The emperor didn't say let go, and Ye Siwei also sat at the small table, and she didn't mean to leave at all. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Although the atmosphere in the Qingxin Pavilion was silent again, neither the emperor nor Ye Siwei felt that there was anything wrong with such an atmosphere at all.

After a while, Ye Siwei sat a little bored, and then got up and walked to the emperor. has seen a lot of TV dramas, there are scenes to help polish ink, and Ye Siwei can't help but have such an idea. Anyway, it's not a thing.

Ye Siwei walked to the table where the recital was reviewed, although the ink had been polished, Ye Siwei looked at it, still picked up the ink stone, and tried to grind it. The emperor noticed the movement here, but glanced at Ye Siwei. It's just that after realizing that Ye Siwei just wanted to polish the ink, she turned her head and turned her attention back to the music.

Although Ye Siwei has never sharpened ink, after all, she has seen it on TV, and she can still do such a thing as drawing a scoop with a gourd. It's just that the inkstone turned around a few times, and the inkstone was black and mushy, and it looked much darker than just now.

The emperor looked at it for a while, put down the piece in his hand, and dipped the ink with a brush. The emperor didn't look at the inkstone, nor did he see the pen, so he put pen to paper. It's just that as soon as he put down the pen, the emperor frowned, and his hand stopped.

"What's wrong?" Ye Siwei has been watching the emperor's actions since she was dipped in ink from the emperor. Seeing the emperor's frowning actions, Ye Siwei immediately asked out loud.

"Did you add water?" When the emperor heard this, he first looked at the pen in his hand, and then at the inkstone in front of Ye Siwei, but his brows were furrowed even deeper.

Ye Siwei was stunned for a moment, she really didn't know what the emperor said about adding water.

"You can't grind ink, why do you want to grind ink for me?" The emperor looked at Ye Siwei like this, what else didn't he understand. The emperor asked, taking a small teapot on the table and pouring a little water into the inkstone.

"It's just watching everyone else do it, so I just follow suit. Ye Siwei stared at the emperor's action of pouring water, but she didn't think much about it, and subconsciously responded.

"Who do you see doing this?" The emperor's originally calm eyes showed a little more interest. It seems that the emperor is obviously very interested in Ye Siwei's words just now.

"It's those ......," Ye Siwei replied subconsciously. However, halfway through the words, Ye Siwei suddenly reacted, and her words changed: "When I was still in Zuo Xiang's Mansion, I saw my wife help Zuo Xiang polish ink." ”

Although, Ye Siwei didn't know if this really happened. However, these can also be regarded as the private affairs of Zuo Xiang and Zuo Xiang's wife, and the emperor will not really investigate anything. Therefore, now Ye Siwei has never had any psychological burden, and she seems to be very calm.

The emperor's eyes clearly flashed with suspicion, and the emperor obviously didn't really believe Ye Siwei's words. It's just that the emperor can't see it, Ye Siwei is reluctant to say it, even if she asks again, Ye Siwei will explain many times or change the topic to bring it. Therefore, even if the emperor didn't believe it, he still didn't ask anything after all.

With the emperor's help just now, this ink can finally be polished. However, Ye Siwei didn't keep grinding, after all, if this ink was sharpened for a long time, wouldn't it be the same as before. It was the emperor, who didn't say anything after seeing that Ye Siwei was no longer grinding ink.

Ye Siwei's stay in the Qingxin Pavilion came to lunch. The people who were waiting outside couldn't help but be disappointed when they saw that Ye Siwei was still not out. After all, as long as Ye Siwei is still inside, these people have no chance. Seeing that it was time for lunch, Ye Siwei didn't mean to come out yet, and for a while, these people didn't understand, but they were afraid that Ye Siwei was going to stay for dinner.

Although there is dissatisfaction in the hearts of everyone, there is also unwillingness. However, at such a time, it is impossible to vent it directly. Seeing that there is no chance, these people will not wait here hungry. So, one after another, people left. But there are also those who are stubborn, who still stay here and don't want to leave.

"Squeak......" After a while, the door of the closed Qingxin Pavilion was finally opened. Those stubbornly waiting here for the concubines couldn't help but rekindle their hopes, and their eyes were full of expectation.

It was indeed Ye Siwei who came out of the Qingxin Pavilion and was not wrong. It's just that Ye Siwei walked outside the door, stopped and looked at the spring pavilion on the side.

"Chunxie, you go back to the Yilian Hall and bring all the meals prepared in the small kitchen. Today, I dine with Your Majesty. After instructing Chunxie, Ye Siwei turned around and walked back to the Qingxin Pavilion again, completely cut off, waiting for those people's expectations.

Since it was Ye Siwei's order, and it was still in Qingxin Pavilion, it must have been tacitly approved by the emperor. Although, it is really a little strange to choose the meal of the Yilian Palace. However, Chunxie can understand, even Chunxie also thinks that the dishes in the small kitchen of the Yilian Hall are still better than the dining room.

Chun Xie said hello to Father-in-law Tang before leaving, and Father-in-law Tang, who was guarding the other side, glanced at Qingxin Pavilion, which closed the door again, with a little smile in his eyes.

Here, Ye Siwei has already said that she wants to have lunch with the emperor in Qingxin Pavilion, no matter how stubborn she is, she has to choose to give up at this time. As these waiting people left one after another, the outside of the Qingxin Pavilion could be regarded as pure.

In the afternoon, the scorching heat after the summer may make it easier to get close to the emperor, but there are very few people in this palace who are willing to come out and take risks. After all, the weather is hot, and even the emperor will not like to walk around, so the chances are still not high enough. Moreover, even if you deliver things like in the morning, you have just had lunch, and the weather is hot, and people will have little appetite. The act of delivering something in the middle of the afternoon is simply embarrassing for whoever comes. And this is also the reason why the emperor will talk to Ye Siwei about coming in the afternoon if there is something.

"With such a fuss today, you are in this palace, and it is estimated that you will be hated more than before. Ye Siwei, who had finished going out and ordered, returned to the Qingxin Pavilion again, and the emperor, who was reviewing the recital, put down the recital in his hand, looked at Ye Siwei and said with a smile.

"When Your Majesty left his ministers and concubines to dine here, he should have thought that this would be the case. Anyway, the concubines are mentally prepared, they are already like this, no matter how bad they are, they won't be so bad. Moreover, after today, won't Your Majesty be going to snub your concubines again? Today's events will gradually be forgotten by everyone. Ye Siwei also smiled, not too concerned about this.

Not long ago, not long after Ye Siwei put down the ink stone, she could only look everywhere when she had nothing to do. After all, the pieces on the table are all national events, and she is not interested in not talking about it, even if she is forced by the rules of this palace, she will never be cheap enough to read it.

And after the emperor watched the recital for a while, it seemed that he noticed Ye Siwei's idleness, and finally spoke again and talked to Ye Siwei. In this way, it gradually came to the matter of lunch. The matter of dining in this Qingxin Pavilion was naturally mentioned by the emperor. But Ye Siwei didn't want to refuse.

In this way, there was the matter that Ye Siwei would go out to order Chunxie just now. And since Ye Siwei dared to respond, she naturally felt that it was like something that the emperor thought, even if it really happened, she could always deal with it. Of course, what is more important is that the emperor has not given up on her, so that the emperor's previous protection must still exist, how can Ye Siwei not feel at ease?

After lunch, it has always been the habit of the emperor to take a lunch break, and there are very few exceptions. Today, nothing important is happening, and there are no exceptions. Ye Siwei didn't stay long, and left after retiring.

For example, in many TV dramas, the heroine generally enters the place where the emperor approves the chapter, and she can always get in touch with the chapter, or get a token that can come at will. However, such a thing did not happen to Ye Siwei. Moreover, for a period of time in the future, if she has nothing to do, this Qingxin Pavilion will not be very good. After all, what the emperor said, but let her keep a low profile and choose to go when there are no people. It is clear that the emperor has other things, and he doesn't want to see Ye Siwei much.

Although, things like this should have been used to a long time ago, Ye Siwei still felt a little depressed in her heart. Although the emperor treats her as before, there are many things, not that she can intervene in it, not to mention, even the emperor does not believe in her much now.

Because it was close to noon, the fiery red sun in the sky was constantly emitting a scorching light, scorching the heavens and the earth. After Ye Siwei came out, she couldn't help frowning. It was really not a wise move to go back to the Yilian Hall at such a hot time. However, the emperor is going to take a lunch break, what can Ye Siwei do? No matter how hot it is, she has to go back, otherwise there is nowhere to go. Moreover, even if you want to go somewhere else, you still have to bask in the sun after all.

Ye Siwei didn't think that these incense sticks would only be given to her alone and used on her body. In this way, as long as Wen Zixin has sent incense, Ye Siwei can use this method to resonate.

After all, it didn't happen to one person, and no one felt anything. That is, no matter how sincere it is, if there is no resonance, it is all false. However, if something happens to someone else, you have also experienced it, and you will feel it.

"I don't know, but any sister has used the incense sent by Sister Wen, so let's find the imperial doctor to take a look if I have time, lest I have to be like me, and I can't find out until I get sick." Ye Siwei sighed, and then spoke. Regarding this matter, Ye Siwei said quite affectionately.

Sure enough, after Ye Siwei's two consecutive sentences, in this hall, someone had already changed their faces. Although Ye Siwei didn't know these people, judging from the reactions of these people, they must have used the incense sent by Wen Zixin. I just don't know, are they also poisoned, or are they using musk?

"The noble Wat was harmed by Wen Zixin to such an extent, and he even called her Sister Wen again and again?" However, not everyone had anything to do with Wen Zixin, and among these people, some people caught Ye Siwei's words, and the tone was quite sarcastic.

"Although she hurt me, I have always regarded her as a sister since the draft. After that, she lived in a temple, and she took care of me so much. There's nothing I can do to stop it. However, since she has gone, the past is gone, so what if I call her sister again?" Ye Siwei sighed again, and her tone seemed quite sincere, "Your Majesty also said that the past is like smoke, so you don't need to investigate it too much." ”

Brought out the emperor again, it couldn't be better. The person who spoke just now stopped his mouth as if he was stunned, and his face was not good-looking. However, it was good that he didn't put on a face to Ye Siwei.

"The noble Wat is really innocent, she almost killed you, but you don't care. However, Concubine Shu smiled, and the smile looked quite sarcastic.

Now, Wen Zixin has been given to death, but Ye Siwei said that she doesn't care. There are many other ideas in these people's hearts. Even, some people will think that if Ye Siwei really didn't care, they would not have let the emperor kill Wen Zixin in the first place, and they would not believe Ye Siwei's words.

It's just that how do these people know that giving Wen Zixin to death is the emperor's own idea, but Ye Siwei doesn't know at all. Even, if they hadn't spread this matter to Ye Siwei's ears, Ye Siwei wouldn't know when she would have known.

However, these people, who were still visiting and currying favor in her palace at the beginning, turned their heads to the queen's palace and began to target her, which is ironic enough. But the funny thing is that such a thing is a normal thing in this palace.

"Just listen to Your Majesty. Ye Siwei smiled, she was not stupid, so she naturally heard that Concubine Shu's words were just sarcasm. She wouldn't be so thick-skinned that she would really admit that she was naïve. Anyway, everything is pushed on the emperor, which is almost instinctive for Ye Siwei.

Anyway, in Ye Siwei's opinion, even if the emperor knows, he will not blame her. After all, she didn't say anything unfavorable to the emperor. In this way, it can also show the emperor's generosity and magnanimity, and in other words, it can be regarded as helping the emperor establish a reputation. However, Ye Siwei also thought about it like this, and she was not so big that she dared to go to the emperor to ask for rewards.