White snow drifted in from the window and landed on Yin Luzhu's hair, but she stared at Xuan Qing closely as if she hadn't noticed.
Xuanqing looked at her for a long time, until his eyes became sore, and then he said: "You are my concubine, and I promise you money and food to support Liangzhou."
"Okay, it's settled."
Unexpectedly, she agreed so simply. Xuanqing couldn't help but look at her again and said, "Even if you enter my North Palace, you can only be a concubine. You can't even think about the post."
Hearing this, Yin Luzhu raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, "When will you give me the money and food?"
"When you and Gu are married, tell the world that Gu Zi will order people to send money and food."
"When will the wedding be consummated?"
Unexpectedly, she was so eager and would not delay. Xuanqing glanced at her again doubtfully, and still couldn't help asking, "Are you really willing?"
"Why don't you want to?" Yin Luzhu asked.
Xuanqing looked at her and suddenly didn't know how to answer.
He wanted to accuse her of selling out anything for her purpose, but her purpose was to keep many people alive.
"Someone, please clean up Weiyang Palace and let her live in it."
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Weiyang Palace.
Yin Luzhu stood on the corridor, looking at the flying white snow. In the past, she liked watching snow the most, but it was on such a snowy day that the Fu family was wiped out.
Even he died on such a snowy day.
The huge Weiyang Palace was decorated with pure white snow and was picturesque. Snowflakes fell leisurely and densely covered the palace walls, like a thick layer of silver, adding a bit of charm.
The palace walls have withstood the weather, and time has left mottled traces on its surface. Every brick and stone, and every joint between the bricks, has witnessed the changes in history and the replacement of dynasties.
At this moment, white snow covers the top and bottom of the wall, seeming to merge the silence of the past and the present, making people sigh at the ruthlessness of time and the vicissitudes of history.
The white snow in the sky is dancing, like elves in the sky. They dance gracefully and quietly fall on the palace wall.
Amidst the falling snowflakes, several palace maids were carrying baskets across the snow. Their steps were light, as if they were dancing a winter dance. They stopped under the palace wall and looked up at the sky, with a faint smile on their faces. ,,
In the palace at this moment, white snow is falling all over the palace walls, forming a picturesque picture.
Xuanqing returned to Wende Hall and immediately saw Gu Tingfang standing to one side. Seeing that she was still dressed in fancy clothes, he frowned slightly in displeasure.
He ordered: "Send the Minister of Rites to see the orphan."
After a while, Liu Wei, who was unable to stand on the market, walked into the Wende Hall in a hurry, "I wonder what the emperor's edict is about?"
Xuan Qing then raised his head from the desk and said: "The general will marry his new concubine in three days. You should prepare. It must be grand and everything must be the best."
After a pause, Xuanqing continued: "I remember that Queen Zhaoming from the previous dynasty left twenty hairpins and sent them to Weiyang Palace."
Shock flashed in Liu Wei's eyes, "This...According to the ancestral system, a large gift is required for welcoming a concubine. If you are a concubine, you can just canonize it directly, without such a big expense..."
Before Liu Wei finished speaking, he fell silent under Xuanqing's indifferent glance.
He quickly lowered his head and said, "I wonder which minister's daughter the monarch wants to marry? I'd like to prepare."
"The person is in Weiyang Palace, the Marquis of Liangzhou in Yin Dynasty, Yin Luzhu."
