It was already very late at night - the emperor was still playing in the side hall. Someone approached, and the emperor was furious while criticizing the folding, "Who let you in?" Didn't I say that no one was allowed to come and disturb me? Xiao Anzi, don't you want to do this job as the head manager? ”

"Your Majesty, it's late at night, Qing'er is worried about the suffering of the emperor's case, so she sent white fungus porridge and tea without permission." Qing'er knelt in front of the hall, holding a tea tray in her hand, and there was tea and white fungus porridge on the plate.

As soon as the emperor heard that it was Qing'er, the angry dragon face was immediately gentle and calm. He immediately got up, stepped forward one by one, and gently helped Qing'er to get up. "It's late at night, Qing'er, why are you still restless? Do you have to go to the imperial dining room so hard to prepare evening tea for me? ”

"Your Majesty, why not. Being able to accompany the emperor like this, Qing'er already feels very satisfied, how can it be hard. Qing'er smiled.

"Come here!" The emperor helped Qing'er to walk to the couch. "Come here, sit with me for a while!"

Qing'er put the refreshments on the table and sat next to the emperor. The emperor took Qing'er's hand, his eyes full of love. Poking her head slightly, she looked at the refreshments on the table. "Let me see what you have in store for me? White fungus porridge. As he spoke, he squeezed Qing'er's hand. It's good to have you! ”

The two looked at each other. It's acquaintance! It's sympathy! A qiē is so beautiful, warm!

Qing'er smiled indifferently. "It's called coming and going!"

The emperor's warm deep eyes caressed Qing'er's face. What do you mean by that? Why don't I understand at all? ”

"Has the emperor forgotten?" Qing'er smiled lightly, with a gentle smile. "On that day in Chaxiangju, the emperor had cooked bird's nest porridge for Qing'er at night. As for me, I have been back and forth today. You and I don't owe each other anything! ”

"Really?" The emperor's eyes were full of love, revealing mutual understanding. "Why do you still refuse to confess that you love me? When will you be less arrogant and willing to put down your body and tell me that you are devoted to me? Why do you always use so many reasons to hide your affection? ”

"Your Majesty, I'm ......"

Before Qing'er could speak, the emperor's lips lightly covered Qing'er's lips. Momentary silence. The two looked at each other with deep affection. The emperor smiled gently: "Qing'er, what do you want to say, I already understand!" Qing'er, I really can't imagine what a terrible loneliness it would be if I didn't have you by my side! I know that there are many rights and wrongs in the harem. I promise you that I will never lose each other in this life! Even if I give everything I have, I will protect you for the rest of your life! Qing'er, would you like to be my concubine? Stay by my side day and night. ”

I don't know why. This should have been what Qing'er wanted and looked forward to all her life. At this time, for some reason, Qing'er was a little more hesitant. Is the life of the harem really what you want? However, as long as I can be by his side, why should I be afraid? Qing'er held the emperor's hand with both hands and looked at him. "Your Majesty, in this life, if Qing'er can meet the emperor, what else can you ask for."

The two looked at each other. The love is deep. Qing'er suddenly thought of white fungus porridge, and hurriedly held the white fungus porridge in her hand. "Your Majesty, the night is slightly cool. This white fungus porridge is only delicious when it is hot. ”

The emperor took the white fungus porridge in Qing'er's hand and tasted it slowly.

Watching the emperor drink porridge, Qing'er felt very warm. Isn't a woman's lifelong pursuit the person in front of her? The husband is a woman's day, when he is tired, the woman can personally bring him a white fungus porridge, watch him drink it slowly, know each other, cherish each other's two people gossip under the Zhu window, what is better than these.

Suddenly, a doubt lingered in Qing'er's mind. "Your Majesty, that day, Qing'er felt that the bird's nest porridge cooked by the emperor was very delicious. Qing'er understands how the emperor, who is the king of Guangling, can cook bird's nest porridge, but Qing'er only wants to know how many times the emperor cooked it before it was so delicious? ”

"Are you making fun of me?"

"How dare Qing'er? It's just a casual ask, since the emperor is ashamed to say it, then Qing'er doesn't ask! ”

"Little woman. Are you giving me another way to provoke you? To be honest, I don't know how many times I've cooked it. Anyway, it's just a boiled one, and it doesn't taste good, so I pour it out and cook it again until I think it's delicious......"

That night, they finally turned into branches, winged birds. In this world, there is nothing better than having a lover finally become married. Your Majesty, in this life, if Qing'er can meet you, what else can you ask for. I wish to win the hearts of one person, and the white heads are inseparable.

The next day, Qing'er got up early. The emperor woke up very late. When the emperor woke up, Qing'er served the emperor to wash and change clothes. When the emperor went to the early court, Qing'er returned to his other courtyard.

As soon as she stepped into the threshold of the gate of the other courtyard, from a distance, Qing'er saw two people in her room, Guo Jiayan was standing in the threshold, and Shen Zhongqing was sitting at the table. For some reason, the closer Qing'er got closer, the more depressing she felt. Guo Jiayan's flushed face and eyes full of anger made him want to tear Qing'er to pieces; Shen Zhongqing sat at the table indifferently, dressed in green clothes, so cold, but what was even colder was the kind of loneliness in his eyes that revealed boundless loneliness, which was heartbreaking, heart-wrenching, and an indescribable sense of loss.

Before Qing'er came, Guo Jiayan rushed out angrily, staring at Qing'er with resentful eyes. He stared at Qing'er angrily for a long time. Suddenly, his strong hand grabbed Qing'er's collar and almost lifted Qing'er up. Qing'er only felt that she was about to stop breathing, and her throat was pinched by him, and she couldn't breathe. Guo Jiayan glared at Qing'er angrily, his eyes were full of hatred, and he wanted to tear Qing'er to pieces. "You...... You...... You still have the face to come back......" At this time, Guo Jiayan seemed to feel his excesses, and felt that Qing'er was hurt, he easily opened Qing'er, but hatred rolled in his heart, tormenting him, he angrily knocked over the tea tray held by Qing'er to the ground, and left angrily.

The porcelain on the ground was shattered and messy, and Qing'er stood in place. I don't understand what I've done wrong after all. Don't understand what's wrong with you?

"Qing'er...... Qing'er ......"

Qing'er came back to her senses. Shen Zhongqing was standing in front of her. His lonely and sad eyes looked at Qing'er with concern. "Qing'er, don't stand outside for a long time, come into the house. Early in the morning, Kahiko and I came to your residence to visit you, probably after a long wait, Kahiko will be like this. Qing'er, don't take it to heart. You also know Jiayan's temper. You've been together for a long time, and you're the one who knows him best, aren't you? ”

Qing'er looked back at him. "Brother Shen, I didn't take it to heart. I know him. Looking at his cold deep eyes, Qing'er felt heartache. Brother Shen, sit inside for a while. ”

Walking into the living room, he looked at Qing'er, but Qing'er avoided his gaze. Qing'er was scared and heartbroken. He approached Qing'er step by step, but Qing'er retreated unconsciously. Suddenly, he grabbed Qing'er's hand. Qing'er broke free a few times, but she still couldn't. Shen Zhongqing took out something from his arms. Qing'er glanced at it casually. It is a jade bracelet! Isn't this the jade bracelet that the concubine carries with her? I once heard Shen Zhongqing say that this jade bracelet was a love object given to Princess Ashinaya by Shen Zhongqing's father Li Qin, and the concubine has always carried it for most of her life, and she has never been willing to take it off once. Why did Shen Zhongqing come here with this bracelet? What does he mean? Although Qing'er was puzzled, she also understood his intentions a little.

"Brother Shen, what's the matter?" Qing'er looked at him, but didn't dare to look into his eyes.

"Qing'er, I was just entrusted by someone to give this thing to you!" Shen Zhongqing said. "How dare I disobey my mother's will! Qing'er, this jade bracelet was given to you by my mother! ”

"No, I can't ......," Qing'er tried to excuse herself.

Qing'er wanted to pull out her hand, but she couldn't. Shen Zhongqing grabbed Qing'er's hand tightly, and before Qing'er had time to excuse himself, he put the jade bracelet on Qing'er's hand. Qing'er felt a pain in her hand, but she endured it after all. The jade bracelet is crystal clear and jade, and it shines with emerald green light on Qing'er's hand.

"It's just right!" Shen Zhongqing said. The deep eyes of boundless loneliness are strangely gentle. "Qing'er, since the things have been delivered, I have also completed the task. Desert Eagle still has some things for me to deal with, so I will take my leave! With that, he turned and left. The cold figure reveals boundless loneliness.

Qing'er stood there, looking at his departing figure. The jade bracelet is crystal clear and radiates an emerald green light. Concubine Niangniang, Brother Shen, Brother Guo, why do you treat Qing'er like this, your affection, how should I return Qing'er?