Chapter 959: My palace vaguely dreamed of him again

Xiao Yi grabbed her in time: "Don't be afraid."
He helped Nan Baoyi to sit on the couch, wiped her tears from the corner of his eyes with the corner of his sleeve, and walked to the door of the wing alone.
He opened the door of the house.
The noisy and chaotic yard was immediately quiet as a chicken.
Xiao Yi glanced at the people blankly, and his voice was as cold as water: "There is nothing to do?"
Aftertaste and the few maids were timid, and quickly drew away the excited gossip expressions, respectfully blessed them, and then retreated.
Xiao Yi's eyes fell on Jiang Suihan and his wife.
The pressure brought by the imperial family is like the thunder of destruction.
Jiang Suihan subconsciously blocked Xie Alou behind him, bit his scalp against Xiao Yi's sight, and whispered, "Well, Jinling Tour still has a few accounts that haven’t been clear. Let’s go, here’s going... Xiao Brother family, keep on..."
After speaking, he took Xie Alou's hand and smeared the soles of his feet.
Xiao Yi was sure that they had escaped before closing the door.
Walking back to the inner room, the little girl lowered her head and rubbed her eyes, her eyes were red, like a poor rabbit.
He sat beside her, patted her on the head, and took her into his arms.
Nan Baoyi leaned on his chest and choked: "Second brother, I don't have the face to meet people... Xie Alou is too bad. It doesn't count to write on paper all day long, and he still promotes this kind of thing everywhere..."
"It's very bad." Xiao Yi kissed her heart, "Gai Ming'er, I will find a few assassins to beat her secretly to relieve Jiaojiao."
Nan Baoyi got into his arms: "If I don't hit her, I won't be so stingy..."
The arms of the second brother are always warm and spacious.
She got into his arms and was not afraid of anything.
Xiao Yi laughed.
He stroked the girl's soft hair, with a low and soft voice: "We are the most charming and generous."
...
The paper kite broke the line and was blown to the nine heavens by the strong wind from northern Xinjiang.
In the garden, the red persimmons that the birds had pecked half fell from the branches and fell on a thick layer of dead leaves. The autumn crickets hidden under the trees screamed, and the cats ran over the corner of the wall, shaking off the frost on the dead grass. .
It's winter time.
Shangyang Palace.
Nan Baoyi took a break today, but Empress Shen suddenly wanted to summon her.
She put on two layers of blouses before putting on the woven upper skirt.
After finishing the Luo Fu skirt, she put on a layer of loose large sleeves.
She has been pregnant for four months, but because of her thin figure and thick dress, the girl in the mirror is still tall and slender, showing no signs of pregnancy.
She packed up and came to Kunning Palace. She saw Empress Shen put on makeup, wearing a dark purple embroidered phoenix and eight peonies palace dress, and wearing a large golden phoenix crown with emerald pearls and golden phoenix that she wore during the sacrifice to heaven. Usually more bright and eye-catching.
Nan Baoyi stepped forward, picked up the long golden pierced armour from the red lacquer tray held by the maid, and carefully waited for Empress Shen to wear it on her fingertips.
She drooped Danfeng's eyes and said docilely: "The lady is so beautiful today, is it a happy event?"
Shen Jiang smiled but didn't answer, but walked out of the bedroom with Nan Baoyi's hand and sat on Feng Nian.
Feng Yan went straight to Qianhe Palace.
Qianhe Palace is the palace where the emperor lives.
Nan Baoyi heard that Empress Shen has not been here for 20 years.
Why today...
Upon arriving at Qianning Palace, Nan Baoyi saw countless Jinwu Guards guarding outside the palace gate.
Shen Yijue was also there, and he stepped forward to salute, and personally helped Shen Jiang down from Fengnian.
Shen Jiang vibrated his sleeves, his eyebrows were graceful: "He is inside?"
Shen Yijue lowered his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes: "Your Majesty is in the sleeping hall. The ministers have surrounded this place with soldiers since yesterday, and didn't let anyone in or out."
"well."
Empress Shen smiled slightly and stepped into the palace gate first.
Nan Baoyi looked at Shen Yiju curiously.
Empress Shen actually ordered him to lead his troops under house arrest...
What does she want to do?
With eyes facing each other, Shen Yejue's face was faint, without giving her any hint.
Nan Baoyi had to withdraw his sight and follow Empress Shen quietly.
This is Nan Baoyi's second time here.
The palace of the emperor is decorated with elegance and elegance, not like the residence of the emperor, but like the study of a literati.
There is no servant in the temple.
The emperor wore a bright yellow uniform, and sat quietly under the window, watching a cluster of green bamboos outside the window. His profile was smooth and handsome, very similar to the second brother, but his body was much sicker and more romantic, like a leisurely world. FIT.
As Shen Jiang stepped into the bead curtain, the maidservants all came in, squeezing the sleeping quarters to a little narrow, and it was also stained with too much powder.
Shen Jiang looked around and saw an ebony guqin hanging on the wall.
She stared at Guqin for a moment, then suddenly laughed, "Qin is elegant, Xiao Yu, do you play Fuqin too?"
Before Xiao Yu could answer, she hugged the guqin and fell to the ground in front of him.
The body is broken and the strings are scattered.
Xiao Yu stared at the messy ground, his eyes flushed slightly.
Shen Jiang sat opposite him, whispering softly: "It's winter, and it suddenly became very cold last night. Half-dreaming and half-awake, my palace vaguely dreamed of him again. He played the piano by the river, his white clothes were like snow, and the piano sounded. Lingling. My palace wanted to listen carefully, but in the blink of an eye, I saw that his head was cut off..."
She has long eyelashes trembling.
She quickly lowered her eyes and poured her wine with her sleeves rolled.
The jade white fingertips hold up the small celadon cup.
Just about to drink alcohol into his throat, Xiao Yu frowned and reached out to stop her.
He took the wine cup and poured it on the bamboo floor: "Cold wine shouldn't get into the throat."
Shen Jiang grinned.
She supported him and stared at Xiao Yu's face: "The former juvenile overlord is now just a puppet with a sickly body in the hands of this palace. Xiao Yu, guess what is this palace going to do today? "
She speaks briskly and tenderly, with a natural smile on her face, like an innocent and charming girl next door, asking her beloved boy if she can enjoy the moon and flowers together.
Xiao Yu also stared at her.
Obviously sitting opposite, but as if separated from her by the sky.
Obviously, you can reach her face by reaching out your hand, but you can't touch her heart.
For a long time, he said: "In another half a month, it will be his sacrifice day. You want to become the emperor on the day of his sacrifice."
Shen Jiang smiled crisply.
Xiao Yu said again: "You came to me to get the edict of Zen position from my hand...Shen Jiang, you have been camping for him for twenty years, even if you even bear the charge of conspiring to usurp the throne, is it worth it? "
Shen Jiang cares his cheeks.
Obviously she did not drink, but her white cheeks showed a drunken flush.
She squinted her beautiful and sharp Danfeng eyes: "Twenty years, this palace still can't forget how you ordered him to be beheaded. Even more can't forget, the day he died, his bones had not had time to be buried, Ben The palace will be taken by you into the palace and taken forcibly..."
She recalled with a smile and mocking Bo Liang: "Xiao Yu, you say hate is longer than love. This palace has been thinking about your throne for twenty years, it is indeed long enough. However, this palace does not want to wait any longer, this palace will get it today. Your Zen edict. You have to give if you give it, or if you don’t give it, you have to give it."