Mrs. Xuan Hua knew Yang Jian and knew that he didn't like to shirk or argue, so she just bowed her head and admitted her mistake. Otherwise, the consequences would be even more serious.

Sure enough, Yang Jian's eyes dissipated and he stopped scolding him. Mrs. Xuanhua was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but he heard an increasingly angry voice saying: "You women, except Mrs. Ronghua and Concubine Shu, will all be suspended for one month. They will all be taken back for me, face the wall and think about their mistakes. They will not go out without any trouble. Those who violate the crime will be punished twenty times."

Mrs. Xuanhua fell to the ground, looked at the woman on the phoenix couch, cursing in her heart, her eyes full of viciousness and disgust. She attributed all the shame to Dugu Jialuo.

After a while, Empress Dowager Lu said, "Forget it, let's go back. From tomorrow on, you will copy Buddhist scriptures and feed the queen blessings, but you will understand?"

All the concubines bowed their heads and said, "I will remember it."

Queen Mother Lu nodded with satisfaction, then waved her hand and said, "Huanzhu, take them down."

Upon hearing this, Huanzhu led the crowd to the gate of the hall. Soon, she returned to the hall and stood respectfully beside Empress Dowager Lu.

After a long time, Empress Dowager Lu stroked her forehead and stood up and said, "The Ai family is exhausted. It's time to rest in the snow palace. It's getting late. The emperor will also go back to the Sanqing Palace to rest. The queen will be taken care of by her maid Mu Qiu. The imperial physician is also in the side hall. The emperor can rest assured."

Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "My son understand."

Empress Dowager Lu held Huan Zhu's hand and left Fengqi Palace. After a moment, Yang Jian also rode his shoulder chariot back to Sanqing Palace.

In the hall, the fiery red candlelight swayed gently, a gust of cold wind sneaked in, the red gauze drifted, and the silence was quiet.

In the darkness, a white figure in the moon jumped into the hall from the window. With the candlelight, she finally saw her on the phoenix couch.

His eyes stagnated slightly, and it was wrapped around her heart. The light red white gauze was dyed tightly. He finally couldn't help but reach out to stroke her pale face and constantly caressed her narrow eyes. His long and narrow eyes were full of care, and his hands gently slid to her tight eyebrows, and his fingertips were burning.

He took off the dragon-teng purple cloud pattern sack on his waist, took out a white petal, and put it on the woman's red lips.

The gentle eyes were a little more violent. The hands clenched with fists had blue veins, and the damn Yang Jian.

Suddenly, the woman on the couch moaned, he lowered his head and leaned against her lips. She could only hear her constantly calling the word "Linyuan" in a slightly hoarse voice.

Smile climbed up to her eyes, thoughts flew back to when she was fourteen years old.

In the past, the 50th birthday of the Emperor of Wei was the emperor who was seriously ill. As the most beloved prince, he was named Jingzhao Envoy and went to Wei to congratulate him.

At the night banquet in the palace, he left early with a slight illness. Under the slightly cold moonlight, he found a good place to drink the famous Wei State wine "Drunk Peach Blossoms". Because Wei State is located in the extremely cold realm, all flowers are difficult to grow, and this "Drunk Peach Blossoms" is made of peach blossoms.

Even if it is a thousand gold coins, it is hard to buy a little bit. It has a mellow taste and a long-lasting flavor. It has caused a sensation in various countries. With the death of the Empress of Wei, two precious songs in the world, "Love Heart", and the famous wine "Drunk Peach Blossoms" were buried in the loess. Now, the last five jars of "Drunk Peach Blossoms" in the world have been taken out to celebrate the fiftieth birthday. It can be seen that it has taken a lot of thought.

Jun Linyuan lay by an unknown river, quietly looking at the night sky, occasionally sipping in several sips.

Suddenly, a flute sound came from his ears, which was gentle and long, sometimes desolate, sometimes joyful, heart-wrenching, and helpless. He slowly closed his eyes, gently touched the warm jade wine pot with his fingertips, his eyebrows sometimes frowned, and sometimes crescent moons.

Just a song, Jun Linyuan raised his eyes and looked at the Baiyu Bridge on the bridge. That glance was enough to make him fall in love with him.

A sable cloak and a jade flute decorated with Ruyi silk ribbons, a woman who is fascinating to the whole country and has been in his lifelong memory.

There was a light flashing in his eyes, and his soul fell into her beautiful eyes full of smiles. It was the first time he had seen such bright and clear eyes deeply imprinted in his heart.

He turned over and jumped up and stood in front of her.

The woman was slightly stunned, and then smiled and said with a smile: "The eldest prince Jingzhao is so excited. After leaving the night banquet, I am drinking alone by the reed pond. Isn't I afraid that this princess will tell my father that you are false if it's a false alarm?" She raised the agate bracelet on her wrist, and her eyes were cleared.

Jun Linyuan smiled, "I believe that the princess will not do this."

"Why don't you be afraid of disappointment if you believe so?"

He sipped the wine and said, "How could the famous Princess of the Kingdom of Defense be such a person?"

The woman stroked the peacock blue tassel on her temples, raised her beautiful face as big as a palm and said, "It is rumored that the eldest prince Jingzhao is free and unrestrained, gentle, smart and wise. When I saw him today, it turns out to be so."

"The princess is a rude. When it comes to talent, I admire the princess very much. In comparison, Jun is not worth mentioning."

She held his white and generous palms and smiled: "Since I am worshipping you, how about I get drunk with this princess?"

"The princess is kind, so Jun is more respectful than obedient."

The woman let go of her hand, made an invitation, and said generously: "Big Prince, please."

The remaining warmth of her fingertips remained, and she couldn't help but lose her mind, and then smiled gently and followed the woman.

Under the deserted moonlight, one white and one purple, moving slowly.

The stars are bright, the water is clear, the road is bright, and the moon is shining in the rippling spring, as if dancing.

In Fuyao Pavilion, Jun Linyuan and Dugu Jialuo sat opposite each other. The milky white and warm jade table was filled with wine jars and wine glasses, all of which were aged wines. The rich aroma of wine drifted away in the air, refreshing the heart.

Dugu Jialuo put the long jade flute in his hand tightly on the stone table and smiled and said with a wry voice: "Since you are drinking, you don't have to stick to etiquette, it's best to have fun." His narrow and long eyes trembled slightly, as if they were asking for advice, but they were a little bit of bewitching.

Jun Linyuan was stunned for a moment, his eyes sluggishly, and soon returned to his free and unrestrained appearance. He nodded with a smile, then reached out to grab a jar of daughter Hong, who had been for twenty years, lifted the lid, raised his head, and swallowed all the wine into his stomach, very heroic and unrestrained. Seeing this, Dugu Jialuo's eyes were full of smiles.

After a long time, several jars of aged wine were empty, but Jun Linyuan was still unintoxicated.

Dugu Jialuo thought a little and asked, "I see that the eldest prince is drinking like a thousand cups. How dare I ask if the eldest prince drinks alcohol all the time?"

"Yes, wine and even treasures are used to relieve worries, sorrow, and cultivate mind and nature, or other." The tone was extremely light, but the loneliness in his eyes was unhidden. Jun Linyuan held the wine jar, then changed his tone and asked, "Everyone in the world said that the eldest prince of Jingzhao, Jun Linyuan, was kind-hearted, smart and quick-witted, and had an emperor's style. I wonder what the princess thinks?"

Dugu Jialuo lowered his head, rubbed the wine glass with his plain hands, and said carelessly: "The eldest prince was born to Prince Luo, the most beloved woman of Prince Jingzhao. Although Prince Luo died, Prince Jingzhao's favor for the prince did not decrease but increased. He intended to pass the throne to the prince, but the queen's party opposed you as the prince.

Therefore, the matter of Jingzhao was put on hold, but I still like you in my heart. This princess believes that Jingzhao's throne is the one you. Even if the empress's party stops it, it is still yours. Unfortunately, you have no intention of the throne, just because you hate Jingzhao... Forget this, I won't say this. This is the state affairs of Jingzhao, not the princess can discuss it. However, I mainly send a sentence to the eldest prince."

"Please say it."

"Don't be blinded by hatred. Even if it's hatred, it should be hated for people. What you should hate is not Emperor Jingzhao, but Empress Zuo Qianyou." Dugu Jialuo lowered his head and smiled, stood gracefully, waved his sleeves and stood beside Jun Linyuan, slowly leaning over to approach Jun Linyuan's ears, and said, "Big Prince, I have seen your ambition, I am the king of the world..."

Jun Linyuan smiled but didn't say anything, ignoring Dugu Jialuo's jokes, but just held the wine glass in his hand tightly and pondered Dugu Jialuo's words just now. In fact, he knew from the beginning that he hated the wrong person, but he had always been worried that his father had not dealt with Zuo Qianyou, so he hated him with his father, but now he has let go of him a lot.

After a moment, Jun Linyuan was about to thank Dugu Jialuo for his enlightenment, but saw her grab the wine glass from his hand and drink it all. He smiled and said, "It is suitable for drunkenness: it is suitable for drunkenness to daytime, to attack its light; it is suitable for drunkenness to nighttime, to eliminate its cleanliness; it is suitable for drunkenness to heat up, to restore its cleanliness; it is suitable for drunkenness to fall in love with autumn, to make it refreshing. In the future, it is better to drink less. Drunk by drunkenness to make things hurt your body. Don't be greedy for pleasure and forget your responsibility."

The air was cold, and the music that had not stopped in the Shouhuang Palace was transmitted into his ears through the floating air.

When Jun Linyuan recovered from his consciousness, he was the only one left in Fuyao Pavilion. The remaining wine was still warm and white mist appeared and melted into the air. A ring was lying on the messy warm jade table. He reached into his palm, and the cold temperature reached the bottom of his heart.

In the faint light, only the man in white was left, leaving rows of footprints of varying depths in the snow.

A few days later, Jun Linyuan received a urgent edict to return to his country. That day, the weather was extremely bad, with sand and gravel flying, snow flying, and the biting cold wind making it difficult to open your eyes.

He was still wearing a white brocade robe, sitting in a luxurious carriage, isolating everything, without cold wind or snow. But he couldn't help but lift the curtain and look at the city tower, the woman wearing a sable cloak fell into his eyes, and never forgot it.

On the moonlit night of the Palace and Shang Dynasty, wine was boiled on Gaoting, and the fate was destroyed, and the life was bumpy.

The dull humming pulled Jun Linyuan back to reality, and the soft footsteps came into his ears.

He fell a kiss on her eyebrows, deep infatuation, gentle and affectionate, as long as a lifetime.

The man in white brocade clothes jumped over the window and disappeared into the darkness, and the fiery red candlelight still swayed.

The stars are moving, the long night suddenly fades, and the sun shines sparsely on the ground.

In Fengqi Palace, Empress Dowager Lu wiped Dugu Jialu's hands while sitting beside the phoenix bed, with a little exploration in her eyes. Suddenly, Dugu Jialu, who had a high fever, began to murmur.

"No, mother, no...no...no."

Queen Mother Lu was stunned at first, then shook Dugu Jialuo's hand, and choked and said, "It's the mother's fault, don't blame the mother, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." The real lady serves online and helps you find books to chat with you. Please wait for you to flirt with WeChat/mail/search/support/popular online articles or rdww444.

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