Empress is His Majesty's White Moonlight

Chapter 34
The Imperial Capital East Palace.

The city wall paved with fine tiles shines with magnificence, and there seems to be an unreal palace shrouded in mist in the distance.

The phoenix spreads its wings on the cornices carved from sandalwood, and the floating windows carved from blue tiles are wall panels piled up with jade.

When I came to the East Palace, I saw two big red doors. There was a sign on the top of the door, surrounded by gold rims, and engraved with three eye-catching gold characters "Prince's Mansion".

The Prince's Mansion has always been heavily guarded, except for the palace where the emperor lives, the East Palace is the most solemn place in the entire Qin Kingdom.

In the distance, Tianxi and Tianyang approached the Prince's Mansion slowly and hesitantly.

Looking at the two solemn Ouchi guards at the door, the two stopped in place.

The guard was expressionless, and his saber was shining brightly.

Tianxi's fists were tight and tight, and he was driven away by the guards here again and again. If he went to see the prince again this time, would he...

Tianyang hid behind Tianxi, looked shyly at the two guards at the gate of the Prince's Mansion, and retreated from the bottom of his heart.

"Brother, let's go back."

"hold on."

Tianxi looked at Tianyang in a dilemma, a thin layer of sweat broke out from the palms of his hands, and he kept taking deep breaths to adjust his nervous emotions.

……

Inside the Prince's Mansion, Changping Hall.

The carved beams and painted buildings are resplendent and resplendent, and the four corners of the palace are raised high, as graceful as four swallows spreading their wings.

In the office of Junbei City, the gorgeous attic is surrounded by pools of water, and the ground is full of duckweed, green and clear.

The sandalwood in the hall is lingering, and the atmosphere is peaceful.

In front of the desk, Jun Beicheng was seriously reviewing the files, and the court lady respectfully filled up the tea for him, bent down and stepped back slowly.

The aroma of tea overflows the rim of the cup, and the mist curls up with a refreshing mellow aroma.

It seems that all worries no longer exist, and the years are quiet.

There is a pot of small crabapple on his desk.

The leaves of Begonia flowers are like peach hearts, and the fluffy short hairs are extremely cute. Clusters are gathered together, and the petals are swaying in the breeze, which is playful and beautiful.

Knowing that the significance of the Begonia flower to His Highness is extraordinary, the ladies in the palace are all very careful when serving tea and water, lest they violate the taboo of the Eastern Palace.

Sitting next to the case next to him was the Minister of the Household Department, about half a hundred years old, with a sad face, and muttered: "Let Lao Li make such a fuss, I really can't explain why."

Xia Yan knocked on the wooden door, knelt on the ground respectfully and saluted, and said: "Your Highness, those two people are here, they are outside the palace."

Hubu Shangshu stopped talking, and lowered his head aggrieved, Jun Beicheng then looked away from the file.

Holding the tea saucer with his white fingers, he looked at the green tea reflected in the blue saucer, and said lightly: "Take them to register, and the positions will be awarded normally."

"Yes."

Xia Yan got up and was about to retreat, when he suddenly thought of something, he stepped forward to salute again, and said respectfully: "Your Highness, if the Crown Princess asks, will the servant bring the Crown Princess to see them?"

Jun Beicheng's gaze eased slightly, and he was silent for a moment, and said: "If she asks, don't tell her the addresses of those two people, let her come to me, understand?"

"The slave understands, the slave obeys."

Xia Yan nodded, stood up and was about to leave when Jun Beicheng's tepid voice suddenly sounded: "What I ordered just now is the principle."

Xia Yan's heart skipped a beat, and he slowly raised his head to look at Jun Beicheng. He suddenly had an ominous premonition, as if there was a crow flying around above his head.

Looking at each other, Jun Beicheng's eyes were as calm as water, with an indescribable depth, as if he could easily read people's hearts.


(End of this chapter)