After the new widow, I became a tyrant's tender outer chamber

Chapter 253
The next day, when the morning light was only twilight, Ruan Yuyi was woken up by birdsong outside the window, and she fell into her dream piece by piece, which didn't seem real.

After eating and distributing food yesterday, the palace has regained some vitality.

Hearing the rubbing of clothes inside, Mu Xiang knew that the young lady had woken up, so she lifted the soft curtain and went in to wash and change her clothes.

As she was pulling her hair back, she suddenly heard chirping from outside the window. She pressed Mu Xiang's hand, looked at her figure in the bronze mirror, and asked, "Did you hear another bird chirping?"

Mu Xiang froze the movement of her hands, and glanced at the window, the bird seemed to respond, and cooed again.

"Yes, probably pigeons."

That sound seemed to be calling at the tip of her heart, Ruan Yuyi seemed to hear someone calling, and got up involuntarily.Her black hair was only partly pulled back, and a few locks of black hair fell down, outlining her jade-white face.

"Hey, Miss!" Mu Xiang followed with the comb still in her hand.
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Sure enough, there was a pigeon under the window, its whole body was snow-white, maybe the door and window were not open, so it could only keep flopping on the window.

Ruan Yuyi stretched out her hands, trying to hug it.This little guy is quite human, he nestled in her palm obediently, and he didn't scream or make trouble.

She lightly stroked the little head of the ground pigeon, and it cooed twice and flinched.

"It's good now, lunch is settled." Mu Xiang joked.

I don't know if the pigeon understood or what, it flapped its wings and flew into the air.Ruan Yuyi exclaimed, slightly raised her head to look at it, but saw that something seemed to be tied to its feet.

It is so high that even wooden ladders cannot reach it.She thought for a while, tried to wave to it, and called, "Come down."

The pigeon really landed, with its wings flapping, it landed on her shoulder exactly like a white cloud.She was a little surprised, touched it down, and untied the note on its foot.

This note seemed to be cut from a piece of paper, with some frayed fluff on the edges, and on it was only written in Luan Piao Feng Bo's handwriting, with the words "Recently Ke'an" written on it.

She clutched the note of unknown origin and looked into the distance.

How is Ann?
She thought, facing such a simple but sharp greeting, she could no longer hide her emotions.

She used to pay attention to keeping a distance from Jiang Huaiyang, even if she was moved, she could wake up and withdraw immediately, she thought it was under her control.But she is not a sage, how can she not be emotional?
Then she and that person can go on like this forever.When she was married for the first time, she had imagined that she would be like a sister, but Cheng Xingqiu couldn't give it to her.

The light in her heart was about to go out when someone caught the last spark.

She was cautious, joyful, and a little bit tentatively ignited.But before she could warm her body, she found that she couldn't find anyone to shield her from the wind.

At this moment, she suddenly realized.The person who shielded her from the wind not only gave her a hand in the dark, but also tried to extinguish her spark.He is not only her husband, but also the monarch of the world.

No matter whether he really has a newcomer by his side or not, he will not be alone in the future, nor will he be alone with You'er as a little nephew.

She was just wishful thinking, a big dream.

When she woke up, she was still alone, in a precarious state.

With tears in her eyes, Ruan Yuyi lowered her eyelashes slightly, trying to cover up.

The pigeon in her arms turned its head, "Coo?"

Mu Xiang squeezed the handkerchief, wiped away her tears little by little, and said softly, "My miss, this is all right, don't cry, what do you do if you break down from crying."

It's okay if no one comforts you, at most it's just licking the wound by yourself.As soon as someone comforted her, she felt that someone had seen her emotions, and she had something to rely on, so her grievances became more and more violent.

Her shoulders trembled slightly, the tip of her nose was blushing, and tears were streaming down her cheeks, so pitiful.

She didn't know what she was obsessed with, she knew to take it from the beginning, but she still stuck in it regardless.In the end, what did she get?Is it the death of the wood spirit, her trap, or the unpredictable life and death targeted by the empress dowager?

Finally stopped a little bit, Ruan Yuyi handed the pigeon to Mu Xiang, stroked its head with two fingers, "Wait for me for a while."

The two black beans stared at her, and Mu Xiang carried her into the house together, watching her laying paper and rubbing ink, watching her unable to write for a long time, watching the ink stains blurred by tears.

After finishing writing, she put down the pen, folded the rice paper, and stuffed it back to the original place where the letter was placed on the pigeon.
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The pigeon fluttered and soared into the sky, relying on the wind to go all the way to the outside of the palace.

Underneath it is the street market, full of traffic, the population is prosperous, and the fallen flowers are scattered everywhere.After a few streets, and then to the east, is the river bank.

It found a small boat and precisely landed on the young master sitting cross-legged in the bow.

Wearing a terrifying exorcism mask, this person stroked the pigeon's body, "Xiao Hei, are you back?" His voice was low, and it sounded like he was not in a good mood.

The pigeon cooed twice, and stepped on his palm twice with one paw, as if signaling him to read the letter.

Ruan Zhuoxin took out a note from the small cylinder tied to its feet. After seeing the writing and tears on it, his face darkened, and a storm was brewing in his eyes.It's just that there is a mask covering it, and it looks no different from ordinary.

The pigeon seemed to feel something, jumped off his forearm, landed on the edge of the boat, thought, jumped a few steps back, thought again, jumped a few more steps.

He crumpled the thin rice paper into a ball in the palm of his hand, and was furious. He was about to throw it into the water, but after a second thought, it was written by his younger sister, so he folded it carefully and put it in the skirt of his clothes.

He stabilized his emotions and raised his voice, "Old man, please hurry up."

"Hey, okay!" The boatman raised his voice and responded.
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Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Jiang Huaiyang had a stack of memorials in his hand, and after looking at them for too long, his eyes became a little dry.

The palace maid kneeling on the ground lowered her hands, and clearly reported the situation in Chang'an Palace, "—the empress also asked for flour, and made cakes with Aunt Mu Xiang, and she wanted to send some to Concubine Rong..."

He rubbed the center of his brows with his fingers, and interrupted, "Tell her not to send it away." It would be a good thing if her people also contracted the disease at that time.

"Yes."

"You go and report to her, I will go to her place later." Thinking of the little lady's smile, the words in front of her eyes seem to be quite pleasing to the eye.

The maid's heart tightened slightly, her mind went blank, she only had one thought in her mind: to stop the new emperor.Her lips pursed, and she said after a long time, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid your majesty is falling asleep right now."

Jiang Huaiyang glanced at her, "So what." He didn't say he wanted to wake her up.

The palace maid lowered her head again and again, not daring to say anything, but her heart was already in a mess.

"Go down."

"Yes."

As if she had received amnesty, she left the Hall of Mental Cultivation, walked around Chang'an Palace, and then walked towards the Palace of Compassion.

Not long after the maidservant left, the chief guard from the south gate rushed in in a panic. When he crossed the threshold, he almost tripped and fell. He didn't have the usual dignified appearance in front of his subordinates.

Wen Zhi was not paying attention at the back, didn't stop anyone, and hurriedly followed in.

He frowned and cast a glance.

But the chief guard said, "Your Majesty, there is a man wearing a Nuo mask breaking into the palace. You guys... really can't stop him."

(End of this chapter)