Chapter 21 Later

Beijin is located in the far north. It is cold in winter, and the imperial city of the central capital is no different from other places. It has been snowing for half a month, and the palace is full of pink and jade, like Qionglou Yueyuan. The main gate of the imperial city is called Danzhu. The soldiers guarded a very cold-proof fox-skin cloak, leather hats on their heads, and thick fur gloves on their hands holding guns. Even so, their noses are still red with cold. For them, it is really a hard job to stand straight for two hours to change shifts and go back to the house to warm up.

"It's so cold. I don't know when it will clear up?" It was a young soldier who spoke. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the slightly older soldier beside him staring at him and whispering, "You can't stop talking. You can't speak when guarding. Don't you know the rules? Carefully, someone went back to the prince and wanted to beat you again!"

The soldier looked unconvinced and muttered in a low voice, "Isn't the prince not in the palace now..." Before the words fell, a man rode a horse far away and gradually approached.

"Who is it? Why don't you get off your horse when you get to Danzhu Gate? The guarded soldiers saw the man and clenched the weapons in their hands. One of the leaders asked loudly.

No one answered. They watched the horse slowly approach before they could see the person sitting on it and quickly knelt down.

Yuan Wei waved his hand impatiently. His face was pale, which was no different from the vast snow behind him.

"What are you still doing here?" Although his breath was weak, the leading soldier's tone was still sharp. He hurried all the way to open the palace door and did not dare to delay at all.

Yuan Li rode a horse and swaggered in the imperial city, and no one dared to care about him. The palace people who passed by knelt on the ground with a "poof" and dared not look at him. They were afraid that His Royal Highness would be unhappy and his head could not be preserved, and His Royal Highness seemed that he was indeed unhappy. The extreme.

"Mo Shang Hall" is the place where the queen lives in daily life. The first thing after Yuan Li returned to the palace was not to go to the lord to him, but directly broke into the harem to see the country, and no one made a fuss. After all, the prince's biological mother died humblely and early. He was brought up by the queen of the country, and it is natural for the mother and son to have a deeper relationship.

He was a little laborious when he got off the horse, but even if the palace people around him saw him stagling, they did not dare to come up to help without authorization. Who doesn't know that His Royal Highness is the strongest? If he thinks that you despise him, there will naturally be 10,000 ways to make you regret it.

Yuan also seemed to enjoy the feeling of relying on his own efforts to stand up. He finally stood firm, took a deep breath, and then vibrated his clothes and walked to the hall.

The warm fragrance in the hall seems to be a completely different world from the ice and snow outside. The hall hangs heavy curtains, black purple, smoke purple, lotus purple, lotus lotus lotus shallow and deep, and the top is also decorated with flashing broken diamonds. With the warm wind, it is mixed with the unbridled sandalwood smell between the nose wings, which makes people feel beautiful and dreamy.

The one lying on the hibiscus embroidered gold behind several curtains is Lan Su, the queen of Beijin. She is now over 40 years old, but she is still charming. The hall was very hot. She only wore a palace dress made of apricot veil. The clothes on her head were short and tight, which made her curves almost slender. Her skirt was half covered, revealing a trace of snow-white breasts. Her skin was as greasy as goose powder, which was no less than the snow color outside, but more fragrant than the snow. The skirt underneath is very wide, but it shows a slender waist. It is only tied tightly with a beautiful gold belt of the same color, which makes it more colorful. The long coat of the skirt is thin, and a pair of snow-white and small jade feet can be faintly seen below.

She lay there in amorous way, with a long black silk hanging up at will, with only a gold hairpin inlaid with jade and treasure on her head, which is crumbling. Her appearance is not only different from Dayun's women, but even most of the local women in Beijing do not have such a poor face and a very upturned bridge of her nose, not to mention the faint blue light in her eyes. She heard the sound and slowly turned her face. Her red lips opened slightly and she smiled, "You're back."

Her tone was very gentle and warm, but Yuan's body trembled. At this time, his unhealed body could not bear it, and his legs softened and he knelt on the ground.

"My son is incompetent, and I'm worried about my mother." There was inaudible fear and trembling in Yuan's voice. He was not afraid when facing the "guard army" led by Yelai, and he was not afraid when pretending to be a Muto merchant named "Yuan Bing". However, in this golden and jade "Mo Shang Hall", facing this charming country, the bottom of his heart rose up. A deep horror.

Lan Shu, the queen of the country, was very kind to him. She held the palace man's hand and got down barefoot. She took Yuan's arm and helped him up. She was shorter than Yuan Li and looked up at him slightly, but Yuan Li's head naturally drooped, as if she was the one who was looked down.

"I heard that you were injured, and now it seems that you haven't recovered yet." Lan Soo looked up and down, and naturally did not let go of his pale face and lips, as well as his slightly trembling body. "It seems that this hall is still too cold. Looking at you, you tremble with cold." She covered her lips and smiled softly, and the palace people around her also laughed together, but only by looking at their eyes did they know that they had no smile at all and reacted completely mechanically.

"What are you laughing at?" Sure enough, Lan Soo had an attack without warning, "Looking that the prince is so seriously injured, why don't you get out of Xuan Yu's doctor? Do you want me to go in person?" Her voice was still soft and fine when she cursed. Although what she said was not good, she still had a smile on her face. But those palace people all seemed to be greatly frightened. While kneeling down and kowtrating to plead guilty, they rolled and crawled out to find the imperial doctor.

Lan Su turned a deaf ear and stroked Yuan Yu's cheek. "You child, I'm really worried."

Yuan only felt that his back seemed to have been crawled by some insects, which was so crispy that it was difficult to survive. He didn't dare to move, but lowered his eyes, but his mind suddenly flashed the touch of the other opponent brushing his body when he was seriously injured and unconscious. The opponent was cold, not as soft as Lan Su's hand. He pinched a piece of cotton or something else and dipped it in well water to wipe his bloody wounds.

"What are you thinking?" Lan Su saw that he was distracted, and his tone was slightly sharper, and then smiled coquettishly, "But what kind of girl did you meet this time when you went out? Otherwise, what would cause our prince to almost completely destroy the army and run back alone like a homeless dog?

Yuan heard this and almost broke out in a cold sweat. He raised his eyes and looked at Lan Yu's face, and saw that her smile was still so impeccable, but the look in her eyes was already fierce, which looked colder than the icicle under the outer eaves.

He quickly smiled, looked into her eyes with great sincerity, and stretched out his hand to pinch her wrist. "What's the matter? Who else in the world can't leave me more than you?"

Lan Su laughed, stretched out his slender finger dyed with Yin Hongdan and nodded Yuan's forehead, "If you just say something big or small, I'm your mother!"

Yuan looked carefully at her face, but saw that her eyes smiled like a crescent moon, and her heart was slightly relaxed, but her face smiled more gently and affectionately. He grabbed her finger, put it gently on his lips and kissed it, and whispered, "I know that you are my mother..."