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date="2021-11-25"

title="Section 20"

weight="151904"

series = ["General’s Gown"]

mode = "manual"

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, Fix it up, okay? "

Her tone is quite affectionate, and her voice is soft and sweet. Helian Rongchuan slowly opened his eyes, and the amber-like eyes reflected the smiling beauty in front of him, without any emotion. The corners of the mouth are slightly curved:

"good."

When the two got out of the car, Helian Rongchuan's feet floated, and her figure couldn't help but swayed slightly. Xuanji's eyes swiftly passed over to help each other. However, she was not strong enough, and she couldn't support it. With a backhand, she was even and impartial, and rushed into Helian Rongchuan. Arms.

A faint red glow rose instantly on the delicate face that looked like condensed fat: "Your Highness?"

Helian Rongchuan lifted Xuanji up without showing off his expression, and said: "Princess be careful."

"It's all my fault." Xuanji was beautiful and slightly frowned, and said with some guilt: "Who actually shot your arrow? A poisonous heart, even wiped the arrow with poison. I searched so many doctors, but still couldn't find a solution. medicine."

"How can I blame you?" Helian Rongchuan looked at Xuanji's eyes, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "You saved this king's life, and this king doesn't know how to repay it. How can we blame it? "

Xuanji lowered her eyebrows, pursed her mouth and smiled, a little shyly said: "Actually, I thought of a way of repaying, that is, I am afraid that your Highness will dislike it and refuse to agree."

"Oh?" Helian Rongchuan said: "The princess Bingxue is smart, how can this king dislike it? Let's talk about it."

With a pun, Xuan Ji's face turned redder, and she was about to speak when she suddenly heard a rush of horseshoes not far away.

Who will come here in the wilderness?

Qi said without clothes four

The sound of horse hooves approached, and a familiar red figure appeared before his eyes. Xuanji's face became a little unsightly, raising her hand, and a row of female guards swept forward to meet the enemy. But the figure of the black horse is not afraid at all, the bright red clothes are blown by the wind, like a phoenix flower dancing among the green mountains.

The horse raised its forefoot straight to the blade, and stopped with a long hiss.

Helian Rongchuan raised his eyebrows, and stretched out his arms at the incoming person.

The bell rang crisply, and Helianjue lightly jumped off the horse and rushed straight towards Helian Rongchuan:

"Second brother, you really make me easy to find!"

The tone was full of joy, but the beautiful apricot eyes were full of tears.

The corner of Helian Rongchuan's mouth curled, and he jokingly said, "Yo yō yō, I still cry? A rare sight in a lifetime!"

Helian Jue gave Helian Rongchuan a punch in the chest with an angry and smiling face.

Helian Rongchuan frowned and immediately calmed down.

Xuanji looked wary: "Who is coming!"

He Lianjue turned around and looked at Xuanji carefully from bottom to top.

A girl her age has always been hostile to her beautiful women, so she said casually: "I am his sister, the third princess Dongyun, who are you?"

On that day, Helianjue took care of shipping on the Jiaolu River, and happened to avoid the massacre in Qixia Village. When she returned, she saw the bloody tragedy of the village and frantically looked for the figure of Helian Rongchuan. She heard the guidance of the surviving villagers, looking all the way along the Jiaolu River under the cliff, but she couldn't find her second brother anyway. With faint hope in her heart, she guessed that Helian Rongchuan might have been rescued by others, so she searched for the convoy all the way, and then ran into it.

Xuanji was about to speak, but Helian Rongchuan took the first step, gently grabbing Xuanji's waist, and said to Helianjue: "She is my savior and your future emperor's wife."

Xuanji suddenly raised her head and looked at Helian Rongchuan in shock and shame: "His Royal Highness, don't joke, Xuanji will take it seriously."

Helian Rongchuan smiled slightly and looked at her: "Is it a joke? It all depends on the princess."

Xuanji lowered her head, like a shy red lotus in midsummer.

Helianjue stared at the two men dumbfounded, opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

The two teams of carriages were moving faster than Xuanji's group of carriages and horses. In a blink of an eye, they had reached the small town on the border of Dongyun.

Seeing that Xuanji went back to the guest room to freshen up, Helianjue curled his fingertips around the bell on the braid and sneaked into Helian Rongchuan's room sneakily.

"I know what you want to ask." Helian Rongchuan took a sip of tea and put down the tea cup: "Yes, I just want to marry her."

Helianjue solemnly touched her second brother's forehead: "You fell from the cliff, did you land first?"

Helian Rongchuan: "..."

He Lianjue is straight to the point: "This woman has a problem."

He Lianjue didn't even raise his eyebrows, with a calm face: "Oh, what's the problem?"

"You can't tell?" He Lianjue asked back: "Or, are you trying to piss off that person? You should know that he shot you an arrow that day, in fact, to—"

"In fact, it was to kill me." Helian Rongchuan suddenly snatched her words, his eyes lightly glanced out of the door quietly.

As the sun sets, a small half figure is projected from the edge of the side door.

He Lianjue immediately understood and changed the subject.

Xue Zhaoyi's past half a month has been particularly unsatisfactory.

Half a month ago, she was still the most favored concubine in the palace, and she was newly pregnant with the dragon descendant, which was when the spring breeze was proud. There have been rumors in the palace that the emperor has already had an idea to make her a concubine. In addition, Six Palaces has no queen, waiting for her to seal the concubine and give birth to the prince, isn't that the master of the harem?

Xue Zhaoyi leaned on the beauty couch, stroking her unswollen lower abdomen, dreaming about the situation of taking charge of the sixth house soon, and she could wake up with a smile in her dreams.

However, since half a month ago, her smile disappeared from her face. Because she heard several people whispering, there was an extra person in the harem

A man.

It’s not uncommon to live with one or two men in the harem, but it is a male pet that the emperor finds on a whim. At most, the male pet will be kicked off the bed by Murong Xiu, like an unsatisfactory toy. Got out.

But this man is different. Never before has a man lived in the harem for so long, or in the hall of the queen, Zhaohua Hall, which has always been empty.

Murong Xiu has never been here since that man appeared. Even if Xue Zhaoyi pretended to be uncomfortable during pregnancy, Murong Xiu just sent the imperial physician to come for consultation, but he did not even step into Xue Zhaoyi's door, but went straight to the man's residence.

Xue Zhaoyi's nails gripped the silk veil of Su embroidery tightly, puzzled and itchy with hate. Even if she was pregnant and couldn't wait for the bed, Murong Xiu would never be so ruthless.

I also don't know what shameful nasty charm was used by that male pet to confuse the emperor. Xue Zhaoyi listened to people's private speculations about the male pet.

Xue Zhaoyi slapped a palm on the table and stood up abruptly. The little maid next to her was shocked.

"Position, Zhaohua Hall!"

When the little eunuch stepped into the other courtyard behind the Zhaohua Hall, Yan Changqing was standing under the begonia tree in a daze. The blooming white crabapple flowers in full bloom are like brilliant clouds, covering most of the small square sky in the courtyard. Occasionally, one or two birds flew high, but they disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The little eunuch hardened his scalp and finished the report tremblingly. As soon as he looked up and saw Yan Changqing's silent and expressionless profile, he whispered a Buddha in his heart. Before he could speak, he responded extremely quickly and continued:

"The minion...the minion knows that it is not appropriate for reason or reason. Please don't blame it. The minion will let them go back..."

Before he finished speaking, a female voice with a bit of anger suddenly came from behind: "What a bold slave, I dare to refute the face of this palace!"

This sentence of "minion" is clearly referring to the little eunuch, but secretly it is referring to Yan Changqing. Xue Zhaoyi strode into the other hospital with a belly that was not prominent.

On the way here, she made up her mind, she must give the male pet who doesn't know what to do, and let him know what is for people to play with, and what is the future lord of the sixth house!

However, all her thoughts became blank the moment Yan Changqing slowly turned around.

Xue Zhaoyi looked at Yan Changqing's face in disbelief.

How could this man look so similar to her!

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Thank you little angel daylily bean little yellow flower mine!

Thank you little angel Zeqing for irrigating the nutrient solution X4!

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If Xue Zhaoyi took a closer look, he would find that no matter whether it was eyebrows or demeanor, that man was actually much more refined and elegant than her. The completely different temperament, like snow trickling from the iceberg, is clear, but it is cold to the bones.

But at this time Xue Zhaoyi would never look at it again. Her head was dazzled by a burst of self-righteous complacency that suddenly rose in her chest.

Oh, it turned out that she couldn't wait for the bed, so the emperor found a stand-in who looked like her.

However, a substitute must do his duty as a substitute, and now he dares to seize the favor of her righteous master, which seems to be bored.

In the Hall of Wende, Murong Xiu put down the memorial with a gloomy expression and made a slight "pop", but the ministers on both sides were frightened.

Xue Zheng, the second-grade Yushi doctor, was a few years old. He touched his gray beard and lightly touched Zhang Jian, who was on the other side of the Privy Council.

However, Zhang Jian watched his nose and his heart, pretending that he hadn't seen it, and remained silent.

Xue Zheng couldn't calm down anymore. In the past few days, the DPRK has received urgent reports from Kuaima. Recently, a large number of Beirong officers and soldiers have harassed, robbed houses, looted and killed people on the Monan border. The imperial court sent several senior officials to govern in succession, but these senior officials were used to staying in the capital. They had a literary bureaucracy, but they didn't know how to deal with the sturdy nation on horseback. One by one was bullied with swollen nose and swollen nose, and one was beaten to death by Beirong people altogether.

What a shame!

Obviously, in the first battle more than half a year ago, they burned the food camp in Beirong and were beaten up by Yan Guo. How come the scars are healed so quickly and forget to hurt?

It seems that this scar must be uncovered to them again, so that they will have a long memory!

Xue Zhengdao: "The emperor and the Monan area really can't be delayed any longer. Please also ask the emperor to promote suitable candidates to appease the people on the border."

"The right person?" Murong Xiu raised his head, his eyebrows were obviously unhappy: "Every one is a waste. Who else can you choose?"

Xue Zheng was taken aback. Isn't it obvious who to choose? The emperor can't see it?

I had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "The minister thought that General Yun Changqing, General Yan Changqing, was the most suitable."

When the voice fell, Xue Zheng suddenly saw Zhang Jianwei and shook his head inaudibly. Xue Zheng was puzzled for a while. Before he could think about it, Murong Xiu raised his head suddenly and said with a faint smile: "Do you think he is suitable, too?"

So someone had elected General Yan before? Xue Zheng felt a little bit more in his heart, and continued: "General Yan has won two big wins against Beirong, he is famous and experienced. This time he is the best candidate to suppress the gangsters on the border."

"Best?" Murong Xiu snorted coldly, "General Yan got sick as soon as he returned to Beijing. Xue Aiqing didn't know?"

Xue Zhengdao: "General Yan is young and strong, and he wants to come to rest for half a month. It's alright." He was talking, but Xue Zheng was a little emboldened. He heard that General Yan was seriously injured in a fierce battle with fierce water bandits on the border in order to protect the snow quenching stone. I don’t know how he recovered.

"What's okay, what's not good?" Murong Xiu asked suddenly, "You are a veteran. You know that you have lost two battles. That Beirong barbarian hates General Yan. This time he was sent to fight against the bandits. Wan What if something happens?"

Xue Zheng looked at Murong Xiu with a puzzled expression. Xindao: Not to mention the deterrent power of Yan Changqing's name on the Beirong people. What if he died in battle? Isn't the court raising these generals just to let them live and die to serve the emperor's grace? Why did you listen to the emperor's tone, as if he was treating General Yan as the untouchable treasure in his arms?

Xue Zheng shook his head. It seems that the emperor still cares about his childhood friendship with General Yan, too young.

I was about to say something, but suddenly heard a noise outside the hall. Before the little eunuch came forward to report, a woman with a slightly messy dress and a beaded head, regardless of the eunuch's obstruction, ran in crying crying, and knelt with a plop. In front of the hall.

Xue Zheng's figure shook, almost unable to stand firm. Why didn't his baby girl stay in the harem, and broke into the front hall disheveled? !

Murongxiu glanced at Xue Zhaoyi who was kneeling on the ground inexplicably, and continued to lower his eyebrows to look at the memorial, his voice was a little unpleasant: "Who let you in?"

The eunuch Liu Quan was about to cry in a hurry, and he stopped saying: "The emperor, Empress Zhaoyi is pregnant, so the slaves really don't dare to stop..." As he said, he walked up a little at a loss, desperately winking at Xue Zheng.

However, before the confused Xue Zheng wondered how to speak, Xue Zhaoyi slammed his head to the ground, tears like pear blossoms and rain: "The concubine knows that he should not trespass into the front hall, but this matter is related to the royal face. , And ask the emperor to be fair to his concubines and abbots."

Regarding the private affairs of the harem, Zhang Jian finally spoke in embarrassment: "The minister retires."

But Murong Xiu didn't point his head as if he hadn't heard it. Zhang Jian couldn't laugh or cry. This little emperor is a must-have temperament for Jai Xuan. Old man Xue touched his negative scales. He must be thinking how to get back. The precious daughter of Old Man Xue rushed to commit a taboo. Now that the little emperor keeps him Zhang Jian, he must want him to watch the excitement and embarrass Old Man Xue.

So Zhang Jian had to shake his sleeves and prepared to watch the show calmly.

Without raising his head, Murong Xiu looked through the memorial at hand, absent-mindedly said: "Being fair? With your temper, can people be bullied?"

Xue Zhaoyi carefully wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with the tip of her fingers, so as not to let her tears be covered with the carefully drawn makeup, and said aggrieved: "There are shameless slaves, and they want to..." Xue Zhaoyi After gritting his teeth, he simply gave up: "I want to indecent concubines!"

The hall suddenly became quiet.

Xue Zheng's eyes widened, thinking that he was old and deaf and had misheard.

Murong Xianxiu stopped at the hand of the writing, and said, "——F—Li?"

Then he looked at Liu Quan.

Liu Quan knew that he couldn't stop Xue Zhaoyi, so he had to kneel on the ground, his forehead was full of beads of sweat, his legs trembled, and his speech was uncomfortable: "The slave... the slave just wanted to say... Speaking... That...was called to the side hall by the empress, waiting...waiting..."

Murongxiu's expression changed in an instant, and the Zhubi was thrown away, and he strode out. Seeing Murong Xiu's face like this, Xue Zhaoyi was overjoyed, and immediately got up to follow him, still suffering from great grievances, in a pitiful appearance, and said: "The emperor must be the master for his concubine, and he should be punished. Minion of the heart."

Xue Zheng and Zhang Jian looked at each other, each felt a little embarrassed, but they had to follow Murongxiu.

As soon as Murongxiu stepped into the side hall, his face turned blue when he saw the person standing quietly by the window.

However, the uglier his face, the more confident Xue Zhaoyi felt.

She walked over, with a sharp throat, her long-suppressed pride finally revealed:

"Why, just let you kneel, you refused to kneel, now you see the emperor come up, do you still refuse to kneel!"

However, before she finished her words, Xue Zheng knelt down with a plop.

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Zhang Jian's inner oss: How to stray into the Shura field and retreat gracefully, waiting online, anxious.

Liu Quan's inner heart os: The sand sculpture empress is going to die, and the slave can't stop the grievance, 嘤嘤嘤~

Xue Zheng's heart os: I have a young life, how many walnuts do I have to buy for my sand sculpture daughter to replenish his brain? ? ? Forget it, I'll buy it for myself first.

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