The weather was hot, and the other concubines were also sweating profusely in the carriage.
Especially Rong Jieyu, because the summer heat is unbearable, she eats ice cream greedily, has put on a lot of fat, and is more afraid of heat than in previous years.
Seeing the procession stopped, I thought they were arriving at a government office somewhere. I lifted up the car curtain and saw Han Xianzong carrying Gu Xuan into the front of the imperial chariot.
Xie Ziyue followed closely. After Han Xianzong put his daughter on the imperial chariot, he turned around and gave Xie Ziyue a hand.
"Your Majesty and the Imperial Concubine have such a good relationship." Rong Jieyu sighed, then lowered the curtain and sat down.
Concubine Rou responded absentmindedly. Seeing her performance, Rong Jieyu felt bored and curled her lips and leaned against the wall of the car.
And the Gu Xuan in Rong Jieyu's mouth came to life after sitting on her father's royal chariot.
Otherwise, His Majesty is still of high status? Even if her mother-in-law is an imperial concubine, she still doesn't travel as well as her father.
Sitting on her father's royal chariot, not only her vision was bright, but she also felt much less bumpy. Gu Xuan lay in her parents' arms and fell asleep soon after.
When he woke up again, he had arrived at the imperial city.
When Emperor Xianzong of the Han Dynasty took his concubines to the summer resort, the people on the roadside lined the streets to welcome him, and even knelt down to salute.
But this time, perhaps because of the rumors spread by the Third Prince, the people were obviously not as enthusiastic as last time.
Although they knelt down and saluted wherever Yi Jia passed by, they could still hear the whispers of these people.
Han Xianzong's face was as dark as water. Seeing this, Xie Ziyue patted his hand reassuringly, signaling him not to be angry.
It would be a lie to say he wasn't angry. Back in the palace, Han Xianzong didn't even have time to change his clothes before he went to the Qinzheng Hall to discuss matters.
The ministers who were loyal to him had been waiting in Qinzheng Hall for a long time. After Han Xianzong left, several people conspired until late at night, but the lights in Qinzheng Hall were still on.
They planned the whole night in Qinzheng Hall and naturally discussed the countermeasures. The imperial edict to depose the prince arrived at the third prince's house early the next morning.
The third prince's biological mother, Concubine Xue, came to the palace early in the morning to plead for mercy. However, the Queen Mother was now deaf to what was going on outside the window. Concubine Xue was rejected. After wandering around Shoukang Palace, she had to go to Han Xianzong in person to plead for mercy.
Concubine Xue was the late emperor's favorite concubine, and she was an elder of Han Xianzong both emotionally and rationally.
Although Han Xianzong did not intend to pardon the third prince, he had to see her, so Concubine Xue entered the palace to argue with Han Xianzong. Many well-informed concubines knew about it.
There was a commotion in the palace because of the incident involving the third prince, but the years in Weiyang Palace were peaceful.
Gu Xuan, who slept until dawn, lay on the pillow covered with a small quilt, supported her chin with her little hand, blinked her eyes and asked:
"Concubine, are you drawing your eyebrows?"
Because Gu Xuan always liked to watch her dressing up in her underwear, Xie Ziyue simply asked the palace maid and eunuch to move the dressing table to the inner hall so that her daughter could watch her in bed.
At this time, she was sitting in front of the dressing table using Luo Zi Dai to draw her eyebrows. After hearing this, she glanced at her daughter in the mirror and said, "Yeah."
Gu Xuan looked at her with some confusion. Her mother-in-law had beautiful eyebrows and thick eyebrows. Did she still need to paint them?
Her eyebrows are completely inherited from her mother-in-law. Her eyebrows are as curved as a crescent moon. The shape of her eyebrows is beautiful and even, without even a stray hair.
This also led to Gu Xuan's love for beauty at a young age. Every day after Xie Ziyue finished dressing, she climbed to the dressing table and looked in the mirror.
It's a pity that the bronze mirror here is not as clear as modern times, so Gu Xuan cannot fully appreciate the appearance she inherited from her mother and concubine.
"Mother, show me to the baby." Gu Xuan shrank in the quilt, pushed out of the quilt like a cicada baby, and slipped out of the bed.
"Stop!" Xie Ziyue saw in the mirror that her daughter was about to step on the ground again, and immediately stopped her.
She put down the Luo Zidai in her hand, stood up and picked her up. The solid weight in her hand made Xie Ziyue frown slightly.
The eyes of mother and daughter met at this moment. It must be said that they were truly connected. Gu Xuan understood what her mother and concubine meant almost instantly.
The mother-in-law dislikes her.
"Baby is gentle." Gu Xuan covered her ears and looked at Xie Ziyue with her mouth pursed.
Xie Ziyue couldn't help laughing, she couldn't help but feel extremely happy when she saw her acting as serious as a little adult.
What's strange is that although she has loved beauty since she was a child, she didn't do it when she was as young as Xuan, right?
Her daughter likes to climb up to the dressing table and look in the mirror, with a narcissistic expression like a kitten licking its hair. Even though she has seen it many times, Xie Ziyue has always found it cute.
Gu Xuan stared at her mother-in-law and saw her looking at him with a smile on her lips and soft eyes. All the beauty was embodied in her eyes.
Well, the mother-in-law is so beautiful, whatever the mother-in-law says is right.
Fat babies will be fat babies.
She sat in Xie Ziyue's arms and looked at her dowry seriously while her mother-in-law was drawing her eyebrows.
When she saw a small pot of Luozidai placed on the top floor, which looked extremely exquisite, Gu Xuan took advantage of Xie Ziyue's beauty break to take one and draw it in front of the mirror.
She could see just now that the concubine looked more charming after painting her eyebrows than before.
The color of this Luozidai painting is very special. It looks like Yuanshan Dai, which is really beautiful.
"Axuan," Xie Ziyue immediately noticed Gu Xuan's little move and grabbed her chubby hand: "No graffiti."
It's not that Xie Ziyue is reluctant to part with this bit of Luo Zidai, she simply feels that her daughter is too young and her skin is so tender.
"Huh!" Gu Xuan raised her head unhappily, stomped back to the bed, and wrapped herself into a rice dumpling.
When Tao Xiang came in with her robe, she was still arching up and down on the bed to feel her presence.
What she was wearing today was a goose-yellow smoked shirt. The bright goose-yellow color combined with the misty feel of the smoked yarn made Xie Ziyue look even brighter and dazzling after putting it on.
Tao Xiang praised her repeatedly: "Your Majesty, you are so naturally beautiful. Putting on this robe, my servant will blush just looking at it."
"I want to wear it too!" Gu Xuan quietly opened the gap in the quilt and peeked in the gap. When she saw the goose yellow color, she immediately got out of it:
"Mother, I like it so much."
Gu Xuan's favorite color is goose yellow. After all, she has fair skin and looks like a little fairy in goose yellow.
"If you like it, come down and change it quickly," Xie Ziyue felt funny in her heart when she saw her daughter's eyes bright.
She asked Taoxiang to find a goose-yellow dress for Gu Xuan, and carried her to the dressing table to take a closer look at it as she had asked.
Two similar faces, one large and one small, were reflected in the mirror. The younger one was cute and cute, while the older one was gentle and kind.
"Mom, it's rare that the weather is good today, and it's not too hot outside!" Taoxiang hinted from the side.
Gu Xuan gave instant feedback, "Mother, take the baby out to play."
Xie Ziyue had this intention, so Weiyang Palace was busy again.
