59. Chapter 59, Self-recommended pillow seat
Whether he was a pun or not, Qiwen couldn't be sure. She decided to tell him about Fang Kui the night before yesterday, and the next morning she encountered this change, and her thinking was a little chaotic again.
What exactly is that person trying to do? Just to flex off her muscles and give her a threat? What is the purpose of intimidating her? If she can't come to these conclusions, she doesn't dare to speak rashly. Now in front of her is a life-threatening matter, which must be treated with caution.
It's not that there is nothing that doesn't believe him. Judging from the attitude of the emperor that day, he already cherished her very much, but what caused Qiwen the most worrying thing now was his cherishment.
Even the slightest verbal mistreatment of Empress Taishang and King Tan almost made him lose his mind, Qiwen was really a little worried, if he told him the truth, who knew if he would overreact?
Perhaps, King Tan's move was just to provoke him, so that he could take advantage of the situation. If that's the case, she rashly said it, but it was the way of King Tan.
"I'm really fine, Senior Brother Qian also heard the Imperial Doctor say that I'm fine, isn't it? Maybe I'll get a good night's sleep tonight, and I'll be back on duty tomorrow. Qiwen drank half a bowl of medicine, still smiling and said to the emperor.
The emperor didn't say much, he was like this anytime and anywhere, and he didn't comment much when he encountered something, so it was impossible to figure out what he was thinking. If she doesn't say, don't expect him to ask more.
"Okay, I'll wait for you to come to the value." He got up and left.
Two palace maids were newly transferred to take care of Qin'er to take care of her, and after Qiwen only allowed them to help her wash briefly, she said that she wanted to rest alone, told them to leave, and told them that they didn't need to come over if they didn't call themselves. At this time, she needs to sort out her thoughts and don't want unfamiliar people to disturb her.
The cold winter wind whins and whines across the eaves, the sun rises and the moon sinks outside the window, and time slowly changes. Qiwen sat on the square bench in front of the window with her hair disheveled, and stared at the straight-edged window with thick hair and paperwork for several hours, but she didn't come up with a reason.
I must have been poisoned by the poisoned incense, she concluded.
If you don't want to complain to him about the god who divides him, can you deal with this situation independently and resist that person in your current identity, in this state, and independently?
She was called to Ciqing Palace that day was like a watershed, the previous days were all sunny, even if there was a hidden crisis, they were all hidden under the sweet and beautiful appearance, until after that incident, it seemed that the dream woke up, and the ghosts and ghosts all drilled out of the surface and poured into front of her, reminding her that her life trajectory was not a simple and beautiful love fairy tale.
What the hell is he trying to do! Qiwen couldn't concentrate on analysis, so she simply went to sleep in chaos all night, and when she waited until the morning of the second day, someone took the initiative to come to the door and offer her the answer to this question.
"What, come to see you, you're not happy?"
He broke into the door so informally, with his usual calm and elegant smile on his face, his hand was gently behind his back, he closed the door, slowly took two steps forward, took off the white fox fur by himself, and hung it on the truss by the wall, as if he had walked into his own room.
Qiwen really couldn't maintain her calm anymore, just now she heard the sound of a man's soap boots stomping on the ground outside, she thought it was the emperor who came to visit again, so she took the initiative to welcome the door and opened the door, but it was him who might as well enter the door. I thought that it didn't matter if I couldn't think of a countermeasure for the time being, at least I couldn't go wrong if I hid here for a few days, but before she could recover, he actually broke into the door.
According to his status as a vassal king, Yili can only enter the territory of Ciqing Palace from the Xihua Gate of Zhiyang Palace, and the rest of the harem is not allowed to set foot in any place, how could he break into here so arrogantly? What was going on out there that gave him so much guts?
It's duty time at this time, and there is no one around, and even if there are people, I'm afraid they have been sent away by him or stared at.
As King Tan stepped in step by step, Qiwen retreated step by step, and almost fell down when she touched the square stool behind her, and she was really frightened.
King Tan's eyes scanned the furnishings in the house lightly, and finally fell back to Qiwen's face, and the smile on the corner of his lips deepened: "Why are you scared like this?" Let me see, and when you are a thief, you have a weak heart, and there is something in your heart, for fear that I will know. â
Qiwen tried her best to calm down and said indifferently: "It seems that in the eyes of the prince, the person who was poisoned and murdered should not be afraid when he sees the person who harmed him." When did the victim become a thief? â
Sure enough, she is a tricky girl, and she still has the strength to deal with him in this situation, and the king of Tan has a slight appreciation in his eyes, and he did not answer, but slowly paced and said: "There was a dancing girl in my house, who was an Annan person, who danced very well, and a pair of jade feet were especially beautiful, so he was favored for a while. Later, she was once pampered and arrogant, and actually murdered another favorite of mine, blinding others, so I did not hesitate to dispose of her, except ...... She left her beautiful feet, frozen in ice, and still exist in the ice vault of the zĂ i palace. â
He stopped beside Qiwen, "You want to know why I treated you like this this time?" I just want you to see that I'm not as pitiful as I seem. I have a plan for you, but not for you, and you must not confuse the two. You should be kind to me. â
Qiwen's expression was depressed and indifferent, and she raised her eyes to look at him: "What does the prince mean, if I don't go your way, I will follow in the footsteps of that Annan dancing girl?" â
He shook his head slightly: "No, you are much smarter than her, and you are too useful." I'm going to deal with you, and I won't just because you're 'a little bit' out of my favor. As he spoke, he leaned over and approached her slightly, and his tone was as gentle as a love word, "Do you still want to see him again?" Believe it or not, if I have the heart to make you never see him again, it will be easy to do so? â
Qiwen's heart trembled, hearing what he meant, could she have seen through it?
"That's right, in fact, I have long seen that you have true feelings for him. You shouldn't have been hiding it from me for so long. King Tan's eyes were melting, his edge was hidden, and the smile on his lips was infinitely subtle, "If you still want to see him, think about how you passed my level today." â
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On this day, when the emperor returned to Longxi Pavilion, it was almost midnight, and when he went to Ciqing Palace, he was left by Empress Taishang for dinner, and when he came back, he considered whether to read the official documents for a while or go to sleep for a while and rest, and then get up early to read.
"Miss Qiwen is waiting for you in the apse." When Wang Zhi reported to him, his expression was a little strange.
The emperor changed into civilian clothes. The apse is the place where he rests, although it is only separated from the front hall by a dozen steps away from the hall, but the boundary is clear, Qiwen has never been there except for sprinkling and sweeping, what happened today?
He didn't say anything, and walked straight through the hall to the apse.
There were two chamberlains standing in the main hall, Wang Zhi followed and also stopped at the door of the Ming Hall, the emperor came in and didn't see Qiwen, and it was not good to ask them, so he turned around and went to the west.
The room was empty, and further inside was the Xinuan Pavilion where he slept.
On the red coral truss outside the Huanghuali maple fan hangs her white mink peacock brocade cloak, the light red glazed palace lamp is soft, the red sandalwood stepping bed in the warm pavilion is covered with bright yellow silk satin mattresses, and a stack of apricot yellow embroidered money python mattresses are stacked against the wall. She was wearing an emerald Shu brocade jacket and a stone blue jacquard cotton horse-faced skirt, leaning on the mattress with his pillow, and seemed to be asleep.
The emperor was stunned, and subconsciously looked back, fortunately, the rest of the people were far away, and there were two layers of curtains across them, even if he knew that she was inside, he didn't expect such a picture.
The candlelight is swaying, and the beauty is like jade. The red agate earrings hung down her pale cheeks, as if splashed with a little cinnabar.
The emperor was a little at a loss, but he also felt funny, what was going on? The illness was just a little better, so I ran to recommend a pillow mat?
Quietly sit down on the edge of the bed and take a closer look at her. The pink face is translucent, the lips are bright, the complexion looks good, and the illness seems to be cured. He reached over and gently picked up a strand of her hair and swept it across the wing of her nose.
She soon woke up, lazily opened her eyes to look at him, and said blankly, "You're finally back." â
The emperor smelled the faint aroma of wine, and asked with a smile in his eyes: "Do you still drink, use it to strengthen your courage?" "Didn't you say it yourself, can't you drink and have sex?
"It's just a medicinal wine used to diffuse and heal, and it was given by the master. I only drank a little, not drunk. Qiwen didn't get up to salute, adjusted her posture, grabbed the hand he wanted to retract, and covered her face.
"What's wrong with you?" The palm of his hand was soft and smooth, and the emperor's mood softened.
"It's nothing, after being sick, I feel that life is too short and I should be happy in time." She held his hand like a cat and rubbed it, and then looked at him sadly with eyes peeking out from between his fingers, "Why don't you want me for so long?" â
I can ask all these questions, and I still say that I am not drunk? Well, yes, the drunkards all say they are not drunk. The emperor raised the corners of his lips with a smile: "You know it." â
He didn't want it, not because he didn't want it, but because he cherished it too much.
Qiwen sighed heavily, showing her old spirit: "I'll tell you a sad story." Once upon a time, I had a money bag containing the money I had worked so hard to save, and when I went shopping, I saw something I liked, but I felt that it was so hard to save that I couldn't afford to buy it. As a result, when I went back, I found that the money bag was actually lost and stolen by thieves. So I regretted it, it was really better to be ruthless at that time, and bought that thing, so that I finally ended up with something I liked. This time, I can only regret it for the rest of my life. â
The emperor listened quietly, and the more he listened, the more he wanted to laugh, she was a daughter of the Hou Mansion, where did she get the money she had saved so hard, and where did she have the opportunity to go shopping? It seems that he is really not drunk, and he still has the brainpower to make up stories. Everyone else says that flowers can be broken and straight, but she has something new.
Sensing the strange touch on her hand, seeing that she closed her eyes, she hugged his hand tightly into her chest, the emperor's face was hot, and he carefully pulled his hand out, and teased: "Didn't you say that you can't look down on the maid who climbs the male master's bed the most?" â
Qiwen didn't have his hand to hold, so she grabbed a pillow to replace it: "That's different, it's completely different." If the male protagonist really loves this maid, it's nothing to climb the bed. When the two are happy, there is nothing to say about being cheap. â
The emperor pursed his lips and smiled, stood up and said, "You wait a while." â
"What are you going to do?" Qiwen looked up and asked, but saw that he didn't answer, and quickly stepped out of the corner, she had to lie back with her head down, and soon fell asleep again.
Who said this medicine and wine are not good? Qiwen secretly slandered, she actually didn't want to borrow wine to strengthen her courage at all. This is the time to stay awake. However, in fact, I had already guessed that he was not so easy to be attacked, alas......
My heart is full of sour sadness. Unconsciously, two tears slipped down and seeped into the silk satin pillow, soaking the gold silk auspicious cloud embroidery.
I don't know how long later, listening to the footsteps recently, Qiwen opened her eyes and saw that the emperor was only left with a plain soap edge in the middle single, with a head of ink-dyed hair, and still with warm moisture, came over and sat on the edge of the bed, removed his shoes, turned over and stepped over her to the bed, pulled the thin quilt over himself and her, and lay down.
"If you're sleepy, go to sleep." The scent of toothgrease wafted from his lips, and he closed his eyes, his hand over hers and no longer moving.
Qiwen blinked her eyes for a while, looked back, got up with her hand, got out of bed to light the glass cover oil lamp in front of the bed, and left the apricot yellow elastic ink curtain on the outside.
The emperor opened his eyes and saw that she had done all this, and when he saw her start to untie her clothes, he was stunned: "What are you doing?" â
Qiwen was stunned for a moment, then blushed and said, "I...... It's hot. â
ââŚâŚ Oh. "There is a wall in this warm pavilion that leads to the ground dragon, and it will not be cold if you only wear a single dress, but you only wear a single but ask her to cover the padded jacket, which is not very suitable. But...... Seeing her take off her dresses one by one in front of him, he couldn't handle it calmly, so he simply closed his eyes and didn't look at it, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart: Alas, she just doesn't give up, what is she anxious about?
Qiwen also felt very embarrassed, and went to the outside of the curtain halfway, before continuing to take off the thick coat and hang it on the truss, and came back to bed in a lotus-colored gauze middle coat, and lay down beside him.
The two lay face to face, the emperor touched the light and soft fabric of her sleeve, and looked at her exposed shoulders in the light of the ever-bright oil lamp, the white jade-like skin looming under the middle garment, and the placket revealed the edge of the white silk belly pocket embroidered with pomegranate flowers.
She really came prepared, and the emperor really didn't know how he should feel at the moment.
Seeing his eyes, Qiwen blushed and pulled up the thin quilt to her neck. She did come prepared, this kind of gauze lining is all hot day clothes, and there will be no such material in the clothes issued by the palace maids. It was the Emperor who gave her two pieces of clothing at the same time when he gave her those few clothes last time, and she took one of them to make it herself, so that it could be used for the occasion.
But when it came to sleeping together, he was still sitting still, and it was clear that without that kind of will, Qiwen would not be able to do anything further, and it was difficult to hide his disappointment in his heart - forget it, it was not in vain to show him. Who made him so Yanagishita.
What are you waiting for? Who knows if you can really wait so stupidly? What if it's really like the wallet you lost, and you can't regret it until the tide is gone? This trend is gone, and maybe it's not that far away......
A senior once said that it is one thing for a man to be willing to sleep with a woman, and it is another thing to be willing to cover a quilt with a woman and just chat. Qiwen used to be a wise saying, maybe she should see the good side. But what......
"Don't you think it's trying to cover it up?" She lay quietly for a while, and couldn't help but ask resentfully, "After spending the night like this, others will still think that we haven't done anything?" â
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"It doesn't matter what they think, but they want to be worthy of it." The emperor took her hand and rubbed it between his fingers, "When I can canonize you, it is to be worthy of you, worthy of my conscience, and not to be seen by anyone." â
Canonization, can you really wait? Qiwen was a little drunk again. She had never been so pessimistic as she was today, there was a reason for being pessimistic, and there was a reason for being optimistic, and she came to him tonight because she urgently needed a reason to put an end to the pessimism that was pressing her breathlessly.
"Don't you have something to say to me?" The emperor asked.
Qiwen sighed lightly: "I was going to tell you again tomorrow morning." â
The emperor raised the corners of his lips slightly: "Oh, tonight's business can't be done anyway, so it's better to say it early." â
This person, is it serious or not, Qiwen was a little confused by him, brewed a feeling, and asked quietly: "Do you believe it or not, I am the most credible person in this world?" â