The letter paper slowly changed color and curled in the flames, and finally turned into ashes.

The old servant sniffed and threw letters into it.

He found a wooden stick and flipped through the ones that were not burnt clean from time to time.

Yan Dajian's face was shining with light and dark light. He slowly walked over, stretched his right hand over the flame, and then slowly let go.

The peanuts fell one by one.

Fire licked Yan Dajian's hand, he looked at the fire calmly and said, "Don't chase after those who go, come back in the future!"

Then he scolded his wife and ordered her not to cover up those ugly things for Yan Chunhui in the future.

But his wife was not a good guy, and immediately refuted, saying that he was not a good thing, and he pulled him into the house no matter how fragrant or smelly his son was just being ruined by him.

Yan Dajian did not become furious as usual, but said lightly: "If you want to kill Chunhui, then continue to spoil."

Yan Chunhui, who was in his thirties, was still a child in their eyes, so his wife couldn't help but roar: "It was so scared when I was killed back then, but now you are afraid, why?"

Yan Dajian looked at her coldly and answered the question unduely: "Now, your family should be optimistic about the portal and be cautious in their words and actions."

After saying that, he entered the bedroom.

His wife was not a fool, and she heard some crises from this.

"Husband, has Your Majesty disliked you?"

There was no response in the bedroom.

As the sky gradually became darker, the capital slowly fell asleep...

Fang Xing was ready to go to bed too.

Zhang Shuhui was sleeping inside with red eyes and swollen eyes. Fang Xing had been comforting her for a long time before she calmed down.

Zhu Zhanji had just slept, and Sun had just talked about Brother Yu's intelligence and filial piety.

The palace had become quiet, and only the patrolers were wandering around.

They held lanterns and their eyes were swinging around. Their figures were reflected on the ground by the lights, shaking with the lanterns.

This is the heart of the Ming Dynasty. The instructions issued from here can make the entire Ming Dynasty cheer or sad.

As usual, Hu Shanxiang has not slept yet.

It was late at night and she stood by the window wearing clothes, watching the moonlight scattering on the roof and on the ground.

This is her world, she agrees with it and sticks to it.

She has become accustomed to such days, and the only focus of her life is her two children.

She slowly walked outside Duanduan's bedroom, and the palace maid who was on the night was dozing off. Hu Shanxiang did not alarm her and quietly pushed the door open.

The moonlight also shone through the windows in the bedroom.

Duanduan slept well, and even smiled.

Hu Shanxiang leaned down, reached out to stroke his daughter's cheek, and then smiled out of the bedroom.

She then went to the corn side.

There are many people serving there, and no one dares to be lazy.

"Empress."

Shinichi is not asleep yet. Hu Shanxiang said, "I look at the corn in this palace."

There were two eunuchs outside Yumi's bedroom patrolling from time to time. When one of them heard this, he went to open the door.

Hu Shanxiang walked in gently, and Shinichi was holding a candlestick beside him and whispered: "Your Highness will go to bed early tonight."

Sleeping early means you are in a good mood.

Hu Shanxiang smiled, then leaned over and watched the corn that fell asleep as a large-font shape.

Yumi's mouth opened and looked at Daiyao. He suddenly frowned and moved, putting his right hand on his face.

Hu Shanxiang nodded and told them to listen carefully after going out, and if it was corn, people would ask them to go in in time.

After returning to his bedroom, Hu Shanxiang was about to rest, but Yian had something to say.

"Empress, some people talk about His Highness's marriage these days."

As the prince, Yumi's future marriage will definitely attract attention. However, according to the rules of the Ming Dynasty, the future princess may only be born in ordinary families.

Hu Shanxiang sat on the bed and yawned, saying, "The corn is still young!"

Yian helped her lie down and sighed, "It would be great if the Xing and Bo family Wuyou were smaller."

Hu Shanxiang was tired and murmured: "The rules of the ancestors, the Crown Princess will not be the daughter of the powerful family. Besides, Xing and Bo had already said it..."

Yian served her to bed and then quietly went out.

"Xing Hebo has any explanation for Wuyou's marriage?"

Aon didn't pay much attention to the outside, so he went out and asked a nanny whom he liked to ask.

"Yes! I said earlier that the first thing is not to enter the palace, and the second thing is not to marry the sons of Xunqi."

Aon smiled and said, "This is surprising, but it's good not to form a clique."

The palace gradually returned to tranquility until dawn was approaching.

After Hu Shanxiang woke up, someone came to report: "Empress, An Lun from the East Factory presented a white fox fur."

Hu Shanxiang said in surprise when he heard this: "How dare he send it here directly?"

Aon went over and checked it, and said, "Empress, this fur is rare. I can cover your highness's neck, so I will not be afraid of the cold in winter."

Hu Shanxiang said: "Don't comply with the rules, go back."

The visitor said, "Empress, Your Majesty has nodded."

Hu Shanxiang said in wonder: "What is he for?"

...

An Lun got up very early. When the person who came to pick him up came outside, he had already brushed the war horses and fed them good materials.

He touched the neck of the war horse and said with a smile: "Remember, be good!"

The war horse rubbed his huge horse's face against him. Just as An Lun wanted to leave, he bit his sleeve with his mouth.

An Lun turned around in surprise. Seeing that the war horse bit his sleeve and refused to let go, she smiled and said, "You are a kind person, okay, I'll come back tonight."

Zhanma refused to listen, and An Lun smiled and said, "I'll come back after I say it."

Finally, he took off his coat and then quickly came out before getting rid of the big mouth of the war horse.

He didn't look back and walked out while dressing.

The war horse was neighing in the horse circle, and it was pulling the reins hard, but Anlun specially reinforced it last night.

After leaving the house, An Lun said, "I remember to come here in the afternoon and send this horse to Chen Shi's house."

Come and pick him up.

When passing by Yingmei's stall, An Lun just took a look and then rode away coldly.

Yingmei said in confusion: "What's wrong with this sir?"

Uncle Yang, who was selling noodles next to him, whispered: "My sister Ying, you will get married after a while. If you can stay away from Dongchang, please stay away."

Yingmei remembered the big envelope yesterday and the gloomy man who looked like a living dead, and shook her head and said, "No, sir, are good people."

Uncle Yang shook his head and said, "Good people, good people, when you get married, these are all passing clouds!"

Yingmei said stubbornly: "No, I will always remember the kindness of my lord."

Uncle Yang smiled and said, "Many things are... how to say it, one after another. At this age, I think I should remember it. After a few years, I feel that I am naive at this time..."

He glanced at Yingmei and said, "As old as flowers!"

"Our sister is very beautiful and sensible. She remembers to wait for our house when she eats. When she sees our house coming in, she comes to pick her up. That smiley face... our house will always remember it." An Lun smiled on the horse's back.

When Anlun arrived at Dongchang, the first thing he did was to ask someone to discuss the matter.

The stairs stood below, and An Lun sat in the same old rules.

He glanced at these tips and said, "One time, our family said, Dongchang is Your Majesty's slave, our loyalty can only be given to Your Majesty. If anyone stands in the wrong place and shows his loyalty, even if he expresses his loyalty to our family, that is wrong!"

He often says this, but today he says it very seriously.
Chapter completed!