The red candles are burning high, and the warmth is melting. The moon cage gauze is gently blowing, making the room charming.
However, in such an ambiguous atmosphere, there is a faint smell of blood.
There is a woman wearing gauze clothes, her exquisite figure is vaguely attractive. But at this moment, she was lying on the ground, her eyes that had always been filled with affection were wide and ferocious, blood was constantly flowing out of the corners of her mouth, her chest was rising and falling, and she was obviously dying.
Xiao Yanzhou, who was sitting on the bed not far away, looked cold and carefully wiped his fingers with a brocade handkerchief.
After a while, eunuchs came in to dispose of the woman's body.
Seeing the woman's extraordinarily soft and white hands, the leading eunuch understood.
Another palace maid with evil thoughts.
Your Majesty suffers from a headache, and someone needs to massage it carefully to relieve it. There are always some palace ladies who think they are special and want to fly up a branch and become a phoenix.
He sighed softly in his heart, and when he was about to order his men to carry the body out, the silent emperor on the couch spoke.
"Zhao Quan, when will envoy Zhou Yuan return to Beijing?"
"I will report back to Your Majesty... tomorrow." Zhao Quan bowed his head respectfully.
Xiao Yanzhou frowned slightly, feeling impatient: "Waiting."
These words were neither light nor serious, not even a scolding, but they shocked all the servants to kneel down, shaking like chaff.
Zhao Quan saw that Xiao Yanzhou was very unhappy and quickly changed the subject: "Your Majesty, the marriage princess from Nanliang has arrived today. Look..."
"Fan a beauty, have you made arrangements for the palace?" Xiao Yanzhou stood up as he said this, and stopped when he passed by Zhao Shen, "Stay away from Gu."
Zhao Quan said yes, bowed and followed Xiao Yanzhou out, waving his hands lightly on both sides to signal the remaining palace people to move faster.
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It is the middle of winter, the wind is biting, and Beijiang, which is close to the northern border, is even bitingly cold.
Xie Hengwu was wrapped in a thick fox fur, and her face was almost covered by a fur-edged hood. The hand stove in her sleeve was hot, but she still felt the chill seeping into her bones.
A female historian followed beside him, followed by a group of palace officials. Apart from the whistling wind and tiny footsteps, there was no other sound.
Black is the color of honor in Beijiang. When night falls, the palace city is intertwined with red and black, which is particularly depressing and as empty as a deep abyss. She raised her eyes and glanced, her heart heavy.
"Princess, don't look up!"
The female historian on the side scolded softly, Xie Hengwu hummed, and lowered his head in obedience.
The heavy coat looked like it was going to overwhelm her. After the female historian finished scolding her, there was a hint of intolerance in her eyes. She couldn't help but explain: "Princess, don't blame the maid. This is the rule in Beijiang Palace. The princess comes from Nanliang, so it is better to be cautious." Somewhat better.”
"Thank you, aunt. I understand." Xie Hengwu replied softly, his soft voice almost blown away by the wind.
The female historian turned her head away and sighed.
Why did such a delicate and beautiful person come here?
I don’t know how long she can survive in His Majesty’s hands.
Not far away, a black sedan was slowly approaching. The four-corner glazed palace lanterns swayed with the ups and downs of the sedan, and the six-clawed dragon on the top of the sedan glared angrily.
When the female historian saw the sedan, her expression immediately changed. She took Xie Hengwu's hand, and then knelt down first.
The servants behind him huffed and knelt down, and Xie Hengwu also reacted and performed a standard curtsey.
The sedan approached from far away and slowly stopped in front of me. The fallen hood blocked Xie Hengwu's sight, but she inexplicably felt that the female history next to her became tense, and even her breathing became much softer.
It seemed like someone was getting off the sedan, and a pair of black soap boots embroidered with gold stopped in front of them.
The man who appears in this harem can only be...
"I have met Your Majesty."
Xie Hengwu has a blessed body. Even though her clothes are thick and heavy, it can be seen that she is dignified and well-mannered.
The person in front of her didn't say anything, but suddenly she felt a chill on her head, and the fresh wind blew directly onto her cheeks. Xie Hengwu shuddered suddenly, and his chin was pinched by a hand.
Xiao Yanzhou lowered his eyes and scanned her face casually. The beauty has a cloudy hair with smoky hair on her temples, as green as a mountain, her eyes are full of autumn water, and the ends of her eyes may be red from the cold, which dyes the bottom of her eyes a light and dark color, which is a rare and stunning color.
But he didn't pay attention to that.
Just when Xie Hengwu was at a loss, Xiao Yanzhou suddenly lowered his head and sniffed in her ear.
The warm breath sprayed down, stirring up knots on her body. Xie Hengwu tensed up, not daring to move at all.
After a while, Xiao Yanzhou straightened up and said, "What kind of incense did you smoke?"
His voice was like jade, very beautiful, but in the cold wind, it was also full of air-conditioning.
The female historian on the side was so frightened that she was sweating coldly. Everyone in the palace knew that His Majesty did not like incense, but Xie Hengwu had just entered the palace, and she had no time to remind him.
Could it be that he was so unlucky that he just happened to get into trouble with His Majesty?
Xie Hengwu half-draped his crow eyelashes and said softly: "Reporting to Your Majesty, I have been fragrant since I was a child, and it is not caused by incense."
"Oh?" Xiao Yanzhou's voice finally contained some emotion, "That's an interesting statement."
Xie Hengwu heard Xiao Yanzhou's suspicion and added, "I am here alone and I dare not deceive Your Majesty."
Xiao Yanzhou snorted: "Look at Gu."
Xie Hengwu's eyelashes trembled slightly, then slowly raised.
The man has knife-cut temples, gorgeous phoenix eyes, thin lips slightly pursed under his nose, and a cold expression.
This is a face that is almost as handsome as a demon.
Xie Hengwu's expression remained unchanged, but his heart was filled with confusion.
She knew that the emperor of Beijiang was young, but she didn't know that he was so...handsome.
His reputation as a tyrant was so great that even in street talk, he was described as a disgusting villain.
"His Majesty……"
Xie Hengwu couldn't help but call out softly, his eyes filled with water, like stars falling on a clear river.
In fact, she almost cried because of the cold.
However, in Xiao Yanzhou's eyes, this had another meaning.
The maid in the palace who tried to seduce him earlier also had similar eyes, but he felt bored looking at that maid, but he was more pleased with the wedding princess.
Perhaps there was no disgusting desire in her eyes.
Xiao Yanzhou silently let go of his hand, and Xie Hengwu was able to lower his head, barely avoiding the cold wind.
"It's a good etiquette. It's been cold recently and it's inconvenient for you to enter the palace for the first time. It's better not to stay in Changning Palace." Xiao Yanzhou said softly, "Go to Shicui Palace."
Behind him, Zhao Quan's eyes widened with shock that could not be concealed.
Shi Cui Palace, that is the closest palace to His Majesty’s Zi Chen Palace.
Your Majesty, do you still remember that you personally told her to stay away from you...
Fortunately, Zhao Quan lowered his head and no one noticed his expression.
Xie Hengwu didn't know the difference between the two palaces, but he also heard that Xiao Yanzhou's tone was quite gentle, so he thanked him warmly.
The dragon chariot moved on again, and when it was far away, no one in the palace dared to get up.
The female historian caressed her chest, let out a long breath, and said as if she was recovering from the disaster: "Fortunately...it seems that your Majesty is in a good mood."
Xie Hengwu put on his hood again and looked around in confusion after hearing this.
"The princess doesn't know something. Your Majesty has asthma, so incense is taboo in the palace." The female history officer lowered her voice and said happily, "Fortunately, the thing on the princess's body is not incense, otherwise..."
Xie Hengwu said softly "Ah".
No wonder, he asked her if she was using incense.
"But princess, is your fragrance really...?"
The female historian was well aware of the differences between Changning Palace and Shicui Palace, and believed that Xiao Yanzhou's attitude towards Xie Hengwu was very different. Maybe this nuptial princess would be his future favorite concubine, and her attitude became much warmer for a while.
Xie Hengwu smiled slightly: "Seriously, I don't dare to lie in front of His Majesty."
The female historian nodded and talked about the rules in the palace again, in much more detail than before.
Xie Hengwu listened and remembered everything in his heart.
--
By the time we moved into Shicui Palace and settled down, it was already past dinner time.
During this period, Zhao Quan brought people to announce the decree. The beauty's status was neither high nor low, which gave her as the princess of the marriage and Nanliang behind her enough face.
Xie Hengwu had no appetite and did not pass on any food. He only had some snacks brought to him.
She held a piece of jujube paste cake between her fingers, leaning against the window and looking out.
At this time, it was snowing heavily, and the snow was flying like catkins, and the sky and the earth were clearly black and white.
Xie Hengwu took a sip of the pastry, his eyes sinking slightly.
Princess Heqin has never been the real princess of the royal family, and she is naturally the same.
In Nanliang, she was the third wife of Changping Marquis.
This is an identity that everyone knows.
In fact, she is not the biological daughter of the Hou family, but an unknown orphan girl who was adopted by the Hou family during the war between Nanliang and Beijiang.
Of course, it was impossible for the Hou Mansion to raise her in vain. With the war, marriage became Nanliang's way of peace.
And becoming a marriage princess is the reward she should pay.
Xie Hengwu swallowed the last bite of pastry and sighed quietly.
Today's meeting with Emperor Beijiang was considered... smooth?
Xie Hengwu frowned. Xiao Yanzhou has asthma and avoids incense, so what's the difference between incense and body scent?
Logically speaking, he shouldn't just let her go...
Xie Hengwu thought for a while but had no idea, so he simply dropped the matter.
The heart of an emperor is always unpredictable, let alone a tyrant like Xiao Yanzhou.
Beijiang's harem was vacant, and now she became the only concubine. This may not be a good thing for Xie Hengwu.
She gently wiped away the pastry crumbs between her fingers, eyes surging with emotion.
This Beijiang Palace...she had to think about it carefully.
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It was dark at night, and only the snow continued to fall. Xie Hengwu was lying on the bed, his eyes clear.
A lamp outside the tent was like a bean, reflecting on the gauze, creating a wet yellow mess. She turned over and listened to the howling wind outside the window.
After all, this is the first time I have come back to such a far away place. Even if I don't feel at ease living in the Hou Mansion, it is better than being in a completely unfamiliar place here.
Xie Hengwu tossed and turned, unable to sleep peacefully. I don’t know how much time passed, but I was probably really tired, and then I fell asleep.
But she was destined not to have a good sleep tonight.
She didn't know how much time had passed before she was gently shaken awake.
Xie Hengwu turned over in a daze and ignored it.
However, the person who came was unwilling to let her go, shaking her around persistently, and calling her out again and again, as if urging her to die.
Xie Hengwu frowned, and the Lingtai finally became clear enough to hear clearly what the man was saying.
That voice... seemed to be the voice of her personal maid, Li Luo.
"...Empress, Your Majesty summons you to Zichen Palace!"
Li Luo's voice didn't sound excited, but more anxious and worried, even crying.
I think I heard a lot of things about Xiao Yanzhou from the people in Shicui Palace.
Xie Hengwu slowly opened her eyes. Li Luo's words sounded like broken words to her, making it difficult to understand.
etc……
Zichen Palace?
Xiao Yanzhou summoned her to sleep with him? !
Xie Hengwu suddenly woke up and sat up suddenly, startling Li Luo.
