Leader Lan Palace
Chapter 1333 Volume 4 8 Dreaming
Chapter 1333: A Dream (8 More)
In Yongshou Palace, the most difficult thing for Wanxi is to talk to Yuhan about her demotion.
Yuhan heard this, but just bowed his head lightly, "Master, you don't have to be like this, the slave understands. In fact, the slave has been in the Yongshou Palace for these years, but he has not been able to help the master. It has always been the jade pot, jade Ye and Yurui have done the most. The slave is just relying on a little seniority to be valued by the master."
"Master, don't make things difficult. In fact, the slave is also happy for the master. Although Wu Niu has just returned to the palace, since she and the master have been like sisters since they were young, she must be like Yu Ye, and she can devote herself wholeheartedly to the master. Then it must be She is much more powerful than the slave, and the slave should also give up the position of this first-class woman."
Yuhan's words made Wanxi feel bitter in her heart.
Can Wu Niu really be like Yu Ye?She herself did not dare to draw such a conclusion lightly.But at this moment, in front of Yuhan, she could only swallow the bitterness and couldn't elaborate.
In the evening, after swallowing a few mouthfuls of pastry, Wanxi lay down with her clothes on.
Mistyly, she still fell into a dream, dreaming of the little dirt dog she raised when she was a child.She quickly ran over to hug her, and asked mutteringly, "... Where's Mao Tuan'er?"
This "Mao Tuan'er" was not called Mao Tuan'er in the palace, but the little Chuan'er that her little dog "stole people" gave birth to.When the little soil dog died that year, that little hairball also died together.Therefore, she only saw the little earth dog in her dream, so she instinctively asked about the whereabouts of that little string.
They should be together, mother and child.
But she didn't expect that she was woken up by a slap. Seeing that her arms were empty, she didn't ask Xiao Chuaner, and even the little dog disappeared.
She felt unspeakably uncomfortable in her heart, so she lost her temper, grabbed the pillow and threw it down regardless.
She thought it was Yu Ye who was keeping watch at night to wake her up.
"What do you think? About Wu Niu, I've said it, so let's do it, don't be silly!"
.
The pillow fell, but a soft hum rose in the night.
Unruly and arrogant.
As soon as Wanxi heard something was wrong, she quickly sat up and stared at the past.
A corner of it was bright yellow in the night, and it shone under the dark blue uniform jacket like the night.
Wanxi hurriedly went down to pay her respects: "I don't know it's the emperor..."
He raised his head and looked hard at the face in the night: "The emperor is back?"
The emperor snorted, and then lit the candle himself: "This time, in my dream, I kept calling Mao Tuan'er instead of talking, and even hit the Lord with a pillow, huh? I haven't seen you for a few days, and my temper is good again!"
Wanxi hurriedly stepped forward and rubbed it disregarding her face: "Where did you hit the middle master, the slave rubbed it."
The emperor took her hand and said, "Explain it to the master first, what do you want to do by calling Mao Tuan'er in the dream!"
Wanxi smiled guiltyly: "Master, I'm thinking wrong again. The slave is not calling the hair ball outside the window, but the little dog's cub when I was a child."
Fortunately, I told the emperor before, otherwise I really don't know how to explain it tonight.
Only then did the emperor feel relieved, and snorted: "Why is the master not here, you just miss that dirt dog...?"
What kind of words are these? Wanxi was amused.
"...Are you tired?" She carefully changed the topic, knelt down and dragged the emperor's boots with her own hands.
In midsummer and August, although the emperor wore breathable robes, he was still sweating a lot after all.
After taking off his boots, the emperor relaxed a little, and sighed softly: "Prince Chaoyong of the Khalkha tribe, Cering died in February, and he ordered Bellorobuzang to act as Deputy General Zuo of Dingbian. The son of Prince Chaoyong, Cheng Gunzha Now that Bu is the successor of the prince, the Lord will hand over the position of Dingbian Zuo Deputy General to Cheng Gunzabu."
"Nowadays there is civil strife in Junggar, Dingbian Zuo Deputy General holds a very important position, so I have to summon Cheng Kunzabu face to face, so that I can feel at ease."
and also.
(End of this chapter)
In Yongshou Palace, the most difficult thing for Wanxi is to talk to Yuhan about her demotion.
Yuhan heard this, but just bowed his head lightly, "Master, you don't have to be like this, the slave understands. In fact, the slave has been in the Yongshou Palace for these years, but he has not been able to help the master. It has always been the jade pot, jade Ye and Yurui have done the most. The slave is just relying on a little seniority to be valued by the master."
"Master, don't make things difficult. In fact, the slave is also happy for the master. Although Wu Niu has just returned to the palace, since she and the master have been like sisters since they were young, she must be like Yu Ye, and she can devote herself wholeheartedly to the master. Then it must be She is much more powerful than the slave, and the slave should also give up the position of this first-class woman."
Yuhan's words made Wanxi feel bitter in her heart.
Can Wu Niu really be like Yu Ye?She herself did not dare to draw such a conclusion lightly.But at this moment, in front of Yuhan, she could only swallow the bitterness and couldn't elaborate.
In the evening, after swallowing a few mouthfuls of pastry, Wanxi lay down with her clothes on.
Mistyly, she still fell into a dream, dreaming of the little dirt dog she raised when she was a child.She quickly ran over to hug her, and asked mutteringly, "... Where's Mao Tuan'er?"
This "Mao Tuan'er" was not called Mao Tuan'er in the palace, but the little Chuan'er that her little dog "stole people" gave birth to.When the little soil dog died that year, that little hairball also died together.Therefore, she only saw the little earth dog in her dream, so she instinctively asked about the whereabouts of that little string.
They should be together, mother and child.
But she didn't expect that she was woken up by a slap. Seeing that her arms were empty, she didn't ask Xiao Chuaner, and even the little dog disappeared.
She felt unspeakably uncomfortable in her heart, so she lost her temper, grabbed the pillow and threw it down regardless.
She thought it was Yu Ye who was keeping watch at night to wake her up.
"What do you think? About Wu Niu, I've said it, so let's do it, don't be silly!"
.
The pillow fell, but a soft hum rose in the night.
Unruly and arrogant.
As soon as Wanxi heard something was wrong, she quickly sat up and stared at the past.
A corner of it was bright yellow in the night, and it shone under the dark blue uniform jacket like the night.
Wanxi hurriedly went down to pay her respects: "I don't know it's the emperor..."
He raised his head and looked hard at the face in the night: "The emperor is back?"
The emperor snorted, and then lit the candle himself: "This time, in my dream, I kept calling Mao Tuan'er instead of talking, and even hit the Lord with a pillow, huh? I haven't seen you for a few days, and my temper is good again!"
Wanxi hurriedly stepped forward and rubbed it disregarding her face: "Where did you hit the middle master, the slave rubbed it."
The emperor took her hand and said, "Explain it to the master first, what do you want to do by calling Mao Tuan'er in the dream!"
Wanxi smiled guiltyly: "Master, I'm thinking wrong again. The slave is not calling the hair ball outside the window, but the little dog's cub when I was a child."
Fortunately, I told the emperor before, otherwise I really don't know how to explain it tonight.
Only then did the emperor feel relieved, and snorted: "Why is the master not here, you just miss that dirt dog...?"
What kind of words are these? Wanxi was amused.
"...Are you tired?" She carefully changed the topic, knelt down and dragged the emperor's boots with her own hands.
In midsummer and August, although the emperor wore breathable robes, he was still sweating a lot after all.
After taking off his boots, the emperor relaxed a little, and sighed softly: "Prince Chaoyong of the Khalkha tribe, Cering died in February, and he ordered Bellorobuzang to act as Deputy General Zuo of Dingbian. The son of Prince Chaoyong, Cheng Gunzha Now that Bu is the successor of the prince, the Lord will hand over the position of Dingbian Zuo Deputy General to Cheng Gunzabu."
"Nowadays there is civil strife in Junggar, Dingbian Zuo Deputy General holds a very important position, so I have to summon Cheng Kunzabu face to face, so that I can feel at ease."
and also.
(End of this chapter)
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