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Yu Ying looked at the lonely expression of her little master, and sighed, "Little master, in this palace, the most taboo thing is to be happy and angry. You feel sad and you can't show it, otherwise you will be seen by someone with a heart and frame you. ”

Su Wanqing came back to his senses, "Yuying, I'm so conflicted. The emperor doesn't favor me, I'm afraid he will dislike me; But if he pampers me, I'm afraid he forgets. What am I going to do? ”

Yu Ying served the concubine in her early years, and she can understand the bitterness in the heart of the harem beauty, "The little master must not mess with his own hands and feet, everything is just left to fate." The slave and maid are brave, and the little master must look away, otherwise he will be hurt in the end. ”

Resigned to fate? Su Wanqing laughed in her heart, she is not a person who resigns herself to fate. She can't continue to be passive like this, or she will really live up to her aunt's expectations.

"Yu Ying, do you know whose sign the emperor turned over tonight?"

"The emperor did not turn over the brand, and stayed alone in the Qianqing Palace."

Su Wanqing rolled his eyes, pulled Yu Ying to Fuchen Palace, and was so frightened that Yu Ying asked again and again, "Little master, what's wrong?" Don't want to go for a walk in the Imperial Garden? ”

"Go! Wait until I go back to the palace to get something, and then I'll go over! ”

In early summer, the scenery in the garden is perfect. The trees beside the embankment of the lake have grown tender green leaves, lush and lush, and the sky is luxuriant. The rustling wind blows, and the wicker gently swayes, like a dancing beauty. Looking out from the lookout pavilion in the middle of the lake, the east side of the pavilion is faintly visible, and the small lotus in the west is beginning to show sharp corners, and the dragonflies point to the water, causing a rippling side.

Su Wanqing sat in the pavilion in the center of the lake and tied a silk knot, that kind of technique was something Yuying had never seen before, she asked curiously, "The slave is clumsy, I don't know what kind of craftsmanship the little master is doing?" ”

"What kind of craft is this, it's just something that the countrymen pray for." There was a hint of a smile on the corner of her mouth, "This is Wan Si Xuan, which represents well-being, I just remembered that these two days are good days to communicate with the gods." ”

Yu Ying saw that she had changed her previous sorrow, and now she was confident again, full of doubts but didn't dare to ask.

Although Su Wanqing is the princess of Nanchu, she does not have many memories of Jinling. Since the age of seven, she grew up in Jinan, so she is more familiar with the customs of Jinan. This way of taking care of the blessing silk silk is what she learned from the old sister-in-law of Su Mansion.

After completing the whole procedure, she breathed a sigh of satisfaction and asked the palace maids to pack up their things and prepare to go back.

She and Yuying walked in front, and there were no palace people on the long road by the lake. Su Wanqing looked back and glanced at Yu Ying deeply, "I accidentally slipped and fell into the lake, thank you for saving me." ”

Before Yuying could react, Su Wanqing had already jumped into the lake, and she suddenly panicked, "Someone's coming!" Come! The little master has fallen overboard! ”

Su Wanqing didn't know if it was worth it, but she had been educated by the eldest princess since she was a child and couldn't bow to her fate. She couldn't wait any longer, she had to let Yuwen Che remember herself in her heart.

When she was rescued, she was already soaking wet and shivering. Although it has warmed up in early summer, it is still very cold after soaking in the lake for so long. Coupled with the messy bun, Su Wanqing looked extremely embarrassed at the moment.

She was sent back to Fuchen Hall for the first time, and Huaqin was startled when she saw her appearance, and her eyes went straight to Yuying. helped her change into her underwear, and the imperial doctor rushed to check her pulse, and then, Yu Wenche also hurried over.

The person on the couch had already fallen asleep, his fair face was covered with a layer of red, and his eyebrows were tightly clenched, as if he was very uncomfortable. He sat on the couch and took her hand, and she seemed to feel a little more comfortable, and her eyebrows were furrowed.

"Your Majesty, Xiao Master Jia just fell into the water and suffered from the cold, take a few medicines from Weichen, and then rest in bed for a few days to recover."

Yu Wenche remained silent and said that he heard it. The imperial doctor bowed down and prescribed medicine, and the palace maids also withdrew, only Yuying and Huaqin waited in the bedroom.

"How could Wan Wan fall into the water? According to the truth, if there is half a lie, I will not spare it! ”

Yu Ying was stunned, knelt down and said, "The little master suddenly wants to go to the Huxin Pavilion to pray for blessings, and the slaves and maids will serve with them." After praying for blessings, I was about to go back to the palace, but I knew that the little master was walking in front, and accidentally slipped a little, and it was too late for the slave to reach out to help, and the little master was unstable after knocking down, and fell into the water. ”

"Prayer?" Yu Wenche asked rhetorically, his tone was very displeased, "What day is this, and where is the customary prayer?" ”

Huaqin bowed his head and said, "The emperor is angry, and praying for blessings for the little lord is not a well-known etiquette in the world, but a saying in the countryside of Jinan Mansion." Loved ones who are disturbed by love, hatred, anger and anger can be tied with colorful silk threads to form a wish knot, and a piece of paper is placed in the middle to write their wishes. As long as you are sincere, you can move God. ”

Yu Ying glanced up at the emperor and continued, "The little lord has been worried since he returned from the drive yesterday. Pray for blessings when appropriate, and your mouth is all about the emperor..."

Yu Wenche's heart was shocked, and he said in his mouth, "Dear and beloved..."

Huaqin and Yuying glanced at each other, bowed and retreated. Things have been done here, and the words have come to this, if the emperor is not moved, he will really be hard-hearted.

Yu Wenche slowly covered Su Wanqing's cheek with his palm, and his palm was scorching from the hot temperature. At this moment, Su Wanqing twisted his body a few times uneasily, and whispered a few times in his dream, "Cold... Cold..."

Yu Wenche pulled the satin brocade under the curtain inside the bed, and after covering her, she still frowned and muttered uneasily, "It's so cold..."

His heart pounded, and when he leaned over to look down, Su Wanqing's cheeks were red, like ripe apples in autumn, which was very tempting. He laughed a few times in his heart, and he had always been indifferent to the affairs of men and women, so he simply took off his robe and lay on the couch closely, and the two of them were close to each other.

Because of his tossing, Su Wanqing sobered up a little, turned his face sideways and looked at him with half-squinted eyes, "The emperor is here... The concubine asks the emperor for peace..."

Yuwen Che saw her struggling to sit up, and hurriedly held her down, "It's all sick like this, don't be polite." Is it warmer now? ”

Su Wanqing shook his head with a sad face, his hand broke free from his palm, and his arms were staggered and hugged his shoulder. She tried to open her eyelids, "The emperor should go back quickly, the concubine is sick, don't be sick to you." ”

"It doesn't matter... You're cold... I have a way to keep you from being cold..."

Su Wan opened his eyes in surprise, like a rabbit with a radish, "What a way." ”

"Well, close your eyes, and when I let you open them, open them again."

She was chaotic, only feeling a pair of hands roaming over her body, her fingertips were a little rough, and rubbing against the smooth skin did not burn, but brought a strange comfort. She visibly felt her body warming up, and soon fell asleep comfortably, even ignoring the tearing pain.

When he woke up the next day, he was painting the piano and staying by the couch. When she saw Su Wanqing waking up from sleep, she pounced over and wrapped her naked body with a brocade quilt, and said with a half-whimper, "Princess, it's all over, it's all over..."