Chapter 353: Thoughts
Leng Yexuan looked at Xia Nisheng and was stunned, a trace of embarrassment flashed on Xia Nishang's face, and she didn't know what to say.
The two of them hadn't been together like this for a long time, and for a moment they didn't know what to do, as if nothing was right.
Fortunately, Ran Tian only took a moment of effort and folded back with the little palace maid. Xia Nishang looked at the steaming tray in Ran Tian's hand, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Your Majesty, the food is ready, why don't we eat first." Xia Nishang's tone was very soft, as if she was afraid of disturbing Leng Yexuan's thoughts.
It's just that even with such a soft voice, Leng Yexuan was still slightly stunned before he raised his eyes.
I saw that there were already palace people standing behind him, led by Ran Tian, holding a big tray in his hand.
"Let's eat, I miss your craft, too." Leng Yexuan smiled slightly awkwardly, and then sat up straight and let those people put the dishes on the table.
Except for a few dishes made by Xia Nishang, the rest were made by the imperial chef. However, they all chose the favorite ingredients used in Cold Night Xuan Pingsuri, which was quite appetizing.
Leng Yexuan looked at the purple shredded chicken, honey and tofu, vegetarian cabbage, stir-fried jade, and a small cup of red bean acacia soup on the table. These are all things he usually likes, and of course, they are also Xia Nishang's specialties.
Leng Yexuan looked at those dishes, and couldn't help but feel ripples in his heart.
"The craftsmanship of the dance is really improving." Leng Yexuan put down his chopsticks and said softly.
Because of the rule of eating without saying a word, there is no sound except for the sound of chopsticks hitting the bowl during the whole meal.
After Leng Yexuan used it, he put down the dishes and chopsticks, and then he said slowly.
Xia Nishang looked at the food on the table, most of it had been used, although each dish was only a small part, but it was not a few after all.
"The emperor praised it falsely." Xia Nishang smiled and didn't answer his words. "Let Ran Tian put on an appetizing hawthorn juice, the emperor has used a lot, but I'm afraid it's not easy to digest."
Xia Nishang said, she didn't mean to go to see Leng Yexuan, and directly ordered Ran Tian, who was standing next to her, to bring the hawthorn juice that had been boiled a long time ago.
Leng Yexuan looked at Xia Nishang and did not speak.
Ran Tian quickly brought the hawthorn juice up. Although it is autumn now, there is still a faint heat in the air, so the hawthorn juice has been boiled a long time ago, and it has been boiled with ice, and a little rock sugar is put in it, and the taste is still good.
Leng Yexuan drank a cup before putting it down.
"I haven't used such a table of dishes for a long time." Leng Yexuan said, but a trace of loneliness flashed on his face.
Xia Nishang originally thought that he would continue to say something, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't make a sound again. Looking up, I saw Leng Yexuan staring at him with burning eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
"If the emperor likes it, the concubine will be returned to the emperor in the future." Xia Nishang paused, and many thoughts turned in countless circles in her mind, and this is what she said.
Leng Yexuan tried his best to please him, how Xia Nishang couldn't see it. Although she hadn't figured out some things yet, she didn't want to continue to be tense with Leng Yexuan.
Sure enough, Leng Yexuan heard her say such a thing, and a sincere smile appeared on her face.
After dinner, Leng Yexuan sat down for a while.
He didn't leave, Xia Nishang was a little anxious, she wasn't ready to continue to sleep.
After a long while, Leng Yexuan finally spoke.
"There's still something going on over there in Ruiyu Palace, I'll go back first, Wu'er, you should rest early." Leng Yexuan stood up and said softly.
Xia Nishang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and her originally tense nerves gradually relaxed.
"The emperor should also pay attention to his body, don't be too tired." Xia Nishang half-squatted on the ground and said softly.
Leng Yexuan didn't say anything, just looked at her deeply and walked away.
Xia Nishang waited until he left, and then slowly stood up, with a bitter smile on his face.
"The Queen?" Ran Tian stood aside, looking at her with some concern, but he didn't know what to say.
"It's okay, let's take the palace gate under the key." Xia Nishang shook her head and spoke. "Tomorrow, accompany Bengong to the cold palace, there are some things that Bengong wants to understand."
After Xia Nishang finished speaking, she turned around and went to the clean room in the back, ready to clean up and go to sleep.
Seeing this, Dye Tian had to follow quickly, serving Xia Nishang to freshen up and change clothes.
After Xia Nishang cleaned up, she lay on the bed, looking at the pale cyan curtains hanging down outside, silently in a daze.
She had been asleep for a long time this day, and she couldn't sleep for a while, just to think about what had happened in the past few days.
Yin Xi confessed to the law, and everything seemed to be quiet again. But Xia Nishang always felt that there was something else in the middle that she didn't say. At least, this matter is only related to Lu Feiyan.
Moreover, Lu Feiyan is also very strange. Obviously, Yunxi was not killed by her, but why did she never defend herself, as if everything was taken for granted.
Xia Nishang couldn't help but think of the time when she entered the cold palace that day, when she saw Lu Feiyan's eyes, she always felt that something was strange.
Now, Xia Nishang began to figure it out a little, Lu Feiyan seemed to have something to say to her, but she couldn't say it.
Xia Nishang's heart became more and more entangled, perhaps, until tomorrow, she went to the cold palace in person to know these things.
This night, Xia Nishang slept not very peacefully, but it was very stable, although the dream seemed to be chaotic, but there seemed to be a ray of light shining on her way.
The next day, Xia Nishang woke up early, first had a leisurely breakfast, and it was just the time for morning and dusk. The concubines in the palace have all arrived, and because of Yin Xi's incident, the rumors in the queen and the palace have become more and more.
After all, there are some things that Xia Nishang can't explain to them one by one, so she can only beat the people present, telling them to take care of their mouths and the people in the palace, so as not to cause any trouble.
Xia Nishang has been a little upset and irritable recently, so she doesn't want to see too many people, and she still has things in her heart, and she wants to go to the Palace of Tears as soon as possible. So, it was just a moment of effort, and those people were scattered.
Xia Nishang turned around and went back to the house, and deliberately changed into a light lotus lotus-colored brocade palace dress, embroidered with twiggled hibiscus. Then, accompanied by Ran Tian, he walked towards the cold palace.
Now that it's the third pole of the sun, Lu Feiyan has already woken up if he thinks about it. When Xia Nishang arrived at the Palace of Tears, Yun Lan was washing her clothes in the courtyard.
Xia Nishang stood at the door, looking at her original pair of white, tender and smooth soft wattles, which became a little rough, with a trace of bitterness in her heart.
"The Queen?" In the process of washing clothes, Yun Lan raised her head to wipe her sweat, and happened to see Xia Nishang standing at the door, and she was a little stunned for a while.
When she saw Xia Nishang's gaze fall on her hands, she looked down, and wiped her palms on the placket of her clothes with some shame, and then turned her back to the back.
Xia Nishang watched her series of actions, and her heart became more and more uncomfortable.
Yun Lan is the big palace maid by Lu Feiyan's side, and she has always been by her side. Although Lu Feiyan was not favored for a long time before, there was no need for the palace maid beside her to wash her clothes in person.
Looking at the scarred palm, I think I must have done a lot of rough work.
"Where's your master?" Xia Nishang tried to erase all the emotions in her mind before she spoke.
Lu Feiyan has now been demoted to a concubine, where is he qualified to be called a master. It's just that Xia Nishang is unwilling to belittle her, so she has such a title.
"Back to the queen's mother, the master has been unwell these days and is lying in the house." When Yun Lan heard Xia Nishang ask about Lu Feiyan, her face was full of anxiety and worry.
Xia Nishang looked at her eyes, and her heart was a little cold, Lu Feiyan's body was afraid that it was not very good, otherwise, Yun Lan would not be like this.
Xia Nishang thought about it, and walked towards the palace where Lu Feiyan was.
Xia Nishang had just crossed the threshold when she heard a series of coughing sounds, as if she was about to cough out her lungs.
She couldn't help but be stunned, when the **** came over a few times ago, Lu Feiyan was fine, how could it be just a few days of hard work, but it was seriously like this.
Thinking like this, Xia Nishang couldn't help but look at Yun Lan behind her.
I saw that her eyes were full of tears, and she swallowed the words that came to her mouth.
"Yun Lan, is that you?" Lu Feiyan, who was in the back room, heard the voice and thought it was Yun Lan who came in, so he asked.
Xia Nishang listened to her words, and she looked like she was about to cough four or five times, which was obviously not very good. There was a burst of distress in his heart, and he made a silent gesture towards Yun Lan.
Seeing that Yun Lan obediently closed her mouth, she slowly walked in.
"It's not Yun Lan, it's me." Xia Nishang walked in front of Lu Feiyan, stood beside her bed, and spoke.
It's just that when Xia Nisheng's eyes fell on Lu Feiyan's body, she almost fainted.
Lu Feiyan, who was still a little mellow, didn't know when he became what he is now. As if overnight, she became skinny, and her high raised cheekbones looked particularly terrifying on her palm-sized face.