Silent as the sky, bright moonlight.

Staying alone in the empty house, the jade is condensed in fat, the lonely shadow is dim and frosty.

It is as crooked as empty and withered bones.

The faint harps and harps are flowing out of the wine glass, and the flowers are withered but still remembering one's own feelings.

Tears of cinnabar, thoughts of red beans.

If the marriage is fruitless and one thought is wrong, it will be difficult to be sad, difficult to be blessed, and difficult to miss lovesickness.

Leaning next to the swing, looking up at the sky, the silent night is so desolate.

She never learned about her love for the emperor from Ye Yilan, but instead she gave herself a difficult problem.

'You have to ask the emperor if he sincerely treats me.';

Xia Muling didn't know what she wanted to express. If the emperor was using the Ye family to favor Ye Yilan, it would inevitably make sense.

After all, the Ye family has always been the emperor's support.

It is said that women will change when they enter the palace, but Ye Yilan remains calm and majestic, never losing her temper. What man would not be tempted by such a woman.

"Your Majesty, why have you never looked at me?" He held the ropes on both sides of the swing tightly with both hands, and a trace of blazing fire flashed in his eyes, which then gradually dissipated.

Whispering, he said to himself: I shouldn't have such emotions. As time goes by, I will always receive grace.

The more I comforted myself, the more restless and restless I felt.

Anxiety kept rising and falling. Every time I thought of Ye Yilan, the scene of the two of them loving each other came to mind.

Perhaps, it is because I can't get it that I bless such fantasies.

Wearing a black cloak, as soon as she stepped out of the threshold, she saw Xia Muling in the yard. She quickly took off her cloak and hid it under the flower bed. He stepped forward as if nothing had happened and looked at her low expression with arrogance, with a look of ridicule: "Today's words on the city wall.

, Is it possible that the empress has forgotten?"

Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows and frowned, wondering: "What did I say?"

"The empress said that the higher you stand, the farther you can see." It's not that she thinks so, but she does think so. Since she can say this, it means that the two of them should be of the same species. "It's not that she thinks so.

If you stay here looking at the moonlight all day long, why don't you fight for yourself. If the emperor doesn't love you, is it possible that you will be alone for the rest of your life?"

"Strive for it?" He stood up and hummed disdainfully. "If fighting for it works, the Queen will not be left indifferent."

The two looked at each other, and Xia Muling always felt that she was unusual. Her eyes were so arrogant and rude. How could such a woman be brought into the Xia Mansion with the temperament of her eldest brother?

He passed by her side and swung leisurely on the swing, with a look of enjoyment on his face. He said calmly: "How can the queen be afraid of the power of the eldest grandson family? But you, my queen, have never thought about being pampered?"

"This is not the emperor's final decision."

Lan Shan was right. The queen had her eldest grandson to support her. After all, she also had an aunt. How could she have nothing?

Even if you want favor, if you can't even see the emperor's face, how can you talk about favor?

He smiled helplessly, mocking himself for being so naive.

"Your Majesty and Chen Zhaoyi are so close, why don't you tell her that you miss the Emperor so much. Besides..." There were evil thoughts in her evil eyes, and there was a hint of a smile with a hidden knife in it, and she smiled so charmingly."

What's more, she doesn't want you to see the emperor at all today, otherwise she wouldn't have said those words."

Seeing that she was speechless, he jumped off the swing and looked at her directly. He pressed close to her, not wanting her to look away.

"The emperor is reviewing the memorial at the moment, but my sister wants to go." I didn't pay much attention to this at the time, but when Lan Shan said it, I felt there was a trace of charm in it.

Xia Muling knew who she was. She trusted Ye Yilan and would never do anything to harm herself. Thinking about it carefully: "Chen Zhaoyi can come and go at will. She does this just for my own good."

"If it's for your own good, why don't you try it tomorrow and see if Chen Zhaoyi can do this for you?"

Lan Shan just wants to see how a woman who has always been favored by someone will help her sisters. Women are kind people. They can help you easily. You can't take anything too simple.

A smug smile appeared on the corners of her mouth, and she raised her lips slightly: "It's getting late, so I'd better go to bed early."

He returned to the flower bed and quietly picked up the hidden cloak. He looked back and saw her still standing there, shaking her head helplessly and saying to herself: For a man, why do this? If you figure it out, you will be like me.

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"If it is true as Lan Shan said, sister Yilan, can you offend the emperor in order to help me gain favor?"

He took out the handkerchief that he had treasured for many years, put it on the side of his face, closed his eyes and felt the lingering breath of Murong Haochen. Even though he didn't care about the handkerchief, his love for it could never change. He wanted to compare with Ye Yilan

, she is the one who has been obsessed with him.

She was most afraid of an empty night, when she was alone under the moon thinking about what love was.

Standing under the bridge in black clothes, the surrounding trees became his best cover. Today I found an unknown homing pigeon in the palace courtyard, and invited me to meet here tonight at Haishi. With doubts in my heart

I went to take a look, and when he turned around, he looked at him with shocked eyes: "Why are you free tonight to come to the palace to find me?"

Standing with his hands behind his hands and looking at her, Zi Ling raised a hearty smile on his lips: "I just want to tell you one thing, about the emperor."

"Your Majesty?" He hummed disdainfully. "I have no interest in your Majesty's affairs."

"Really?" He raised his eyebrows and pinched his chin tightly. He held her in his arms. The fragrant body fragrance was so charming. He only wondered why Murong Haoli was so obsessed with her.

Lan Shan no longer cared about what he would do next.

Zi Ling's lips were next to her ear, breathing out slightly. "If I told you that the emperor was injured at this moment, would you be interested?"

"You mean..." When she clasped his neck with both hands, she pushed him away with conviction. "Do you also know about the emperor and Chen Zhaoyi leaving the palace?"

As he said, Murong Haochen should have been recuperating outside the palace. He returned to the palace early just to block Yuyou's mouth. No one in the court knew about it.

The rumors in the palace are all true. It is clear that Ye Yilan is here today and his injury is just a cover-up.

The smile on the corner of his mouth was mocking Xia Muling's slender head for believing Ye Yilan's words so much.

He looked at this woman with evil eyes. There had never been a woman who could push her away so boldly. An intriguing smile appeared on her lips. He took off her cloak, put one arm around her waist, and the other with interest.

He touched her face. Why didn't he get a chance to see her in the Northern Desert? It would be a pity if he didn't treat her well. He looked at her with blurred eyes, as if his whole soul was drawn away by her: "That's right.

Those people were arranged by me."

"But it's the prince's order?"

I heard that he had forgotten his original intention. No longer teasing him, he walked to the bridge and exuded cold and arrogant arrogance: "The prince doesn't know about it. If he knew that I helped him get rid of the hidden danger, he would be extremely happy. Unfortunately, again

I missed it once."

"Without the prince's instructions, how could you have such great ability?" Lan Shan was full of curiosity about his identity. How could he have the ability to find a killer to assassinate the emperor.

She wants to know, who is he?

"Don't worry about this. I have something for you to do."

"What do you want me to do?" He took out an object and handed it to his hand.

"Find an opportunity to put this in the emperor's food, so that the prince can return to the palace and inherit the throne."

Lan Shan took it without hesitation and smelled it on the tip of her nose. She was very familiar with this medicine and asked: "This is the medicine from Bei Mo. This medicine is colorless and odorless. If you take it for a long time..."

He raised his voice to stop her, with a trace of murderous intent flashing in his eyes: "Miss Lanshan, you don't need to know that much, just do as I'm told."

He had forgotten who Lan Shan was. It was the right decision to let her enter the palace in the first place.

Lan Shan raised her eyebrows, with a strange look in her eyes, focusing on herself. She looked at him arrogantly: "You are too naive. How can I, a slave, enter and exit Chenlan Palace at will? But..."

He asked eagerly: "But what?"

Zi Ling had been waiting for her to speak, and it seemed that she must have thought of a way to get the best of both worlds.

She was the only one who could come and go at will in the palace. If she could become Murong Haochen's concubine, she would be more likely to serve him personally, which would not be difficult.

I'm afraid that Murong Haochen is so wary, so it's hard to get close to him.

"A saying that people in the Central Plains often say is, borrow a knife to kill someone."

Since Lan Shan couldn't get close to him, why not find someone who could always be by Murong Haochen's side, and she was the only one.

Zi Ling looked at this woman meaningfully, with some motives. It seemed that he had seen the right person that day.

This kind of woman will definitely become the best in Bei Mo.

Lan Shan stared at the medicine bag for a long time, wondering if the Queen knew about this...

The corners of that evil mouth raised, revealing a cunning smile.

next day

Yongning Hall

As usual, Dugu Wanji came to pay his respects to the Queen Mother. But today he saw her serious eyes, and her voice slowly came from above: "Aijia, listen to your father, the emperor has no intention of letting your cousin return to the palace."

"Since ancient times, there has been a struggle for the throne. How could the emperor let my cousin come back?" She also didn't want her cousin to come back. She was afraid that when the time came for mother and son to join forces, it would be terrible.

He clearly knew that Murong Haochen would not let Li'er go and asked his eldest brother to report, but he was so heartless. After taking a sip of tea, he remembered something and asked: "Ji'er, tell the Ai family that the emperor has come forward

Have you been with Ye Yilan for the past two days?"

"Ye Yilan and the emperor have shown sympathy to the people." There is a hint of unwillingness in the understatement. This kind of thing has been done by the emperor and the empress since ancient times. What an honor it is for Zhaoyi. "Aunt, it's strange to say that Ye Yilan is

The concubine, who was taken out of the palace by the emperor's people, felt..."

Dugu Wanji asked people to inquire for a long time, and then bribed the guards guarding the door to learn about the matter. He felt that the matter was not simple.

"It seems that you are also suspecting that the emperor is not simply caring about the people's sentiments." She has lived in the harem for many years, how could she believe this.
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