There is a big sister in the harem

Chapter 69

"Oh? Where is he now?" Gu Ye's eyes lit up, showing some interest.

Mo Chenli's attainments are already perfect, Concubine Feng read it, but she also became curious about his master.

"Go back to the emperor, the master is outside the palace."

"Please come in." Gu Yezi's complexion has recovered, and Feng Feiyue stands behind him, her eyes follow the footsteps outside.

Since she was Mo Chenli's master, she thought that he would be a gray-haired old man, or a fairy-like person, until her eyes lit up, and Concubine Feng Yue regained her senses.The visitor was dressed in Confucian white, he felt the same as Mo Chenli, his face was handsome and steady.She was only [-] years old, and the wind was blowing under her feet, carrying an aura that was different from that in the palace.

Concubine Feng took a deep breath, yes, it was an exceptionally natural freshness.

"Caomin Moxiu sees the emperor." He bowed, with an unrestrained arrogance on his face.

"Don't be too polite, get up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The man stood on the side neither humble nor overbearing. Gu Ye saw that the two seemed alike, so he couldn't help but ask, "Doctor Mo is the same as the respected teacher, but there is only a master-student relationship?"

Official Mo Chen smiled warmly, and then said, "Master, he is also my uncle. Twenty years ago, he was the youngest prince of the Yun Dynasty."

That being said, there is a connection.Mo Chenli went on to say, "Master has spent his whole life traveling around for Yun Chao. Now, he hopes to stay in Xuan Dynasty just like my minister, so it can be regarded as doing his part for Yun Chao."

As soon as these words came out, even Feng Feiyue couldn't help being stunned, and Gu Ye picked up the purple sand cup on the table, "Wei Yunchao...it's okay, stay in your own country, isn't it, you are as willing as Doctor Mo , reduced to a proton?"

Mo Xiu raised his head, his handsome face did not appear to be humble as it should be, he clasped his fists in his hands, and the words he said landed loudly. "As a citizen of Yunchao, I must do my best for Yunchao, give up one person, and fulfill the promise of respecting the king and not invading Yunchao in this life. The grassroots think it is worth it. Besides, the grassroots naturally love to refine alchemy and cure poison. Mo Chenli is not only the apprentice of the grassroots, He is also a like-minded person, Cao Min, who is willing to stay for him. At present, Cao Min intends to write a medical book, which also needs his help."

The man's voluntary defection must be a wish for Gu Yezi, Mo Chenli was also moved by his words, and begged for mercy.

"Okay, from now on, you and Doctor Mo will be together. I'll be the one to talk about my ugly words, but I'm the only master of yours."

"Yes." He replied with all his mouth, his eyes darkened, hiding extremely deeply.

After everyone retreated, Concubine Feng Yue looked outside thoughtfully, "Do you really believe him?"

The emperor embraced her, his eyes were sharp, his tone was still vicious, but he said very plainly, "He dares to play tricks, I want him to be buried with Yun Chao!"

That night.

Five-colored auspicious clouds appeared in the sky. It should have been a magnificent sun, but outside, the snow fell on the ground like goose feathers, illuminated by the golden clouds, and it seemed to be a bloody mess.

Vaguely, it seems that something is about to happen.

The strong wind blew, whistling... It blew open a tightly closed palace door with a door leaf engraved with a hundred phoenixes, it hit the wall with a bang, and was retracted heavily.

"Who?" A trembling voice came from inside.

In front of Ci'an Hall, a tall and tall figure stood in the center, behind him was a vast expanse of whiteness, the man's figure was cold, the silhouette was pulled out of the old man, and cast on the woman's straight back.

Directly in front of her was a carved bronze mirror. Under the dim yellow gauze lamp, her complexion was tense and her shoulders were raised. She heard a series of footsteps behind her. After closing the palace door, he strode forward and left.

The urgency was so unbearable that the Queen Mother's hands trembled, and the footsteps behind her were getting closer. She swung the comb and hurriedly called out, "Come here... yes..."

"Hmm..." Her mouth was tightly covered, and she was terrified, grabbing the back of the man's hand with both hands, bloodstains were drawn on her sharp nails, and her legs were even more intent on kicking the man behind her.

"Lan'er!" His voice, a little annoyed, bit her ear, warm and affectionate.

That voice...

The Eastern Empress Dowager's almond-shaped eyes were wide open, and her struggling movement stopped for an instant, she stood on tiptoe, lost her fulcrum, and leaned against the man's chest.

"I let go, you must not make a sound."

She nodded, breathing irregularly.

With the big palm retracted, the man didn't back away, and his hands were placed in front of her, tightly restraining her.Feeling the familiar breath, the Queen Mother tilted her head back and rested her shoulder on his shoulder, "I thought I would never see you again."

The man Heisui's eyes were full of pity, and his voice carried the warmth that enveloped her, "I'm back, to accompany you, exhausted in this deep palace."

The Empress Dowager Dong was stunned, she opened her mouth, burst into tears, and couldn't control her emotions, "You should go far away, never, never step here."

"I said, I will be where you are. I...have left you once." The man's voice was hoarse, and he stretched his arms across, pressing her whole body into his chest, and buried his head in the neck of the Queen Mother.

She grabbed the man's arm with both hands, and with ten fingers, she pinched deeply into his bronze-colored skin, deep enough to see blood.

"Laner... Laner..." The man whispered over and over again, tirelessly.

The woman nodded incessantly, tears streaming down her face. In the quiet and empty hall, there was only the name he chanted repeatedly. This was the boudoir name of the Eastern Empress Dowager, and even the first emperor didn't know it.

From the beginning to the end, he never made her turn around, nor did she look back at him...

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and the two shadows are in pairs, overlapping together...

The antidote was quickly refined, and not long after Gu Yezi took it, the toxins in his body were completely detoxified, and he felt refreshed, as if he were a different person from before.

Official Mo Chen and Mo Xiu spent the whole day in the alchemy room, it seemed that they were busier than before.

Li Yan and Yuqiao were holding silk tributes from other parties for Concubine Feng to read and choose. Looking at the dazzling patterns on the table, she stroked the silk and said, "Could it be that there is only this color?"

"Back to your empress." Yuqiao scrambled forward and said with a smile on his face, "Purple and red are only affordable for you, your empress. One color represents the degree of favor. Looking at today's harem, You are the only one who can match this bright red and purple color. Besides, the emperor personally ordered the Ministry of Internal Affairs to send it."

Feng Feiyue felt the water-like touch under her palm, which was gorgeous but not vulgar, she could accept it.

There was a backlog of court affairs, and the emperor had been busy for several days in a row. Even though it was late at night, he was still in the Golden Luan Hall, reviewing memorials with a lamp in his hand.

A row of small footprints stepped forward. He frowned and meditated, propping his forehead with one hand, and did not raise his head until the figure came to the side.

"Your Majesty..." Shi Jieyu put the tray in her hand on the table, "It's late at night, you should pay attention to the dragon's body."

He rubbed his sore and swollen eye sockets, and all his tiredness showed, "Why haven't you rested yet?"

When the woman heard this, her eyes were slightly astringent, and the corners of her lips were a little lonely, "I'm used to it, my concubine."

He was stunned by the hands he was rubbing, and slowly raised his head. Shi Jieyu turned around with an excuse, quietly wiped away the tears that slipped from the corners of his eyes, picked up the celadon bowl and said, "This is specially prepared by my concubine for the emperor. I bought your favorite sweet-scented osmanthus."

Her thoughts are so meticulous, this preference, even the imperial dining room has never been aware of it.

He stretched out his hand to pick it up, but the woman thought for a while, then withdrew her hand, scooped up a spoon and handed it to his mouth, "Chen Qie feeds you."

Seeing her serious expression, Gu Yezi opened her mouth and swallowed the mouthful of lotus seed soup when she remembered her negligence in the past few days.Sweet but not greasy, the taste is just right.

"Yi Ting..." The name was only mentioned when the two of them were alone.

Upon hearing this, Shi Jieyu's eyes turned red again, she sniffed, and turned her face away, "Your Majesty, there is no need to say anything."

In the end, her heart softened, Gu Yezi stretched out her hand, and embraced the woman, she staggered down and sat on his legs.The big palm brushed away the broken hair on her forehead, and the woman's small face became more and more thin. "It's because I didn't treat you well."

"No..." She shook her head, her body was unsteady, and she pulled his front skirt, "I didn't regret it when I came out of Huansha Palace."

Her expression was mournful, and her body seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, as light as a dead leaf. Three thousand strands of hair hung on the emperor's wrist, and she was always leaning on the throne, weak and weak. "In my heart, you will always be different."

There were tears in her eyes, which were crystal clear, but the shadow in front of her was already blurred. Shi Jieyu rested her head on the emperor's chest, "With the words of the emperor, I will not fight for anything."

She didn't fight for anything.

Gu Yezi felt sorry for her more and more, the amber color in her eyes turned intense, the woman pursed her lower lip, and by doing so, said weakly, boldly, "The queen..."

The man's handsome face sank, and as he stroked her palm, it also became cold, "Yue'er is different from you."

Her complexion was slightly stiff, and the loss in the depths of her eyes became more and more obvious.

Seeing her ignorant and forbearing, Gu Yezi didn't dare to fight, but rather, didn't fight.

"Yi Ting, stay by my side." Seeing her clouded eyes, the man stretched out his hand and wiped away her tears, "You are too quiet, I just want to give you a piece of beauty."

Shi Jieyu tightly grasped the hand holding his robe, smelling it, she was extremely moved, she got up desperately, met the corner of the man's mouth with her diamond lips, and pressed it deeply.

Gu Ye was a little bit astonished, but she didn't back away. Shi Jieyu clasped her hands together, leaned closer, and put the tip of her tongue into his mouth timidly and tentatively.

Seen from a distance, this scene is extremely harmonious. On the chair resting on top of tens of thousands of people is the emperor sitting on the top of the world. The person in his arms is shy and bright, embracing in the most natural way. Buried, the coldness on the side also smoothed a bit.

"Queen..." Outside the hall, the eunuch saluted uncomfortably.

Looking at the eunuch who was about to report, Feng Feiyue stopped her with her hand. Li Yan's hand holding the tray seemed to be trembling faintly.

(End of this chapter)