Force a good concubine

When the emperor woke up, the sky was already bright.There was a faint human voice outside the tent, and the emperor was habitually startled. He listened carefully to distinguish Gu Yan's voice, as if he was discussing in a low voice with someone outside the palace.The emperor moved over, stretched out his hand and gently raised the corner of the curtain. Gu Yuan was standing sideways at the entrance of the hall, talking to the outside of the hall through the curtain. She was wearing the snow green jacket and purple silk skirt that palace people often wear, and her waist was cut narrow according to the season. She is a little taller, and looks more slender and fit. Unlike other palace ladies, she has no decorations from head to toe. On her temples, she only has a hairpin that looks like a raw flower. From a distance, she looks even more like black hair and jade skin.

The emperor was still looking at Gu Yuan's side in a daze, Gu Yuan had already noticed it, turned his face and glanced at the emperor: "It's almost noon, young master, do you want to get up?"

Her expression and voice were very calm, but the emperor felt embarrassed as if he had seen through something in his mind. He let go of the curtain and let the curtain hang down. He cleared his throat and said, "Let's pass it on."

The female officials serving in front of the imperial court filed in one after another, and the emperor allowed others to dress and wash, which was obviously a natural thing to be used to since childhood, but when Gu Yan followed, the emperor couldn't help feeling a little awkward, and she kept a straight face While washing up, I was secretly annoyed at myself: I have already shared the same bed, so how can I still feel uncomfortable about such a trivial matter?

The emperor's stiffness became more and more obvious. The palace maid who combed her hair thought she had hurt the emperor, and knelt down in panic to plead guilty. The emperor simply ordered everyone to retreat, leaving only Gu Yuan alone. "A Yuan," the emperor raised his face and smiled at her, suppressing his thumping heart, "Come and comb it for me."

There is no skirt in the emperor's uniform, and the robes and crowns are the same as the male emperor's. The hair style is also simple. As far as combing hair is concerned, it is not an extremely difficult task. The only difference is whether the emperor is satisfied.Gu Yan thought for a while, then bowed slightly to the emperor: "The servant has only combed for others twice, if the comb is not good, please don't dislike me."

The emperor did not speak, picked up the ivory comb from the black lacquered mother-of-pearl dressing box, and put it back into Gu Yan's hand. She tried her best to hold her face, but the big glass mirror was polished by the little maids. The blush was also clearly reflected in it, Gu Yan saw it in his eyes, and couldn't help feeling a little funny in his heart.

According to the Queen Mother's instructions, she is now a favored servant in the eyes of outsiders. She should bow her head and ears to the emperor, and she is not allowed to contradict him at all. After changing the title, is it closer to the situation of acquaintance outside the palace than when the monarch and his ministers treat each other?

She lightly fastened the emperor's hairpin, wrapped the net towel for her, and slowly tightened the rope to tie it: "What do you think, young master?"

The emperor didn't know what he was thinking, and the blush on his face became thicker, and he suddenly said, "Have you combed it for someone twice?"

"Yes." Gu Yan smiled slightly, "When my mother was sick in the past, the servant combed her father twice for her. At that time, the servant was eight years old and only wanted to keep the towel neat and beautiful. With all my strength, I drew a mark on my father's forehead, and my father never blamed me. Later, I chose to study in the academy, so I had no leisure time, and later, I never had a chance again."

There was melancholy in her voice, and she turned around and went to the gate of the hall to pass on the scarf, hat and belt.The emperor was startled, but remembered the memorials from the chief envoy of Yunzhou. As of yesterday, there were three consecutive memorials reporting that Prince Gong was seriously ill. At the time, I thought it was Prince Gong's habit of keeping a low profile. Looking at it now, could it be true?

The emperor was raised in the palace by the first emperor on the day of his baptism. Before he was five years old, he hardly met with other clans except for ceremonies. It seemed that he was more familiar with the ministers who often met with the imperial court.King Gong was established as the heir and grandson of the emperor. On the second day, he invited the whole family to go to Yunzhou. for a while.Later, when I got older and experienced, I realized that it was just a tacit understanding between the first emperor and Prince Gong, and I was doomed to have a weak relationship with my biological parents.

After all, it had just been attacked, and the people in the palace felt a little trembling. Cui Chengxiu entered the door with his hands down and stood there. Seeing that the emperor had been thinking about it, he didn't dare to be as courteous as usual, so he just pouted and winked to signal Gu Yuan to look out.

Since the early morning, the sky has been cloudy and low, and snowflakes have fallen at some point, because no one dared to clean it for fear of disturbing the emperor's Qingmeng. come over.There were two rows of eunuchs waiting at the foot of the moon steps, each carrying Huang Yunlong's burden, the leader's burden was especially heavy, and a thin layer of snow had already fallen.

"Master, do you want to eat?" The emperor was obviously thinking about something, and tapped a few times with his fingers. Gu Yan yelled a few times before he realized it. He got up from the dressing table, put on the crown belt, and ate his lunch absent-mindedly. Opening the briefcase she sent, she took a look at the new booklet, her eyebrows frowned even tighter, she was stunned, and suddenly said to Gu Yuan: "A Yuan, you were more or less among the people before. You should have heard of it—what others say about Zhen and Prince Gong?"

Although the daughter-in-law became the emperor, Prince Gong didn't get any benefit from the emperor's biological father. Instead, he went to a remote and desolate place to avoid disaster. The folks value filial piety, and this comment is not very pleasant. Gu Yan thought about it for a while , and said: "I heard that Prince Gong is a wise and indifferent person."

"I haven't seen him."

Gu Yuan was surprised: "When the first emperor passed away, Prince Gong went to Beijing to attend the funeral. Didn't your majesty see him?"

"He never went to Beijing, he just set up a reed shed in the post house outside Beijing just like the foreign vassals," the emperor said in a flat voice, no joy or anger could be seen on his face, "I sent people to invite him several times, but he refused to come to Beijing. The late Emperor Qiqi, he also asked to resign along with the foreign vassals."

"Didn't the young master listen to the words of the courtiers and stop Prince Gong outside the capital?"

This time it was the emperor's turn to be surprised: "Everyone in Beijing knows about this matter, why should I lie?"

These words are indeed spread the most in Haizhou, Wuzhou and other places, but they have never been mentioned in Jingli.Gu Yuan thought of Zheng Tingji's supervision of Haizhou for many years, and immediately understood it. There was a trace of pity in his heart, and he only comforted the emperor in a low voice: "The sky in the south of the Yangtze River is high and the earth is far away. "

Half of the counties in the south of the Yangtze River have something to do with water transportation. The emperor thought about it and understood. He was stunned for a while, then suddenly put the memorial in his hand on the table, stood up and said, "Get ready, I'm going out for a while." Then he turned his head He said to Gu Yuan, "A Yuan, you also go together."

Gu Yan didn't understand what he meant, but Cui Chengxiu knew that this was the emperor's practice of thinking about his thoughts, so he asked someone to wait for the emperor to change his clothes, and sent Gu Yuan a cloak of moon white satin and squirrel fur.

The emperor did not use the dragon chariot, and walked out of the Longxing Gate with his hands behind his back, and walked south along the lane, as if he was going to pay his respects to the Ningshou Palace, but he did not go in when he reached the gate of the palace, and continued to move forward silently along the lane Walk.She seemed to simply want to walk alone, without looking left and right, and her speed gradually increased.The court ladies all wear wooden-soled crested shoes. Although walking is stable, it is not as light as oil boots.Gu Yan staggered slightly, and was already a few steps behind. The emperor didn't turn his head, but stretched out his hand to pull her arm as if there were eyes behind him, and let Gu Yan stand side by side with her: "Walk with me."

The emperor still didn't look at her, and his fingers tightly wrapped around Gu Yuan's wrist, as if something wanted to hold on tightly. Gu Yuan felt that his wrist was getting more and more painful, but just watched the corners of the emperor's lips pursed tightly, As if he was about to cry, he finally swallowed the words.