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In midsummer, the Golden Crow hangs in the middle of the sky, exuding a scorching aura.
The lush green in the imperial garden also showed bursts of weakness, and colorless gas rose from the ground, distorting everything around it.
The chirping of the cicadas is a bit harsh, and there is a hint of weakness in the noise, as if it is the last song of midsummer.
A thin trace of sweat broke out on Nangong Shunu's smooth forehead, but she still wore the complicated palace clothes meticulously, and followed four palace maids as she walked on the road to the imperial garden.
Passing through the Imperial Garden is the former site of Fengzao Palace, which is also the Weiming Palace where Princess Zhenzhen currently lives temporarily.
Since Nangong Jingnu moved back to the palace, the two sisters have not seen each other for several days. Nangong Shunu misses her sister a little.
Recently, Nangong Shunu heard that the imperial guard Lu Zhongxing had set up a private residence outside the Prince Consort's Mansion and kept several concubines in it.
While she was relieved, Nangong Shunv fell into a new round of worries: she was an unpopular concubine, and this matter had spread to her ears. It must be only a matter of time before her father knew about it.
She wanted to have a conversation with Nangong Jingnu, and asked her younger sister to help advise her on what posture she should take on the day when the "uncover incident" occurred, or how to clean herself up.
Nangong Shunv was so engrossed in her thoughts that she didn¡¯t realize that there was a person standing in front of her. It was the voice of the palace maid that pulled her back - "See the noble concubine."
Nangong Shunu stopped, and standing five steps away from her was the newly promoted concubine, Concubine Ya, who was already the number one person in the harem.
Unlike Nangong Shunv¡¯s grand appearance, Jiya was dressed very simply, a plain prairie shorts with a loose collar, giving off a refreshing vibe.
A hint of surprise flashed in Nangong Shunu's eyes, but she was quickly relieved: "See you, the noble concubine."
Jiya walked over with a smile and naturally took Nangong Shunu's hand: "What a coincidence."
Nangong Shunv nodded, and Jiya looked back: "Princess Zhuohua and I are going for a walk, I don't need to wait on you anymore."
The maid retreated as she was told, having long been accustomed to this scene.
The imperial concubine has a close personal relationship with His Highness Zhuohua, and even the palace officials in the inner court know about it.
Jiya pulled Nangong Shunu towards her palace and asked, "Why did you enter the palace on such a hot day?"
Nangong Shunv: "I haven't seen my little sister for a few days, and I wanted to visit. If nothing happens, can you let me go first?"
Jiya looked up and said with a half-smile, "It's an unlucky thing that you're here now. Princess Zhenzhen is not here."
Nangong¡¯s beautiful brows furrowed slightly, Jiya put more force on her hand and pulled her forward: ¡°Come to my palace first, I have something to tell you.¡±
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What Jiya said is true. Nangong Jingnu is indeed not in Weiming Palace at this time. In this hot summer season, only one place in the entire palace looks cool.
In the study room of the side hall of Ganquan Palace, there are rows of neatly arranged bookshelves, with several large copper tripods placed beside them. Each copper tripod is hung with cold water drops, which from time to time form a stream and flow into the tray below.
A large number of ice cubes were placed in the copper tripod, and ambergris was burning in the top tank.
Looking at the entire palace, there is only one person who can receive such treatment - Nangong Rang.
But Nangong Rang was not in the study. Behind the imperial desk covered with bright yellow satin sat Nangong Jingnu, who was wearing a pure red palace dress.
She was concentrating on writing something at her desk. Her wide-mouthed sleeves were slightly rolled up, revealing a lotus-rooted arm.
The strokes of the brush occasionally pause, and then the artist can continue writing after frowning and thinking for a while.
It has been more than half a year since the third son of the emperor, Nangong Wangli, came to Beijing to provide disaster relief. There was a pile of memorials piled beside Nangong Jingnu's desk, and the one spread out in front of her was still very new.
The above Zhu Pi has replied to dozens of words, and the number is still increasing.
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The imperial guard hurriedly walked with a tray in both hands. On it were the memorials presented to the Lords this morning. The fifth prince had already reviewed and picked up a few important orders and sent them to Tianting.
Arriving at the Royal Garden, Lu Zhongxing suddenly widened his eyes. He saw a familiar figure No, actually there should be two.
When he walked quietly for an arc, he saw half of the other person's body hidden behind the rockery.
??The imperial concubine Jiya, who was dressed in bunt, was holding one hand on the rockery, and the other was leaning on the rockery, seeming to be "imprisoned" by the imperial concubine.
?The half of the clothes is magenta, in the style of a female womb
Jiya, who comes from the grassland, has the same five senses as Qi Yan.sp; A banquet was held in Jinzhou City, and running water mats were set up on the street. Jinzhou City, which had been deserted for more than ten years, showed a rare vitality.
People from all over the city came and ate with open stomachs on the running water mat provided by the court.
There are some old people in Jinzhou who escaped the plague and natural disasters and stayed in their hometown with their broken bodies. Finally, they were able to see the moonlight when the clouds opened, and they sat on the flowing table with tears streaming down their faces.
Qi Yan put on regular clothes and was led by the guards to Jinzhou Tianlao.
A dozen men in ragged clothes huddled in the cell, their hair disheveled.
Qi Yan came to the cell and took a look inside: "Is that all?"
Guard: "There are two more women being held in solitary confinement. Those two don't seem to be aliens."
Qi Yan: "How can you see it?"
Guard: "There is an old woman protecting a dirty girl. The old woman can speak the Mandarin of our Wei country. She said that mother and son were just in trouble. Their family was lost and they followed these foreigners to beg for food."
Qi Yan: "Then how do you conclude that these people are aliens?"
Guard: "Please don't be angry, Mr. Qi, when I say this. Our criterion for identifying foreigners is mainly based on their facial expressions. I don't mean any offense I'm just stating the facts."
Qi Yan: "It doesn't matter. Does that mean these people all have different eyes?"
Guard: "That's right."
Qi Yan nodded and withdrew his gaze: "Just do whatever you want with these aliens. Take me to see the suffering mother and daughter."
Guard: "Yes, sir, please come this way."
There was a musty smell in the dungeon. Through the log thicker than an arm, Qi Yan saw the suffering mother and daughter hugging each other.
Guard: "Master Qi is here, why don't you kowtow in greeting?"
Hearing this, the old woman knelt on the ground and kowtowed as if she were pounding garlic: "My lord, please forgive me. My lord, please forgive me."
And the young girl was huddled in the corner with her body in her arms, shouting strange words
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