"Miss is the morning court time now. What can you do when you go? Miss, calm down. If you are really unhappy, when the emperor returns, he will send the imperial guards to the streets and alleys to catch people talking nonsense."

"I am only worthy of being aware of those people in the market! I won't go to this palace until I was early, so I'll leave!"

"Miss! Madam! My wife's empress!"

The carriage ignored it and drove out directly.

Aunt Qin was so anxious that she was speechless that she hurriedly asked someone to inform her, and she notified her... Suddenly she didn't know who to notify her. The prince was in court and the emperor was in court. Commander Lin didn't listen to her at all and went to do things for her wife.

Master, yes! Master doesn’t have to go to court. Aunt Qin was about to order someone to invite him, but suddenly found that the carriage was about to drive out of the alley. She hurriedly chased him. Now it’s too late to invite him. Many people will be anxious. The most urgent task is to stop the Empress from making mistakes: "Madam, Madam! Wait for me! I haven’t gotten on the car yet!"

Aunt Qin got on the carriage panting, and the carriage drove out in an instant, and the Aunt Qin he brought almost fell down.

Aunt Qin laughed with her and carefully spread the hem of the lady's skirt. The lady's clothes looked so beautiful, making the lady's skin whiter and looked smaller, just like a child wearing adult clothes, but she was arrogant and noble and cold. If Fen Niang saw it, she would be relieved, but because of this, she should cherish it even more, right? This is a noble identity that people in their building dare not even think about. How could they do it randomly: "Madam..."

Xiang Xinci ignored her.

Aunt Qin looked out nervously. The carriage was driving too fast and had already passed the Tiannan Gate: "Does Madam want to... block people at the gate of the palace?"

Xiang Xinci took the piano score from the drawer and looked at it: "..."

Seeing this, Aunt Qin hurriedly sat closer: "Madam, you have to think clearly that the emperor is not Mr. Liang or a person with love for his children. Why do you have to find this soft nail for yourself? Madam also knows that sometimes you are inevitably more impulsive when doing things. The emperor is a ruler. You may not have no conflict with the system. If the emperor handles it impartially, wouldn't it hurt the relatives and the enemy be happy... Madam, you should calm down in everything. Even if the emperor follows you, the emperor has his own forced. If it doesn't work as you wish, I will deal with you... Is it?" Aunt Qin looked at her lady with expectation.

Xiang Xinci was still flipping through the piano score.

Aunt Qin was a little uneasy and was very serious. This was not a joke. If the lady caused trouble when the ministers were dispersed, there would be so many people watching him. Even if the emperor protected the lady, his reputation would not be good, and it would not be beneficial to the lady in the future: "Madam, please calm down."

The carriage driving at high speed suddenly opened a corner, and Lin Wujing handed in the list.

Xiang Xinci took it, put down the curtain of the car and looked at the name of the person, and ignored Aunt Qin.

Does Lin Wujing think the matter is not big enough: "Madam, they are not targeting you..."

"I didn't target them either. If I tolerate it, the people in Liangdu City would think I was dead!"

“No…not that serious.”

"I just want them to know that even if I am not the queen, it's not their turn to talk about me behind my back! And I can't use me as a raft, whine around, whine, and whine. What's the point of discussing! It's all cut!"

Aunt Qin was sweating coldly, and there was something wrong with the slashing of the imperial officials: "Madam, you must be calm and not be impulsive." The prince and the prince will be there, and the prince will be there. At that time, the prince must stop the lady, otherwise something big will happen: "God bless you, God bless you..."

Xiang Xinci's entry into the palace this time was smoother than last time. Two tokens were hung on the carriage at the same time, one from Liang Gongxu and the other from Mingxiluo. Xiang Xinci didn't even get off the carriage and drove in. With these tokens, she could go anywhere in the palace and go wherever she wanted.

Aunt Qin became even more anxious.

The gates of the palace were opened one after another, and a straight road to the sky was invisible at first sight. The carriage rushed in like a fish entering the water. Finally, it would lead to the magnificent hall in the center of the central axis of the palace.

The Purple Gold Hall is one of the three main halls of the palace and is the place where the emperor discusses politics and courts in the morning.

Zi represents Ziwei Wall, and forbidden represents strictness. The steps leading to this hall are 9,990, thirty meters high, more than a thousand giant dragons circling up, with sharp claws like swords, eyes like copper tiles, people like ants, magnificent and majestic.

Xiang Xinci got off the carriage, and the 1,180 dragon heads of the hall seemed to suddenly look at her, and the ferocious might be overwhelming. The three thousand guards guarding the hall stood proudly on the steps, as if they were integrated with the white jade lion, majestic and unmoving, solemn and dignified.

Xiang Xinci directly stepped onto the middle stairs, only the right position that the emperor could use.

Aunt Qin knelt directly on the ground. She couldn't be close anymore. Didn't she say that she was at the gate of the palace? What was the lady doing here? "Xiao-" The country is prohibited from making noise.

In the huge purple gold hall, forty-eight giant pillars coiled around 418 giant dragons, the dragon's head looked down at the ministers below, just like the supervisor. In this big palace, there was only a chair on a high position, showing the supreme rights of the people sitting on it with the height of the sky and the vastness of the earth.

Ming Xiluo is on it, listening to the military ration reserves in various places. The year is approaching, which does not mean that things will follow the solar term. It is good news. Heavy snow covers several cities in the south, and disaster relief is the top priority.

"Is this the material reserves from the south that you have been busy for two days?" Ming Xiluo was not Lai Zheng's emperor. Remember the data in detail. The news from all over the country has entered the final stage. The food and grass that have been released has been concluded, but these are not the only ones that can be taken.

All the ministers were quiet, and the first ones were the people in the Ministry of Revenue, the people in the Ministry of War, and the ministers of the Taipu Temple could not stay out of the matter: "Emperor, I am careful..."

Mincilo listened patiently.

Just when the emperor's expression became cold in the hall and the ministers became cautious, Chang'an's eyes were stunned for a moment, and then he instantly lost his composure and looked at the emperor, and immediately calmed himself back to normal, but his hand holding Fu Chen couldn't help but tremble. This, this, mother... Why is the empress coming?

Ming Xiluo glanced calmly, his dull gaze rolled for a moment, but was immediately flattened by him and tightly tamped, as if he had seen nothing. He lowered his eyes slightly and listened carefully to the defense below.

Chang'an held the floating dust tighter, praying that the Queen only passed by and took a look, just passed by and took a look, left after a look, and left after a look.
Chapter completed!