop. His achievements have long surpassed those of the emperors of BeiYàn. In the minds of the people of the country, he is simply a god-like existence. Therefore, when he heard that the army was returning to Beijing, the people spontaneously came to welcome the Yingwu King who was the emperor who returned in triumphant victory.
Yuwen Qinglan wore a dark purple fur, and was solemn and majestic, and accepted the pious and enthusiastic kneeling and cheering of the subjects with a smile.
Long live the big Yàn!
Long live the Emperor!
The crowd burst into roaring like mountains and seas, shaking the thick snow on the top of the city.
Yu Ling frowned and looked at it for a while, then put down the curtains in a bad mood. The scene in front of her made her feel uncomfortable. In her impression, aren’t the emperors all noble? She is so irrelevant and happy with the people. In the Yuan Wei, who is so strict, it is simply unimaginable. Even the prince Yuan Shao, who is known for his friendship and love for the people, has never been so close to the people.
What kind of emperor is Yuwen Qinglan...what kind of emperor is he?
Amid the fanatical cheers that went straight to the sky, Yu Ling thought quietly, as the convoy slowly drove into the tall and deep palace walls.
The imperial palace of Longcheng is far less magnificent than the imperial palace of Luoyang. It is exquisite and elegant. Its architectural style is thick and solemn, and it has a unique and magnificent scene.
Yu Ling was settled in Qinghui Hall. This is a small palace garden with clean and simple furnishings. In addition to Baozhu, he was only served by a eunuch and two rough palace maids. I remember how beautiful she was in Bixiao Palace in Luoyang back then. There were so many servants. Compared with each other, there was a world of difference. However, Yu Ling had already prepared mentally. Moreover, she had experienced a hard life wandering around the world, so she didn't mind in her heart, but Baozhu was raised and felt aggrieved for her master.
Yuwen Qinglan's return made the originally dead inner garden of the palace revival, and the Zhengyang Palace, which was the lord of the palace, was brightly lit.
In the inner room that was so warm as spring by the fireplace, Queen Duan gentlely served Yuwen Qinglan and took off her heavy crown and removed her complex dress.
Empress Duan was born in a famous noble family in the country. What is rare is that she is well-educated, gentle and virtuous, and has a good character. She has been married to Yuwen Qinglan at the age of 16. She has a son and a daughter under her knees. The emperor and the empress are in harmony and respect each other as guests.
Empress Duan stared at her emperor's husband. After not seeing him for several months, he lost a little weight, but he seemed even more majestic and handsome.
What did Zi Tong look at me like this? Yuwen Qinglan asked the queen to serve her clothes while smiling and said with a smile that as the emperor, he is mostly majestic and serious. When he occasionally smiles, he is like the spring breeze blowing across the willow embankment, and he is indescribable and elegant.
No... nothing. Queen Duan showed her blushing face. She has been married for so many years. Every time she saw her charming smile, she still couldn't help but blush and her heart beat.
Yuwen Qinglan smiled even deeper, reached out to hold her tenderness, and joked: I understand, Zi Tong missed me
Your Majesty is so unreasonable! The Queen glanced at him coquettishly, and suddenly reminded him with a calm expression that Your Majesty had forgotten something important
Oh? What's the matter? Yuwen Qinglan absent-mindedly played with her slender jade hands
Your Majesty's newly-acquisitioned beauty is temporarily arranged in Qinghui Palace, but she is now living in the palace without any name. What title does Your Majesty plan to give her? While speaking, the queen looked at Yuwen Qinglan's face carefully. Yuwen Qinglan went out to fight so many times. This is the first time she took a woman back to the palace. It is impossible to say that she is not sad at all, but she has long understood that her husband is the emperor and it is natural to have many wives and concubines. Instead of making things difficult for him in this way, it is better to solve his worries and help him manage his harem.
Thanks to Zi Tong reminding me that I almost forgot about this. I see... I will book it as a concubine. Yuwen Qinglan said lightly
The level of Jieyu is only the third-rank princess. If you refer to Yu Ling's original second-rank princess, you should at least be named the Nine Concubine. Besides, Princess Lanling is said to be the first beauty of the Yuan Wei Dynasty. Empress Duan thought that Yuwen Qinglan must have loved her very much, but after his letter, she was not sure.
Then what number should I give? The queen asked again that according to the regulations, except for the queen and the first-rank concubine, every concubine must give her the number.
...Unbelievable
Concubine Zhen? Okay, I have written it down, and I will issue an edict tomorrow. The queen nodded with a smile.
Yuwen Qinglan muttered without comment, turned around and picked up the queen, and the palace maid beside her lowered her head and stepped back with tactfulness.
The bright red curtains fall layer by layer, covering the spring scenery in the room...
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