The first peasant girl of splendid elegance

Chapter 149 Remorse (7)
Miao Ruoce immediately stepped forward, raised his hand and waved lightly, the sedan chair curtains opened, and an elegant face like an exiled fairy appeared in front of everyone, everything was silent for a while, only the sound of the heartbeat like a war drum could be heard.

"Everyone, please stand up, today is a special day, so there is no need to be so polite." The voice was light and elegant.

"Thank you, my lord!" Everyone straightened up.

"Then the king will go ahead and wait for the adults to have a good time in the Crouching Dragon Hall."

"It's my honor."

The car curtain was lowered, and Miao Ruo had already returned to the back seat, but the sighs from the crowd fell into Ning Yuejin's ears, which made his face turn cold.

It was a voice he was familiar with, disappointment, loss, melancholy, and excitement.

If it's Jun Yao, I don't know what it will be like to meet again after a long absence. If his guess is correct, he will probably be like a husband who at least visits home, neither surprised nor happy, neither anxious nor impatient.

The carriage, driven steadily by a burly black-faced man, slowly passed through Dechang Gate, thinking of the resplendent Crouching Dragon Palace and slowly leaving.

Afterwards, the ministers gathered in front of the palace gate also walked in with the support of the maids and servants, talking and laughing. You know, it still takes less than half an hour to walk from the Dechang Gate to the Crouching Dragon Palace.

"Hehe, as expected of the emperor's uncle, he is indeed admired by thousands of people." Ning Zi laughed dryly.

But Ning Ziyu didn't say anything, his eyes looked at the light of Dechang Gate, but it became colder and fiercer.

"Let's go!"

"Yes, my lord!" The young woman behind her smiled softly, and the caution in her smile was so clear.

Watching the two figures disappear into the palace gate, Ning Ziqian turned around and held his wife's hand, and smiled softly, "Lan'er, we should go too, we still have a long way to go."

Cheng Miaolan smiled softly, and followed him with blushing cheeks, walking side by side with him.

The Apocalypse Palace is located in a palace on the east side. A little guy carved in powder and jade is sitting on a big bed in the bedroom, holding his chin, thinking about something.

"Hey, my little ancestor, the banquet is about to start, why don't you change your clothes?" A sweaty little eunuch ran in and saw that he was still wearing a white satin jacket Ning Zichen was so anxious that he was about to jump.

Ning Zichen pursed his lips and stared at him, then looked somewhere else, and said listlessly: "Xiao Liangzi, I just don't want to go, even if I go, the emperor won't sit with me."

He knew in his heart that this was mainly to prevent those imperial brothers from noticing him. He was an innocent child in the palace, and only in this way could he avoid the weird palace changes that would turn upside down at any time.

Xiao Liangzi really jumped at this moment, walked to the screen on one side, picked up his purple brocade robe, stood in front of Ning Zichen, wrinkled his face, and said: "My good lord, I can't say" I'm, if this is heard by a few empresses, maybe they will reprimand His Highness, servants help His Highness change clothes, the drums of the second watch are beating, we just have to hurry before it's too late."

Ning Zichen didn't seem to hear it, his small body leaned back softly, and fell into the luxurious bed, which made Xiao Liangzi's face turn green all of a sudden, God, his wayward little Highness, he is simply It just killed him.

"Wait a while, we wait to sneak in so everyone notices us."

puff--

Xiao Liangzi wanted to squirt blood, Your Highness, just sneak in to attract more attention.

"Your Highness!" Just when Xiao Liangzi was at a loss, a voice suddenly appeared in the hall, making him stand up, and he threw himself down in front of Ning Zichen, stretched out his arms, and tightly protected him behind his back. .

After seeing the people standing in the hall clearly, Xiao Liangzi breathed a sigh of relief, his legs almost went limp.

"Oh, I scared this slave to death, guard Miao, please persuade Your Highness, the slave is really out of luck." Xiao Liangzi stepped forward to please Miao Ruo and stuffed the brocade robe in Miao Ruo's hand, then ran away Why?Of course, go outside and watch.

"Little Miaozi, Uncle Huang asked you to come?" Seeing him, Ning Zichen jumped up from the bed, not to mention his speed.

Miao Ruo apologized, handed the clothes to Ning Zichen and said, "Master saw that His Highness hadn't appeared yet, so he sent his subordinates to take a look."

Ning Zichen changed his normal routine, took the brocade robe, put it on quickly, and whispered to him: "I don't like this palace banquet the most. Once a year, I have to look at the four royal brothers every time. It's really annoying. .”

Miao Ruowei curled up her lips imperceptibly, and then said: "The master said, as long as His Highness can ascend to the Great Treasure early, those few can be demoted, imprisoned or exiled, it all depends on His Highness's preference."

"Yeah, I got it." The only thing that can't be killed is not that they don't deserve to die, but that he sits on the throne in order to be justified, and he doesn't have to bear the infamy of killing his brother and seizing the throne.

"Then my subordinate will take my leave first. Your Highness, please be careful." Miao Ruo cupped her fists and bowed before disappearing into the hall.

After Miao Ruo left, Ning Zichen shouted to the outside of the hall: "Xiao Liangzi, come in and tie my hair."

The palace door was pushed open, and Xiao Liangzi's smiling face came in. Seeing Ning Zichen, who was already fully dressed, he was overjoyed immediately, ran in briskly, put the whisk in his hand beside him, and happily tied his master's hair up.

On the Crouching Dragon Hall, resplendent and resplendent, as bright as day, on the topmost gilded dragon chair, is sitting on the top of the gilded dragon chair, the Emperor Yuanfeng of Tianqi Kingdom.

His face was sallow and wrinkled, but he was only in his early forties, but his hair was already gray, like an old man, but the dragon robe that originally fit him seemed empty and frighteningly thin.

Emperor Yuanfeng sat on the dragon chair, looking at the courtiers below in court uniforms, but there was something inexplicable hidden in the cloudy eyes, until he saw the man in all his glory walk in, his eyes were clear. There was such a glimmer of spirit.

"Brother Huang, I haven't seen you for a long time, and you look a little older." Seeing Emperor Yuanfeng, Ning Yuejin sighed helplessly.

Emperor Yuanfeng didn't seem to care about people saying he was old at all, but pointed to the position of his striker and said, "Come and sit here and talk with me."

Ning Yuejin lifted up her robe, went up the stairs, and sat down on the first seat under him. The clever old eunuch beside him had already stepped forward and poured Ning Yuejin a glass of wine herself.

"It's really rare to be able to work for Eunuch Lan to pour wine for the king."

"My lord has beaten this slave, it's a great blessing for me to be able to pour wine for my lord." Eunuch Lan bent over and said with a smile.

"Ah Jin, you can't see the changes all the time, it's really God's favor." Emperor Yuanfeng's tone was lost, and he was also full of sighs.

"How can there be no change, it's just that the emperor can't see it." Ning Yuejin smiled, people are changing every moment, and what remains the same is already dead.

(End of this chapter)