Don't be a salted fish, the daily life of the concubine in the palace

The guard's body stiffened.

Zhaoyang felt more and more strange, and she said loudly again: "Lift your head for this princess."

The guard seemed to struggle for a moment, moved the brim of his black hat upwards, and slowly raised his head.

The moonlight was bright on a spring night, and the handsome yet unfamiliar face of the guard came into Zhaoyang's sight.

It's a new face.

Zhao Yang was very confused and asked softly, "Have we met somewhere before?"

The guard raised the corners of his lips and slowly lowered his head.

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Night, Yongning Palace.

It was late, Shen Wei had drunk some wine at the banquet, and her head was dizzy. Shen Wei drank half a bowl of hangover soup, and felt sleepy, so she went to bed early to rest.

Li Yuanjing also slept in the same bed.

Shen Wei was half asleep when he suddenly heard a rustling sound beside his pillow. He opened his eyes dazedly and saw Li Yuanjing getting up and putting on his clothes.

"Your Majesty, where are you going so late at night?" Shen Wei asked while trying to suppress her sleepiness.

Li Yuanjing said, "I will be back soon, you take a rest first."

If it were the previous Shen Wei, she would never dare to go to bed early if her leader didn’t sleep.

But now that her relationship with Li Yuanjing has taken a step further, she has taken root deeply in this man's heart and no longer needs to be as cautious as before.

So Shen Wei didn't think much about it and retreated back into the quilt.

Close your eyes and continue sleeping.

Li Yuanjing put on his robe and looked back at Shen Wei on the bed. He reached out to pick up the scattered corners of the quilt, and then carefully tucked the corners of the quilt for Shen Wei, and then left the bedroom with light steps.

Outside the courtyard, the ground was covered with moonlight and silver frost, and a tiger guard in black quietly landed in the courtyard.

Tiger Guard told Li Yuanjing about Zhaoyang's assassination on Changjie Street, and said: "The coroner found that both died of poisoning. The deceased were both from Yanjing, and the mastermind behind the scenes is still under investigation."

Li Yuanjing asked: "Is Zhaoyang injured?"

The tiger guard replied: "Thanks to that person's protection, the princess was not injured. However, the princess seemed to be aware of his identity."

Li Yuanjing was not surprised.

Zhaoyang was a smart girl, she must have noticed the guard's peculiarity. She might even have guessed that the guard with a new face was the Yue Emperor Tuoba Hongchuan.

Who could have thought that the Emperor of Yue State would actually be so low-key and mixed in with the Yue State's delegation.

Just to see Zhaoyang.

Of course, if Tuoba Hongchuan had not been so sincere and willing to risk his life to come to Qing Kingdom, Li Yuanjing would not have agreed to marry Zhaoyang to him.

The cool night wind blew the black hair at Li Yuanjing's temples. He narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Continue to investigate the assassin's background. There are a lot of dirty people in Yanjing City."

Did this filth come from the Southern Chu Kingdom? Or did it come from the Eastern Lin Kingdom? It is still unknown.

Li Yuanjing subjectively prefers Southern Chu.

After all, Prince Heng Li Yuanli was doing very well in the Southern Chu Kingdom and would soon proclaim himself emperor and become the new emperor of Southern Chu.

The war between Qing and Yue had just ended, and it was estimated that they would go to war with Southern Chu again. By then, who knows how many people would be displaced.

The tiger guard flew away.

Li Yuanjing sighed. The responsibility on the emperor's shoulders was too heavy. There were always difficulties before him. After solving one, another one appeared. He turned around slowly and returned to the bedroom of Yongning Palace with a little tiredness.

The bedroom door was open, and Shen Wei, wrapped in a thin cloak, stood under the eaves, waiting eagerly. The warm yellow candlelight shone inside, casting a golden circle around her.

Looking at Shen Wei under the eaves, Li Yuanjing's heart was suddenly inexplicably touched.

No matter how much pressure he faces or how much responsibility he shoulders, as long as he turns around, he can always see his Wei Wei, like a bright light guarding her place at night.

"It's cold outside, just wait for me in the house." Li Yuanjing stepped forward, his heart filled with strong emotions, moved and relieved.

Shen Wei held Li Yuanjing's hand, smiled at him, and said in a normal tone: "I am not cold, I just want to wait for the emperor to come back."

Although the bed was warm and their relationship was very close, she could not forget her duties as the Queen of Curls.

There can't be any slackness and one must always strive for favor and win the emperor's favour.

The two held hands and walked back to the bedroom, snuggling together to sleep.

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The next day, Zhaoyang got up early at dawn. She hadn't slept the whole night, and the face of the guard kept turning over and over in her mind.

She finally remembered that this unfamiliar guard looked very similar to the woodcutter she had saved before.

He is actually the Yue Emperor Tuoba Hongchuan!

The Emperor of Yue actually took a huge risk and traveled thousands of miles to her princess's mansion, disguising himself as a small guard!

Zhaoyang's heart was filled with thousands of emotions: moved, confused, bewildered, and uneasy. He did not sleep the last night.

When she looked in the mirror at dawn, she saw dark circles under her eyes. Yun'er helped Zhaoyang with her makeup and asked, "Princess, where are you going today, getting up so early?"

Zhaoyang said: "Let's go to the Yan family's courtyard."

She had already decided to marry the Emperor of Yue and there was no turning back.

Yan Yunting did not change his bad behavior and even tried to show his affection to her again and again. Zhaoyang decided to go to Yan's house in person and tell Yan Yunting directly in person that she did not love him and asked him to get out of here.

"Princess, you...you still have feelings for Master Yan?" Yun'er was surprised.

Zhaoyang glared at her and said, "Stop talking nonsense. In my eyes, Yan Yunting stinks more than the dirt in the toilet."

Yun'er prepared the carriage and Zhaoyang quickly went to the Yan family villa.

At dawn, the cleaning boy in the courtyard yawned as he swept leaves with a broom. When he looked up, he saw Princess Zhaoyang and two palace maids rushing in.

The boy was so frightened that he dropped his broom on the ground

Zhaoyang asked, "Where is Yan Yunting?"

The servant stammered, his eyes wandering around, and said guiltily: "Sir, Sir, he was drunk last night and just got up. Princess, please wait in the front hall, I will go and inform you."

Zhaoyang didn't want to break into the man's bedroom, so she turned around and went to the front hall. As she turned around, she glanced at Yan Yunting's bedroom.

This is an incredible sight.

The carved wooden lattice window of the bedroom was open, and Yan Yunting, who was wearing a white nightgown, was gently combing the hair of Tan Tairou, who was also wearing a thin nightgown.

Xiaoxuan window is dressing up.

Tan Tairou had a shy look on her face, with a distinct kiss mark on her fair neck. She sat shyly in front of the dressing table, enjoying her husband's gentle caressing of her hair and eyebrows.

The picture is beautiful, and the two of them look like a perfect couple.