Shen Zhan paused, but he didn't see Song Mier speak for a long time, he looked down and saw that Song Mier was snuggled in his arms, actually asleep. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The small mouth was slightly open, the two hands obediently curled up in front of his chest, against his chest, the forehead hair covered his eyes messily, only the tip of his nose and cherry red lips remained, Shen Zhan's breathing couldn't help but be a little heavier, and his lower abdomen was also a little tight, remembering that he and her were still running tirelessly a few days ago, and they were dependent on each other day and night, Shen Zhan felt that there was a warm current in his heart. He raised his head and stroked Song Mier's back, hugging her tighter.

His palm slowly slid down from Song Mier's back, and when he reached the vicinity of the tailbone, Song Mier seemed to feel something, muttered, and moved uneasily, Shen Zhan's eyes were darker, and he was about to make a move, but his body stiffened, remembering the booklet he had just seen. He sighed slightly, and he didn't know why he sighed, nor did he know what he was expecting or what he was afraid of. The gently stroked palm turned into a gentle pat on Song Mier's back, and Shen Zhan also closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep.

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When Song Mier woke up, the sky was already bright, Shen Zhan had already gone to court, and only Qinghe was waiting outside the curtain with a lack of snow and drunken bamboo.

"Master, are you awake?" Qinghe looked very happy, she held the washing utensils, her face was flushed because of the activity or the weather, and she looked at Song Mier in the curtain with a smile.

"Well," Song Mier stood up lazily, stroked his long satin-like hair with his hand, and reached out to cover his mouth and yawned before he said half-asleep, "What about Zhu Lu and Yulan?" ”

Song Mier asked this completely unconsciously, usually the closest to her were Zhu Lu and Yu Lan, also servants and friends, Song Mier has always avoided the death of Chukong and Zhu Lu's injury, but in this fog, she asked casually first, it was still the names of Zhu Lu and Yu Lan.

As for Chukong, Chukong's name has been buried deep in Song Mier's heart.

After calling out the names of Zhu Lu and Yu Lan, Song Mier was stunned, and then remembered that he seemed to have alienated them yesterday.

Just when Song Mi'er was stunned, he didn't notice Qinghe's slightly distorted cheeks when he heard Song Mi'er call Zhu Lu Yulan's name.

When Song Mier turned his head to look at Qinghe, Qinghe, who stepped into the curtain, raised a smiling face with some puzzled eyes, "Zhu Lu and Yulan?" Didn't they both call the outside of the temple to serve? Or did Qinghe misunderstand the meaning of the master? Qinghe raised his head a little uneasily and looked at Song Mi'er's expression, and said tentatively, "The two of them went to wait outside the hall early this morning, and they didn't mean to come over, or I will call them in?" ”

Behind them, the two of them glanced at each other, and the two of them shook their heads invisibly, and the drunken bamboo also buried their eyelids, and the two of them stood straight with hot water vessels, but they seemed to be wandering into the world, and they didn't hear clearly what the master and Qinghe were saying.

"No need." Song Mier waved his hand impatiently, a little angry, "If they want to stay outside, they can stay outside!" Change my clothes! ”

After freshening up, Song Mier ordered people to set up bamboo tables and chairs, brewed this year's tribute tea, and sat in the backyard to bask in the sun.

She was lying alone in the huge courtyard, retreating from everyone, and Qinghe stood far away under the cloister, staring at Song Mier's direction for a moment.

Before noon, it is early summer, the sun is warm and not spicy, the warm wind blows gently, accompanied by bursts of fragrant flowers, it is a good time of the year.

At this time last year, Song Mier was playing with Chukong, Zhu Lu, and Yulan. Zhu Lu stroked the qin, Yu Lan occasionally hummed a small tune, and there was a pair of gossips in the early sky, so comfortable. And now, Song Mier is the only one left in the huge courtyard, and the people who accompanied him at the beginning are no longer around.

The sun stretched Song Mier's shadow to grow old, and he looked more and more lonely.

Qinghe's fingernails picked at the red pillar of the corridor, I don't know what she was thinking, where her fingers passed, the red paint on the pillar had been cut to pieces, Qinghe was wandering, and suddenly a rush of footsteps came. Qinghe turned her head viciously and looked in the direction where the voice came from, and was about to reprimand who was so bold as to dare to disturb the master's rest, but she saw that the always steady Xue Xue looked a little flustered and anxious, she hurriedly lifted her skirt and ran over, completely ignoring her manners, her hair was twisted and flying on her smooth forehead, looking very messy.

She ran to Qinghe's face, supported her knees with her hands and gasped heavily, before she had time to slow down, she only gasped and said intermittently, "Quick, quick, outside the palace gate, go and tell the master, a group of concubines kneeling outside the palace gate, yes, yes・・・・・・" The snow couldn't say it for a long time, but Qinghe was very anxious, "Say what, you should say it quickly!" ”

"It is said that the master is invited to administer justice for them, so that Your Majesty ・・・・・・ let Your Majesty, and let the mother not dominate the sole favor!"

Xue Xue was a little embarrassed, and it took a long time before she said that, and as soon as the words fell, her face turned red with embarrassment.

"Presumptuous!" Qinghe was so angry, "They are too presumptuous!" Who do they think they are! Do you dare to question what the master and His Majesty are going to do?! Who gave them such courage to threaten their masters! It must be Liu Shuxing behind the scenes! This woman is always like that! ”

Qinghe's voice involuntarily raised, naturally alarming Song Mier, who was already asleep.

"Qinghe?"

Song Mier dragged a long satin skirt, the placket was half exposed, and slid down the bamboo chair towards the cloister. "Master!" Qinghe trotted to Song Mi'er in a panic, held her breath, and said cautiously, "Master, don't be cold," she stretched out her hand and gently tugged at Song Mi'er's clothes, her voice was very soft, as if she was afraid of alarming something.

"It's summer, and we'll be using ice in a few days, so where is it so fragile." Song Mier waved his hand and smiled absently, and took half a step back, as if he was a little uncomfortable with Qinghe's careful approach. "What did I hear you say, what is the matter?"

While rushing to wait for the lack of snow, seeing that Qinghe was not on topic, she couldn't help it for a long time, and as soon as Song Mier asked, she said with a red face.

She didn't say a word, Song Mier's face sank, and after the lack of snow finished speaking, Song Mier didn't say anything, turned around and walked outside.

When she was about to reach the outside of the palace gate, Zuizhu also hurriedly greeted her, she was holding a snow-red padded with Dongzhu piping and wide-sleeved coat, Song Mier put it on, so that she had a bit of a majestic appearance, instead of just wearing a snow-white satin regular clothes, she suddenly looked relaxed and wanton, without the appearance of a queen.

Song Mier dressed himself neatly by drunken bamboo and Qinghe before walking out of the palace gate.

The concubines kneeling neatly on the ground outside.

Song Mier looked at it, and most of the palace concubines in it, Song Mier felt that they were all concubines who were not qualified to settle the province in the morning and dusk, and did not accept favors. It's funny that they should tell themselves not to dominate grace.

"You are kneeling at the gate of this palace, so that everyone in this harem will look at it, are you coercing the queen mother?! You are so bold! ”

Dexiu, who had been presiding over the overall situation outside for a long time, saw Song Mier coming, raised his voice and asked.

"Who gave you the audacity to question the queen mother?!"

"The concubines don't dare!"

was asked by Dexiu like this, most of the concubines kneeling on the ground trembled, bowed down and replied in a low voice.

A concubine in pink clothes kowtowed, straightened up with red eyes, and added respectfully, her voice contained infinite grievances, "The concubines have a low status, and they never dare to threaten the queen mother, it's just that the mother and Your Majesty have been touring the south for March, and the concubines have been looking forward to March in the palace, and finally looking forward to Your Majesty returning to the palace, but the concubines will never be able to see the sky, and the concubines can't, so they have to turn to the queen for help!" ”

Her voice was delicate, with grievance and unwillingness, and as she spoke, tears rolled straight down like beads with broken threads, ticking on her pink and white skirt, and after a while, they were smeared.

"What's your name?" Song Mier didn't say anything, just stood at the gate of the palace, looking at the palace concubine coldly.

The pink-clothed palace concubine was stabbed by the coldness in Song Mier's words, and replied respectfully, "Queen Niang, concubine Fang Wei is a talented person of the ninth grade. ”

"Oh, no wonder this palace hasn't seen you in the morning province."

As soon as Song Mier's words came out, Fang Wei had a bad premonition in his heart. Sure enough, before she could say anything more, she heard the eunuch Dexiu beside the queen taunt in a weird way: "A talented person of the ninth grade dares to shout in front of our queen mother, how do you want to ask the queen mother to help you?" I don't have the ability to see the sky, and I'm embarrassed to say it. Miscellaneous people are shy for you! Isn't it true that you look like this, and you have to turn to the queen mother? ”

Dexiu walked in the palace for a long time, and became the chief eunuch of Xuande Palace, speaking and acting more and more decisively day by day, where to go, where is not to respectfully call "Dexiu Eunuch"? Don't say that others, even the middle-ranking concubines, should also give him three points of face. Where would he put a little nine-grade talent in his eyes? It's just that he was afraid that his master was in front of him, and this was another disaster for his master, so he only left a few points to speak, and only stabbed the talented person lightly and lightly, picking the key points. Rao is like this, and the talented person was also so ashamed that his face was flushed, and he was speechless for a long time.

There were also a few concubines around, who chuckled out loud with bad intentions.

The man's face turned even redder.

Song Mier seemed to be impatient with their group of people, and waited for the kneeling people to move quietly, and then said without being salty or indifferent, "No matter who the person behind you is in this palace, tell her that if you want to invite pets, it is useless to find this palace, Your Majesty has hands and feet, is it possible that this palace still has to manage where Your Majesty goes every day?" If you want to kneel, keep kneeling! ”

With that, he flicked his sleeves, turned around and walked inside.

"!" The talented man who was originally ashamed and indignant seemed to be a little sober, ignoring etiquette, and roared at Song Mier's back, "Niangniang is the queen, so naturally she can't understand the sorrow of a person like a concubine." Niangniang, you hold the power of life and death in the palace, and Your Majesty favors you, can you ignore the responsibility of the mother of a country and bear to watch us die in this deep palace? Niangniang is not afraid of the evaluation of you by future generations? Niangniang doesn't care, and she doesn't care about the evaluation of Your Majesty by future generations?! ”

Song Mier's body stiffened, but he still straightened his back and walked towards the palace.

Her face was expressionless, but her heart kept rolling over the last words of the talented man, if she hadn't grabbed the side of her skirt, Song Mier might not have been able to help but do something incredible!