After waking up from the dream, the general's wife lost her love brain

Chapter 76.study

Outside the palace gate, there was a shrill summons: Envoys from foreign countries beg to see you.

Everyone looked out the door, and the emperor's increasingly thin face showed a bit of joy. Under his leadership, the Daji Dynasty grew stronger, prosperous, stable, and prosperous. Even the problems that had troubled the previous emperors for generations The foreign invasion now bows at his feet.

The envoy headed by him was tall and mighty, with a dark face and profound features, probably due to the living environment outside the pass, in stark contrast to the Anfu and honorable officials in the court.

The envoy saluted the emperor, while the eunuch read the tribute items, which was a long page, representing the sincerity of the foreign countries.

Even His Majesty, who was seated high, nodded frequently, and he became a little more energetic, waving his hand to give him a seat.

The envoy arched his hands together as a salute, and said: "This time when I enter Beijing, I will pay tribute to the saints of our family for my emperor, so that the Great Ji Dynasty will last forever, and my emperor will be safe and healthy."

Finished.

Two bright red cuffs flew in from outside the door, filling the hall with a strange fragrance. Amid the sound of the silk harp, the cuffs landed on the jade arms as white as jade. The saint's clothes were bold, revealing her slender waist, soft as willow, and her figure was graceful. Like a dragon, as light as a flying bird.

After the sound of silk and bamboo, the eyes of the saint in front of her were black and bright, like autumn water, looking bright and charming, with a small and straight nose bridge, and a layer of seductive light on her delicate lips.

There was no sound in the hall, immersed in the dance just now, followed by His Majesty's voice: "There are beauties in the north, but they ride a colorful luan, and the world will win a few times. Reward!"

The saintess bowed profusely: "Ah Wu thank you, Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty."

Everyone came back to their senses, bursts of cheers came.

"Awu presents my clan's medicinal fragrance to my emperor. Burning it to sleep can calm the mind and nourish the dragon's body. This medicinal fragrance is unique to our clan, so I offer it as a small gift."

The eunuch next to the emperor took the incense box from the saint's hand and passed it to the imperial physicians on the side for identification. After the several imperial physicians said goodbye carefully, they nodded towards His Majesty.

His Majesty held the opened incense box, and a faint fragrance came, slowly spreading to the entire palace, as if even the smell of the medicine on his body had been diluted a bit.

His Majesty gave a few simple words of reward, led the officials to drink a glass of fine wine, and then stood up and left.

The banquet became lively again, with people drinking and singing and dancing.

The palace banquet didn't dissipate until midnight.

Inside the second prince's palace.

After the eldest prince injured his leg, his will was depressed, and he didn't appear in front of people very much.

The first one under the emperor is the second prince Li Min, who is the champion, and the next is the third prince, but the third prince does not appear in front of others, his background is humble, and he can't make waves, and then there are several young princes.

Originally, Li Min felt that the situation in front of him was very good, the emperor was about to fall, and that seat was close at hand.

But at this time, the emperor added Zhenbeihou, wanting the two of them to restrain each other and achieve a balance.

I am old and immortal, and I am still clinging to my rights even at this time.

Li Min's eyes were sinister.

……

In the blink of an eye, the spring feast is over in March.

The emperor's condition became more and more serious, and the various factions in the court were fighting like a raging fire.

Although Qi Cun behaved as usual in front of Qiao Yuan, Qiao Yuan still vaguely felt the smell of gunpowder.

Qi Cun spent more and more time in the study these days, and there were constant visitors to the house every day.

It was time for dinner, but Qi Cun still didn't come back.

The little beauty became interested, and asked the maid to pack the food, and she sent it to the study.

Candles were burning in the study, and the servant saw his wife approaching with a lantern from a distance, so he rushed to meet her.

"The Marquis and several adults have been in the study all day, and the meals brought in at noon have not been touched much. Those adults have just left."

He wasn't shy at all, and he knew all about Master Hou's whereabouts.

No one in the house knows that the Madam is the center of attention of the Marquis, and pleasing anyone else is not as promising as pleasing the Madam.

Qiao Yuan frowned, took the food box from the maid, and gently pushed the door in.

Qi Cun lowered his head to deal with the papers, and looked up as if he had a clear understanding.

Like slow play.

Qiao Yuan watched helplessly as the expression on Qi Cun's face changed from impatience to surprise, and there were stars in his black eyes.

She thought, Qi Cun always praised her for her beautiful eyes, and his own eyes are also good.Like obsidian, it seems that there is a flash of light.

Qi Cun raised the corners of his lips and watched her walk in little by little.

Beauty is like a flower across the clouds.

She seemed to be walking out of the moonlight, wearing a cloak of hibiscus and golden branches. Her snow-skinned face was like a fragrant freesia.

Qiao Yuan put the food box on the desk, and saw a booklet spread out with ink characters written all over it.

She picked it up and looked at it for a while. It seemed to be a matter of official appointment.

Qi Cun didn't stop her, lazily supported his head: "Some troubles."

The personnel transfer of core officials will affect the whole body. There are only so many seats in total. It is either yours or his. Especially at this juncture, you must be more cautious.

Qiao Yuan didn't quite understand, he hesitated and said, "What is the relationship between Lord Gong and Lord Zhu?"

Her watery eyes were more moving than the moonlight outside the window.

Qi Cun laughed sullenly: "Why do you ask this suddenly? You still don't know about Mr. Xiang's ability?"

This man will show his true colors in less than a quarter of an hour.

Qiao Yuan threw the zhezi into his arms, touched the food box with her delicate white jade fingers, and was about to open it when she was hugged by him and sat on his lap.

"It's not, it's just that when I went to the theater some time ago, the two wives were in the same wing room, but during the banquet on weekdays, the two of them didn't look like they were on good terms, which is very strange." Qiao Yuan wanted to break Qi The remaining arm, but in exchange for a deeper bondage.

The furnishings in the study are solemn and simple, the faint fragrance of paper and ink fills the tip of the nose, and there is a large character "upright and strict" hanging on the wall.

But Qi Cun's behavior is not dignified at all.

Officials often discuss matters here these days, and Qiao Yuan always feels uneasy about being intimate under the eyes of others.

She quickly pressed Qi Cun's hand, her face flushed, "Eat quickly, or you will get cold if you don't."

Qi Cun buried himself in the crook of her neck, his voice low and hoarse: "We haven't tried it in the study room yet."

The little beauty opened her eyes wide and looked at him in disbelief.

Qi Cun looked back calmly, without a trace of shame.

Qiao Yuan curled up his fingers, and after a long while, he said embarrassedly, "How about going to the living room at the back?"

Her voice was barely audible.

There is a small living room behind the study, where Qi Qi slept before being allowed into the bedroom.

The answer is of course no.

The study is a place for business, not for enjoyment, so the tables and chairs are cold and hard.

Even with the clothes on, red plums were still knocked out on the snowy skin.

Through the misty water mist, the "upright and strict" above is looming.

Qiao Yuan couldn't help it, her crow's eyelashes were wet, and her lips were about to bite and bleed.

Qi Cun made a move.

The little beauty breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had finally found out his conscience, but the next moment he felt his eyes go dark.

The man tied a cloth belt on her to cover her eyes.

The cloth belt is black, which makes the skin as white as snow.

The overly long fabric hangs down on the back of the head, mixed in the waterfall of hair, and swaying.

"It's okay now."

Qi Cun said somewhat proudly.

What answered him was a burning pain from behind.

(End of this chapter)