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"Your Highness, do you know how long I have been waiting for this day?"
The strange and cold and handsome man approached her, covering her whole body under the shadow, his figure was extremely oppressive, and his callused fingertips gently stroked her lightly pursed lips, and then he put a piece of cold The object hung around her neck.
Ji Chutao's neck shrank from the ice, and when he looked down, it turned out to be a rare piece of black jade: about two fingers wide, engraved with hideous and weird animal patterns.
"This is the jade pendant I carry with me. It is of extraordinary significance. I will give it to Your Highness." The man clasped his fingers tightly with her, his hoarse voice was extremely aggressive, "From now on, Your Highness will be mine"
In the quiet afternoon, Ji Chutao sat behind the desk and suddenly shook his head vigorously, trying to get rid of those strange images in his mind.
However, as if possessed by a demon, the deep and powerful male voice was still in her ears. Ji Chutao could even recall his warm breath when he approached him in the dream. She was so ashamed that she had to cover her hot cheeks with a book, only showing a pair of blush the tip of the ear.
It's too weird!
This time, not only did he dream of the man he was married to, but he also had a nose and eyes, just like a real one It's unbelievable!
"Your Highness, what's the matter with you, Your Highness?"
Ban Zhu entered the study room at some point, knelt down and said strangely: "Why are you in a daze? I have called you several times, but there is no response."
Having said that, seeing Ji Chutao's blushing face half-buried in the scroll, Wanzhu was startled, and hurriedly felt the temperature on her forehead with his hands, "Why is your highness's face so red? Could it be the wind and cold?"
"I'm fine, the weather is too hot." Ji Chutao would never tell the palace servants about her dream last night. If she did, she would be teased by them, and she would have to drink those soothing soups that were so bitter that her throat was tight. .
"Is it hot? It's frosty when I woke up this morning." Banzhu opened the window, served tea, remembered the business, and reported, "Just now the princess sent someone over, saying that His Highness please send a long letter." Gong Yixu."
"Elder Sister let me go?" Ji Chutao regained consciousness a little, raised her exquisite eyes from behind the scroll, "Did you say what it is?"
Banzhu shook his head and said: "The people who came only said that the princess was summoned, but did not mention anything."
Mostly it was for tomorrow's palace banquet, to give her a few words of advice, after all, the elder sister always puts the majesty of the Tian family more than anything else.
Ji Chutao didn't think too much, said "Got it", then calmed down a little, and asked the maid to change the clothes for going out.
Changxin Palace is still so magnificent and solemn.
In front of the steps of the main hall, internal servants kept coming in and out holding piles of memorials and watches, all bowing their heads and holding their breath without making a sound, as if even the air had stagnated in awe.
Ji Chutao also couldn't help restraining her expression, let her personal servants and servants wait outside, and entered the palace alone.
The veils, which were as thin as mist, were lifted layer by layer by the palace maids, and behind the pile of books, a young boy in a vermilion round-neck uniform was biting a pen and thinking hard.
That boy was born with delicate features, and he was none other than Ji Zhao, the young emperor of Great Yin.
When Juan Zhao came to the throne, he was not yet seven years old. At a time when internal and external troubles were precarious, it was the elder sister Ji Yu who had a mother and compatriots, and served the late emperor's imperial edict to help the country, and stabilized the situation for the Ji family.
The eldest sister is in charge of authority, she is decisive, and will not tolerate any disobedience. Ji Zhao has been very afraid of her since she was a child; while the second sister has been married to a foreigner for many years and has only returned to the capital soon, Ji Zhao is naturally unfamiliar with her; only Ji Chutao is of the same age and has a natural personality. Easy-going, he is the only person Ji Zhao is close to.
Seeing Ji Chutao enter the palace, Ji Zhao seemed to have something to say, leaned forward slightly, and called softly: "Sister Sanhuang"
"Emperor, have you written the policy theory?" A cold female voice suddenly came from behind the bead curtain, although the tone was calm, but it was not angry.
Ji Zhao was obviously terrified of the sound, and hurriedly straightened his body and straightened his posture again, with a bitter face, he couldn't help but wink at Ji Chutao.
"?" Ji Chutao didn't understand.
Ji Zhao slumped his shoulders as if discouraged, with a helpless expression on his face.
At this time, the palace maid rolled up the last beaded curtain, revealing the noble woman sitting behind the curtain.
The woman sitting on the main seat wore a dark court dress, she was wearing a golden hairpin, her hair was combed extremely neatly, and her skirt with excellent texture was winding down, like the deepest night flowing. She is not too beautiful, but she has a noble temperament, and there is always a decent three-point smile on the corner of her mouth, but the smile never catches her eyes, which makes people feel awe from the bottom of her heart.
Ji Chutao said hello softly, and sat down beside her. The smoke in the Auspicious Beast Incense Burner curled up and faded away.screen.
Ji Chutao knew: Whenever the elder sister showed such an expression, someone would probably be in trouble.
In the blink of an eye, the imperial banquet arrived as scheduled.
? In Zhen Guohou's Mansion, the sun was covered by floating clouds, and the sky was dim.
Song Yuanbai is the deputy general of the Qi family Zhen Guojun, and also a good friend who grew up wearing the same pair of pants as Qi Yan, the son of Zhen Guohou.
At this time, Song Yuanbai walked through the atrium while straightening his martial robe, and turned a corner along the moon cave gate, and saw a familiar figure in a dark military uniform flying around in the bamboo garden path ahead, with a long sword in his hand like a rainbow piercing the sun, The sword energy pierced through the air, and the bamboo leaves fluttered in the gust of wind, as if frightening a dragon swimming in a dragon.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, the young general in black robe stopped his momentum, turned his back to the person coming and stood upright holding his sword, like a straight sword.
"Qi Yan, my ancestor! You can calm down for a while!" Song Yuanbai said with a bitter face, "You come to dance with the sword before the wound is healed. If the wound opens again, your arm will be useless!"
The wind stopped and the leaves fell, and a pair of unruly eyes were reflected on the blade of the sword.
"Say." A deep voice.
"The palace banquet is about to begin, and I'll call you to come with me." Song Yuanbai leaned against the door of the moon cave, and said foolishly, "If you go late, maybe the group of mad dogs will use the excuse again to trip you up."
Qi Yan seemed to snort, and put his sword back into its sheath like a dragon chant.
"Without the master's permission, how dare a mad dog bite?" While speaking, he had already grabbed the outer robe on the stone table beside him and put it on casually. Facing the light, he looked even taller, taller, and arrogant.
"Go, meet them."
Half an hour later, outside Zichen Hall.
The maids in the palace came in and out with melons, fruits, wine and water, and the sound of silk and bamboo was faintly heard in the hall. All the civil and military officials were dressed in official robes, greeted each other and entered the hall together for the banquet.
And on the long corridor on one side, Ji Chutao came quickly surrounded by several maidservants.
"The Eldest Princess has already left, Your Highness must be seated before the Eldest Princess!" Holding a brocade box containing a set of hairpin ornaments, Wan Zhu couldn't stop urging the accompanying little maid, "Why didn't you put on lipstick? Get it quickly!" Come and use it for Your Highness."
"The blush is too gaudy, I don't like it." Ji Chutao was wearing a scarlet weaving gown, with her soft black hair tied into a small bun. When the breeze passed, the sleeves of the clothes fluttered lightly, as if walking out of the haze Like, lighting up the autumn scenery of Ichinomiya.
Another big court lady blew the bell and covered the rouge box after hearing the words, and said with a smile: "If you don't like it, don't wipe it off. Your Highness has red lips and fair skin. Instead of using rouge, you have natural beauty."
Only Wan Zhu sensed that she was not in a high mood, and said cautiously: "Why is Your Highness unhappy? But today's makeup is not to your liking?"
Ji Chutao shook her head lightly: "It has nothing to do with these things, it's because I am not very interested."
Ever since she returned from the elder sister's Changxin Palace yesterday, she has vaguely noticed that today's banquet is probably not peaceful.
Ji Chutao doesn't like the intrigues and disputes in the imperial court, she is born and unable to change, just like an exquisite decoration, when the eldest sister needs it, she takes it out to support the royal scene, and teaches her the art of controlling people and power
The eldest sister often said that this is a responsibility she cannot get rid of as an emperor, but unfortunately, she can't always learn that.
Thinking of this, Ji Chutao sighed, touched his empty waist, and said "Huh", "Where is my Peiyu?"
"Ah, I must have been too busy to go out and left behind!" Flicking the bell, "His Royal Highness wait a moment, this servant will go back and get it!"
Ji Chutao originally wanted to say that it's okay not to wear jade, but Fuling had already turned around and returned to Yongning Palace, so she could only say, "Forget it, let's enter the palace quickly. If you go late, it will be even more embarrassing to be questioned by the elder sister in full view of everyone." "
She was only focused on talking to the accompanying maids, completely ignoring the corner of the corridor, another pedestrian came quickly.
The next moment, Ji Chutao suddenly bumped into the arms of a stranger, and there was a muffled sound on her forehead, causing her to stagger a step in pain. If the person hit hadn't let out a low hum, Ji Chutao would almost have thought that he hit a wall, and his chest was too hard.
Being so close, Ji Chutao could even smell the faint smell of medicine mixed with blood on the opponent's body.
"Your Highness!" The maids in the palace exclaimed in unison, and hurriedly supported her.
Ji Chutao thought it was a palace attendant who bumped into her, she held her forehead and raised her head, but she froze suddenly when she touched the young man's face.
Her cheeks turned red, as if she had seen a ghost.
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