Be Modest, My Master of Imperial Guards

Half a moment after the singing and dancing in Baohe Hall, the seat of military attaché Xi Wanli was already empty.

Accompanied by the melody of the bells ringing like a wind chime, a fiery red figure appeared at the entrance of the main hall.

When Emperor Xiao saw the national teacher present, he waved to the next.

The singing, dancing, and the orchestra stopped abruptly. After the dancers prayed to Jintai, they walked out of the small doors on both sides of the aisle.

The hall fell into silence.

Everyone is watching this moment that has attracted worldwide attention.

Yu Xuanji, the national teacher, was holding hands under the golden platform, and his voice said:

"The emperor, Poor Dao has been ordered to ring the blessing bell, and pray to heaven for the emperor's longevity, the empress' empress and the health of the phoenix, and for the prosperity of the nation and peace in the world."

"Okay, what a prosperous national luck, peace in the world!"

The emperor was overjoyed, his eyes were sharp and sharp, and the red gold double dragon crowns on his head were shining and luxurious under the reflection of the palace lanterns.

With a wave of his sleeve, he smiled and said:

"The national teacher has worked hard."

Yu Xuanji's eyelashes drooped slightly, and the smile lines on the corners of her lips were light, with a hint of coldness in the darkness:

"The emperor, the auspicious time has come, the Dragon God's soul is hiding in the air, and the admiral of the East Factory can offer a picture of Kunhuang Island."

When the emperor heard the words, the brilliance in his eyes suddenly brightened, and the sound of surprise trembled slightly:

"Pass, the admiral of the East Factory Leng Qingtang enters the hall."

Grandpa Zhang stood upright, flicking the whisk vigorously, his shrill voice reached its limit:

"Biography, Dongchang admiral Leng Qingtang enters the hall."

In the deep night sky, the sound of fireworks bursting is deafening, and the sky is full of fire trees and silver flowers blooming and falling gracefully. The colorful and rapidly changing beauty makes people unable to move their eyes.

Leng Qingtang walked in slowly in the vast and scorching fluorescence like stars, his body was limpid and clean, and his facial features were stunning.

He held the square gold box with carved urn treasures in his hand, and he walked slowly and unhurriedly every step. The gold silk embroidered soap boots fell on the red carpet that meant step by step, and there was no faint sound.

There was no noise, and hundreds of eyes were directed at the handsome and handsome man.

On the golden platform, the imperial concubine Wan Yuyao drew her neck even more, and his eyes were full of his jade tree facing the wind.

Looking back on all the past, she couldn't help feeling a moment of emptiness, a moment of loss, her complexion deep and heavy, and her fingertips moved sadly.

In the middle of the hall, Leng Qingtang stopped and stood upright. When kneeling, the square gold box raised his head high, and his eyes bowed with respect:

"When the admiral Leng Qingtang of the Chendong Factory is in good luck, he will bring a map of the sea area of ​​the Tianyan Gate to the Bao Kunhuang Island to the emperor. I wish my emperor, long live, long live."

On the stage, the Second Palace of the East and the West, the Empress Wu, and the palace staff all got up and kneeled together, shouting loudly:

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live."

Emperor Xiao stood up quietly from the dragon chair, his eyes fixed on the gold box, his mouth half open, his eyes flashed with extremely greedy light.

The vibration in the chest cavity resounded constantly, and the heartbeat was like drumming.

Xu was too excited, and the emperor was a little doubtful whether what was happening before him was real or in a dream.

He closed his eyes forcibly and opened them quickly. The person and the box were still there, and he finally felt relieved. He slowly sat back in the dragon chair, his expression steadfast, and commanded:

"Come on, present the golden box."

Father Zhang bowed and inserted the whisk in his waist seal:

"The slave follows the order."

After walking off the high platform, Zhang Gonggong and Leng Qingtang smoothly handed over the lacquer box and then turned back and steadily presented them in front of the emperor.

Emperor Xiao's eyes were wide open, and he was stunned for a long while at the square gold box on the dragon case, and then slowly removed the lid of the box with his trembling fingers.

On the dark red flannel lining lies a roll of sheepskin.

The emperor took a deep breath, took out the sheepskin, and shook it away in front of everyone.

At the moment when he saw the map of Kunhuang Island clearly marked on the sheepskin, the emperor's facial muscles stiffened due to excessive tension, a slightly ugly face, suddenly burst into a wild smile:

"Haha, okay, okay! It really is a strange picture of Tianyanmen, I can finally follow its instructions to patrol Weihai and go to Kunhuang to watch the dragon and the sky!"

Everyone bowed their heads again and shouted:

"Congratulations to the emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live."

"Flat body, flat body, hahaha!"

The orchestra in the hall played a lively melody in response to the scene, and the fireworks outside the hall were blasted into the sky, making it extremely lively.

Tonight, the palace is doomed to sleepless. Tonight is the time to reverse the world.

The people in Baohe Hall seemed to have accomplished a cross-century feat, enjoying the joy of pushing the cup and changing the lamp, but they didn’t pay attention. The eyes of Leng Qingtang sitting in the audience were sharp and bright, and there was an inexplicable smile between the lips and the chuckle. gloomy.

Just as Emperor Xiao was ecstatic about getting the treasure map, a clear voice of willfulness suddenly spread from outside:

"Wait! The emperor, the admiral of the Dongchang plant is a fake picture!"

——

Baohe Hall, a matching hall.

After Zhao An had finished speaking, Gu Yunyao rolled her eyes like a sap with her head blocked, and her body was soft on the chair on the spot.

"Master, you must hold on to it, master..."

Song Qin stroked her chest and back, calling out sadly.

For the first time after his breath was relieved, Gu Yunyao hid her face and wept.

Today, she has finally figured out the truth about everything. Knowing that Gu Yunxi and Tu Muxue have changed their appearances and identities, she finally understands that it is Wan Yuyao and the real Tu Muxue, that is, Xi'er. She deceived her and made her personally strangle the child in her belly.

Anger, hatred, regret, and sorrow, all emotions converge into an invisible and powerful force, repeatedly crushing the woman's atrium, and immediately there is a wave of blood rolling, and the severe pain of suffocation tears the woman's whole body, which is an indescribable torture.

She put her hands on her chest, crying bitterly:

"Yun Xi, my struggling sister... Sister Xu, concubine can't help you...uuu..."

Zhao An's face turned pale when he saw it, and he continued to persuade him:

"Master... Master, please keep your voice. It's not the time of grief. Whether you can catch Tu Muxue and change the face for the little master depends on tonight. Governor Leng has already made arrangements for Little master, you have to do something more!"

Gu Yunyao grabbed her sad emotions, wiped away the tears on her face and got up quickly, pacing back and forth, slamming her fist with her palm:

"Yes, yes, this palace can't cry. It's not the time to cry. This palace wants to see Yunxi, and this palace wants to catch Tu Muxue, so that her life is better than death! This palace must be for sister Xu, Jinzhu, and the palace's emperor. I have revenge!"

——

When Gu Yunyao's honor guard hurried back to Jingyang Palace,

The apprentice Xiao Lianzi, who was encountering Grandpa Zhang, led the foster mother of the Shangyi Bureau, and presented the emperor's decree to appoint Xi'er as an elective servant. Later, she will be adjusted to the rules of imperial service.

Hearing the good news, Tu Muxue was astonished, and she looked at Gu Yunyao who was coming over with tears and knelt down suddenly, crying:

"No, master, the servant girl doesn't want to wait for the bed, but the servant girl has to serve the master!"

The teacher's mother looked horrified, her brows were frowned and she was a little impatient, and said in a deep voice:

"What nonsense the waiter is talking about? Three thousand harem beauties, now the emperor sees you as the blessing you have cultivated for several lifetimes. If you are favored for a while, Master Yu also has brilliance on his face.

Don’t say any more about the delay, hurry up and go to the side hall to learn the rules of serving the emperor. After the fragrant soup is bathed, you have to dress neatly and board the Chun'en car to go to the Jiaoluan Temple to wait for bed! "

"Slaves, slaves..."

Obviously, the situation is developing in the direction of his plan, Tu Muxue still has to pretend to look like, looking aggrieved at Gu Yunyao, tears seemed to be asking her for help.

Without a word, the woman walked towards the girl faintly, followed closely with two palms behind her, for fear that the master would suddenly encounter unexpected events.

Gu Yunyao didn't speak immediately, her eyes narrowed while staring at Tu Muxue, and a cold light appeared in her eyes.

"Xi'er, do you really want to go to bed? If you don't want to, the palace will immediately return to Baohedian to meet the emperor, even if you don't want to be a concubine and spend the rest of your life, you will also ask him to take it back!"

"Manny think twice—"

The teacher's mother didn't know what was going on, and couldn't hear that this sentence was originally a woman's temptation. She immediately scolded her with a gloomy face:

"Don’t be confused, Master Yu! You have lost a son when you are not in love again. Xi'er will help you tonight..."

"My palace will never sacrifice a girl's youth to get a place in the harem!"

Gu Yunyao had a strong voice and did not back down.

"master!"

Tu Muxue knew of Gu Yunyao's uncompromising temper, and was worried that her acting too aggressively would cause the other party to ruin her good deeds. When she was in a hurry, she stepped into the trap with one foot.

She hugged Gu Yunyao's legs, "嘤嘤" tears crisscrossed:

"Master, you must never give yourself up for Xi'er anymore. The slave and maid alone make you worry too much, and offend many people. The maid is right, you can no longer annoy the emperor for the slave, you, you are called the slave and maid. Go!"

Before entering the palace, Tu Muxue vowed to his superior that he would try his best to get close to Emperor Xiao, and then assassinate him and obtain the Kunhuang Island map. Hearing that Dongchang would present a treasure map on the night of the spring banquet, it just provided an opportunity for her plan to achieve two goals. So, a long time ago, she started planning for the show tonight.

Tu Muxueyuan intends to use the path of the imperial concubine to achieve his goal, but he did not expect that Yu Concubine Gu Yunyao's temperament was too tough, and he was able to run around in the small confinement, and publicly forced the imperial concubine to have no retreat.

As a last resort, when people arrived at Jingyang Palace, they had to find another way out.

The fact that Lu Qiange saw through her real body sounded the alarm for Tu Muxue. She knew that she had to act immediately and it was urgent.

In front of him, Gu Yunyao's last level is not sad. Anyway, she disagrees, she still has "additional rice" waiting for her!

When she looked up again, the girl changed her sorrowful look:

"Master, Xi'er is not greedy for glory and wealth, but just doesn't want to drag you down. The slave-maid's life is low, and it is not worthy of the master to be the slave-maid. If the master insists, the slave-maid will have to keep this life in Jingyang Palace!"

The girl stood up suddenly, lowered her head, and hit the wall.

Xiao Lianzi quickly stopped her with eyes and hands, pulled her neck and shouted:

"Oh, grandma, it's a good thing to wait for the bed, why have to find life and death? Master Yu, Living Bodhisattva, please raise your hand and let the minions finish this job well!"

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