It's also rare that Qingluan will be interested, and he doesn't want to go back to the house, he just wants to appreciate the plum in the snow, and he must be able to calm down. Shui Qiao commanded his subordinates to carry the stove and the fox skin chaise longue out, and then surrounded Qingluan with a quilt without leaving any gaps, and then he was relieved.

Looking up, I only felt that the cream was red for a while, and the plum blossoms were like peach blossoms in March, but there was more sonorous beauty. She rarely had such a state of mind before, but now she has to force herself to appreciate everything in this world, so that she can cultivate a pampered temperament.

"Little master, speaking of which, this Lan nobleman is too arrogant." Shui Qiao fanned the light smoke in the fire with a pu fan, and suddenly turned around and said unfairly, "Concubine Zhao is a noble concubine, and her status is far above her, how dare she deceive her in such disregard of law and discipline." ”

Su E was waiting by the nobleman's side at this time, and when he heard the words, he raised his head to look at her, "Concubine Zhao is also a good person, otherwise which master will be changed?" You can't be too weak in this house, otherwise you will be slaughtered. ”

"Let others slaughter ......" Qingluan's eyes were confused, but he repeated it meaningfully, and a smile appeared above his face, "If you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, besides, how many people in this palace are willing to be bullied?" Look at it. ”

In the past few days, there seems to have been a big incident in the court, and every time the emperor needs to gather a group of ministers in the study, and they can not disperse until noon. State affairs are so mediocre, and the favor in the harem is suddenly much less, and Qingluan only has to serve here for three nights, but it is already a lot of grace.

She is being favored day by day, but her body is getting thinner and thinner. When he was diligent in front of the emperor, he could always inadvertently hear a lot of news from Yuchen - he went to the Liangjiang area to deal with the floods, and the fever did not subside on the way. Or every move in the far south, she can always hear it. The days suddenly became quiet, the spring flowers bloomed, and Qingluan leaned in the garden all day long to watch the flowers. Except for dealing with Concubine Xian and the queen every day, she almost forgot the past and the past. As soon as I turned around, it was already February.

In those days, she was summoned, and Gonggong Dong always had to remind the emperor that he was in a bad mood and must serve carefully. Fortunately, the Son of Heaven is not so moody, and he is also very gentle to himself. That day in the imperial study, she just boiled the sobering soup with her own hands and sent it to it, and the son of heaven, who had a cold face all day long, would be happy to raise his eyebrows and smile.

"I was always afraid that you wouldn't be able to accept me, but now I'm really happy."

Qingluan was stunned, only to feel that he didn't dare to face his amber eyes. Since then, he always feels that there are many people around him who are kind to him, and he may not take himself to heart. However, now that he looks at it, he can also distinguish between truth and falsehood in the palace, in fact, he has always seemed to be sitting on a group of concubines, but he is just alone.

"The concubines just did their best, and the ladies of other palaces sent delicacies every day, how could the emperor send this bowl of soup."

"You're different from them." Yu Hao held Qingluan in one hand and stared at her, "I believe that if you are willing to open your heart, you will definitely be good to me if you want nothing else." ”

Qingluan panicked in his heart and hurriedly retracted his hand. For some reason, she felt that she was doing evil. The person in front of him, although he is dressed in a dragon robe and intimidates the world, is a person who has lost his beloved after all, and he is too gullible to trust others. In the past, when I saw the forbearance and helplessness in his eyes, I would really feel sorry for him. However, seeing him trust himself so much now, for some reason, he was uneasy in his heart.

Just because Qingluan knows the way, for this love, she is afraid that she will not be able to repay it in this life and this life.

"The soup is almost cold, the concubine will serve the emperor to drink it first."

"You don't have to be so restrained in front of me. I'd rather be regarded as a husband by you, rather than a king......" His movements were still at the moment when Qingluan withdrew his hand, but he seemed to be unconscious, and his voice was soft.

Qingluan opened his mouth, and for a moment he almost wanted to blurt out his husband, but he couldn't. This husband is so struggling, so difficult. She couldn't give the person in front of her what he wanted, how could she bear to make him suffer again. What's more, at this moment, she only has the figure of Zichen in her mind. Maybe the two brothers were too similar, and if it weren't for the bitterness in the eyes of the saint, she could hardly tell the difference.

"Forget it. I don't want to force you. ”

"The Emperor's ......"

"It's the Queen Mother's birthday in a few days, and the floods in the two rivers have been a mess in the past few days." Seeing that Qingluan no longer spoke, he sat back on the dragon chair as if nothing happened, lit a book that had just been approved in red and sighed, "This spring came early, and such an incident occurred as soon as the ice and snow melted. The people have been impoverished by years of war, which makes it even more difficult for the people to make a living. ”

"It's a happy thing to pick up, but I don't want some people to be happy and some people are sad."

"In a few days, I will go to Shoulong Temple with the queen to pray for blessings, and I also hope that this time I can be happy on the birthday of the queen mother."

Qingluan saw that he had worked hard for days, and his cheeks had lost a lot of weight, thinking that he was still young, and he had repeatedly encountered accidents, first the internal and external wars, and then natural disasters, not to mention that today, there are still local forces that are ready to move. Although his personality is quite stubborn, he is still a generation of wise men. In just a few years, breaking the chain of the Queen Mother will definitely make a big difference.

"What are you thinking?"

Suddenly, he raised his eyes and saw that his gaze was soft, and Fang smiled: "The concubine is just thinking about how to organize a birthday banquet to make the Queen Mother's old family happy." ”

"Luan'er, there is actually a ...... between me and the Queen Mother"

"The emperor's filial piety is well known." The woman's eyelids drooped slightly, and Ying Ying bowed, "The emperor has worked hard these days, and the concubines won't bother much." Queen Shicai said that there was something to order, and the concubine took the first step. ”

The Son of Heaven stopped his pen and stared, but saw her bowing her head, humble and gentle. Sadness instantly brushed the man's cheeks, but he finally waved his hand and let her go.

The purple smoke of the incense burner in the hall rose, and the curling mist silently ate the lonely air. The wolf walks the dragon and snake, and every stroke outlines the new appearance of this world. He was engrossed in the recital, but he didn't know when a person knelt down at the bottom of the case, his posture was upright, and he didn't move.

The Son of Heaven nodded his ink, but did not look up. The voice was cold and not like a genius. "You see how."