In the rain of silk flowers, she wore her favorite scarlet peach blossom dress in the wilderness, hundreds of acres of peach trees, just in time for the flowers, the soft breeze and drizzle kissed her face and arms.

Surrounded by colorful butterflies, the sky is full of large white clouds.

The person standing not far away stretched out a hand from afar, and the wrist of the royal blue horse's hooves was as warm as jade, and she looked along the arm.

He was wearing a flower robe with a collar on the right side, his facial features were like axes and knives, the lines were clear, the corners of his lips were slightly smiling like a warm spring breeze, and a pair of gentle eyes were as deep as a sea of stars.

She couldn't help but pull the corners of her lips and handed her hand over with peace of mind.

"Xuanye ......"

Siqin was ordered to wait outside the tent, and when he heard the sound of talking behind the heavy tent of the shark yarn, he thought that the people in the tent had woken up, and asked respectfully: "Is the little master awake?" ”

Rong Yue just woke up slowly, this sleep was very deep, opened his eyes and saw the dragon and phoenix embroidery on the top of the tent, and then remembered last night's charming, ashamed, couldn't help but bury his face in the brocade quilt, only asked: "What time is it?" ”

Siqin turned his head to look at the Western table clock on the cabinet next to the wall, and replied: "It's almost time, and the emperor must be about to go down." ”

Rong Yue showed a hint of disappointment on her face, and sighed: "I originally planned to prepare breakfast for the emperor." ”

Siqin covered his lips and chuckled, and said, "The emperor has instructed the imperial dining room to prepare dim sum and fine porridge, and it has been warming it on the stove." ”

Hearing this, Rong Yue's heart was filled with lightness, but her face became more and more embarrassed, and as soon as she sat up, the brocade was as smooth as a wave, sliding down the delicate body, only to feel that her skin was slightly cool, and she realized that a few silver buttons on the chest of her middle coat were open, and she couldn't help but pull up the brocade to cover it.

Siqin smiled and said: "The little master doesn't have to be shy, the emperor loves the little master, which is the blessing of the little master." Then he helped her to bathe in the ear room.

Rong Jin saw her leave, so she arrived at the bed, lifted the brocade quilt, and saw a touch of crimson on the bright yellow embroidered mattress.

She already knew in her heart, took a pair of silver scissors wrapped in red thread from the tray held by the palace maid serving behind her, brushed a few scissors to cut off the mattress, locked it firmly into the rosewood box, and carefully pasted the seal, before instructing the palace maid to change the bedding.

She personally held the box and locked it in the big cabinet, and made arrangements for the little master in the future.

By the time she was done, Rong Yue had washed and changed her clothes.

She glanced at Siqin, and Siqin came out with an excuse and whispered, "There are no wounds on the whole body." ”

Rong Jin was relieved, looked at the blue sky outside through the four open fans, and said, "There have been no aftershocks in the past few days, so presumably this disaster will also pass." ”

Siqin continued: "I heard that Qin Tianjian has chosen a good day and an auspicious day, and Long Live Lord will go to the Temple of Heaven to pray for this matter. Long live our Lord is the Son of Heaven, and the Son of Heaven sincerely prays that God can still not give face. ”

"I hope so." Rong Jin knew the cruelty of the catastrophe, and couldn't help but recite a word of Buddha as he spoke.

On the day of Gengxu, the emperor personally led the kings and civil and military officials to walk to the Temple of Heaven to pay respects, although the place where the royal car passed through had already been the capital Shuntianfu and the five cities of the soldiers and horses to cushion the road security, and the victims were all driven away, but the scene of the chaos still saw people's hearts heavy.

In less than three minutes, the emperor returned to the Baohe Palace, and the palace people standing at the door were busy kneeling and saluting, the emperor had always been friendly, raised his hand to call forgive, and asked Rong Jin: "What are you doing?" ”

Rong Jin understood and replied: "The little master writes under the south window." ”

The emperor walked into the warm pavilion, Rong Yueyuan sat with his back to her and wrote in front of the kang, wearing a light cherry blossom embroidered cheongsam, the waist was cut just right, and it looked even more graceful, and two pink White House flowers were pinned to the back of the bun, adding two touches of tenderness.

The emperor's heart was slightly depressed, and he was not in a hurry to step forward, but only watched from the side, and saw that she was carrying a jade tube dipped in ink, and the rustling was written on the Xuelang stationery, and a string of pink crystal peach blossom-style Yingluo around the bun was slightly drooping in front of her forehead.

But it was the spring who was standing aside and grinding ink that noticed it earlier, and bowed and bowed.

Seeing this, Rong Yue also got up and saluted.

The emperor greeted her, took her hand and sat down by the kang, and asked, "What is written?" ”

Rong Yue picked up the letter, handed it to the emperor and said, "It's a letter to the emperor's grandmother." ”

The emperor glanced at it hurriedly, smiled, and said, "You have a heart," and said, "You write this well." ”

Rong Yue covered his cheeks and said: "It's just a random writing, and I haven't been in the post much, at that time, I saw that Sister Fucha's words were good-looking, so I looked for it, who knew that the pen was wrong, and the words written out had no bones, or Eniang taught carefully for a long time, and I could barely get into the eyes." As he was talking, he saw that the eunuch who was still dressed in clothes brought his clothes, and got up to change his clothes for the emperor.

Although there have been few days and nights, when touching him intimately, Rong Yue still blushed slightly, changed his clothes, and lowered his head to tie him with a gold bead thread embroidered gold dragon satin girdle.

The emperor originally had no intention, but when he saw that her neck was slightly red, as if she was faintly pink by the light cherry satin on the neckline, he couldn't help but raise his hand to caress the thin silver silk tassel purple jade earrings on her earballs, and for a while he was interested, and stretched out his arms to hold the person in his arms.

Rong Yue was knocking on the golden dragon button on Shi Qinghang's dark flower regular clothes for him, not beware of being held in the crook of his arm, but he was a little startled, raised his arm to support his chest to prevent him from continuing to make trouble, and only asked softly: "How are you doing all the way?" ”

The Emperor's fingers ran down her ears and pressed them against her tender lips, motioning for her to remain silent.

Although Rong Yue was worried, she also pressed it in her heart, and only raised her arms around his waist and gently stroked his back.

The emperor couldn't help laughing, leaned over and picked him up, put him on the big kang near the window, and watched quietly for a moment.

Although he was as deep and steady as ever, Rong Yue faintly felt that he was not very happy, and couldn't help but gently put his hands on him and asked, "Is the emperor hungry?" I stewed rotten yam salvia and lily porridge and told people to simmer it on the stove. ”

The emperor smiled lightly: "Let's eat together in a while." ”

Rong Yue nodded, Siqin had already held a hot towel handle with a silver plate, Rong Yue took it and handed it to the emperor, the emperor wiped his face, and then took the small colorful lid cup of the kiln to taste it, the entrance was slightly sweet and silky, and he couldn't help frowning slightly and said: "Give me this again." ”

Rong Yue heard the slightest hint of complaint in his words, so she only knelt behind him to untie his braids and break them up, took a rhino horn comb and put it thinly, and said: "Ganoderma lucidum has a sweet and flat taste, which can benefit the heart qi, and can also nourish the lung qi, warm the lungs and dissolve phlegm, and also nourish qi and blood." Needless to say, honey is the best, peaceful and warm, moisturizing the spleen and stomach is the best, the emperor is walking to the Temple of Heaven today, he must be tired and thirsty, drinking this honey Ganoderma lucidum tea is always the right place. ”

Although the emperor didn't like sweets very much, it could be seen that she looked reasonable, but she still drank the tea in a big gulp and handed it back to the kang table.

Rong Yue's ten fingers were soft, and he gently pressed the acupoint on the top of his head for him, and the emperor simply lay down on her lap, closed his eyes, and thought about what was going on outside. (To be continued.) )