Imperial City, Qifeng Palace.
Dugu Mingyue's eyebrows spread into a smile, her smile was like a flower.
She received a letter from her father, which said that her brother Dugu Tianqing successfully escaped from danger under Zhao Wujiang's precautionary planning and is now fine.
Qing'er leaned against Dugu Mingyue with her little hands behind her back, her big round and smart eyes scanning between the lines, her beautiful and refined face could not hide the joy, she said excitedly:
"I just said Zhao Wujiang must have a way!"
She jumped with joy and spun around the table.
The brother who had loved him since childhood was fine, and the key credit for all this was done by the man he loved, which made Qing'er beam with joy and couldn't help cheering.
Dugu Mingyue is wearing a jade white dress, which is a bit graceful and luxurious, a bit gentle and striking. Being pregnant with Liujia does not dim her appearance in the slightest, but makes her look a bit brighter.
Now that I have received the news that my brother Dugu Tianqing is safe and sound, I am even more radiant and charming with a smile.
In addition to joy, she was also relieved and had an indescribable emotion.
She was happy that her brother was fine and happy that Zhao Wujiang had taken precautions.
Zhao Wujiang left her palace. Now, to her, in addition to being a confidant, he is more like a family member. He is one of the people she trusts most.
Zhao Wujiang not only has superb medical skills and is a thorough man, but also has an astonishing literary talent. She even had a hunch that Zhao Wujiang was probably a martial arts master. After all, it was not a secret that Zhao Wujiang was a martial artist, but in the In most people's minds, cultivation level is not considered high.
As for the indescribable emotion in her heart, it originated from a suspicion in her heart.
After she became pregnant and no longer involved in the fights between the other concubines in the palace, she had more time to calm down, whether it was adding fragrance to her red sleeves or studying poems and books with bare hands, in short she noticed something was wrong. place.
But this was just her guess. She was a smart woman. When this guess and suspicion appeared, she stopped thinking about it in her mind for a while.
She didn't think twice.
The clearer you think, the clearer it becomes that sometimes, this is not a good thing.
At least Dugu Mingyue felt that maybe after she understood it thoroughly, it would not be a good thing for her, the emperor, maybe even Zhao Wujiang, Qing'er, and the entire Dugu family, especially her children.
No matter whether the guesses and doubts in her heart were true, she could feel that the peace and joy in her life now were real.
Things are real, people are sincere.
Even if there are some mistakes, if it were her, she would do the same thing. After all, things in the world are fickle and many things in the world are beyond one's control.
What's more, the guesses and doubts are not true, maybe they are overthinking.
Dugu Mingyue gently caressed her lower abdomen, her beautiful eyes full of water, full of tenderness, becoming more gentle and kind.
"Your Majesty, there are pastries from the imperial kitchen."
While there was peace and joy in the house, the maid's voice sounded outside the door.
Dugu Mingyue was not surprised that cakes were delivered from the imperial kitchen today. Today, on New Year's Eve, there are gifts of food. In the past, the concubines in the harem were mostly delicacies, but for some reason, a trend has arisen. They don't like delicacies and prefer cakes, so the food of the harem is also I made pastries instead.
She would not enjoy the pastries in the imperial dining room. After all, she still remembered Zhao Wujiang and the emperor's instructions that food should be arranged by her own people.
Qing'er opened the food box without any worries, picked up the pastries and ate them without any worries. From time to time, she even asked Dugu Mingyue nonchalantly if she wanted to have a piece.
Dugu Mingyue glared at Qing'er with fake anger, and Qing'er suddenly understood, but she just smiled awkwardly, her cheeks still moving, like a little hamster eating.
While they were enjoying the pastries given to them in the harem, a large number of eunuchs also came out of the imperial city and headed to various official residences in Kyoto.
In addition to the different routes, the eunuchs all carried food boxes, but some of them were followed by soldiers in armor. These eunuchs, who were protected by soldiers and armor, wore dark blue eunuch uniforms. Under the dim sky, they looked like black impermanence walking at night. They were about to go. Claim your life!
