Two graceful figures reflected on the vermilion window, standing and sitting.

"Sister, did you have any injuries yesterday?" A weak voice came out of the red window, and you might have coughed twice.

"I guess it will be cured in a while. How about the emperor's sister now?" In the room, a tall woman stood up and held a bowl of hot ginger tea that had just been cooked to the woman sitting by the window. "Drink some to warm up your body. Is this typhoid fever mild? You have to rest more."

"It's better for the Emperor's sister to treat Xuan'er. In the past three years since the Emperor's sister was away, Xuan'er didn't even have the chance to talk to someone." Mi Xuan sighed lightly, took the ginger tea and took a sip, then picked up the pillowcase that had been embroidered for many days and some close-fitting clothes used by women when they were married, and passed it to her across the short table on the imperial concubine's couch and handed it to her, "The Emperor's sister is about to get married. Xuan'er has no body, but she can pass this skill. I hope the Emperor's sister will not dislike it."

Mi Huang didn't know how to work, so she took the pair of dragon and phoenix pillowcases she embroidered and some newly made clothes. She looked beautiful, with harmonious colors, bright lines, and still vivid and fragrant. She was not even worse than the embroiderer in the palace. No wonder she heard that Mrs. Xian praised her embroidery skills, so she thanked her, "Thank you for the generous gift of the emperor. If it weren't for these, I'm afraid that I would really open the skylight for this wedding." Every daughter's family got married, she had to have close people or embroider some wedding supplies by herself. But a few days after she returned to Beijing, it was too late for them to do it for several days, and she had other things to ask them to do it.

It is rare that at this time, in this deep palace, there are still people who can think of these things for her, even if it is just showing kindness?

Mi Huang blurted out, "If you get married in the future, the emperor will give you ten times the gift to ensure that you will be married with a grand wedding."

"The Emperor's Sister..." When I thought of Sun Shuao who was protecting her the day before yesterday, Mi Xuan couldn't help but blush when he heard this, "If there was really one day, as long as the Emperor's Sister could agree to my request, there was no need for anything else. My dear man, Xuan'er would go and find him."

"Okay, don't mention one requirement, ten requirements are fine." Thinking of Mi Xuan's fate changed by her in this life, Mi Huang promised.

"Then Xuan'er thanks the emperor sister for this." Mi Xuan is not a pretentious person, "and wishes the emperor sister a happy wedding. I don't know anything, but this is quite accurate. After getting married, Mr. Ruoao will definitely be very good to his sister."

"If you hold it in your mouth, you will be afraid of it. If you hold it in your hands, you will be afraid of it... Haha!"

"Don't make fun of me, he is not as good as you said!" Mi Huang said in his heart, you don't know the true nature behind him, which is far less gentle than the surface.

"Sister, wait and see if what my sister is talking about today is a joke." Mi Xuan didn't know that Mi Huang's mind was not on Ruo Ao Ziyan at all, so he changed the subject and talked about the main topic today, "I heard that the emperor's sister is going to go to the banquet in three days?"

"Yes." Mi Huang sat on the other side, and she looked solemn when she heard this. She was also catching what happened three days later.

"I am afraid there is no good banquet." Mi Xuan said worriedly, holding the handkerchief in his hand.

"Imperial sister, what did you hear?" Mi Huang asked with a raised eyebrows. She believed that since Mi Xuan could get the news so soon, she was afraid there was really a conspiracy.

"Xuan'er's maid met a palace maid in Ziyan Palace at noon today. When she heard her say some slander, Xuan'er always felt uneasy." Mi Xuan stood up and walked to Mi Huang, whispered in her ear, "The emperor must be careful, don't care about her words, and ruined the great marriage."

After seeing off Mi Xuan, Mi Huang leaned half on the couch to ponder. Until late at night, a sound of strings and bamboo drums suddenly sounded over the Chu Palace. The cold full moon was high and the osmanthus was emitting a bleak and desolate glory in the air.

In the empty dormitory, the candlelight was faint, and Siqin was playing with the root, asking hesitantly, "Since the second princess has said, Princess, what are you planning!"

Mi Huang stood up and walked towards the dressing table, untied her head to rest, and turned back after hearing this, "You don't know that Princess Wu seems to be greeting people with a smile, but in fact she is the one who hides needles in the cotton. It is better to deal with the ruthlessness of Mi Zhao in public. As long as we understand her thoughts over the years, it will be easier to adjust." Moreover, Mi Zhao has been pursuing Ruo Ao Ziyan for so many years, and no one knows who has been killed by her openly and secretly. Now she has become his fiancée. She was assassinated first, but now she cannot assassinate her. There must be a demon moth before the wedding. If she doesn't punish herself, she will never give up with her temperament.

She still remembered the meaningful glance of Mi Zhao when she left today.

Her temperament just can't hide it, making it difficult for people not to be careful.

Siqin looked at Mi Huang's expression, and her originally uneasy heart slowly calmed down, but she still reminded her, "But the princess and the prince are engaged, we must be a little better than before. There is no need to tolerate the third princess again and again, but in the end it makes the prince unhappy."

"I have my own plans, so don't worry." Mi Huang nodded in understanding, but she felt that she had just gotten engaged with Ruo Ao Ziyan, and he had that identity. She realized that she was not yet at the time of heart-to-heart talk, so she asked again, "Can you contact Qin Hong later?"

"Contact, princess." Siqin sighed, "her only sister died so miserably, and the two of them tried their best to serve Mi Zhao for so many years, but they almost ended up feeding snakes together. How could they not hate it?"

"I believe that in this harem, there is no woman who doesn't hate these two women except King Chu." Mi Huang said. As soon as she remembered the fate of being fed the white snake by Mi Zhao in her previous life, a feeling of repression that had been suppressed for many years suddenly surged into her heart, and she ordered coldly, "What's the matter? Ask her to write a note and press it on a corner of the rockery of Ziyan Palace. I will go and get it at that time."

"Don't worry, princess, I've arranged everything."

"Um."

The night was sad. Mi Huang walked to the window wearing a cloak, pushed open the red window, and the rustling autumn wind blew in, blowing away her black hair, flying up and down in the wind, like a black phoenix flag, raising a hideous flag, pointing from afar to the unique palace in the deep palace of Chu State that is still brightly lit.

The darkness enveloped her half of Zhang Liyan, and the light and darkness were uncertain. A white light shone out from her eyes like a three-foot sword.

Above the sky, the cold moon hangs high, but no matter how high she is, there will always be a time when the sun rises and the moon sets.

In the study room of the Dawn Hall, Bai Zhu had a high fever. After following the follow-up visit from the King of Chu's bedroom, he went to the Imperial Hospital and Zheng Hospital to consider medicine and Ruo Ao Ziyan, who had just returned from the prescription, had not fallen asleep yet.

"Is there any news about the assassin's matter?"

"Young master wise, our people have been staring at the Wu family for two days, and something has appeared." Qingpu bowed and reported.

"Very good, then let's arrange it." The sword eyebrows were slightly clustered, and the jade-like knuckle curvatures were lightly clasped on the long table, making a "dede" sound. After a long time, the deep eyes were lifted and he spoke, "I heard that Wu Yue, the whole Wu family had hurt him into eyes, and even the Princess of Wu was no exception."

"Yes, Ziyan Palace has taken care of him very strictly in the past two days. I guess he wants to restrain him for a while."

"Think of a way and get him out of the palace without knowing it." Ruo Ao Ziyan nodded.

"Yes, Qingpu will definitely treat the princess Wu Yue well for a few days for the princess." Qingpu agreed with a smile, and then said, "By the way, young master, the second division said that the day before the assassination, Wang Yin's lady had sent someone to send a letter to the palace in private."

"Don't we still have extra Xuelan with fangliang? I'll ask someone to send a box to the palace and say what you said to the third princess today to the person." I was so disgusted that I didn't even want to mention the other party's name. As long as I think of the box Xuelan with fangliang that was about to be left by Mi Zhao today, Ruo Ao Ziyan, who was disdainful of these boring disputes, a trace of conspiracy flashed in his deep eyes, "Don't they all want to get involved? Humph, then I'll let them fight for each other enough to see who will win in the end."

"Yes, young master."

Qingpu said nothing and said nothing. They saw what happened today, so how could they not be angry? After a long time, they presented a bunch of notes sent by Zi Ban to the palace and reported, "Young Master, this is what the emperor sent to the palace today. He said he would leave it to you for review."

"Well, let it go." He looked at the memorials on the table. They were basically speculations about assassination and poisoning. Some said that the unofficial vassal states sent people to assassinate, some said that the defeated Yongguo retaliated against Mi Huang. Anyway, they were all imaginary and unfounded speculations, but what he really wanted to do was other things. He looked up through the doors and windows and looked at the dormitory that was only a living room from the study. There was still a light on and the yellow light was not extinguished.

Ruo Ao Ziyan's eyebrows slightly clumped and shook his head. It seemed that he would be busy until dawn tonight.
Chapter completed!