May you be prosperous for half a lifetime

Dugu Shun sorted out the things again, and his face turned pale with shock. He didn't expect that Dugu's family still had so much food, grass and military pay in the Southern Dynasty.

Prajna seemed to be used to this scene, sorted out the account books, and took out a deed from it, "Ah Shun, when you are free in a few days, send this to the Grand Master's Mansion, by the way, no To be seen, you know?"

Dugushun took a closer look, and found that the deed was actually one hundred thousand dans of grain and grass. He always thought that the country would not have so much grain and grass due to the floods in summer and the mobilization of troops in winter, but he didn't know that his elder sister still had these things in her hands. .

"Teacher?" He said in disbelief, "Why did you give it to the grand master?" He probably knew that his elder sister had some affection for Yu Wenhu, but this was not an ordinary object, but a hundred thousand dans of grain and grass. If you have soldiers and horses, if you get food and grass, you will inevitably have two hearts.

Banruo put down her vermilion pen and looked at her younger brother who had mastered Liu Ying but was still ignorant, "Your elder sister alone can't get this food. If it wasn't for the name of the grand master, how could others give it to you? And the grand master is afraid that others will say that he is plotting against the law, so naturally he can't do it himself, let alone..."

What's more, these days, Yu Wenhu has treated their Dugu family kindly, no matter what real power or false position they want, he will answer them one by one.

If it is too tight, it may not be a good thing.

Throw me a peach, repay it with Qiongyao, and tie Yuwenhu, like flying a kite, holding the string tightly, but occasionally loosening it.

"Understood, sister, I will deliver it." Dugushun already had a good impression of Yuwen Hu, and there were many Yuwen Hus in the court. Otherwise, how could he be able to command Xiliu Ying at his age, so the Added, "I won't tell my father."

After Dugushun went out, Banruo collected those things. She felt that she had been tired and sleepy recently, "The grand master sent a lot of anti-abortion supplements in private, girl, what should we do?" Chun Shi was full of worries. , to help Prajna, put all the things on the desk in the secret box.

Chunshi asked her, but she didn't know who to ask. These days, Yuwenhu has been obedient to her. Even though he lost his temper that day because of Princess Qinghe, he later apologized with kind words .

She subconsciously caressed her flat belly, how could she hide it when she was a month old, I'm afraid Yu Wenhu would go crazy like that day again.

"Girl, since you and the grand master are in love, it seems that the master will let go after the new year, why not..." Chun Shi wanted to say again, but hesitated, putting away the rice paper on the desk, not daring to look at Prajna , Said, "Didn't the grand master often ask girls out to you? Why don't you really conceive one? Even if the month is wrong, but the grand master will not blame the girl for the sake of the girl's real pregnancy."

"Chunshi!" Prajna quickly scolded her.

After all, she and Yu Wenhu have no matchmaker and no employment at this moment, and now they have made a big mistake, which made Dad angry. If it is true that there is a dark knot in the womb, then what will happen.

"Sister!" Only Jia Luo was able to open the door without saying hello, and Prajna Yin was still talking about that just now, so his expression was very bad.

"Sister, I see that you don't eat much tonight, so I specially asked Aunt Liu to boil another chicken soup for you." Jia Luo brought up the oily chicken soup as if offering a treasure.

For some reason, Banruo felt no appetite after seeing the chicken soup.

"Jia Luo, I really can't eat it." She waved her hand, pushed the soup away, and was planning to tell Jia Luo that she would enter the palace in a few days and help the Empress Yuan take care of the New Year's Eve banquet. He took out an oiled paper bag from his pocket.

Slowly opened, it is the barley plum.

"I happened to meet the grand master when I went to Keciyuan, and he forced it to me, saying that my sister must want to eat this most now." Jia Luo lowered his voice, subconsciously looked outside, afraid of being heard by others, "Sister, are you going to marry him?"

Banruo carefully twisted one up and put it in her mouth. The sour taste was indeed interesting. Seeing Jia Luo taking out a piece of rice paper dyed with ink fragrance from her arms, she thought to herself, how could she, a silly sister, do this? After receiving the messenger, she took the rice paper, but there were only a few words written on it, all of which came from "Chu Ci"

Zhu Bi also circled a few nice names, Women's Poems, Men's Songs of Chu, how could Prajna not know what he meant.

She felt more restless.

The New Year's Eve banquet in the palace had nothing to do with her at all, but Empress Yuan invited her repeatedly, saying that her body was getting more and more inconvenient, and it was rare for the female family members in the palace to get together, so she was asked to help her, but Banruo knew very well in her heart. Going up to her is nothing more than telling everyone that the Dugu family is still standing with the royal family, so people don't think anything wrong.

But it's just deception.

In the middle of the night, the imperial city seemed to be extremely quiet. In the past, she was always cautious, but this time, it seemed that she didn't need to be afraid of anything. The huge palace city would be her home in a few days.

And here, this is her home.

At the time of the twelfth lunar month, the moonlight also receded a lot. She was alone, walking in the imperial city, as if she could hear the wind, until, when she reached the Chaoyang Palace, she stopped.

This is the most honorable place in the Great Zhou, she stood on the Sumeru Platform, her hand touched the white jade, it was very cold, she raised her head and looked up at the dark palace.

The door of the palace was pushed open by her, because Yu Wenjue was seriously ill, no one has been here for a long time, although it is deserted, it is still a place where people live and die.

She lifted up the corner of her clothes slightly, and the palace sash on the belt swayed slightly with her steps. Although she walked slowly, the exquisite sound of the pearls and jade in her hair was particularly pleasant in this night. The white catkins were slightly, Rolling up the clump of fox fur around her neck.

Stepping up the jade steps step by step, her heart was pounding, she had never been so nervous before.

Her hand landed on the cold armrest, the flying dragon against the sky reflected the most noble place in the world, Chaoyang Hall was empty, but she could imagine the appearance of civil and military officials kneeling at her feet, she couldn't help it anymore , Step up a little, just a little, stand at the highest point, turn around, and sit down slowly.

The dragon chair is not very comfortable, it is not as comfortable as a soft couch, but it is strange and has a magical power that makes people flock to it.

"Long live, long live, my emperor."

She looked around and saw that it was Yu Wenhu, who had already passed the jade steps, shouted that sentence under her, and then bent down to salute, all in one go.

She panicked all of a sudden, and stood up suddenly, as if she was caught suddenly like a child who loves candy. She was about to walk down, but it was Yu Wenhu who supported her, "Be careful, don't fall!" on."

He looked through Prajna, looking at the dragon chair, just now what Prajna did, he didn't seem to be annoyed at all, he even reached out to lift the tassels around Prajna's ear, and whispered, "You should have been sitting there. "

Perhaps it was because she was pregnant with the child who was supposed to inherit his country.

Perhaps it was because Dugu Prajna was originally his king.

As if because of Yu Wenhu's acquiescence, she became more courageous, she turned around, walked forward step by step, and sat down again.

On the dragon chair, Banruo tilted her head slightly to look at Yu Wenhu, with a crisp voice, "Ahu, tell me, it would be great if women were really allowed to be emperors in this world." The more she looked at Yu Wenhu, the ambition in his eyes became clearer.

Yuwenhu's expression suddenly changed, and there was a wave in his eyes, but he just smiled slowly and sighed, "If a woman in this world can become an emperor, then I, Yuwenhu, will definitely lose in this life."

"How could it be?" Banruo was sitting more and more comfortably at the moment, and she was even more unabashed when speaking, "If I become an empress, you will naturally be able to enter my harem..."

Because of these words, Yu Wenhu laughed out loud, and felt that Prajna at this moment was so cute and tight. He took two steps forward and stood in front of Prajna sitting on the dragon chair, holding the armrest of the flying dragon with both hands, and bent down, Very close to her, with a smile, his low and deep voice was like the wind blowing: "The harem, does the Holy Majesty still want to raise some faces?"

Just because of this sentence, Banruo straightened up, smiling happily, still tainted by Yuwenhu's aura, "How many concubines are you planning to raise, Your Majesty?" She stretched out her hand, touched Kodan's fingertips, and hooked it on Yuwenhu's heart. Yu Wenhu grasped her catkin tightly, "Take out my heart and see, how many concubines can there be?"

He leaned back and sat on the dragon chair with Prajna, staring at her with burning eyes.

But he didn't answer Banruo's words, and only used one or two love words to coax the girl in his boudoir to perfunctory. Banruo turned over and pushed him. Leaning against the dragon-carved armrest, he was bumped firmly. At any rate, the armrest was a little padded so that he wouldn't make a sound in pain.

When she came back to her senses, Prajna was pressing on top of him at some point, staring at her fiercely.He stretched out his hand to trim the fox fur for Prajna, wrapped her tightly, and carefully protected Prajna's lower abdomen, then held her face, leaned up and bit the tip of her nose lightly.

"In this Chaoyang Palace, the dragon goes up and the phoenix comes down. It's the norm of heaven and earth, but you dare to press me down on this dragon chair?"

"Who told you to speak dishonestly." Prajna muttered.