The genius queen, here we come!

Chapter 6 When will you make another queen?

The scenery of the imperial garden is gorgeous, especially the rich peony, which blooms very generously, attracting all kinds of flowers and butterflies to pick nectar.

On the Peony Pavilion, there is a round stone table. On the stone table is an incense burner with a golden lacquer surface. It is surrounded by clouds and smoke, forming a shape that looks like clouds and suspicious flowers, exuding a pleasant aroma.

A tall and slender pure yellow back, dragging the pure yellow hem, brushed over the peony petals on the ground, and on the hem, several petals with dewdrops stuck to it.

The back garden in the early morning is as peaceful as a heavenly palace, but not as deserted as a heavenly palace.

Walking up the pavilion with unhurried steps, until he sat down at the stone table, the pure yellow tall and straight back still gave people a perfect visual sense.

After retreating from the court, Yu Shengjun came straight to the Peony Pavilion.He was wearing a pure yellow dragon robe without dragon patterns, and a crown on his head. Half of his hair was tied in the crown, and the other half was perpendicular to his back. Looking from behind, his back was unparalleled in beauty and elegance.His deep and soft eyes fell on the incense burner, and the smoke that floated out, like clouds and suspected to be in the shape of flowers, could not help but slightly raise the corners of his lips with a beautiful arc.

After a while, more than ten footsteps came from behind.

Yu Shengjun's soft eyes were a little restrained, and his eyes wandered from the incense burner to the large area of ​​peonies outside the pavilion.

When the dozen or so footsteps approached the Peony Pavilion, a loud voice came, "The Empress Dowager is here!"

Two young court ladies, two old court ladies, several young father-in-laws, and an elderly father-in-law accompanied the empress dowager to the Peony Pavilion.

The empress dowager put one hand on the old man's hand, put the back of her hand on the old man's hand, lifted the satin corner slightly, and walked slowly up to the Peony Pavilion.

Yu Shengjun stood up, faced the empress dowager, and nodded gracefully, his voice was indescribably elegant and magnanimous, "Your minister kowtows to the empress, good morning, empress!"

"En," the empress dowager replied lightly, her voice was as soft as dust, if you didn't listen carefully, you would think she hadn't made a sound from the beginning to the end.

The empress dowager is in her early forties, she looks like she is in her twenties or thirties, her attire is noble, her figure is well-proportioned, but she looks dignified.An easy-going face, but with a cold expression that doesn't match this face.

After sitting down, the Empress Dowager waved the handkerchief embroidered with lotus patterns.

All the maids and eunuchs were aware of the waving of the handkerchief, and hurriedly lowered their heads, retreated from the Peony Pavilion one after another, and walked away.

The empress dowager lightly waved the smoke from the incense burner, then closed her eyes and smelled it, and said a word with a deep meaning, "As in the past, it is still the fragrance that makes Ai's family headache."

Suddenly, a trace of emotion flashed through Yu Shengjun's deep eyes, but it was fleeting.After sitting down, he watched the lingering smoke from the incense burner form a cloud-like and flower-like shape, "For my son, this fragrance is what I want to smell the most at present. My son lives It has been 23 or four years, and the queen mother should let the son go to find the queen who will support the son for the rest of his life!"

The empress dowager opened her eyes, she couldn't bear to put her slightly angry eyes on Yu Shengjun's face, and her tone became sharper, "Where do you find it? The three thousand concubines in the harem were carefully selected by the empress for you, but you, even half a million You don't even want to step into the harem, and you don't care about everything in the harem. When will you make a queen again? When will the mother be able to see the arrival of the grandson? Every day, the mother can only have this time at this time. I have a chance to meet you, my emperor. But every time I smell the same fragrance, what does the emperor mean?"

(End of this chapter)