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The sun is rising high and the sky is orange. It seems to be another bright and excellent weather.

When the shattered sunlight fell through the window onto the gold-inlaid floor tiles in the inner hall of Zhaoyang Hall, Xiao Lingming seemed to be disturbed even in the layers of curtains, and his thick eyelashes like crow's wings trembled.He slowly opened his eyes, his limbs were already used to the weakness after the onset of the drug.

When he moved slightly, Sui'er who was waiting by the bed noticed it, she hung up one side of the bed curtain, and asked in a low voice: "The saints don't come at this time, don't you want to sleep longer?"

Xiao Lingming shook his head, "I have a headache from too much sleep, and the scripture His Majesty told Xiang Wu hasn't been written yet."

Sui'er nuzzled, "A saint is indeed, always telling you to do these thankless jobs. It's a good thing those adults don't know, otherwise this remonstrance will be even more vicious." She said roughly dressed Xiao Lingming's clothes , and then lightly clapped the hands and called the ladies who were waiting outside to come in and wash up.

After taking care of the grooming, Sui'er sent someone out to tidy up Xiao Lingming's cumbersome belts by herself, and said, "The sun is big today, but the snow has accumulated a little thicker. It probably fell in the middle of the night last night." She said He slightly lowered his voice, "I went back and took a look. Two of the palace guards on duty in the Nuan Pavilion yesterday didn't get up to work this morning. You had a strange attack last night. I think someone is going to harm you."

After hearing this, Xiao Lingming didn't respond, and only hummed lightly.Sui'er was a little puzzled, "Aren't you going to check? At least talk to His Majesty."

Xiao Lingming smiled, shook his head and said no.Seeing Sui'er's puzzled face, he taught: "No one can really do anything to me under His Majesty's nose, so why bother. If that person dares to do it, he will seek his own death. If he wants to live, then His Majesty will keep it." Her life is still useful, no matter what, it's not my turn to worry about it."

Sui'er half understood, stroked his palm and said: "I read the script a few days ago, and it said that all real dragons have Ni Lin, and you are today's Ni Lin."

Xiao Lingming seemed not expecting her to say such a thing, and was taken aback for a moment.Sui'er saw that his expression was different, she shook Xiao Lingming's hand, and asked anxiously, "Did I say something wrong?"

The person being teased by her thought for a while and said: "Sui'er is wrong, the saint's nilin is my sister, not me." When he said this, his expression was calm, and there was even a three-pointed gentleness in his eyes. smile.

But Sui'er felt extremely sad when these words fell into Sui'er's ears.In her heart, the master she has followed since she was a child is the best person in the world.

Sui'er thinks that he deserves the most precious thing in the world - the love from the Son of Heaven, so he should be the Ni Lin who is cherished and valued by the Son of Heaven.

But before Sui'er could say what was in his heart, a servant knocked on the door three times and came in to announce that His Highness Prince Rui came to say hello.

Xiao Lingming turned back to look at Sui'er after hearing this, apparently he hadn't realized who this His Highness Prince Rui was, Sui'er reminded in a low voice, "You forgot, the saint named your imperial concubine last night, and His Highness Prince Rui .”

"Invite him to come in." Xiao Lingming ordered, then raised his skirt and got up, ready to move outside.

But Song Xian's footsteps were obviously much faster than he expected, and he didn't specifically mention it.When Xiao Lingming was able to pass through the fifty-fold red sandalwood inlaid enamel screen with hundreds of flowers, Song Xian had already stepped into the inner hall, and was within two steps of bumping into him.

Xiao Lingming was startled, and the hand holding the Cantonese embroidered purple bamboo and plain satin fan was raised in front of him, and he quickly took a step back.

Song Xian also felt a little embarrassed by her such a big reaction, he bowed and apologized: "My son was disrespectful, I startled my mother."

Imperial Concubine Ming seems to have calmed down, she retracted the hand holding the fan in front of her, "It's my palace that's going a little faster, let Xianer come in."

Song Xian was following the imperial concubine Ming, but the distance was a little closer than before.He is a man of etiquette, even though he has only met this concubine a few times, he is always two to three steps behind her clothes.But this time, Song Xian walked meanderingly with his sleeves inserted, and he was only half a step away from the hem of Emperor Ming's noble concubine's clothes.

And he still didn't forget to talk while walking, not as silent as in the past, when he walked past the partition screen, he said: "I haven't congratulated my mother on being an imperial concubine."

Ming Huang noble concubine entered the inner hall first, she sat down with Sui'er's support, and gave Song Xian a tea seat, then she replied: "Xian'er has become a prince, congratulations."

Song Xiandao: "The empress first left the table last night. I thought that the empress was not feeling well, so I came to pay a visit after greeting the Hanyuan Hall. Now that the empress is fine, I can rest assured."

Today she wore a pair of intricately crafted gold-encrusted jeweled bee earrings, which looked very heavy, and the pair of plump and white earlobes were slightly pulled.

Imperial Concubine Ming pursed her lips and smiled, "I just don't like that kind of occasion, so I left first."

Song Xian did not continue this perfunctory conversation, he stared at Ming Huang Guifei for a while, until she moved a little uncomfortably under his gaze, and then said leisurely, "I don't know what the empress said to the minister a while ago. If so, do you still count?"

She didn't seem to expect Song Xian to get straight to the point, she winked and backed away from the left and right, and then said softly, "Of course it counts."

Song Xian glanced at Sui'er who stayed in the palace, and the imperial concubine Ming said, "Sui'er is someone who has followed my palace since childhood."

Song Xian still didn't speak, she could only sigh, a little helpless, "Sui'er, go outside and wait."

Until the door of the inner hall of Zhaoyang Hall was closed again, Emperor Ming's noble concubine said: "Can you rest assured?"

Song Xianyi stood up meanderingly, he was only a few feet away from the Ming Emperor's concubine, now he got up and took two steps forward, and he was already at his concubine's side.

This was a distance that was too close, Song Xian frowned slightly when he saw her beautifully painted eyebrows, and slowly sat down on his knees.His whole body was immersed in the strong fragrance of his father, emperor's favorite concubine, and he said in a low voice, "My son also left the banquet earlier that day, and after careful calculation, he is no more than the front and rear feet of the empress."

"Is that so?" Imperial Concubine Ming answered coldly.

Song Xian smiled lowly, "It's just that the empress left by herself, but my son was called away..." He raised his head and watched the fascinated face gradually fade away, "—— This son-in-law was called away by your empress."

"My son, I have to thank that palace man for letting me see a good show I've never seen before." Song Xian slightly narrowed his eyes and said quietly.

Emperor Ming's noble concubine turned her head slightly, she still had that shady and soft tone, with a forced composure that called Song Xianyuyong, "What did you see."

—what do I see?

Song Xian repeated the woman's question in his heart.

i see...

In the gap between the windows of the warm pavilion on a winter night, the emperor's favorite concubine's hair was scattered and drooping, and her clothes were messy, revealing a beautiful shoulder and neck that was dazzlingly white, and she was hugging a little palace lady who was incompatible with her.

Song Xian obviously felt a little regretful when he thought of this, and he hurried to deal with the corpse in his hand first.When I came back, the Nuan Pavilion was already guarded by everyone, and it was difficult to get close.

After hearing what he said, Xiao Lingming breathed a sigh of relief, only lowered his head and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Song Xian raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and there seemed to be something ferocious and vigorous under his handsome and gentle face.

Song Xian leaned forward slightly, and almost touched the ear of his father's belongings, "Is there a way to polish the mirror?"