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Before she could protest, Liu Che turned sideways and looked at her with bright eyes and said, "Don't be lazy and pretend to be stupid after you go back, there are too many people in this palace to guess what I mean to meet my own interests, I really need someone who can talk intimately." ”

Although she has long had a tendency to discuss politics, her original intention was for Liu Che, not for anything else. But when she knew that Liu Che wanted her to participate in her world, she still felt warm in her heart.

Especially in private, he calls himself me, not me. People always unconsciously reveal their true emotions in the subtleties, and Liu Che has always trusted her.

She nodded in response and leaned into his arms. He said, "Let's sleep again, it's hard to get out of it." Why don't we just have fun for two days and then concentrate on these things when we get back? ”

Liu Che smiled and said yes, hugged her and slowly closed his eyes.

The two of them fell asleep together in the warm autumn afternoon.

When I woke up again, the sky was dark, the slanting sun shone in shallowly, and the whole hall was gilded with hazy and dreamy light and shadow. The light veil in the hall is wafting, and the green smoke curls up in the incense burner, and the room is quiet.

Liu Che stretched comfortably, he hadn't slept once in many years, and this sleep went straight to dinner.

He got up and poured a glass of water to moisten his throat, and then took another glass of warm water and handed it to Gillian.

The begonia and the wooden pen waiting in the outer hall listened to the movement as if the emperor had woken up, so he asked softly: "Your Majesty?" Empress? The servants come in and serve? ”

Watching Gillian finish drinking the water, Liu Che hummed.

After the begonias came in and waited for Gillian to wash her hands and clean her face, Liu Che looked at Chuntuo and asked if Chang'an had sent a concerto?

Even though Chun Tuo said that he had sent some in the afternoon, he turned around and prepared to order Xiao Huangmen to move up.

Liu Che waved his hand and said, "If there is nothing important, just put it there first." I'll talk about it tomorrow afternoon, let's set the table. ”

Your Majesty has always been impatient, and everything has to be done immediately. Especially in the government, even if it is a matter of inconsequentiality, it will not be delayed for a moment.

Chun Tuo secretly wondered in his heart, but respectfully retreated and ordered the meal.

After serving the emperor and queen for a few meals, the cook of Tangquan Palace felt the pulse and knew that the queen liked game, and His Majesty was the temperament of whatever the queen liked. So the dinner is the game near the palace, roasted veal, mullet, hump roast, roasted venison, angelica lotus seed black chicken soup, lamb belly stewed radish, bamboo pigeon soup, gastrodia Chuanxiong angelica fish head soup, all of which are fresh and tender. Accompanied by wild rice, soup cakes, steamed cakes and hu cakes, it makes people's appetite move.

Gillian accidentally ate too much, and after eating, she took Liu Che to walk in the palace for half an hour before returning to the palace to wash and sleep.

Sleeping in the lukewarm weather, and then thinking that it was still in the palace where there were only her and Liu Che, Gillian felt comfortable. Wrapped in a quilt and rolling around on the bed, he pestered Liu Che to tell her the Classic of Mountains and Seas, and kept talking about his past and never forgetting to talk about it.

Liu Che responded as soon as he asked, but it was a little funny. I've seen the story of my own ripeness, and I don't know why I like it so much?

His deep and mellow voice sounded in the hall, "The head of the Nanshan Sutra is called Magpie Mountain." Its head is called the mountain of swagger, facing the West Sea. More gui and more gold and jade. There is grass, its shape is like a leek and Qinghua, its name is called Zhu Yu, and the food is not hungry. There is wood, its shape is like a tree and black reason, and its flowers are shining. Its name is called Misty, and it is not fascinated. There is a beast, its shape is like Yu and white ears, the pedestrians walk, its name is called the Fox, the good food goes......"

In the cold and silent autumn night, his voice warmly penetrated Gillian's heart.

She lay down on her back and listened intently to him say that she had read many times but still liked the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

As the night wore on, the sound faded away.

They fell asleep while talking, and the lights in the temple were still beeping and burning.

Chuntuo outside the hall looked at Haitang, and decided to leave it at that, don't go in and blow out the lamp to wake up the emperor and queen, and go to arrange for someone to keep vigil and then go to rest.

Although it was said that he would play happily for two days, Liu Che still got up in the early morning of the next day, and went to the courtyard to sweat for half an hour before returning to the side hall to wash. While Gillian hadn't woken up yet, he asked Chuntuo to bring the piece that he was expected to watch in the afternoon.

By the time Gillian woke up at four o'clock, Liu Che had already finished the approval in one go.

After breakfast, the two of them went fishing in the pond of the palace. The water is very clear, the fish are fat and big, and they are a little silly, always biting the hook.

The fish soup for lunch was the fish caught by the emperor herself, which made Gillian feel a special sense of accomplishment, not to mention, but also felt that this fish was also exceptionally fresh, so she drank a bowl of fish soup with Liu Che.

After a half-hour nap, the two got up and walked around the valley near the palace. Gillian picked a lot of flowers that couldn't be named, and told her to take them back and ask Xue Wu to find a bottle and insert it.

In the evening, when the two of them were drinking tea and reading books in the hall, as long as they saw this vase of flowers, Gillian felt full of vitality, especially the taste of autumn.

For the next three days, Gillian hadn't woken up yet, and Liu Che called the sent piece back after reviewing it. When she got up, the two of them played together for another day.

Such a leisurely day always passed very quickly, and on the morning of going back, Gillian was depressed and reluctant to get up. But I still have to get up.

She struggled for a moment, but finally obediently got up and washed up and went out for breakfast.

Liu Che saw her pitiful appearance, and immediately promised to come back when it was cold in winter.

Gillian's eyes lit up and she asked him if he was really okay?

Liu Che thought about it, and he couldn't do anything this winter, so he definitely replied to her that it was true.

When Gillian knew on the way back that Liu Che had finished approving all the pieces she had accumulated in the past few days, she would be able to accompany her when she went back today. The melancholy that looked at the Tangquan Palace was slowly blurred, and he hugged him and said all the way.

It was already afternoon in the greenhouse hall, and after the chariot, the snow dance, the wooden pen, and the bauhinia went to put things away. Begonia and Magnolia served the emperor and queen to wash their hands and clean their faces and have lunch, and the Shaofu pinched the time to send it, and it was hot in the side hall.

It's rare that the palace can still steal half a day of leisure, and after lunch, Gillian pestered Liu Che to take a nap.

Liu Che is a person who is particularly strict with himself, just by standing up from time to time for decades, you can know that he is very principled.

But when it came to Gillian, he always couldn't stand her coquettishness and became unprincipled.

Besides, I had taken a nap for several days before, and it seemed a bit hypocritical to insist.

Liu Che thought so, and went to bed without Gillian's persuasion. Smoothly called Gillian a little unresponsive, she lay down next to him, a little worried thinking about how he would get up early every day and go to bed for a long time?

In his previous life, he lived to be seventy years old, although it is rare to be a man in his seventies, but the emperor has the best medical conditions and can not survive some old farmers in the countryside, it is a waste of resources, and it is a waste of him to get up early every day to exercise.

Gillian has thought many times that if he could live a few more years in his previous life, maybe history would be much different.

Before his death, he had infinite remorse for the decline of the Han family caused by the war, but he was suffering from the fact that God did not give him a chance to remedy it.

Even though a generation has a generational mission, he has fulfilled his mission.

But Gillian knows that he still has regrets.

In this life, Gillian just doesn't want him to have any more regrets, at least don't leave regrets because of time constraints. She wants to check and fill in the gaps for him, so as not to let the Han family go back to the previous path, and she has to take care of his body.

Well, eating well and sleeping well will save a large part of it.

Gillian fell asleep next to him confidently.

(To be continued.) )