Quancai came out of Wanshou Garden and rushed to the Forbidden City excitedly. Unexpectedly, he was rejected by the emperor when he arrived at the Ganqing Palace. Quancai walked to Wu Yong: What's wrong with the emperor?
Wu Yong raised his index finger and whispered: Don’t mention the three words Lu Hanrui again.
Quancai scratched his head and took out the letter from his arms: But isn’t this a letter from the emperor to the empress dowager? The reply was also the empress dowager, and it had nothing to do with Miss Hanrui...
What this is said
Bi Lingyuan, who was erecting his ears in the hall, nodded deeply, turned over from the couch, sat down, picked up the drooping hair between his temples, and shouted outside: Wu Yong! Send the letter from the Empress Dowager back to me!
Also, it is also dedicated to the words "The Queen Mother" and "The Family Letter"
Wu Yong looked at the palace gate, blinked his eyes, looked at Quancai gently shook his head, and muttered: I am getting less and less confused about the emperor
Quancai smiled and handed the letter to Wu Yong. After entering the hall, he submitted it respectfully. Bi Lingyuan sat upright, took it calmly, opened it and looked at it.
Where is the handwriting of the Queen Mother?
The handwriting is clear and graceful, soft and tough, with the tenacity of bones not bend. It is said that the handwriting is like the person. As expected, the face floats in front of me.
Thinking of her grievances,
I remembered her stubbornness in looking at him with her head raised in the snow and snow...
He couldn't help but lick his dry lips, and suddenly felt a little irritable, especially when he saw the inconspicuous ink-colored pomegranate flower on the signature, he pierced his heart hard, and it hurt a lot immediately.
He decided that he would hate pomegranate flowers and everything related to pomegranate
Thinking of this, I slowly tore the letter paper apart and threw it on the ground casually
Wu Yong frowned again, the emperor was really unpredictable
Seeing that the emperor was cold and frosty, Wu Yong didn't dare to wander in front of him and carefully retreated.
The emperor used even less dinner. After drinking two sips of porridge, he no longer wanted to use chopsticks. At night, Wu Yong served the emperor with tea and ink, but inadvertently saw that under the books on the desk were torn letter papers...
After dinner, the emperor went back to the study room and asked him to get some rice, and then he kept his head shut and didn't know what to do.
Wu Yong couldn't help but look closer again. The torn letter paper was pieced together in small pieces, and there was a small flower on the letter paper.
Only then did Wu Yong determine that it was the one torn apart by the emperor. Look at this flower, it must be a letter from Miss Hanrui on behalf of the Empress Dowager.
What to look at? Bi Lingyuan suddenly turned around and glared at him, took a book and covered the letter paper
Wu Yong quickly looked away: The slave saw nothing...
Let Quancai deliver this letter to the Queen Mother
Bi Lingyuan took out a letter and threw it to Wu Yong, said this lightly, then got up, stretched, walked out of the study room, and went back to the bedroom.
Wu Yong held the letter and stood there for a long time. He didn't understand, he really didn't understand...
If you don't understand, you won't understand. You still have to send a letter.
In the backyard of Puning Palace in Wanshouyuan, Lu Hanrui was wrapped in a quilt and used ginger porridge later.
The imperial doctor came to see her during the day and prescribed her a prescription, but she was a palace maid and there was no one around her, so she could only force herself to go with the doctor to get the medicine.
The cold wind blew back and forth on the road, and when I returned to my room, I couldn't get up. My limbs were weak and my energy was floating. I didn't have the ability to use internal strength. I could only wrap myself in the quilt weakly.
I don't know when she woke up again, her throat was about to crack. She struggled to get up and wanted to get out of bed and pour a glass of water to drink. After only two steps, her body tilted and she collapsed on the ground.
Someone was passing by outside the wing room. I suddenly heard the movement and stopped, then knocked on her door: Is there anyone inside?
Lu Hanrui gasped for two dejected breaths, really afraid that she would just lie on the cold ground all night, and said in a hoarse voice: There is... cough cough cough cough! cough cough cough cough!
The door was pushed open, and a little palace maid with slender eyebrows reached into half of her body. She lowered her eyes and saw Lu Hanrui lying on the ground. She hurriedly came forward to help her up.
water……
Wu Yong raised his index finger and whispered: Don’t mention the three words Lu Hanrui again.
Quancai scratched his head and took out the letter from his arms: But isn’t this a letter from the emperor to the empress dowager? The reply was also the empress dowager, and it had nothing to do with Miss Hanrui...
What this is said
Bi Lingyuan, who was erecting his ears in the hall, nodded deeply, turned over from the couch, sat down, picked up the drooping hair between his temples, and shouted outside: Wu Yong! Send the letter from the Empress Dowager back to me!
Also, it is also dedicated to the words "The Queen Mother" and "The Family Letter"
Wu Yong looked at the palace gate, blinked his eyes, looked at Quancai gently shook his head, and muttered: I am getting less and less confused about the emperor
Quancai smiled and handed the letter to Wu Yong. After entering the hall, he submitted it respectfully. Bi Lingyuan sat upright, took it calmly, opened it and looked at it.
Where is the handwriting of the Queen Mother?
The handwriting is clear and graceful, soft and tough, with the tenacity of bones not bend. It is said that the handwriting is like the person. As expected, the face floats in front of me.
Thinking of her grievances,
I remembered her stubbornness in looking at him with her head raised in the snow and snow...
He couldn't help but lick his dry lips, and suddenly felt a little irritable, especially when he saw the inconspicuous ink-colored pomegranate flower on the signature, he pierced his heart hard, and it hurt a lot immediately.
He decided that he would hate pomegranate flowers and everything related to pomegranate
Thinking of this, I slowly tore the letter paper apart and threw it on the ground casually
Wu Yong frowned again, the emperor was really unpredictable
Seeing that the emperor was cold and frosty, Wu Yong didn't dare to wander in front of him and carefully retreated.
The emperor used even less dinner. After drinking two sips of porridge, he no longer wanted to use chopsticks. At night, Wu Yong served the emperor with tea and ink, but inadvertently saw that under the books on the desk were torn letter papers...
After dinner, the emperor went back to the study room and asked him to get some rice, and then he kept his head shut and didn't know what to do.
Wu Yong couldn't help but look closer again. The torn letter paper was pieced together in small pieces, and there was a small flower on the letter paper.
Only then did Wu Yong determine that it was the one torn apart by the emperor. Look at this flower, it must be a letter from Miss Hanrui on behalf of the Empress Dowager.
What to look at? Bi Lingyuan suddenly turned around and glared at him, took a book and covered the letter paper
Wu Yong quickly looked away: The slave saw nothing...
Let Quancai deliver this letter to the Queen Mother
Bi Lingyuan took out a letter and threw it to Wu Yong, said this lightly, then got up, stretched, walked out of the study room, and went back to the bedroom.
Wu Yong held the letter and stood there for a long time. He didn't understand, he really didn't understand...
If you don't understand, you won't understand. You still have to send a letter.
In the backyard of Puning Palace in Wanshouyuan, Lu Hanrui was wrapped in a quilt and used ginger porridge later.
The imperial doctor came to see her during the day and prescribed her a prescription, but she was a palace maid and there was no one around her, so she could only force herself to go with the doctor to get the medicine.
The cold wind blew back and forth on the road, and when I returned to my room, I couldn't get up. My limbs were weak and my energy was floating. I didn't have the ability to use internal strength. I could only wrap myself in the quilt weakly.
I don't know when she woke up again, her throat was about to crack. She struggled to get up and wanted to get out of bed and pour a glass of water to drink. After only two steps, her body tilted and she collapsed on the ground.
Someone was passing by outside the wing room. I suddenly heard the movement and stopped, then knocked on her door: Is there anyone inside?
Lu Hanrui gasped for two dejected breaths, really afraid that she would just lie on the cold ground all night, and said in a hoarse voice: There is... cough cough cough cough! cough cough cough cough!
The door was pushed open, and a little palace maid with slender eyebrows reached into half of her body. She lowered her eyes and saw Lu Hanrui lying on the ground. She hurriedly came forward to help her up.
water……
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