The first peasant concubine of the prosperous age

Chapter 248 Entering the Emperor’s Palace Gate (3)
Liu Aiying gritted her teeth and hated that if she had just entered the palace, she would not have experienced those things. Now she might be willing to marry a nobleman, but she is not reconciled. She wants to climb up. She lowered her head slightly to cover up her emotions, and then bowed leave.

As soon as Liu Aiying left, the maid stepped forward and whispered: "Your Majesty, Second Miss?"

"She's ambitious, and she doesn't even look at where the palace is. If it wasn't for that person, I wouldn't have entered the palace." As she spoke, Liu Aimeng stared fixedly ahead, holding the teacup tightly in her palm, her fair skin His fingers were tightly stretched.

"Second Miss has also suffered a lot in the past six months."

"If she didn't suffer these hardships, she wouldn't know where the palace is, and she would have been beaten to death by now. It would be better to have a longer memory."

After Liu Aimeng finished speaking, she waved her hand, and the long and dragging clothes drew a graceful arc on the ground, and then she walked to the pool next to her. She walked gracefully to the pool, put her jade feet in, and then slowly Falling slowly, sinking, it seems that only in the pool can she forget her current life in the palace, and forget that she is also a ruthless and cunning empress.

She had come this far, and she would never allow herself to back down.

Five days later.

The snow in Yizhou has stopped, and it is covered with white snow everywhere, covered in silver, showing purity and elegance everywhere, the cold wind sweeps the flying snow, and slaps Yang Yaoyao on the face, but she suddenly does not know that the luxurious sedan chair has stopped At the door.

Seeing Yu Muchen's figure, Yang Yaoyao twitched his mouth slightly, and sat on the sedan chair indifferently and calmly.

Zhang Xi stood at the door, gazing quietly. He and Yang Yaoyao looked at each other, and the light inside was faint, like the hearts of the two.

Yang Yaoyao glanced at Zhang Xi, then put down the curtain in the sedan chair, and said, "Let's go."

The sedan chair was walking steadily on the snowy ground. After Zhang Xi watched Yang Yaoyao leave, he still stood there with a faint desolation in his eyes, and his body was as cold as ice and snow, which made it impossible for people to get close.

It is best to choose such an early morning, before everyone wakes up. There will be no parting, no sadness, and a peaceful and quiet time. She will welcome her own life in the imperial palace. This time she will no longer keep a low profile. , she will no longer be confused, her purpose is to gain power, to hold her destiny in her own hands.

Sitting in the sedan chair, Yang Yaoyao seemed to think of something, her eyes sharpened, and she became calm again. She leaned on the sedan chair and closed her eyes. She could tell from the stability of the sedan chair that the person who carried the sedan chair had martial arts skills. High strength, unfathomable.

Can't help sneering in his heart, Yu Muchen really thinks highly of himself, sending these people with high martial arts skills to carry the sedan chair.

Yu Muchen rode on the horse and kept level with the sedan chair, his eyes kept looking at the surroundings lightly, his whole body was full of murderous intent, even now that the Fengxi Festival is over, the envoys have all left, and all the assassins in Yizhou are still standing up. Can't let him relax.

When the sedan chair came to the town, she felt an unusual aura. With a movement of Zhang Xi's sleeve, a force was about to be released, but Yang Yaoyao suddenly opened her eyes. On the days at the bottom of the cliff, she was in the forest. Colliding with strength training in the natural world every day, she has long cultivated a pair of keen observation skills, even if there is a change in breath, she will be aware of it.

As soon as Yang Yaoyao opened the sedan chair, she saw countless people running out from the corner of the street, some of them were familiar faces, some of them were not familiar to her, they were holding various things in their hands, and enthusiastically swarmed towards the sedan chair.

"Yang girl..."

"distant."

"lady."

The ups and downs of lively sounds instantly broke the quiet morning, making the cold morning warmer. Yang Yaoyao listened to their passionate voices, felt the blessings, reluctance, and worries in the voices, and his eyes filled.

"Girl, you have to be good in the palace."

"Madam, if you are bullied in the palace, come back, we will always be here..." A simple and enthusiastic man said, this is the owner of a grocery store, she seems to have given him advice, Ask him to classify the items in the store, so that everyone can find what they want to buy according to the slogans on the shelves when they enter the store.

"Girl Yang, we will support you, don't be afraid, we will manage the store well..." A woman standing in the crowd, her face flushed from the cold, shouted towards Yang Yaoyao.

Yang Yaoyao vaguely remembered that this woman seemed to be doing laundry everywhere. Once she passed by the river, she saw this woman's hands were purple with cold, and she was still rubbing the pile of clothes hard. She looked at that scene, Thinking of Mrs. Sun, my heart ached, so I helped her open a laundry shop based on the woman's craftsmanship. I designed a twisting cylinder, just like a modern washing machine, just like a grinder. When rotating along the cylinder, the clothes will be continuously stirred in the water. , greatly saving manpower and enhancing efficiency.

Later, the laundromat came back to life, and the woman hired two girls to help, and now it is getting better. I remember one time when she saw herself, she happily said that she made money and cured her mother-in-law. .

"Mrs. Yang, don't forget Yizhou in the future, and design beautiful clothes and shoes for us to wear." A [-]-year-old girl looked at Yang Yaoyao with admiration, and shouted on tiptoe.

This girl, when she came to Yirenfang, felt very low self-esteem. She happened to be there at the time, and gave her some advice on how to dress and how to match her. She is short in height, so she designed a pair of inner heightened shoes based on ancient shoes. , as a gift to this young girl, the radiance and confidence in her eyes are completely different from the beginning.

She is also sincerely happy for her.

"Yaoyao, take good care of yourself in the palace."

"Mrs. Yang, people in the palace are unpredictable, so it must be fine."

Countless people said warm and touching words, and the simple words washed away her cold and melancholy mood. Faces flashed through her mind one by one. There were so many that she couldn't tell them apart, and she seemed to forget many of them. Yes, at the beginning, when she was doing those little things, she didn’t feel that there was anything wrong. She always thought that if she knew something, she would help if she could. It would be best for everyone to live a prosperous life. That's more, to drive economic growth, this is the most common reason.

What's more, looking at those honest and simple people, she always wanted to help out, she didn't want to do it, but in the end, what she got back was full of touch. It turned out that her heart was not cold, but warm, and she was very happy. Easy to be satisfied, even a word from each of them gave her enough strength. She is full of expectations for the future, and she will face it with a strong and strong heart.

She will be a good second-rank female officer, she will stand on that high place overlooking the world, she will not let anyone down, and she will return to this place openly.

Standing on the eaves of a roof, Jin Heng watched his master leave from a high place. Seeing the enthusiastic reactions of the people all over the street, he was proud of having such a master, and his heart was filled with excitement. At the same time, he was also worried that the palace was dark. Where there is a spinning nest, if you take one step forward, there is no way out.

(End of this chapter)