Beloved Princess Wants Reform

Lu Zhang saw that she was still so stubborn, so he said in a deep voice: "don't forget, you are still his princess."

Yuwen Lingxi frowned and said in a funny way: "naturally, I dare not forget my identity for a moment, and this marriage is given by the emperor. When the overall situation is settled, it will be dust and dust. But now you and I have their own needs, so please make do with it." Words fall, she again Ying Ying a worship, get up to retreat.

Looking at the woman's back, Lu Zhang's hand in his sleeve tightened slightly.

It's a good sentence that dust returns to dust. She always speaks so fiercely that she wants to choke her to death.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his anger was hard to calm down, and he could not help brushing his sleeve into the side hall.

When Gao Gonggong pushed the door again, he saw a piece of precious inkstone broken in the middle of the main hall. His face was slightly surprised, but his heart was also full of 7788.

Just now, Yuwen Lingxi didn't look very good when she went out. Although she didn't treat her servants kindly, she wasn't harsh either.

In the past, when I met my father-in-law Gao, I paid more or less tribute to him for his courtesy, but today I just walked away.

He was thinking about whether he wanted to say something about the birth of chunpin, but Lu Zhang said first: "the lotus of bergamot that I ordered the house to prepare a few days ago is ready?"

Gao Gonggong smile, as if to ease the atmosphere, he said: "yesterday has been completed, today's manager Huang Shenglin to ask, is not the first to send pure concubine empress jade hall palace."

Lu Zhang frowned slightly, as if in meditation, did not answer immediately.

Gao Gonggong was also an old man in the palace. After waiting for Lu Zhang for a long time, he naturally knew when to open his mouth, so he closed his mouth.

As we all know, this pure concubine is the daughter of Prince Yi and the cousin of the emperor.

Usually, the concubines' birthday is only to find a palace to celebrate, but since Yuwen Lingxi appeared, Lu Zhang's attitude to the harem is always light. Most of these concubines have no place, and it's not easy to disturb him.

Although Prince Yi is a prince with a different surname, her Fu Jin and the Empress Dowager are sisters of a mother's compatriots. Naturally, this relationship is very close.

Lu Zhang's face was slightly relaxed, and he said, "let's go to Yutang palace for lunch today. I just gave this gift to chunpin."

Yuwenlingxi went back to his Xihe palace. After sitting for a while, he could smell the movement outside. Lu Zhang went to chunpin, which set a precedent that he would not come to her. It caused many people to speculate whether jundao and his concubine were out of favor.

Green wonderful listen to the upset, she had to protect the Lord, now saw the palace women used to pick things, face unconsciously condensation way: "today other people's palace I can't control, but if in Xihe palace someone broken mouth, then punish to Xing prison division, good life think of the past."

Yuwen Lingxi is leaning on the imperial concubine's couch in the room. Hearing this sound, her hand is slightly stunned. The page is not well grasped, and she almost falls down. Looking out of the window, the gardenias in the courtyard are blooming well, competing with other bouquets in the wind.

She suddenly bowed her head and saw on the page a few words written by the poet of the former dynasty, "grace is like rain, majesty is like thunder." Yu Wen Ling Xi suddenly a smile, can not be exactly this truth.

She straightened out her mind and knew that she had been in the palace for a long time, so it was inevitable that she had a little affection for Lu Zhang, but the sincerity of the imperial family was very important.

Yuwen Lingxi tears off the page and closes it to the cuff.

In the evening, Yutang palace is full of excitement. Pure concubines are different from other people. They not only make fun of it, but also invite the concubines who have made friends with the palace to get together. Then they make a post to invite Yu wenlingxi.

However, these were pushed by lvmiao. At this time, Yuwen Lingxi was sitting in front of the window, reading the note from the flying eagle. After she opened it again, her face finally showed.

Jian Su wrote that after she returned to her house, Lu Zhaohe welcomed the holy driver back to the palace. On the next day's rest day, she went to the bamboo grove ten miles outside the city. She sent someone to follow her. When she got to the door, she was blocked. There seems to be a maze. Because at the foot of the mountain, it is difficult to move because of the heavy fog in the morning.

Adhering to the principle of Yuwen Lingxi, it's natural not to act rashly, so he ordered people back.

But now she is quite sure that there must be something strange in the bamboo forest.

Yu Wen Ling Xi reaches out his hand to open the lamp cover, puts the note on the top and burns it gently. But after a while, he is swallowed up by the fire tongue, leaving only a ball of fine ash.

Enron passed a few days, during this period, Yuwen sensitive listen to the comments of the palace, several times want to come to provocation Yuwen Lingxi, but she is not comfortable with the body to block out.

No call can not enter, Yuwen sensitive also can't, sloshing twice and no longer come.

Just as she was thinking about it, she suddenly saw green Miao's long blue dress coming in slowly. She held the mung bean soup she had just made and said, "it's hot outside. My mother drinks something to dispel the summer heat."

Yuwenlingxi glanced at her face. Her long hair was gently rolled up with a bun, and a crabapple was inserted on her head. When she leaned over, she only felt that the pearly green and the morning light were in harmony, with a faint halo. "This summer has passed most of the time, how can't it be cool?"Green wonderful way: "maidservant this morning turn the Yellow calendar, see already is a big heat, want to boil a few days will arrive at the beginning of autumn, presumably at that time the weather will be slightly cool down."

"Great heat, but July 11?" Yu Wen Ling Xi suddenly gets up to ask a way, the green tendon on her forehead faintly beats, seem to have a headache.

Green wonderful puzzled, but also continue to say: "back to the empress's words, it is, and in a few days will be the festival."

Yuwen Lingxi's face darkened. Zhongyuan festival was no harm. She never believed in ghosts and gods. She often felt that people's hearts were even more terrible than these things.

But there is a folk saying that after the Zhongyuan Festival, she recalled the agreement with Lu Zhaohe when she was in the prime minister's residence last time.

Originally this kind of small matter let Jane go, but she calculated carefully, until that day Xunyang Wenshi someone came to talk about the last business.

This matter has always been in charge of Jane Su, Yu Wen Ling Xi can't, had to go out on his own.

At this time in Chengqian palace, Lu Zhangzheng looks at the spy under the seat with a dignified face. The people he sent out are all killed by yuwenli.

Now, one of them came back alive with only one breath remaining: "the emperor, his subordinates are incompetent. He found out too quickly there, so he only saw that there are many people guarding in other courtyard."

"Is Yu Wen away from that old man?"

After a pause, the man seemed to be choked by something. After half a sound, he took a breath. He insisted and continued: "I'm here, and I'm not only the prime minister, but also a little child..."

See his words haven't finished, then two eyes a black dizzy past.