Dong Gong Mei

The father and son knelt down under the throne one after the other, and Cao De personally held the seal and went over, exhorting warmly to do his duty and serve the court.

The emperor paid attention to the two of them, so he took a few more glances.

Fighting is not difficult, but governing an army is difficult.

The Liangzhou army had always been in the hands of the queen mother, and the prince suddenly took over, and the army was inevitably uneasy, and the prince's main focus was to take care of government affairs, and it was impossible to stare at the soldiers every day. In this case, it is indeed a reliable choice It is enough to put people in the army.

But, why did you choose Zhao Zijing?
Thinking of the scene that just happened, the emperor inevitably thought about it again——

Could it be that this kid is really as trapped in an affair as Gu Yong worried?
The emperor narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhao Xiwei.

She's already a waste concubine, so she can't be re-canonized!What's more, the girl from the Gu family...

The emperor's heart sank, and he turned his eyes to Gu Yuci again.

This girl has suffered so much humiliation. If she doesn't give her a name, she will be a little sorry.

Thinking of this, the emperor waved his hand gently.

Cao De hurriedly listened to him: "What's your majesty's order?"

"Yeah." The emperor took a sip of wine and asked, "Have you prepared everything?"

"It's ready!" Cao De replied with a smile, "Just wait for His Majesty's order, and the servant will send someone to fetch it immediately." With a secret glance, he turned around on the Crown Prince, "It's just... this matter has not yet been approved by His Highness. , hastily issued an decree, I'm afraid it is..."

"Huh?" The emperor's face became stern, "I am his father and emperor in the marriage of children, so I can't even decide this?"

"Yes..." Cao De shrank his neck and hurriedly bowed down.

After rewarding the three armies and canonizing soldiers, the ceremonial officer once again held up the brocade and sang the next part of the banquet - the gift of wine.

The soothing music flowed out from behind the curtain, the maids filed in through the side door, and the sweet and mellow wine was brought up.

In the midst of singing and dancing, all intrigues and deceit have been swept away, and only the prosperity of the prosperous world in which the government is connected with people and the ruler and ministers are happy together.

Zhao Xiwei sat in the seat, looking at the glass cup in front of him, his thoughts drifted a little far.

Is it all over?

The emperor has no worries, the crown prince has no obstacles in the way, and the Zhao family... Judging from this situation, there should be no danger.

Even if Zhao Ziyi is no longer reused in the future, with the third uncle in charge of military power, the family will not be defeated.

everything is fine.

And she...

When I was lost, a timid voice suddenly came from my ear: "Sister doesn't like drinking? This chicken soup is just here. It tastes very fresh and sweet, can you try it?"

Zhao Xi raised his eyes slightly in surprise, and saw a young girl smiling flatteringly at him.

Plain gauze, green skirt, the style is not good-looking, the fabric is not exquisite, and even looks a little cheap, but when she wears it, there is an indescribable freshness and naturalness.

Small house jasper.

At first glance, these four words popped out of Zhao Xiwei's mind.

Taking a second look, Zhao Xiwei suddenly returned to his senses: "Miss He?"

There are many people with the surname He in Beijing, but not many ministers with the surname He.

Of course, there is only one person who can sit here and accept the emperor's gift of wine—that is, Zhan Shi He Kui in the East Palace.

This girl He is naturally He Kui's daughter, He Manzhi.

Zhao Xiwei was not familiar with her.

I had met only a few times at the beginning, and I had heard some rumors that He Kui had intended to send his daughter to the East Palace.Many people said that it was impossible. First, He Kui came from an ordinary background, and his family background was not obvious. Second, He Manzhi was not a direct descendant. How could a concubine marry into the East Palace and become a princess?

But later, it was really a concubine who married into the East Palace, but it was not He Manzhi.

He Manzhi's appearance is not particularly beautiful, and his talent is not very outstanding. In addition, he has a vulgar and ignorant mother, so he is very despised in the circle of noble girls in Beijing.

Perhaps she knew she was in an embarrassing situation, so she rarely interacted with anyone. This time, she took the initiative to strike up a conversation. Although she tried her best to hide her shyness, she still unconsciously reddened her ears.

Zhao Xiwei was in a bad mood and didn't want to chat, but seeing that she looked like a frightened deer, she asked casually, "What's wrong?"

He Manzhi was even more nervous when he asked the three words lukewarm.

"Sister Wei, I, I..." She pulled her handkerchief embarrassedly, and hesitantly said, "I have something I want to tell you."

Zhao Xiwei looked at the room subconsciously, and asked boredly, "What's the matter?"

The wives held wine glasses and toasted the old lady with smiles on their faces. The old lady drank two more glasses, and her face was radiant, as if she was more than ten years younger.Xu Yunjiao and the third lady were returning their greetings, while Zhao Chengyan was playing Feihua Ling with her two younger sisters and other ladies from aristocratic families.

Not far from the opposite side, the emperor and ministers were enjoying singing and dancing.

As for Li Xuanye...

Zhao Xiwei didn't look at it on purpose, but only when his eyes passed quickly did he realize that he had been staring at him.

Her eyes met, she was defenseless, like a small beast, slamming into his eyes as deep as the galaxy.

She resisted and moved away like lightning.

But he was reluctant, his eyes changed from exploring to blocking.

She never knew that he had such a pair of clingy eyes, like a net that binds the immortals, and trapped her densely with mahjong. Even if he didn't say a word, it was inexplicable that he was staring at him in front of so many people. Ambiguous breath surging.

He has always been like this. Beneath his introverted and deep appearance is a bright heart.

The art of the emperor needs to cover up the desire for love, but he can't wait to make his feelings known to the public.

But what's the use of that?
What she lost will never come back.

The blood that soaked her dress, the pain piercing her bone marrow, the boundless cold of the dark night, and the tears she couldn't cry... These are the taboos in her life, she doesn't want to mention it, don't want to think about it, don't want to bump.

If you sink again, you will repeat the same mistakes.

If it was said that the previous open and secret battles had not allowed her to truly understand what bloody was.

Then this time, it is killing invisibly.

Her child died from her innocence.

Also died of his deepness.

If she is not pushed to the battlefield of this palace change, if...

Forget it, even if time goes back, what can she do?

Does she have a choice?

From the moment he decided to abolish her position, all this was irreversible.

Zhao Xi shook his head slightly, and cut off his thoughts decisively and indifferently.

She has not shed a single tear since the incident that day.

People's hearts can change.

She doesn't know if he has changed, but she knows that she has changed.

"I only tell my elder sister about this, and my elder sister must not let others know that I said it." He Manzhi bit his lip and lowered his voice: "The new crown princess has been chosen, yes, it is Gu Yu. resign."

The new crown princess, the candidate, Gu Yuci.

A few short words, pierced straight into the eardrum.