Chapter 155: The tent is warm and the hibiscus adds a new apricot color
The emperor secretly thought to himself, since the expiration of the three-year mourning period of Empress Xiaozhao, how many people coveted the matter of the six palaces of Dafeng, and inquired about the news openly and secretly, but the Xiao Niu Colu clan has always been indifferent to this, and now he is in a hurry to say this, isn't it also a disguised request for sealing?
Thinking of this, he glanced at Xiao Niu Colu again, and saw that her phoenix eyes were clear, but he didn't know whether it was true or false, he looked up and called Li Dequan in, picked up the square inkstone from the table and handed it over: "Send this to Chuxiu Palace to the eighth elder brother, saying that I rewarded him, and when he grows up, I will teach him to read and write." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Now that the palace gate is about to be keyed, Li Dequan hurriedly took it.
The emperor smiled softly: "It's hard for you to think for me." β
"It's good that the emperor isn't angry." Rong Yue spoke, staring at his eyes for a moment, for some reason, she liked his eyes so much, calm, gentle, wise, resolute, with too many things, so that she was obsessed with them and couldn't extricate herself.
The emperor couldn't help but feel a sigh of relief when he saw her softly snuggled in his arms, her eyes full of obsession.
The red candle burned, and the candle tears accumulated on the candlestick were like half-opened lotuses, Siqin took the wax skewer and picked the wick of the candle, turned his head to see the two of them in front of the desk, looked at each other, only put down the hibiscus curtain with a silent smile, turned around and saw the spring morning tea coming in, and hurriedly raised his hand to stop her.
In the early spring, I saw the bright yellow warm tent hanging on the ground, I don't know if the emperor and the little lord have rested, I was slightly worried in my heart, and I saw Siqin waving his hand, so I had to withdraw from the compartment and go to the outer warm pavilion.
During the day, because Rong Yue said that it hurt, Chun Zao wanted to go to Mama Jingqi, but the master didn't ask her to go to death, and she was ashamed and didn't want others to see the injury, and she didn't know if the injury was bad, whether she could sleep or not, thinking of this Chun Zao, she couldn't let go of her heart.
Seeing that she seemed to have something on her mind today, Siqin stepped forward with a smile and helped her shoulder to greet her, and said, "You wait here, I'll go and bring the things that Lord Banzai has rewarded you." β
When she heard the word reward in the early spring, she remembered the words left by the emperor in Jingyang Palace, smiled, and saw Siqin holding a palm-sized brocade box from the drawer box for a while, she hurriedly smiled and took the brocade box in her hand, and said with a chic smile: "Long live the master was in a hurry when he left, and only mentioned it casually, but I didn't want to remember it." β
Siqin smiled and said, "The words we promised have never been forgotten, and you will know when the time comes," he said and beckoned to her: "Open it and take a look, do you like it?" β
Chun Zao nodded, opened the lid of the blue satin moire box, and saw a pair of white jade wine cups lying inside, and said busily: "This is too precious, how can a slave be rewarded so heavily." β
Siqin smiled slightly: "You are cautious and proper, and you are the one who serves the little lord in close quarters, and you guard the little lord Rong for the long live lord, and the long live lord naturally looks at it." β
Chun Zao was shocked when he heard this, and saw that the smile on the corner of her lips was slightly deep, hiding a little unpredictable, so he only closed the lid of the box, and respectfully put it on the table and said: "It is my duty to take care of Xiao Master Rong, and now I dare not accept the reward of the Lord of Long Life." β
Siqin was stunned when she saw this, and the corners of her lips returned to a spring breeze-like smile for a while, and she only stuffed the box back into her hand and said: "Don't think too much, long live how much Lord Rong hurts us, reward you thicker, and also look forward to your ability to serve well in the future, without any side meaning." β
Early in the spring, Fang took it with trepidation.
Siqin saw that she was loyal, and nodded secretly, seeing that it was only two o'clock in the morning, and there was always half an hour to go, so Shang was about to ask Chun Zao to teach her to play the rope, so he heard the emperor's call from the bedroom.
She was wondering, but hurriedly pushed the door in, and saw that the curtain hanging on the bright light cover was uncovered, and the emperor put on a pair of soft-soled shoes and a ginger robe, and ordered: "Go and call Rong Jin." β
Siqin didn't dare to ask more, and hurriedly retreated to the warm pavilion, and greeted him with some urgency on his face in the early spring.
Siqin only said: "You help me listen to this, and I'll go to the back house." β
Seeing that she was in a hurry to go, she didn't ask why, and she didn't dare to go into the bedroom, her heart was uneasy, as if she was scratching her heart, and she saw Rong Jin and Siqin hurrying in in the middle of the night, and went to the bedroom again.
Chun Zao stuck to the door and only vaguely heard the emperor and Rong Jin say a few words, Rong Jin opened the cabinet and found a cloisonnΓ© enamel box, Siqin prepared a basin of warm water and a few neat square scarves to send in, and then both retreated in a moment.
Rong Jin covered the door and said, "You go and rest, I'll guard here." β
She is already thirty years old, and she is worshiping, Siqin is still brought out by her, so she just said yes and retreated.
Seeing her sitting calmly on the small pestle and closing her eyes to recuperate, Chun Zao only asked tentatively and softly: "I don't know if the little master is uncomfortable?" β
Rong Jin raised his eyes slightly, but he didn't seem very approachable, and only said for a while: "You are Rong Guiren's personal service, why don't you even know that the master is injured and can't serve, but fortunately, Long Live Lord is merciful and does not blame him." β
Chun Zaofang breathed a sigh of relief and said: "I was negligent, next time I will be careful on an errand and report to the respectful room in time." β
Rong Jin saw that since the emperor was not angry, he didn't ask, and when it was about three o'clock, he would welcome the master back to the palace, and it would not be too late to ask again, but she secretly said in her heart, if there is a next time, she must not let the master act with his temperament.
The room was extremely quiet, Rong Yue counted the sound of the pendulum in her heart, about seventeen or eighteen times, the wound was slightly cool, but her whole body was like a fire, and her hands were holding the mattress sheet under her body.
Under the yellow light of a flying crane tulle lamp on the side of the bed, everything in the bedroom seemed quiet, as if it was asleep.
In the middle of the night, she saw the emperor uncover the apricot yellow silk quilt from the side, cover her legs, get up and go to the copper basin to clean her hands.
Rong Yue was looked at by him, one was afraid of being disliked by him, and the other was afraid of being blamed by him, she was ashamed and ashamed, just afraid that it would be spread out tomorrow and make people laugh at her disrespect, so Fang opened her mouth and only called: "Your Majesty." "It's just a pear blossom crying on the bright yellow pillow in the rain.
The emperor remembered that she was too anxious during the day, but she didn't say a word and just took it, thinking of this slight pity, she only stroked the two tooth marks on the soft lip flap and said, "It's not good for me." β
Seeing this, Rong Yue stopped crying, and only said: "No, it's me who is not good, I should have sent someone to inform the worship room." β
"It's all right," the emperor coaxed gently: "It's just that the weather is hot this time, and I am worried about the invasion of evil poison for ordinary minor injuries, so that the heat and poison will accumulate. β
Rong Yue heard that not only did he not blame, but cared for and maintained, and his heart was moved, and he fell on his knees and cried: "I thought it would be good to raise it for two days." β
The emperor raised his hand to caress her shoulder and back to comfort her, only to feel that his hands were as warm as the top and warm, and this beautiful scene in the room, he endured it, but he wanted to say and stopped. (To be continued.) )