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The woman has a slender figure, and even though she is wearing a white fox fur coat, you can see her slender shoulders and slender waist. Her aqua single shirt is embroidered with silver silk bamboo leaves, and she is wearing a peacock silk pleated skirt, which is as fresh as a stream of autumn water.
It¡¯s just that she can¡¯t see her face clearly because she is wearing a gauze curtain on her head.
On a sunny day, the breeze gently stirs the gauze, sometimes revealing a small jade-like chin and half of a red lip, but it is never clear.
With just a quick glance, I knew that there must be a stunning face under the gauze curtain. It is precisely because it cannot be seen clearly that it makes people more and more itchy.
A group of people on the opposite side also spotted King Qi¡¯s chariot and hurriedly moved to the left side of the road.
The woman lowered her head, her body as slender as a spring willow trembling slightly.
Huan Xuan¡¯s gaze seemed to be pulled by a thread and could no longer be moved away.
Gao Mai looked at his master's face and his heart skipped a beat. His Highness was so hard-hearted that he could not get startled when he saw a beautiful woman on the road.
There is only one person in the world who can make him show such an expression - Ruan Weiyue.
On the first day back to Beijing, I met this person just after entering the palace. What a sin! He lamented in his heart.
Sure enough, after a while, Huan Xuan said in a deep voice: "Stop the chariot."
He ordered the chariot to stop, but had no intention of lowering it. He just stared at the woman.
The breeze blows, bringing the familiar and elegant fragrance of the woman.
He held his breath involuntarily.
The woman's body trembled slightly, like a willow branch in the wind, becoming more graceful and graceful.
She bowed politely and said, "Daughter Ruan, please pay homage to His Highness the King of Qi. May your Highness be blessed."
Her voice is as slender and gentle as her posture, with a slight Wu sound, like an oriole out of the valley.
Three years ago, under the willow tree beside Ba Bridge, she used the gentlest and softest voice in the world to speak the cruelest words.
Huanxuan¡¯s eyes fell on her spring-green fingers.
She was clutching the handle of the ivory fan tightly in her hand, and his heart seemed to be clutched tightly by this hand.
"Auntie, are you okay?" His voice was cold, but a little hoarse. Although it came from his own throat, it was so unfamiliar.
Ruan Yuewei and the prince were not yet married, so he shouldn't have called her that, but he blurted it out.
He doesn¡¯t blame her and has no intention of hurting her, but he can¡¯t let go.
Ruan Weiyue trembled and was almost unsteady on her feet. Fortunately, the maid next to her had the quick eyesight to help her.
After a long while, she said in a trembling voice: "Thanks to your Highness for asking me, the daughter of the people is very good."
Huanxuan nodded lightly: "That's good."
People were coming and going on the palace road, and they were uncle and sister-in-law, so they should avoid suspicion.
He said "take care" to Ruan Yuewei, and then told Huangmen: "Let's go."
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Ruan Yuewei kept her head lowered until the jade bells of the chariot faded away and gradually disappeared into the sound of cicadas and the rustling of leaves, then she raised her head.
Cold sweat broke out on her forehead, but she didn't dare to wipe it away for fear of being noticed by the palace attendants.
Fortunately, her aunt, Concubine Xian, knew that she was frail, so she made an exception and arranged for Douzi to wait at the entrance of the alley.
After riding out of the palace gate in a bag and changing into the carriage of the Marquis Mansion, Ruan Yue leaned against the wall of the carriage wrapped in fox skin in despair, as if all her strength had been drained out in an instant.
The maid took off her curtain hat for her, and was shocked to find that her face was as white as paper, and her eyes were filled with tears.
"My lady, why are you doing this"
The maidservant was very distressed and hurriedly wiped away her tears with a silk handkerchief, but she wiped away more and more tears.
It is also beautiful for a beauty to cry, especially a stunning beauty like Ruan Yuewei. Every move she makes is graceful, and she will never wrinkle her face like ordinary people when she cries.
She just frowned slightly and sobbed softly with a slightly sad look: "Shu Zhu, he is still blaming me"
"How could it be?" the maid named Shuzhu softly consoled her, "His Royal Highness King Qi always treats his wife the best."
"You don't need to comfort me, I know he is still blaming me," Ruan Yue smiled bitterly and choked, "It's all my fault It was me who got too close to him that made him give birth"
She bit her lower lip, her cheeks flushed: "I have thoughts that I shouldn't have"
Shuzhu said: "This cannot be blamed on Madam. Madam and Your Highness grew up together, and they are brothers and sisters. It is natural for them to be closer than others."
Ruan Yue lowered her eyes slightly and smiled sadly: "I'm afraid he will never forgive me in this life."
Shuzhu held her hand: "People board the chariot.
Everyone in the palace knew that the queen loved her eldest son the most. After the death of the first prince, she fell seriously ill. After she recovered, she insisted on becoming a monk. The emperor could not persuade him, so he had to compromise and let her lead the practice in the palace.
Although it is said that once you enter Buddhism, worldly matters become a thing of the past, but once you become a queen, it is impossible to really cut off the worldly ties. The queen does not see no one.
When the emperor was not going to the Hot Spring Palace to recuperate, he would come to the nunnery every once in a while to visit his first wife and have vegetarian meals with her. The second prince also went to the palace from time to time to pay his respects to his mother.
????????? Even the queen would occasionally allow the royal family¡¯s daughter, the courtier¡¯s wife, and the noble daughter of aristocratic families to enter the palace to have an audience.
The only three sons she refused to see.
The reason is not difficult to guess. As we all know, the King of Qi and the former Crown Prince are very similar in birth. At first glance, they are almost carved from the same mold.
But the relationship between the queen and the third son was the weakest, because she lost her health when she gave birth to the third son and could not raise him personally, so King Qi grew up in the palace of the Queen Mother.
The queen avoided seeing King Qi, simply because she was afraid that seeing his face would remind her of her beloved son who died young.
Gao Mai feels sorry for His Highness in his heart, but there is no way to comfort him, so he can only serve him more carefully and diligently.
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When we got out of Penglai Palace, the sunlight was already slanting to the west, giving it a warm orange-red color, no longer the white color at noon.
The pavement of the imperial road is made flat and hard, and cars and horses will not stir up annoying dust when passing by. The high walls on both sides isolate the bustling crowds of cars and horses, making it quiet and lonely.
The wheels made a rolling sound as they rolled over the imperial road, and the monotonous and thick sound of car bells spread into the blue sky.
Huanxuan closed his eyes and leaned against the car wall.
Since the eldest brother died and my mother became a monk, entering the palace has become a tiring task.
Meeting Ruan Yuewei by chance today made things even worse.
He was taken to the Queen Mother's Anfu Palace as soon as he was born. The Queen Mother was not the emperor's biological mother, and she was even more estranged from the Queen. Naturally, she had no feelings for him, a grandson who was not connected by blood, and she didn't like him disturbing her. .
Except for sleeping in the morning and dusk, he rarely saw his grandmother. Looking back now, he couldn't even remember her face clearly.
Anfu Palace was far away from the queen's palace. He and his two brothers could not communicate frequently. In addition, the queen mother did not like him running out. Besides the palace servants and eunuchs, he had no playmates until Ruan Yuewei arrived.
Ruan Yuewei is the grand-niece of the Queen Mother. According to a certain Taoist, she was born with the life of a phoenix. However, she is destined to be a disaster, so she must be raised by someone with an extremely noble fate.
Now Huanxuan naturally knew that this was just an excuse. The Ruan family sent their daughter to the Queen Mother for education because it was the Crown Prince's concubine's idea. This was Sima Zhao's intention and everyone knew it.
"But Huanxuan was just an ignorant child who had just started to learn things. He didn't know the twists and turns of these adults. He was just happy that he finally had a playmate.
No matter why Ruan Yuewei entered the palace, the most carefree time in his life was spent with her.
He pinched his eyebrows, sat upright, and said to the outside of the car: "Where are you?"
The chamberlain stepped forward and said through the curtain of the carriage: "Reporting to Your Highness, we are almost past Changlefang. If we go forward about twenty steps and turn eastward, we will reach the palace."
Huan Xuanzhong leaned back on the carriage and closed his eyes.
As soon as he closed his eyes, the scene just now appeared in front of his eyes. The white gauze was fluttering in the breeze, and the beautiful face under the gauze was looming.
There is also a pair of gentle black pupils under the veil, and the eye waves are softer than the spring waves in March.
Suddenly, another pair of eyes appeared in his mind.
The color of his pupils is slightly lighter, almost amber. When he stares at him in the candlelight, the fire in his eyes is hotter than the candlelight.
His Adam's apple moved slightly.
The autumn wind suddenly picked up, causing the brocade curtains to fly and slap against the oil wall.
Huanxuan felt an unspeakable irritation in his heart.
He rubbed his forehead, as if he could drive those eyes out of his mind.
The carriage drove to the red gate of the halberd and stopped.
Gao Mai bowed outside the car and said, "Your Highness, the palace has arrived."
Huanxuan still sat motionless in the car.
"Your Highness?" Gao Mai called out cautiously again.
Huanxuan pinched his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "Go to Chang'anfang." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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