Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

It was like a bucket of cold water poured down head-on, and my sage was completely awake at this moment, only to find that the hand that had originally rejected him actually grabbed his placket, and the attitude of rejection and return made me blush suddenly .

I hurriedly let him go, but accidentally hit the door behind me with a squeak.

Yang Yunhui outside the door also stopped, tentatively: "Three brothers?"

Pei Yuanzhang looked down at me, and his eyes calmed down at this moment. He cleared his throat, and even his voice returned to his usual coldness when he said, "Come in."

Yang Yunhui pushed in and came in. The atmosphere in the room was cold, but he looked at Pei Yuanzhang and looked at me standing on the side with red ears, as if he felt something.

Before he spoke, Pei Yuanzhang asked, "What about things?"

"Here, was delivered by the Postmaster."

"Oh?"

Pei Yuanzhang reached out and took apart the things he handed over. It contained a thin letterhead and unfolded it. There were only four simple words on it--

Wang Jun returns early.

Yang Jinqiao, who was far away, sent these four words?

I looked around, and couldn't help wondering, but Pei Yuanzhang and Yang Yunhui saw the four words, but they were silent. The two looked at each other, silently communicating what seemed to be undercurrent.

Even if they didn't say anything, I vaguely guessed that something should have happened.

After thinking about it, I planned to leave quietly, but as soon as I turned around, I heard Pei Yuanzhang said, "Go ahead and prepare."

"Yes."

Yang Yunhui nodded and turned and walked out. He turned around and looked at me as he passed by the door. The look was a bit complicated, but before I could understand it, Pei Yuanzhang was behind him and said, "Pour tea."

It seems that he has no plans to let me go.

No, I just bit my lower lip and went to get him hot water to make tea. When I got back to the table, I found that he had taken out another paper from another place, holding it with both hands, between his eyebrows. Watching tightly.

I walked over and said softly, "Your Highness, please use tea."

After what I just did, I was a bit afraid of approaching him, but at this time he seemed to be completely changed, and he didn't pay attention to me at all, and when I put down the tea cup, I couldn't help looking at him in his other hand. The paper note.

The bright red seal was immediately introduced to the eyes, and there were some familiar handwritings.

Is that-the emperor's secret?

During the years in the palace, especially in the Tibetan Cabinet, I also know some trivial matters in the palace. The imperial edict of the emperor is often the drafting of the royal study, and sometimes the emperor does not need to write, and directly seals It will be sent down, but the secret is the title of the emperor, and the seal of the seal is also very special.

And such secrets are usually said to be the most important military affairs.

But at this glance, there was a thunderous shock in my heart. Even the hand of tea trembled, and the tea was almost spilled.

Pei Yuanzhang immediately turned her head, and those sharp eyes looked straight at me.

My face was white, and I knelt down in haste, and bowed my head, "Slave convicts."

"I said you were guilty?"

He said coldly, I glanced at him, and lowered my head carefully, only to see that he slowly put two paper notes aside, reached out to pull me up, and looked at me: "You see the secret key written on it ? "

I nodded.