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Chun Zao sent someone back, and when he saw Rong Yue taking a bite of the peach in the palm of his hand, he was stunned, and only persuaded: "Miss Hexuan is good at red needlework, and she is also cautious and meticulous in handling things, but she is a little arrogant, and she is also afraid that Xiaohong's hands will not be clean, so that the little master will lose face outside, so don't be too angry." ”

"She came out of the house with me, and she is loyal to me, which is extremely valuable, alas, ......" Rong Yue sighed lightly, asked her to sit down on the kang, and said: "It can be seen that no one is perfect, if I can't see it for a while, please watch it for me, don't call out something unbearable." ”

"The words of the little master, don't you torture the slave and maid, and serve the little master wholeheartedly, it is the duty of the slave."

She smiled slightly, remembered what had just happened, and asked, "Why didn't the little master listen to what Bu Guiren said?" ”

Rong Yue ate the peach that he had bitten into slowly, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "The matter of Wei Guiren was personally investigated by the emperor, what else can be wrong?" I heard that the concubine and the concubine also suffered a lesson from the imperial grandmother, if my guess is right, she must have caught the handle of the concubine, and thought that I and Concubine Tong were not on good terms, so she planned to come to offer the treasure and beg me to help bring down the concubine so that she could recapture the third princess...... It's just not too sooner or later, why don't you come ......today?"

She slowly swallowed a mouthful of tender peach flesh, and Fang and Chunzao glanced at each other.

Chun Zao sighed: "When you accompany the emperor to Jingyang Palace today, you must have let her see it." In the future, every word and deed of the little master, I am afraid that there will be people watching, and I must be more and more careful, and this drowsiness has also been changed. ”

"It's not necessary," Rong Yue took another bite of the peach, and a hint of cunning flashed in her clear eyes: "Let people know that I am stupid and mediocre, but I am relieved." ”

Thinking of what Bu Guiren said, a little pity appeared in her eyes: "Most of the Wei nobles deserve it, and they are not worthy of appeasement, but they just pity the eighth elder brother, and 'Yinxi' ......"

Seeing that the master ate a peach, cleaned his hands and rubbed his eyes and was about to fall asleep, Chun Zao hurriedly grabbed her and said: "The little master has been asleep for nearly two hours, can the slave accompany you to play backgammon to relieve boredom?" Why don't you go to Cining Palace to play with the eldest princess? ”

Rong Yue yawned and said, "Good sister, spare me to sleep for a while, I always feel like I can't get over the sleepiness." ”

"Then how can it be done, I shouldn't be able to sleep at night," Chun Zao said and helped Rong Yue to get up and persuaded him: "Little master, don't sleep." ”

As soon as the words fell, I heard a shrill cry outside: "Don't sleep, don't sleep, don't sleep, don't sleep." ”

Rong Yue was curious, and opened the curtain early in the spring, but it was Zhou Ji who was carrying a gold-plated birdcage, and a pink-feathered parrot stood on the thin pole, and shouted to himself, "Don't sleep, little master." ”

Rong Yue said angrily: "Where did you get the mean thing, tell me to pluck your hair carefully." ”

Not to be outdone, the little parrot repeated: "Pluck your feathers, pluck your feathers." ”

Ning Lan, who was upset this time, couldn't help but laugh.

Rong Yue was ashamed and annoyed, and patted the case: "If you learn again, I will stew you and eat it." ”

The pink-feathered parrot now knew something powerful, and only ate pumpkin seeds from the copper bowl on the cage rack, and no longer squeaked.

Zhou Ji then said: "The slave gave the things to Li Chenda, and the long-lived lord just happened to meet the officials who went to Beijing to report on his work, and I don't know which adult honored this pink-feathered parrot, and the long-lived lord did not have an air-conditioned teaching, so he asked the slave to bring it back to the master." ”

Rong Yue's expression eased a little.

Zhou Ji said again: "Don't underestimate it, the little master, it can recite poems." As he spoke, he took out a sunflower seed and gave it to it, and the parrot used it, and said, "The clouds want to dress and the flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon." If it weren't for the jade mountain, it would meet Yaotai under the moon...... Famous flowers love the country, and the king often looks at it with a smile...... Explain the infinite hatred of the spring breeze, and the agarwood pavilion is leaning on the north of the ......"

Everyone looked at it interestingly, but Rong Yue knew that this was Li Bai's poem written by Yang Guifei, I don't know if the emperor hinted at anything, so he was a little confused for a while, and only sat on the big kang with his cheeks in contemplation.

The sleeves of the splendid hem slipped to the elbows, revealing a pair of jade lotus bracelets on the white lotus arms, with a hint of cool emerald obediently wrapped around the skin, and only heard Ding Ling's sound for a long time, but Rong Yue stood up with the kang table, and the pair of bracelets slid in one place to make a sound.

"Let's get busy, don't delay things for the sake of a bird." Rong Yue said idly, took the newly drawn patterns and embroidered them, Yang Guifei had no virtue, so she tried to be a virtuous person.

If he passed the afternoon, the eunuch on duty in the worship room came to inform him at dinnertime, and the emperor turned over the sign of Yongshou Palace and asked Rong Yue to prepare.

The emperor's mood improved, and the people in front of the emperor all breathed a sigh of relief, Siqin naturally knew what was going on, and served more diligently, washed the 'red light' cherries on Shandong Xingong, took the crystal plate, and entered the warm pavilion, and said to Rong Yue Yingying: "This cherry has not been distributed to the palace masters, and the emperor asked the little master to taste it first." ”

Rong Yue saw that the cherry fruits in the crystal plate were crystal clear, ruddy and shining, but she loved it, and she put one in her mouth, which was even more sweet and fragrant.

The emperor is busy with government affairs today, and he is in the middle of engineering, and he is the minister of the guard, and he is collecting taxes, and he is pension, if he arrives at Hai, the emperor let go of the Hanlin bachelor who is studying as a counselor and goes back to the straight room to rest, and slightly sorts out a few important matters today, and then returns to Xinuan Pavilion.

Seeing that Rong Yue was dressed in red yarn, with black hair hanging down his shoulders, supporting his hands with his bare hands, idly dialing the Chengni Fengzi concave inkstone on the table, he just raised his head and smiled when he heard the movement.

The emperor smiled slightly: "I've been busy for a while, so I've told you to wait for a long time." ”

Rong Yue changed his bedclothes for him, listening to his words doting and gentle, and the expression between his eyebrows became more delicate and supple.

The emperor changed his clothes and asked her with a smile: "Is that little beast so stubborn?" ”

Rong Yue smiled and nodded, remembering what she had thought about in the afternoon, and decided to give it a try first, so she took a deep breath and said, "The concubine went to Sister Hui in the morning and saw the eighth elder brother." ”

A smile faded on the corner of the emperor's lips, noncommittal.

Rong Yue raised his eyes and saw that his warm tea-like eyes were gloomy, as if people couldn't see through them, and said: "The emperor and the eighth elder brother are estranged from their father and son, and the concubines are always uneasy in their hearts. Even if Wei Guiren did something wrong, it always has nothing to do with the eighth elder brother, everyone in this harem is full of money, although there is the queen mother's bullet pressure, but there are still gossips coming out, Yue'er thought, you and the eighth elder brother are father and son, sooner or later they will meet in the future, if there is a knot between father and son, it is not good. ”

The emperor tilted his head slightly, picked up the inkstone on the table and looked at the inscription on the back, and seemed to sigh lightly for a while.

Rong Yue saw that the emperor was so salty, he just thought that he still cared about Wei Liangying's betrayal of him, and it was normal to think that this was true, so he persuaded again: "The prime minister can support the boat in his belly, and besides, the emperor is the Ninth Five-Year Honor, and he is also an Amma, so let me tolerate the eighth elder brother more." ”

This is reasonable, after all, the eighth elder brother is his own child, no matter how much the emperor resents the Wei family, he always has to take care of his son, but he has not been angry and has not taken care of this layer, this time the son listened to her words are still sincere, and his face is slightly moved. (To be continued.) )