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Yuan Cixian picked Lu Shiqing to enter the palace when he served Emperor Huining. As soon as he arrived at Danfeng Gate, he was greeted by Zheng Yun.

Before the Xuanzheng Palace was dispersed, Zheng Yun suggested to take her around the palace. Yuan Cixian nodded and shared a sedan chair with her. Seeing that she was still wearing a manly outfit, she asked casually: "Your Lord loves riding and shooting?"

Zheng Yun shook his head: "It's not a hobby, it's just a strong body, it's not as skilled as the county magistrate."

"Your master is too rewarded."

Since Zheng Yun came to Yuan Mansion, Yuan Cixian noticed this person. She heard that the noble master was naturally literary, but he accidentally fell into water in early spring last year and almost couldn't rest. Later, he received the instructions of the imperial physician to practice his muscles and bones, so he learned the style of riding and shooting. Now he often dressed up as a man and went on a horse with his noble children.

Yuan Cixian felt that these riots were quite inconsistent with the temperament of this noble master.

Zheng Yun smiled and said, "You don't have to talk about a noble master at once. I have met you three times. This is too unfamiliar. Call me Shaohe."

Yuan Cixian turned her head to look at her, and she was puzzled: Where did the three episodes come from?

Zheng Yun explained: "I heard from Shuangyu that in early spring last year, you saved her at Luqiao?"

“That’s so good.”

"That's it, I was there that day."

Yuan Cixian remembered that day, two ladies stood by the bridge railing. Because she couldn't reach the point, she only grabbed one. It turned out that the person who fell into the water was Zheng Yun. No wonder she saw a group of servants jumping down like dumplings.

She was thinking about it and heard Zheng Yun say, "It's a good thing you happened to go to Luqiao and save Shuangyu..." She said this and saw that Yuan Cixian had not answered, she smiled and continued, "Otherwise, my sin would be serious. After all, I took the initiative to invite her to travel together that day."

Yuan Cixian felt that her words were stiff and the eyes that fell on her face were also a strong sense of exploration. She turned her head uncomfortable and pulled the corner of her mouth and said, "It was Cixian's fault that I failed to save your master."

Zheng Yun withdrew his gaze awkwardly and smiled: "What's wrong with that? Besides, I'm fine."

In summer, the residual heat has not disappeared, and the sun is still very vicious. Although the sedan chair is hanging a curtain for shade, it is not as cool as the house.

Yuan Cixian was afraid of heat and had no intention of enjoying the scenery. Moreover, the truly beautiful scenery of the Daming Palace was inside, but Zheng Yun kept walking around the periphery with her, so she was even more boring. It was hard for the noble master to point out in great interest.

She replied in a mess all the way, and when the palace servant reported that the saint had gone to court, she hurried to the "savior". Zheng Yun did not keep her, so she left without saying goodbye to her.

...

Yuan Cixian and the palace servants went to the front hall of Zichen Hall. This is the place where Emperor Huining lives on a daily basis, with green tiles and red tiles, carved railings and jade bricks, and every brick and stone shining and luxurious.

After entering the hall, I saw the saint burying his head from afar, as if reading a document. Lu Shiqing, who was sitting in the deep-scared official robe, answered the saint's questions from time to time, and occasionally took a sip of tea, looking very leisurely. As for grinding, writing and other chores, it seemed that our Minister Lu didn't need to do anything.

In the first chapter of Yuan Cixian, he knew that there was such a comfortable way to accompany him, which was even more comfortable than an emperor.

As she approached, she glanced at the tea cup next to Lu Shiqing and found that it was indeed different from the one on the Huining Emperor's case.

Ordinary ministers cannot enter the Zichen Hall to discuss matters. Not only does this person come in and out in the morning, but also has special habits, he has equipped it with special tea sets here, which is really disorganized.

But Emperor Huining really liked this minister when he saw that. After hearing what he said, he burst into laughter, and his words and deeds were still waiting for his parents and children.

Seeing Yuan Cixian approaching, the two stopped laughing. Lu Shiqing lowered his eyes and sipped tea, looking like he didn't see her.

She glanced at him and moved away, saluting upwards.

Emperor Huining asked her to sit opposite Lu Shiqing, with her eyebrows raised high: "What Cixian saw at first sight just now seems to be not me?"

She didn't hide it and replied with a smile: "Your Majesty is wise, and Ci Xian looks at Mr. Lu."

He laughed loudly and turned his head to ask Lu Shiqing: "I'm my cousin's niece, so cute?"

Lu Shiqing raised his eyelids.

Yuan Cixian looked at him with her cheeks on her head and for a while, and heard him say without hesitation: "Your Majesty is very clear. You say you are cute, you should be cute."

He answered reluctantly, but she seemed to be very helpful and blinked at him: "Thank you, Mr. Lu, for the praise."

Lu Shiqing put his eyes aside and looked at her.

Emperor Huining saw that the two of them were going back and forth, and probably found it interesting, so he simply put down the official documents and talked to Yuan Cixian about family matters, and asked her parents about their recent situation.

She replied: "My mother is healthy. My father fought to the death of Nanzhao last time. His new injuries were damaged by old and old. His muscles and bones were inevitably worse than before, but they were also well-kept." After saying that, he sighed with a frown and sighed, "It's all because Cixian has caused such a disaster, which will make you unable to sleep or eat, and worry about it day and night."

Emperor Huining waved his hand: "It's Nanzhao that deceived people too much, how can you blame you?"

She seemed to have forgiven and quickly agreed: "Your Majesty is right! This Nanzhao prince is really too much. It would be fine if he looked as handsome as Mr. Lu, but he was so scattered! It's a blessing that you love me, so you would rather raise troops to fight than marry me far away!"

Seeing that she was so grateful, Emperor Huining couldn't help but feel at ease: "It's just a few soldiers. You are my cousin niece. If I don't love you, who will I love you?"

Yuan Cixian smiled cutely on her face, but lowered her head but showed a hint of ridicule that was difficult to detect.

Lu Shiqing didn't want to look at Emperor Huining, so he glanced at her. The two drama actors gathered together, and he couldn't bear to listen to the false love.

The hall was harmonious and beautiful. After several homely talks, Yuan Cixian talked to Emperor Huining about the scenery of southern Yunnan. He spoke so vividly and interestingly, but at the end he suddenly turned: "But Cixian thinks that Chang'an City is the best. Look at the houses here, they are tranquil and cheerful, and they are in line with the most orthodox style of the Great Zhou Dynasty. They are definitely not comparable to the richness and beauty of Yaozhou on the surface!"

This good skill of trying to promote and stop the cliff was so beautiful that Emperor Huining felt.

He was relieved and said happily: "Since that's the case, I will issue an order to build a mansion in Yaozhou in the style of the Daming Palace?"

This is not a mansion, I am afraid that a small palace must be built! Such a large-scale construction is really something that our saints can do.

Yuan Cixian felt disgusted, but her face was not revealed. After a burst of joy, her eyes soon became dark again.

Emperor Huining felt strange and was about to ask questions, but she frowned and said, "It's natural to be good, but..." She raised her eyelids and looked at her opponent Lu Shiqing, "But if Yaozhou has a magnificent mansion and Chang'an has a romantic and elegant minister Lu, Cixian wouldn't know what choice should she make..."

Emperor Huining was stunned and laughed.

Lu Shiqing, who was used to compare bricks and tiles, looked bad. Do these two people really think he is not here?

After the saint finished laughing, she said bitterly: "Your Majesty will allow me to consider this matter of building a mansion." As she said that, she glanced at Lu Shiqing shyly.

Emperor Huining shook his head helplessly when he saw this. His daughter's family was too obvious. The old man over fifty years old felt that he was very annoying to stand here.

He pondered for a while and said to Lu Shiqing: "Cixian has been away from Beijing for many years, but I think I don't remember much of the scenery of Chang'an. Mr. Lu doesn't have to teach Hong'er to study today, so he will accompany my cousin's niece to the city."

Lu Shiqing's face froze.

Yuan Cixian was slightly dewed and raised her eyebrows and asked proudly: "Mr. Lu, how can you do it? Do you want to resist the order?"

Emperor Huining laughed and said to her tone: "Shilarious Minister Lu, how can you? Do you want to resist the order?"
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