Leader Lan Palace

Chapter 1782 Five Volumes 79 Like a Picture (4 More)
Wanxi shed all her strands and was trapped in the fur mattress. She stretched out her hand through the gaps in the fur, and light snowflakes fell on her fingertips.

The thick fur curtains completely cut off the cold outside; the hot inside can dispel the annoyance with the help of the coolness of the stars at the fingertips.

Wanxi was pushed and manipulated by the emperor, her body tossed and turned, bearing the rain and dew.

Outside the car, there are icicles brought up by horseshoes and freshly fallen snowdrops from the sky.

With rain and dew inside and ice and snow outside, she felt that the four seasons gathered together in her body for a moment.

What's more, there are faint Buddha bells and ethereal Sanskrit sounds in the distance, and dipterocarp in his nose, and his whole body is like orchid, musk deer, and wild like a hunter.

He is really bad... This is not enough. Instead, he used this fur mattress to wrap a piece of fur around him every time he attacked... Before he arrived, the tip of the stubble first When it arrived, it swept her away——too distracted.

Only by relying on the little snowflakes on her fingertips outside the car can she keep her calm, not wanting to surrender to him so quickly, not wanting to faint early in this slowly sliding ice bed.

But because of this, in return, he doubled his push to...

At the last moment, she closed her eyes, and her thoughts flew away, as if flying high on the top of Jingshan Mountain, looking down at herself above the North Sea.

At this moment, the world is only black and white, except for the two bright lanterns hanging on the left and right sides of the horse's head, there is only snow and moonlight, and the extra artificial lights are not too much to overwhelm.

Even the two lanterns on the horse's head used to use glass tiles, but they still used the most traditional shofar lanterns.Because the lamp is made of goat horns, the walls are only translucent, so the light is vague and not dazzling, just like the stars and moon in the sky and the reflection in the snow.

At that moment, it was black and white, two Shen Jun horses, one black and one white, straddled the pure white ice bed, shuttled across the ice, as if flying between the sky and the earth.

I can't tell the sky from the earth, and I can't tell whether it's snow or cloud under my feet.

She is on earth, but she is also in heaven.
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In February of the 18th year of Qianlong, after the emperor completed a series of sacrificial ceremonies in the palace, he was entrusted by the empress dowager to visit the Tailing Mausoleum.

On the way, a decree was issued that the Empress Nala's Qianqiu Festival, in accordance with the order of the Empress Dowager, stopped saluting.

Also, in the silkworm ceremony in March, Nala's salute is also exempted, and only officials are sent to respectfully replace them.

The emperor's decree was sent out suddenly on the way to the mausoleum, and it was transmitted back to the palace. Nala's stomach was full, and he was a little confused when he received the decree in the palace.

Tana carefully persuaded, "...the emperor is sympathetic to the master. After all, the master's month is too old now, if he kisses silkworms, he may hurt the emperor's heir."

Nala lowered her head and stroked her stomach, "I haven't kissed silkworms since I was in Zhengzhong Palace. In the 16th year of Qianlong, I went on a southern tour in the first month; last year, Yongzhen was about to give birth, and this year is because of the child... Speaking of which, whether it is the southern tour or the heir of the emperor, it is a good thing after all, so why should I be unhappy?"

"After all, silkworm kissing ceremony, but it's all Han people's stuff! I don't kiss silkworms, so what, it doesn't prevent me from being the empress of the palace. After all, as long as I am still the empress, I will kiss silkworms sooner or later, nothing unusual!"

What she was really worried about was that the emperor exempted her from the Qianqiu salute.

Even if there is a month in her stomach, she doesn't need to bother with the Qianqiu salute, she just asks the princess to order his wife to come in and salute her, and she just sits and accepts it.

"... But fortunately, when Xiaoxian was alive, the emperor also spared her from the banquet! Compared to this, I have nothing to lose."

Nala stared at Tana, "I only care about the selection of this year's Eight Banners women. Don't use the child as an excuse to ask me to go to the selection together, that's fine."

(End of this chapter)