After the new widow, I became a tyrant's tender outer chamber

Chapter 278 Crying Spirit
Seeing that there was not much panic on her face, Prince Jing felt bored, snorted, and raised his voice, "A country cannot be without a king for a day. According to this king, it is better to shorten the period of inactivity, so as not to avoid conflicts with others." The coronation ceremony collided."

The people in the lower palace looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing how to react for a moment.

You consciously grasped the direction of the wind, and wanted to please Prince Jing, stepped forward and bowed, Nuo Nuo should be.

Ruan Yuyi glanced at them coldly, and said in a deep voice, "I'll see who dares!" She opened her mouth loudly, her eyebrows and eyes were sharp, and there was cold pool water in the depths of winter.

The palace people who were just about to move unconsciously shivered and fell silent.

Prince Jing's applause suddenly sounded in the hall, "Okay. Now that's the case, let's spend more time with the emperor here." He smiled leisurely, as if everything was under his control.

A palace official bowed his hands and sent him out of the door.

The cold wind whipped up the white silk fluttering, like a monster opening its teeth and claws, and in the next moment, it was about to swallow Weiwei Huangcheng, people and Gongyu into its stomach.Ruan Yuyi stood there for a while, then suddenly moved forward.

An eunuch who was able to speak a little bit hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, and said hesitantly, "Your Majesty, this is..."

With just a sideways glance, the eunuch shut his mouth, and took a step back to get out of the way.

In her impression, Jiang Huaiyang had always done his best. He heard that when he was the prince, he made many military exploits. In so many battles in the past, none of them took his life.If it is really like what Prince Jing said, it is a defeat in a confrontation with the enemy general, it is really strange.

She would rather believe that he used some kind of trick to deliberately force Prince Jing to reveal his ambitions, just like the trick he used on the Empress Dowager.

Ruan Yuyi approached slowly, each step was steady and heavy, her skirt swayed slightly, and there was a sound of languor around her waist.At this time, no one said anything to disturb.

She glanced hastily into the coffin.

She felt that the world was spinning in front of her eyes, and a layer of confusion enveloped her, and she staggered back a step.

Mu Xiang rushed forward to support her, and called anxiously, "Miss!"

She let out a heavy breath, her eyes hardened.He rubbed his forehead with his fingers, "We all take care of our immediate affairs, if there is any slack or mistake, I can only ask."

Perhaps because of her physical discomfort, she frowned slightly, her face was so pale that even rouge could not conceal it, she looked fragile and unquestionable.
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When Ruan Yuyi walked out of the hall, his face was still in front of her eyes.He closed his eyes, the blood on his lips was gone, even though he was changed into clean plain clothes, blood still oozes out from his chest after that, and dries up on the clothes.

lifeless.

She couldn't bear to look any further.

Thinking about it carefully, she seemed to have never seen that person like this before.

Even when they met robbers on their way and fell off the cliff, he had inflicted countless wounds on dead wood branches, but his arms were still broad and strong, and his eyes were still dark and bottomless.

She gathered up the cloak that Mu Xiang had put on her, and walked towards the Hall of Mental Cultivation—she had to fetch some things.

The sky was gray and the snow was falling wantonly. I don't know how much fun it is to play in the snow.

The footprints on the snow were quickly covered up, and the wind made the clothes flutter. She was like a hibiscus plant left alone until the deep winter. It was obviously swayed by the blowing, and it was still growing roots and scratching the ground.

In front of the main hall, she walked slowly up the platform, but two guards stopped her, "Your Majesty, no one is allowed to enter without an order. This is an old rule."

Ruan Yuyi sneered, "When did you ever see His Majesty blocking me and not allowing me to enter?"

She paused, her voice slowed down, and her tone was full of sarcasm, "Or, someone is in a hurry to ascend the throne, and even you don't regard the king as the king anymore?"

"This—the little one doesn't mean that."

No one dared to take off the high hat. The guard's face froze, they looked at each other, and put down the long gun blocking the way, and moved away.
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There was no light in the hall, it was dark, and there was no one there, only the sound of the cold wind howling outside, and there was a sense of emptiness everywhere.

She walked to his usual papers for reviewing memorials, rummaged through them, and ordered, "Mu Xiang, help me see if there are pastel papers in the palace."

Mu Xiang was taken aback, "Miss, you are going to—" pretending to be an imperial decree.Pink wax paper is the paper used to write imperial edicts.

She nodded slightly.

As for governing the country, although King Jing has abilities, he is short of temperament. It is difficult to guarantee that he will not implement harsh governance for his own selfish desires.

The two searched for it, but fortunately they found it in a drawer soon.

Ruan Yuyi carefully put the items on the table back into place, and hid the other items in the wide sleeves, holding them with her arms. At first glance, they looked like ordinary things.

It would be too risky to simulate nature directly in the palace, so she took Mu Xiang back to Chang'an Palace first, and then retreated the crowd, waiting for the pen and ink with Mu Xiang.

When she picked up the ink-stained pen and the tip of the pen was hanging on the paper, she suddenly froze.

Even if she didn't want to admit it, nothing dripped onto the paper faster than ink.

Scenes of the scenes of getting along with each other in the past flashed back in her mind.The two share a chopstick; on the creek leading to the pavilion in the middle of the lake, there is a long river of lanterns; when tenderness is tender, his whispers in her ear...

She took a breath and forced herself to pull herself together.It's just that this matter should be avoided as much as possible, so she can only change another piece of paper.

When Jiang Huaiyang was reviewing the memorial, he never shy away from her.She just guarded a plate of snacks, and watched him start and finish pens while lying on the table.

At this time, he would turn his eyes sideways, "How about I teach you my fonts?"

She looked up at him, raised the corners of her mouth triumphantly, took the pen in his hand, and looked for a clean piece of paper.She wrote down a few words smoothly and smoothly, and she was able to do it in the same way as his handwriting.

She heard him laugh softly, and praised her sincerely.

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Ruan Yuyi picked up the pen and considered the words.Probably because of the need to be cautious, fine cold sweat was already oozing from her forehead when she made the last stroke.

She finally put down her pen and breathed a sigh of relief.

He shook the paper in the air for a couple of times, and when he saw that it was completely dry, he folded it carefully, put it in the wooden box, and put it away with the fragrance of wood.
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The next day, it was time for the concubine and the people below to cry.Ruan Yuyi was overwhelmed by some trifles, and passed half a quarter of an hour later. She didn't expect that only Concubine Rong and Bai Hua with a pale face in the corner were the only ones in the hall.

She didn't say anything, and was greeted by everyone.Afterwards, some palace servants laid out cushions, and she adjusted the hem of her skirt in a leisurely manner, then knelt down on the cushions, she was completely different from yesterday's appearance with trembling hands drawing a decree.

The palace maid in charge of crying spirits by her ear was sobbing softly, but her eyes were extremely dry.

After about a cup of tea, Yan Baolin and others arrived one after another.

As soon as Yan Baolin came in, he covered his mouth and said in a high-pitched voice, "I don't know if Ma'am has ever heard the saying 'a cat cries for a mouse'?" She seemed to be amused by herself, and giggled before saying a word.

The hearts of all the people in the room thumped, and they couldn't help but think that the current Yan Baolin was somewhat similar to the former Li Meiren.

(End of this chapter)