Adore Trick of Beauty

Her disappointment was obvious, and Nie Wushuang sniffed a hint of "happiness". Anyway, it's nothing to do with her this time, and she is happy to sit around and watch the fun. It's just that the man in the center of the Undercurrent has to think hard. The Empress Dowager has held the court for many years. The Master Gao is her minion. Now that this happened, I do n’t know whether it was the emperor ’s intention or the ulterior motives.

Below the queen mother is the queen. The queen and the queen have always depended on each other. Now if the queen falls, the queen is also the first to bear it. Under the queen, in addition to the honest concubine, only one of the four concubines can stand on the table and can host. The harem is so intertwined that it is no wonder that Shu Fei is so enthusiastic about this matter.

Nie Wushuang turned her thoughts to understand the key point. She secretly sneered, but her face became more gentle. She held Shu Fei's hand and said earnestly: "The mother does not have to worry, the emperor will naturally make a decision."

She also felt that she was in a hurry and concealed and laughed: "This palace is also worried that the emperor is being forced by the courtiers. We, as concubines, all look at the emperor's face and act. The emperor is happy, and our lives will naturally be better. Now. "

She looked at Nie Wushuang's broken face and smiled enthusiastically: "Bi Li is the emperor's favorite person. In the future, this palace will rely more on Bi Li's sister."

Nie Wushuang listened to her flattery, smiled and accepted it, and then talked for a while before returning to "Yonghua Temple." Xiao Fengyi has not stayed in her palace these days, nor has she called any concubines to serve. Nie Wushuang looked at the sky and thought about it, and instructed Xia Lan to take the stewed ginseng chicken soup and walk slowly to the Imperial Study Room.

The father-in-law Lin and some of the housekeepers guarded in front of the Imperial Study Room. When he saw Nie Wushuang coming, his eyes lighted up, and he hurried forward as if he was a savior: "Mother-in-law, slave-mind is thinking of her mother-in-law."

Nie Wushuang looked at his wrinkled old face and smiled: "Why does Father-in-Law remember the palace? The palace cannot afford it."

Gonglin Lin faced his face bitterly: "If the maiden never comes again, the slave will go and ask the maiden to come. On this day, the emperor has already dropped the fourth tea cup."

Nie Wushuang thoughtfully looked at the closed door, and frowned slightly: "Is it appropriate to enter this palace?"

The father-in-law made a comparison gesture: "Mother-in-law, please, the emperor should be angry at this time. For state affairs, the emperor did not eat well at noon. Hey ..."

Nie Wushuang nodded: "The troublesome father-in-law is in charge." Father-in-law hurriedly entered lightly, and after a while he came out with a long sigh of relief: "Mother-in-law, Emperor Xuan-niang's mother entered the temple."

Nie Wushuang raised the food container and walked in slowly. In the dragon case, Xiao Feng's eyebrows were locked deep, and he only looked at the memorial in his hand. When he saw Nie Wushuang come in, he looked up: "Are you here?"

"Yes, Chen Ye hasn't seen the emperor for a few days, and miss the emperor." Nie Wushuang raised his head, his eyes faint, half serious and half joke.

Xiao Feng was surprised for a moment, but he had never heard her say such gentle words, and suddenly remembered that he had not seen Nie Wushuang for a few days, and his heart was slightly warm, and he said gently, "Come up and sit with You."

Nie Wushuang raised the long skirt and slowly stepped on Yujie, coming to him. Looking at the dazzling dragon chair, he suddenly said, "Chen Chen dare not sit."

"Are you afraid? At this time this is just an ordinary chair. This is a dragon chair only when you see the courtier." Xiao Fengyi smiled slightly and shook her hand and sat beside him.

This is the first time in Nie Wushuang's life to sit on this high throne. Although the throne in the imperial study is far less powerful than the dragon chair in the Golden Lotus Palace, the dragon's golden claws and lacquered gold sculpture behind her make her Behind you is a wonderful feeling. This dragon chair is not comfortable, and it can't be compared with the soft couch she usually sits on, but when she sits on it, her back can not help but be stretched and stretched, and the blood is shouting undercurrent.

Maybe she didn't even think about it. After years, when she stepped on the throne with the blood corpse on the ground, she looked down at Baiguan and bowed down, and still could not forget the first time she sat on the dragon seat next to him. feel. Only then did she understand what was secretly flowing in her blood. It is the most primitive and greedy desire for power | desire, which is rooted in her blood, rooted in the blood and blood inherited by the Nie family | desire.

"What's the matter with you?" Xiao Fengxuan said, seeing her infatuation. Nie Wushuang retracted the thoughts of traveling around the world and quickly laughed: "Chen Ye personally stewed the ginseng chicken soup for the emperor to drink. Although the state affairs have to worry about, the emperor's body must also take care of him."

She said, she opened the food box, and filled the soup for Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng simply opened the chapter and picked up the bowl. Nie Wushuang's beautiful eyes quietly crossed his shoulder and looked at the indecisive piece of music he had just hesitated. There were a lot of cinnabar words on it. Nie Wushuang couldn't see the truth, simply stopped peeking.

After Xiao Fengdi had eaten, Nie Wushuang laughed and said, "The emperor often bows his case, why not go out and hang out, maybe there is a solution to the difficult problem after a walk?"

Xiao Fengxi knew that she was not just giving ginseng chicken soup today, but to keep him from being angry about the affairs of the court, he smiled and said, "Then I walked away after I arrived at the Royal Study Room."

Nie Wushuang smiled sweetly, and readily agreed.

Only a few days of snow stopped, and the palace path on the back of the Imperial Study Room was cleaned by the palace people. A handful of snow on the side of the road was crystal clear and white. Xiao Fengyi liked pine trees, and he planted many short varieties of various shapes in the garden. Loose, some like a drooping old man, some others stand upright like a sword, each with its own style, even in the snow, it is exhilarating.

As Nie Wushuang walked, he pulled the pine branches and shook off the snow on the pine leaves. Xiao Fengyi smiled and looked at her childish behavior, drowning with pampering: "Come here. Your hands are cold again."

He put her hand in his palm and smiled. At that time he was wearing a navy blue uniform that he often wore, with black bats in various fonts embroidered on the clothes. On the snow, he was standing tall, his eyebrows were like ink paintings, with a slight smile, as elegant and handsome as pine, and Nie couldn't help but look a little surprised. When I came back to God, I couldn't help sighing in my heart.

"What are you thinking?" Xiao Fengyi held her hand in her palm and slowly walked towards the pavilion in the garden.

"The minister is thinking that the emperor has something difficult to do." Nie Wushuang said slowly: "Gonggong Lin said that the emperor has already fallen four tea cups today."

Xiao Fengyi glanced at her and said leisurely: "He is not God, it is naturally difficult."

Nie Wushuang looked at his indifferent eyebrows and couldn't guess for a moment what kind of decision he had in his heart. This "greedy | dull" is a constant cancer that has been eradicated in the past, but this time it involved the Queen Mother and I did n’t know Is it necessary to take this opportunity to uproot the power of the Queen Mother, or will it be left for the future.

As he walked, he admired the beautiful scenery in the garden. The emperor who frowned in the Royal Study Room just now seemed to be missing. Now he is just an ordinary rich man who enjoys flowers and moons. He suddenly stopped in front of an old pine tree with a regretful tone: "It's a pity that this old pine has too many side branches and has taken away the nutrition of the entire trunk. I'm afraid I can't live this winter."

Nie Wushuang took a closer look. As it turned out, the old pine branch had been bent by the snow and fell to the ground. Soon, the next snow could bury its branches in the snow. The melting snow water rotted and the pine tree died.

"Then why the housekeeper in charge of the garden does not remove the offshoot and let it be like that?" Nie Wushuang asked.

Xiao Fengyi pointed to the biggest side branch: "I didn't think it would be thicker than the trunk when it got longer and longer. I ’m afraid that cutting it would hurt the root of the pine tree. Let it grow crooked. "

When Nie Wushuang heard the words, he suddenly realized, but looking at the look in Xiao Fengyu's eyes, as if he was talking about more than just this pine tree.

With a plan in her mind, she took a step forward, stepped on the side branch, and laughed: "If the emperor thinks that this pine tree is still a pity, now it is time to find a way out for it." Stepped off the last section of the side branch.

"Cut off a little today and trim it a little bit tomorrow. Maybe in the coming winter, the emperor will find this pine tree grows better than before." Nie Wushuang said.

Xiao Fengyi's eyes were slightly surprised, and then he slowly turned into a smile. He came forward and patted her with snow falling on his shoulder. He smiled meaningfully: "Shuanger is a flexible person. He wants to be like a tadpole, but ..."

"It's just that the emperor is distressed about whether the pine tree will be shaken because of it, so it's difficult to make a decision. Isn't it?" Nie Wushuang smiled, and her eyes glanced past her unawareness.

Xiao Fengxuan looked at her, and laughed and laughed into her arms: "Who knows me, Wushuang also."

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On the third day, the emperor issued a decree, removing the imprisoned imperial ranks of imperial officials below three ranks and imprisoned in heaven prison, awaiting trial by the three ministries. Gao Taishi was punished for three years. He read the three patriarchs and blamed him for thinking behind closed doors. Such a fierce imperial impeachment case was dealt with so lightly, and the Queen Mother could not say anything about it. Anyway, below the third grade is only a small official rank, which has no effect on the DPRK.

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