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The sky and the earth are always in opposition. If one day they join forces, it will be the time to destroy the sky and destroy the earth.

In the Mei Palace, everyone knelt down together, with respectful faces, listening to Hou Yinfa's edict.

"By God's blessing, the emperor summoned and said, Meimei Mo Xiangli has made great contributions to saving her. From now on, she will be appointed as a loyal military concubine, ranking first among the nine ministers, enjoying the gift of concubine, rewarding a hundred taels of gold and a thousand taels of silver. County magistrate Mo was inexplicably promoted to county governor, and I respect you."

Gao Sheng finished reading the imperial decree with a stern face, and when Mo Xiangli, Hua Xihuan and others thanked him, he delivered the imperial decree with a smile on his face and congratulated him.

Mo Xiangli joyfully handed the reward purse to Gao Sheng and said in a cheerful mood, "This is a little happy money. Please don't dislike it, Manager Gao. Thanks to your care, Li'er is where he is today."

"Congratulations, empress, I'm also very happy, I knew Empress Wu has a bright future, and Gao Sheng has always regarded the people in Mei Palace as my family, ha ha."

Gao Sheng stroked Hua Xihuan's lovely lady-in-law's head, and said with a smile, those cold eyes curved in a pleasant arc.

"That's great, Li'er, you will be in a higher position when you go out in the future, and you don't have to be as humble as you used to be when you meet everyone. This time, it is thanks to Brother Gao who came out of the bedroom and brought Li'er in."

Hua Xihuan happily clapped her hands and said, Gao Sheng liked her more and more when he saw her delicate appearance, he couldn't help pinching her elastic face, and taught him as someone who had been there: "The way of the harem, you little girl There is a lot to learn, now Concubine Wu is in the limelight, so I should be humble as well."

Mo Xiangli nodded in resignation, hugging the imperial decree tightly, fluttering black feathers, her eyes filled with happiness that comes after all hardships.

At this moment, the entire Mei Palace was full of joy, but the three concubines were mixed in joy and sorrow.

Inside the Qingfeng Temple, Mrs. Li, Li Zhaoqing, sat upright and knelt in front of the Buddha to pay respects to the Buddha. Her long black hair could only be held back by a wooden hairpin, and her plain white clothes were without any embellishments. They were out of place in the gorgeous imperial palace.

Li Junye was raised by this eldest sister since childhood, and her demeanor and taste followed her more.

It's just two siblings, the elder sister believes in Buddhism and avoids being alone in the mundane world, the younger brother believes in the Tao, detached and unrestrained in the mundane world, although he has different beliefs, he can tolerate it.

In recent years, Li Junye did not dare to visit her eldest sister. Firstly, he was afraid that she would solicit marriage for him. Secondly, after entering the palace, Li Zhaoqing became more and more secluded from the world and didn't like to go out and deal with others.

Others may not know why, but Mrs. Li doesn't fight for the emperor's favor, she can't wait to close the door every day.

Li Junye knew in his heart that his sister was suffering and couldn't stay with the one he loved, so he married Xiao Jingyu out of family responsibility.

Xiao Jingyu also knows that she has someone in her heart, and sometimes she favors this sister who is three years older than her, but she can't let her go.He often sits awkwardly on a hard wooden chair and finds a topic to talk to this ascetic sister.

Although Li Zhaoqing stays at home, he is aware of the changes in the external situation in his heart, and responds to all changes with the same.

When she heard the maid standing respectfully behind her, bringing the first news from Mei Palace, she knocked on Muyu's hand and stopped chanting sutras.

She slowly opened a pair of clear and beautiful eyes, raised her beautiful face, and said with a kind smile: "This concubine Wu, this year has been in the limelight, and her deeds are everywhere in the harem, so what is it that makes people curious?" Such a girl, when will you invite her to Qingfeng Temple to sit as a guest?"

In Tianlu Pavilion, in the courtyard, nobleman Zhao Yingying lifted up her orange skirt and was kicking shuttlecock with the court lady. Hearing the news brought by the palace lady, the corners of her mouth curled up, and she said with a smile on her smart eyes:

"I have long seen that Mei Mei is a powerful person. If he can make the former emperor and the former celebrity Gao Sheng back, it is about time for me to pay a visit in person to congratulate her."

Because Sima Jiao died in Ronghua Pavilion, one of the three concubines was missing, and Mo Xiangli was promoted to the rank of nine concubines, and it was destined that some of the original nine concubines would give up their positions.

Today, the third concubine was officially added to the list, and Sima Jiao's cousin, Concubine Ma Yirong of Fu'an Hall, was originally among the nine concubines.

It's just that she received the imperial edict in a low-key and colder way. The emperor sent a young eunuch who had only been in the palace for two years to go to Fu'an Hall to read the imperial edict:

"By God's blessing, the emperor said that because there is a vacancy in the position of the third concubine, after the examination of concubine Shu's virtue and deeds, she will be promoted from concubine to concubine from now on, and she will enjoy the treatment of concubine. This is my honor."

Ma Yirong accepted the imperial decree with a dark complexion, seeing the little eunuch smiling and wanting to get some money, he asked the maid in disdain to give each of the three eunuchs a tael of silver.

The three eunuchs looked at each other, this thin can send money, their smiles gradually faded, and they said eccentrically, "Congratulations, you should be listed here. They're all rich."

Ma Yirong heard the sarcasm in their words, and just about to lose his temper, the three eunuchs slapped their asses and left.

Ma Yirong was dragged by the maid to sit on the chair, and after hearing her calm words, she angrily placed the imperial decree on the table, made a loud voice, and cursed: "Damn it! Now even the eunuchs are bullying me."

The imperial decree perfunctorily announced that she had been promoted to concubine without even changing her title, which was enough to show that she did not receive much attention.The members of the Sima family did not send anyone to congratulate, but simply sent a congratulatory gift.

The more Ma Yirong thought about it, the more angry he became, a sneer flashed on his elegant face and said:

"I am a cheap Concubine Shu. I really want to thank my cousin for giving up her position. It just so happens that we are sealed by the same heaven, and that concubine Wu has a good reputation today. If I don't go to meet the enemies left by my cousin, how can I say it."

Mo Xiangli's Mei Palace was very lively today, from morning till night, he was overwhelmed with entertaining those who came to congratulate him.

In the vast countryside, the golden reeds, with the invasion of the autumn wind, spread waves of flowers one after another.

Against the background of reeds, a group of fierce horses slammed across the withered and yellow weeds on the ground, and the iron hoofs brought a little bit of dry grass and splashed into the air.

Yesterday, Han Qing still ignored Fan Moya's answers and was cold to the end, but today his attitude changed drastically, and he rode a dark horse with Fan Moya affectionately.

Fan Moya's subordinates, seeing Han Qing wanting to turn into a puddle of water and paralyzed in Fan Moya's arms, secretly hated him, with a deceptive face, and secretly annoyed that the Holy Son was too kind to Han Qing, a villain.

Fan Moya held the reins of the horse with one hand, and Han Qing's slender waist with the other. In the ambiguous interaction, Ma You came out on top, and gradually fell to the back, pulling a long distance away from the main force.

If someone looked back, their decent son, knowing his behavior at this time, would definitely be ashamed and impermanent.

Han Qing's belt had already been blown away by the wind, and if someone looked carefully, they would definitely find the faintly visible scenery under the long clothes.

Han Qing bit her wet red lips, and hung in Fan Moya's arms, humming and chirping, which made the meat eater even more distracted.

As the horse ran, his trousers and shoes were lost, and Han Qing was left with only the robe hanging on his arm.

Under Fan Moya's torment, Han Qing could hardly sit still, so she could barely sit on the horse's back by grabbing his shoulders.

The dark horse does not have secret affairs, only knows the two people on the horse, and they don't stop.

Unsatisfied, the two rolled into the reeds again. The black horse stopped by the side of the reeds, and kicked its hooves irritably at the sound of laughter inside.

At the end of the line, when Fan Moya caught up with the main force again, Han Qing had already sat upright and leaned against his arms, her small face pressed against his chest like water.

Han Qing's empty long robe flew up and down in the air with the galloping black horse, revealing a pair of slender and straight thighs and the scenery under the robe in the cool air.

Fan Moya's subordinates peeked at Han Qing's long, naked legs under the slit robe, secretly understanding what the two of them had done behind their backs, and their hearts began to shake subtly.

"Ah Qing, don't move." Fan Moya managed to hold his breath, and with Han Qing's head moving, he started to get confused again.

"Well, you're making me uncomfortable..." Han Qing patted the thing that stood up again in annoyance, accusing with watery eyes.

"Just touch it, don't be seen by others." Fan Moya's upright face was close to his ear, and he whispered shamelessly.

Han Qing pursed her mouth in grievance, and served her subordinates reluctantly with her hands, who were disobedient sticks every now and then.

"Be gentle, ah Qing." Fan Moya couldn't help shouting hoarsely after being severely abused by him.

"It's best to break this disobedient thing." Han Qing said bitterly, but his hands weakened following Fan Moya's words.

Han Qing watched him moaning comfortably, and from time to time, he retaliated a little angrily, which always made Fan Moya tremble. He looked down like an old master treating a naughty student, and stopped him in a panic: "Don't do it, don't do it."

Fan Moya's subordinates often heard unusual laughing voices behind them, and their slender nerves became more and more fragile after being provoked, and gradually felt that they should stay away from the horse. While cursing Han Qing's hoof inwardly, they couldn't help swallowing their saliva.

I couldn't help thinking in my heart: If Han Qing's hands touched her, it would be worth going to hell in this life.Being a holy son is definitely not as refreshing as being a prostitute.

In fact, if Han Qing knew that they thought so, he would have sharpened his knife long ago, flicked their crooked thoughts, and hacked to death with a sneer.

It's a pity that Han Qingni Bodhisattva is crossing the river at this time, and he can't protect himself, let alone beheading people, he can't even pull out a grass, he can only be squeezed and flattened by others.

When people's greed is satisfied, it will only grow bigger and bigger, like a bottomless pit that cannot be filled.

Fan Moya looked at the obedient rabbit who was extremely tired in his arms, quietly sleeping next to him, and his thin lips curved into a happy smile.

Who says tigers can't play!

If I knew this trick was so effective, why wait until then, sometimes reserve is a useless fig leaf, and it will fall off without a trace.

Fan Moya couldn't help thinking that if Han Qing could stay by his side forever, then there would be no pity if he lost the supreme divine way that weighed as much as Mount Tai.

What a sin it is for Bei Hanjing to have such a beautiful gem!

It's better to let him take over completely, so that the gems can bloom the most beautiful brilliance. Fan Moya's silver eyes narrowed dangerously, and the evil aura between his brows became more and more intense, as if an evil god had come to the world.