Chapter 740: This palace likes that your majesty will not want to live or die

After finalizing the plan, the aristocratic think tank headed by Shen Yichao bowed out after saluting.
Shen Jiang lay on the chaise couch, tilting his head to admire the falling snow outside the glazed window.
Before long, the bead curtains collided, crisp and lingering.
A white and slender hand gently opened the bead curtain.
That hand is well-defined, although it is a man's hand, it was born with a very delicate and beautiful appearance. It was not like holding a sword, just like holding a pen and paper to dance.
The man who came slowly, although he was nearly forty years old, was still handsome and elegant. He wore a plain white black bamboo pattern robe and a golden crown on his head. His face was pale because of his frailty, but his sickness was for him. Adds a bit of moonlight beauty.
One can vaguely glimpse how outstanding he was when he was young.
He sat in front of the chaise couch, picked up an exquisite cloak made of sable fur, and gently laid it on his lap for Shen Jiang: "Beijing has given a few pieces of sable fur to the emperor, and the rest is , Asked Xiuniang to sew a woolen cloak for you. Listening to the divination of the Qin Tianjian, this winter is very cold."
Under the glazed lights, the sable fur cloak was radiant.
It is also Shen Jiang's favorite deep purple color.
She reached out and stroked the cloak.
She laughed suddenly and threw the cloak into the stove not far away.
The fire rose in a cluster.
Jumping, swallowing up the gorgeous cloak.
Shen Jiang admired the man's paler face: "Your Majesty, my concubine doesn't love cloaks. Not even the cloak you gave me."
Xiao Yu held the kerchief and coughed a few times.
His lips were dyed bright red, and his eyes were peach blossoms, but he was always gentle: "What Ajaan likes, I will find a way for you."
"The palace likes that your majesty will not want to live, be lonely and die."
"For so many years, Ajaan still hates me."
"Hate in this life, and will continue to hate in the next life. You should have known it as early as when you ordered to kill him!"
"He is just a luthier, you can't be together."
Like being poked into a sore spot.
In my mind, unpleasant old things emerged.
Shen Jiang raised his hand and slapped Xiao Yu viciously.
She pinched Xiao Yu's neck and approached his face, Dan Feng's eyes were scarlet as blood, and she said every word: "Xiao Yu, you ruined my beloved love, and I also want to ruin your beloved one! Don't you cherish this country? You wait, this palace has been drinking ice for twenty years, and you will definitely be called to the Xiao family to change the dynasty and the universe!"
She pushed Xiao Yu away, and turned away with a cold face.
The maids who were serving in the Nuan Pavilion seemed to have already seen no surprises, bowed to Xiao Yu, and followed Shen Jiang in an orderly manner.
Xiao Yu sat on the side of the chaise couch in embarrassment, clutching his neck, coughing badly.
He covered his mouth with a handkerchief, and dots of blood stained the handkerchief, looking shocking.
But the emperor is as gentle as jade.
In his eyes, there is still sadness and tenderness.
...
There was a heavy snowfall last night.
Nan Baoyi wears a moon-white wide-sleeved jacket with a collar and a beautiful and expensive scarlet skirt. When walking through the veranda, you can see the garden like snow and frost, crystal clear and beautiful.
Stepping into the Flower Hall of Songheyuan, she smelled the incense of the Buddha, feeling at ease in her heart.
She handed the small hand stove to the lotus leaf, and saluted: "Greetings to grandma."
"Good boy, come here."
Nan Baoyi leaned into the arms of the old man. The old man touched her little hand and her sleeves, and said with concern: "Today Luoxue, why do you dress so thinly? Quickly, bring the thick coat and give it to you. Jiaojiao put it on."
Nan Baoyi has a headache.
Grandmother likes to dress young girls brightly and brightly, so the thick coats prepared are all red and green, and they are very thick. After wearing them, they will not show her slim figure.
But there is no way, there is a kind of cold, called your grandma thinks you cold.
Seeing Mother Ji smiled and held the big flower coat, she had to put it on for the time being.
The old lady felt that she was really warm, so she said, "Zhen Zhen went back to the college yesterday. I was interested in bringing red lines for her and your elder brother, but she was not tempted, thinking it was because your eldest brother is an elm bump. I love Zhen Zhen. , I feel that Doctor Jiang is a good partner, and I will introduce her to her, but she is still unmoved. Jiaojiao'er, did Zhen Zhen have a beloved in her heart?"
Nan Baoyi looked unclear.
Ji Zhenzhen said goodbye to her yesterday, and once held her and cried.
She was faintly aware of a little sentiment, but such sentiment was not contained by etiquette.
She lowered her long curled eyelashes and whispered, "Maybe."
After talking about Ji Zhenzhen, the old lady mentioned Xiao Yi again: "Jiao Jiao'er deliberately lied to her grandmother and said that he had never seen him, but he is clearly your immediate boss. Jiao Jiao'er, you still admire him, don't you?"
Nan Baoyi pursed her small mouth.
How can you not love it?
She buried her small face in the old man's arms.
She sullenly said: "Grandma, I miss him when I eat, and I miss him when I study. Even when I sleep, I am tossing and turning for him and can hardly sleep... Grandma, if I have another chance, I still want to marry. give him……"
The old lady stroked her little granddaughter's back, listening to her with heartache and distress.
Just thinking of how to comfort, the maid came in and submitted a famous post, saying that it was the wife of the big Situ family who came to visit.
Nan Baoyi sat up: "Clan Liu? What is she doing?"
Curious in her heart, she sat behind the screen and listened.
"The Nan Yan girl from your mansion was originally my son's charming concubine." Madam Liu was kind and amiable, "My son is thinking of her. No, I specially invited me over, so I want to take Yan'er back again."
Nan Baoyi took a sip of hot tea.
The gold mines and quarries of the Wu family were all taken back by Empress Shen.
After getting used to the wealthy days of Zhongming and Ding Shi, suddenly lack of financial support, it must be a very difficult time for the Wu family.
The Nan family is famous for its wealth. Mrs. Liu wants to take Nan Yan back, nothing more than to use Nan Yan as a lead wire and get a lot of money from the Nan family.
Outside the screen.
The old lady doesn't care much about Nan Yan.
How shameless it is to take the initiative to be a concubine!
Her complexion was faint, and she told Mother Ji to invite Nan Yan.
Mrs. Liu took Nan Yan for a long time to praise, then smiled: "My daughter-in-law, looks like a puffy willow, not half as good as Yan'er. Her body is even worse, the doctor said, she may not be able to survive this winter. Not like Yan. Son, good health..."
The implication is that Nan Yan will continue to play.
A dark light flashed across Nan Yan's eyes, as if weighing pros and cons.
Immediately, she said gently: "Yan'er and Mrs. Shao are in love with sisters. Mrs. Shao is ill. Yan'er will visit the mansion by herself..."
The maid beside Mrs. Liu smiled and said: "The slave girl is sitting behind the screen. She must be the Southern female officer of Sili Yamen. You might as well ask the Southern female officer to visit the house together, so your sisters can take care of each other."
Madam Liu was stunned, feeling that it was reasonable.
Nan Baoyi has no comments.
Dayong had been popular in studying and visiting, making friends with celebrities and officials, in order to be recommended by celebrities in the official career, so the residences of high officials and celebrities are often full of friends and very lively.
Going to the Da Situ Mansion to meet the world will benefit her without harm.