Ziyun Yanqing Tower.

After sitting and forgetting for half a day, Li Longji did feel that his body felt more relaxed.

He was indeed quite satisfied with the fact that Zhang Bian and Li Mi introduced him to Zhenren Jingxuan.

Just when he opened his eyes, the servants were already rushing towards him, saying: "Sage, tributes from Hebei have arrived."

Hearing this, Li Longji stroked his beard and smiled, saying: "After the Ghost Festival, I will return to Chang'an. What tribute does Hu'er have to send to Zhongnan Mountain?"

"Replying to the sage, these are tribute peaches from Raoyang County. I arrived in Chang'an this morning and they may not be fresh, so I sent them here."

"Hu'er is interested." Li Longji smiled happily, "The imperial concubine loves these the most. Send them to her quickly. Bring some more and give them to the masters to try."

"According to the decree."

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty."

Not long after, Gao Lishi personally carried the tray upstairs to divide the peaches.

When he came to Li Mi, the young Taoist priest stood up and took the peach with both hands. He was polite but still had the demeanor of an outsider, and his movements were very measured.

Li Bi has real talent and knowledge, and his recent explanations of Taoism have even convinced the saints. He has been ordered to wait for the imperial edict and to be enshrined in the East Palace.

This means that the Taoists finally got huge rewards for trying to please the saints for the East Palace. Among them, Gao Lishi and Zhang Bian worked together to say good things for the East Palace.

At the same time, baskets of tribute peaches were brought into Zongsheng Palace and sent to Concubine Yang's residence.

They were cut off with their branches and leaves attached and sent by postal horse that traveled thousands of miles, still carrying dew.

This means that An Lushan and the Youxiang Mansion behind him are by no means inferior in pleasing the saint, and they are even worse.

After all, the most important thing is to make Concubine Yang happy, and Concubine Yang prefers to taste such seasonal fruits.

An Lushan's tribute is far more than this. Recently, the saint has often said, "Wait until August and see what Hu'er brings." For this reason, even the thought of playing dominoes and reading stories has faded away...

~~

In autumn, I sit in Jin Zhang Pavilion, and it is overcast and closed during the day.

There is no heat in Zhongnan Mountain on a cloudy day. In the house, there are a few tribute peaches on a jade plate.

Yang Yuyao had already tasted one at noon, but her mind was not on the delicious food at this time. She sat in front of the bronze mirror, took a satisfied look at her unpainted face, and then glanced outside the room.

Finally, the door creaked open, and Mingzhu came in with Xue Bai.

"who?"

Yang Yuyao turned away and asked lazily.

"Ms. Yao, it's Mr. Xue Langjun who's here."

"He is willing to come. I waited for a long time yesterday in vain. I shouldn't be worthy of meeting Xue Lang."

Mingzhu glanced at Xue Bai and signaled him to take care of himself and Wanfu to step back.

Xue Bai said: "Lu Xuan is watching us. Only after we get rid of him can I dare to come."

"Which one?"

"The censor who slandered your relationship with me on Yuanye."

"Why did he slander me?" Yang Yuyao couldn't help but smile, and turned around and said, "Tell me, how did he slander me?"

Xue Bai avoided her eyes and did not answer. His expression was serious and slightly reserved.

Yang Yuyao's eyes lit up, she took his hand and said, "It's all because Yuhuan is soft-hearted, cutting the grass but not the root, not getting rid of this...who is going to do it?"

"Lu Xuan. Don't forget it. It has been eliminated."

"You look like a harmless person, but you can do harm when you open your mouth. You are really a monster. Come here and let me see, have you been bullied by Princess Yuzhen recently?"

"No, I'm busy arranging the kings, princesses, and princes-in-law."

Yang Yuyao couldn't help but laugh and said: "I heard that I owe General Gao another favor. But it's also strange, why are these people always so mean?"

"Maybe I really did it?"

"Just like others slandering our relationship, are they all true?"

"Um."

Xue Bai nodded seriously.

Yang Yuyao felt more and more amused, her eyes moved with amusement, she took his hand and whispered: "My sisters live in the courtyard. They went to a banquet. I won't be able to stay long and I have to go there."

She probably wanted to say that it was not convenient today, but she didn't say it. Anyway, she just wanted to get close to her for a while.

Even Xue Bai doesn't quite understand this kind of woman's thoughts.

"Try this." Yang Yuyao held up a tribute peach, "This peach is called 'Yanhong Peach'. It is indeed delicious, juicy and sweet..."

Halfway through her words, she raised her eyes, looked into Xue Bai's eyes for a while, and suddenly said: "You are a little different from the past."

"How is it different?"

Yang Yuyao couldn't tell at first, but she could clearly feel the change in Xue Bai's aura. After thinking about it, he hesitated and said: "It seems... a bit domineering?"

"Um?"

Inexplicably, Yang Yuyao lowered her head under his gaze, feeling the shyness of a girl she had not seen for a long time.

She thought that today would be an inconvenience, so she asked, "Shall I peel the peach for you?"

"Don't peel the peach."

Yang Yuyao had to rush to the banquet. Knowing that it was too late, she gently pushed Xue Bai as if to refuse, but in the end she did not say that it was inconvenient for her.

What she was wearing today was also a Taoist robe, with a plain color. In fact, it matched her unpowdered face better than the usual bright and thin shawl. A belt tied around her slender waist made her figure even better.

The same Taoist robe looked pure and beautiful when worn on Li Tengkong, but Yang Yuyao looked even fuller when she was wrapped in it.

~~

Where Yang Yuhuan's eyes fell, Zhang Yunrong quickly stepped forward and picked up a Yanhong peach. The peach was so big that she couldn't hold it with her delicate hands.

The thin pink peel is peeled off, revealing the attractive white flesh inside, which is even and plump.

Zhang Yunrong peeled it off carefully and gently, revealing that the flesh on the top of the peach was red and had a fruity fragrance.

"Give it to me."

Yang Yuhuan took it and took a small bite. He felt that the flesh was tender and melted in his mouth, with plenty of juice and a lingering fragrance in his mouth.

She was actually a bit greedy. When she encountered such delicious food, her eyes unconsciously showed a satisfied expression. She was so beautiful that Zhang Yunrong was stunned. He quickly handed over the handkerchief and wiped away the stains running down the corners of her mouth.

Peach juice.

"The imperial concubine eats like a child."

Yang Yuhuan ate for a long time and then spat out the peach core that she had sucked clean. Her small and casual movements looked charming.

In the hall, Xu Hezi, Xie Aman, Xue Qiongqiong and others were still discussing the new Cipai singing method, but in the end they couldn't come up with it.

Yang Yuhuan let Zhang Yunrong wash her hands and asked with a smile: "Why doesn't Third Sister come? When it comes time to use her, she is nowhere to be seen."

"I'm afraid he fell asleep in the house, so I'll go and fetch him."

"She has a big show, I will invite her." Yang Yuhuan stood up with a smile and said to everyone: "You guys can discuss it, I will ask someone to ask the lyricist."

She didn't want a crowd of maids to follow her, so she carried her skirt all the way to the annex of the three ladies of the country.

In the annex, Mingzhu hurriedly greeted her and was about to speak.

"Concubine."

"Is Third Sister asleep? I'll call her."

Yang Yuhuan climbed up the steps, and suddenly, he faintly heard Yang Yuyao calling from inside.

"I can't control it anymore... I can't control it anymore..."

"Third sister? What happened?"

The sounds in the room suddenly died down.

Yang Yuhuan was worried about her sister, so she motioned to Mingzhu to open the door, entered the room, walked around the screen, and saw that the curtain was still shaking.

When he opened it, he saw that Yang Yuyao was lying on her back, her hair was in a messy bun, there was sweat on the white back of her neck, and she was still panting slightly.

"After waiting for most of the day, the third sister refuses to go to the banquet. What are you doing sitting in the room?"

"Asleep." Yang Yuyao yawned.

"Look at this sweat, isn't it hot?"

"Not hot."

"Did you hear Third Sister shouting outside the door just now?"

"I," Yang Yuyao hesitated for a moment, "I had a nightmare."

"Oh? What dream?"

"There was a monster... who was very arrogant and couldn't control it for a while."
To be continued...