Chapter 493: Huachi suit

The palaces in front of them are upright, the eaves of the palace, the exquisite towers, the arch bridge between the palaces and the palaces, the corridors of the tortuous loops, the original roughness of the Yinguo Palace is faded, and the exquisiteness of the palace is specially brought elegant.
She looked at Gongliao Zhonglou, who could not see the edge, and slowly walked on the flat palace road paved with white marble. A towering high platform suddenly appeared in front of it. The high platform was almost a hundred feet tall, and it seemed that it could reach the sky. Made of snow-white boulder, each dragon is carved with a variety of dragons and phoenixes. It is lifelike and adds royal Tianwei.
The top of the high platform has not yet been completed, but the prototype of the proud world is quite large. She stood under the high platform, and her eyes were reflecting the changing situation in the sky, unable to speak for a long time.
The wind blows up her long sleeves, and her thoughts are as complex as the wind blows ...
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Nie Wushuang stayed at the Huaqing Palace in Yinfengtai, a palace named after the Huaqing Pool. It is full of exquisite luxury. What is even more strange is that in the weather where the water drips into the ice outside, only the hot spring water in the Huaqing Palace is endless. I emerged, and even warmed the whole hall.
Nie Wushuang calmly settled in the Huaqing Palace, and Lingshu, who was the funeral of De Fei Qi Yan, was finally transported to the edge of the Minjiang River, waiting for the Daxuefenghe to arrive at Qi. The two countries have been waiting for war on both sides of the river at this time, just waiting for the two countries to fight.
The front-line war broke out immediately, and the debate in Ying Guo's court on whether war was peaceful or not was still ongoing. Zhou Yushi's body had long since been buried in peace, and all the courtiers with grief and indignation were sober at that time, and began to consider whether it was worthwhile for the people of the two countries to enter into such a state of war for one week.
And Nie Wushuang's temporary residence in Huaqing Palace made them speculate about her intention to leave Chenghua Palace. Some people said that she was to avoid suspicion and to know that she was an authentic Qi Guoren!
Some people say that this is the best time for the queen to avoid all the head-to-head spearheads, because this is the most difficult time for the emperor. Although he is the supreme 10,000 people, he does not want to have a queen of all people and is criticized by the people of the country.
Nie Wushuang leaned in the main hall of the Huaqing Palace, listening to Yang Zhi's obituary, and smiled slightly: "It seems that this palace will go to a hot spring to cure a cold, and it will be guessed like this."
Yang Zhi looked up, and his eyes were all positive: "How does the queen mother-in-law know the real intention of the emperor to let the mother-in-law come?"
Nie Wushuang's smile froze suddenly.
Yang Zhi didn't want to say anything, he bowed in salute silently and turned back.
"Wait!" Nie Wushuang suddenly stopped him. After a long silence, he slowly asked, "Do you mean that the emperor originally planned to keep the palace away from the limelight, so he just let the palace come to this Huaqing palace?"
There was something passing in Yang's eyes, but soon he lowered his head: "Slave did not dare to speculate on the divine will, maybe the emperor simply wanted to make the queen's maiden comfortable for the winter. Maybe the emperor's arrangement had another profound meaning. Anyway ... everything It all depends on what the mother thinks. "
Nie Wushuang's heart finally managed to calm down the disturbances in the past few days. She waved her hands in despair: "Well, this palace understands you."
Yang bowed and left. Nie Wushuang sighed and half-faced. It's cracking, it's cracking. No matter what he does now, she can't believe that he is good for her.
She walked silently to the Huaqing Pool, where the spring water in the pool was a small spring. The pool was large enough to accommodate five or six people. The skilled craftsmen of Ying Dynasty used polished white marble as the bottom. It is also beautifully inlaid with colorful mountains and stones.
Nie Wushuang sighed as he looked at the white mist near the water of the hot spring pool.
The sound of footsteps behind him was loud, and someone opened the curtain and walked in. Nie Wushuang thought it was Xia Lan, and faintly commanded: "Prepare clothes for the palace, and the palace will go down for a while."
The people behind her brought her long dress, and Nie Wushuang opened the clothes in front of the pond. Suddenly, she turned her head, only to discover that Xiao Fengyi, who had not seen her for two days, was behind her.
His eyes fell on the collar where Nie Wushuang unbuttoned a button, and smiled slightly: "Wushuang, I was waiting for you to find out when I came. I didn't expect you to find it so soon ..."
He shook his head with a smile, and Wenrun's eyes narrowed. Nie Wushuang wanted to laugh, but thought of Yang Zhi's words, and he couldn't help feeling sad.
Xiao Suo said: "The minister has not yet greeted the holy driver, and the minister must be guilty of death!"
Xiao Fengyi just wanted to joke with her. I didn't expect that she was still thoughtful. Could she say ...
He shook his head slightly and stepped forward, wrapping his arms around Nie Wushuang: "Did you hear something bad again?"
Nie Wushuang's heart was sour: "No, Chen Ye is just afraid."
"What are you afraid of?" He had serious eyes in his quiet eyes.
"I am afraid that the emperor and the courtiers will be farther and farther. I am afraid that one day, you do not believe me, I do not believe you ..." Nie Wushuang said quietly.
Xiao Fengyan's dark pupils flinched sharply and looked at her: "Wushuang, don't you believe me?"
There was seriousness in his eyes, and a calm look made her cold.
How did she forget what Wu Yan taught, and he could never doubt all his decisions and words before the emperor. Not to mention showing his panic in front of him.
She was wrong, how could she be so outrageous?
Nie Wushuang was startled with cold sweat, turned back to know what he was doing, and quickly smiled: "No, it's Chen You thinking too much."
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Please take a break for everyone. Bing took my mother to travel around Suzhou and Hangzhou these two days. Therefore, the update is unstable, and it is likely that the update will not be resumed until home on the 25th.
Today took my mother to play with the tour group for a day, so tired and sleepy.
Bing barely wrote a chapter now holding his eyes. Sorry, I am an incompetent sister. Otherwise, I hope to save the paper and go out.
Ask for forgiveness! Touch it.