The imperial garden of the imperial palace is full of beautiful flowers.

The noble empress and the humble slave walk together, but they look like a beautiful woman, not inferior to the surrounding flowers and plants.

Seeing the pensive expression on Yan He's face, the Empress smiled.

"He is naturally not as bold as you, and dares to do anything. I don't know what crime I should be guilty of peeping at the imperial power as a mere slave."

Seeing the ridicule on his face, Yan He naturally knew that he had countermeasures, and relaxed in his heart, he joked directly with the Empress: "Your Majesty is fearful when I watch you like a tiger like a tiger?"

"Afraid?" the empress said in amazement, and the side face revealed in her eyes was even more charming than that of the queen's delicate face. "It's too late for me to worry about power and conspiracy. I wish someone could take over as soon as possible."

"What's more," he paused suddenly, and his smile was even more charming, "didn't someone say in a previous life that he wanted to protect me for the rest of his life?"

The slave paused, and then burst out laughing.

The surrounding palace people lowered their heads and walked quickly past the place where the two were. The topic between His Majesty and the slave involved such painful love stories from the past and present life. discuss.

Seeing the carefulness of the palace people, the smile on the empress's face became even brighter, and the man behind him lowered his eyes slightly, feeling a little helpless.

It wasn't until the empress was sent to the gate of the palace that Yan He took half a step back to maintain an appropriate distance between the master and the slave with the empress, but didn't expect to be dragged by someone and went straight into the hall.

The palace people all said that the empress and Mr. Nayan were discussing the issue of handing over political affairs, but they didn't think that this conversation started at noon and talked about the beginning of the night, and no one came out for a long time.

In an instant, the news that the slave Yan He was favored by the empress spread like wildfire in the palace, and the harem that was originally considered "harmonious" suddenly exploded, and the concubines in the harem were all flustered and could no longer sit still up.

Yan Hegang spent the whole night in the empress palace. No matter how deep down they are in their hearts, they are very respectful to him on the surface due to his high position and weight. The interior decoration is almost comparable to today's palace. Nothing compares to the ordinary soft collapse.

She was a little sleep deprived, and met a group of rowdy men early in the morning, so Yan He couldn't put on a good face.

What's more, Mr. Yan doesn't need to look at anyone's face in this palace.

"What are you doing, concubines?" Yan He didn't even know how to be courteous, he just glanced at the group of handsome men and frowned slightly, even wanting to avoid his body.

These concubines are seldom summoned by the Empress on weekdays, but their daily expenses are not deducted at all, and they can always spend it all.

Now it seems that I am afraid that I just bought some rouge, gouache, jade paste and spices.

When a group of people get together, there is a strange smell mixed together.

Yan He's green clothes and gentle and handsome face naturally formed a sharp contrast with the group of men in front of him who were dressed like butterflies with the same flowers and looked feminine.

However, under the aesthetics of this world, everyone thinks that those flowers and butterflies are much more beautiful and colorful.

"Bold, a mere slave is not polite when he sees the imperial concubine?" One of the colorful butterflies seemed to shout angrily.

Yan He raised his eyebrows slightly, and was about to take the opportunity to attack, but a voice suddenly broke in from the side.

"What are you doing? It's so lively?" The visitor was dressed in a crimson palace shirt, squinting his eyes slightly, showing a dignified and majestic demeanor. When the crowd gradually receded, the person approached Yan He, surprised He said, "Isn't this Mr. Yan?"

Yan Hecai met this person yesterday, but his feeling was completely different from yesterday.

The empress who wanted to run away and had no disdain for the empress and the empress who is full of lazy and luxurious airs today can't tell which one is more pleasing, just look at the eyes of the concubine on the side, obviously they have seen a lot in the past It is the latter.

Yan He frowned slightly, and suddenly thought of the sentence that the empress said yesterday, "he is the same as the original owner remembers", and it could only be referring to the empress at this time.

I don't know what this person has done before, the concubines in the palace seemed to be afraid of him, and when they saw him appear, they gritted their teeth and stared at him before they dispersed.

The original menacing attack came to an extremely dramatic end in an instant, and soon only Empress Yan Hetong was left in the room.

"Mr. Yan, would you like to have a drink at the palace's residence?" The queen watched the surrounding concubines recede one by one, then raised her eyes to Yan He with a calm expression.

"Of course I don't mind." Yan He smiled slightly, then followed up.

The queen's residence, like his own, is extremely contradictory.

On one side were all kinds of jewelry neatly placed, on the other side was hastily wrapped bags, it looked as if he was about to leave the palace at any moment.

The utensils on one side are neat and even the teacups are placed in a proper arc around the kettle, while the other side is scattered in twos and fours and even has uncleaned water stains.

It seems that this palace has been divided into two from somewhere, and it has become the residence of two people with completely different personalities.

One fine, one uninhibited.

The queen seemed to be completely unaware of this strangeness, so she simply cleaned up the table and invited Yan He to sit down.

"Sir, do you want to ask me something?" The queen raised her eyebrows slightly, put down the teacup in her hand, and said straightforwardly, "As long as you open your mouth now, I might be able to answer you whatever you want to ask."

The man in front of him had an extremely gorgeous face, but it was different from the face made of makeup outside.

The empress in splendid attire looks at you with a slight smile. That look of willingness to converse is indeed very moving, whether it is real or pretending.

Yan He, however, looked at the person in front of him, knowing clearly that even if he asked the other person, he might not be able to tell the truth. His previous thoughts had faded a lot, and he got up to leave.

But I didn't expect the voices of the palace people outside the palace to come faster.

"Empress... the emperor called Mr. Yan over." The palace servant who came to report the news lowered his head, not daring to raise his head to look at the queen, as if he was some kind of scourge, but secretly looked at Yan He.

"Your Majesty also said that you will always follow her as agreed..." The palace man watched for a long time and saw that the queen did not appear angry at all, so he bit the bullet and finished the rest of the sentence in one breath.

Yan He raised his eyes slightly, just in time to meet the eyes of the Shanggong people asking for help, but quickly turned his eyes away to look at the queen beside him.

There was nothing wrong with that man's luxurious face, his grace was still the same, he was somewhat similar to but somewhat different from the previous queen who avoided the empress, he slowly turned his eyes to look at Yan He, and said with a light smile: "Yes, with the empress." Naturally, it is better to keep promises between people, let alone promises made with His Majesty, isn't it?"

I don't know if it was Yan He's illusion. He always felt that the face of the person who had been facing him with little emotional fluctuations was suddenly a little cold, and his attitude was also a lot alienated. According to what he said, All this seems to be related to the Empress.

"It's not good for Your Majesty to be too clingy to me. I will go to Your Majesty to meet her on my own after I finish talking with the Empress here." Yan He looked at the Empress in front of him and observed all his reactions.

The palace people who came to inform the news obviously did not expect such a development, their faces turned blank, they hurriedly raised their heads to look at Yan He and opened their mouths to persuade him again.

But the supposedly humble slave just glanced at him indifferently, the coldness in his eyes made the palace man's face paler, he could only obey his promise, and ran out in a panic.

Now only Yan He and the Queen are left. Logically speaking, there is no major problem in the continuation of the conversation, but the Queen at this time seems to be unhappy. The picture that makes everything in the world lose its color There was still a smile on his face, but he was far more fake and alienated: "The conversation between Ben Gong and Mr. Yan should have ended. Look, the tea on the table has lost its residual temperature."

He laughed out of politeness, and his words were full of chasing guests: "Bengong feels that I have nothing to say to Mr. Tong."

After saying this, he immediately kicked Yan He out of the hall with an order.

Obviously, the conversation between the two did not even last two or three sentences, and Yan He couldn't figure out where he had offended the queen, but he could clearly feel that the other two aspects were wrong.

One is such a queen with an abnormally opposite personality and behavior pattern.

The second aspect...

"Yan He, didn't I give an order, do you dare to resist it?" The man in the dragon-patterned robe was kneeling beside the palace servant who had just gone out to deliver the letter with a pale face.

At this time, the eyes of the delicate and small empress were also full of coldness and dissatisfaction.

If Yan He could have used the empress's insistence that he follow "her" behind her inseparable as a child's external appearance because he didn't want to get too far away from the character, but thinking about it now, it's so strange.

"Slave, don't dare." Yan He Weiwei took a step forward to support the man, "Just going out for a walk, His Majesty is worried."

The man's robes other than his fine clothes were stained with a layer of cold air, which was obviously not something that someone who had just left the house could have, and he didn't know how long this man had stood outside the door before letting the palace servants in to inquire about the news.

But no matter how I think about it, I feel that something is wrong. There is something that has been overlooked that makes people have to worry.

"Hmph, it's good to know." The empress flicked her sleeves, and Yan Hexin, who was behind, would immediately follow calmly.

The two approached the palace all the way, and the empress finally took off the arrogant and arrogant disguise on her face again and became calm and rational.

"Yan He, what do you think of the queen?" The man looked back and asked very seriously.

For a moment, Yan He felt that the person in front of him was strange, but when he looked at it again, it was the eyes and expression he was familiar with.

The expression in his eyes remained unchanged, he smiled slightly, and said lightly: "I think the queen is good."

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