Volume 1 The Tumult Chapter 43 Whether there is love or not
"Wait, I'll add some more brown sugar,......" Bang Yue grabbed Bang Hua's hand that was about to be stretched out and stopped, "Your Highness probably can't stand the spicy taste of this ginger, I have to find some brown sugar to add to it." β
"Okay, good, you really deserve to be His Highness's intimate little padded jacket." Bang Hua couldn't cry or laugh, withdrew his hand, and silently calculated in his heart.
"Hmph, that's." Bang Yue was not polite, found some brown sugar, smashed it and melted it into the steaming ginger soup, served it in a silver bowl, carefully placed it on the tray, and found a food box to pack.
"This is the one for Your Majesty, isn't it?" Pull the lid of the food box and carefully lift it.
"Yes, go early and come back early." Bang Yue took another silver bowl, "Let me send this bowl to His Highness." β
"Hmm......" Banghua served the food box steadily, and after thinking about it, he said, "If Your Highness asks about me, say that I am just going to the Internal Affairs Department on the way." β
"Oh, yes." Bang Yue didn't care, didn't ask more, and even said, "A few days ago, His Highness had a broken bracelet that was just taken to mend it, you remember to stop by to see how they repaired it." β
"Okay." Bang Hua responded, holding the food box in his hand, and slowly walked out of the door.
In the winter moon season, the autumn water city is frosty and cold, but there is rarely heavy snow, most of it is like today's light snow, although it is not cold and severe, but it is cold to the bone, and it is even more unbearable for the straight people.
Bang Hua shrunk his body, hugged the food box tightly, and walked quickly towards Qingyun Palace.
Qingyun Hall and Canglan Hall are not far away, and the food box in her arms is also her only source of calories.
"Is it Sister Banghua of Canglan Palace?" The guards on duty outside the Qingyun Hall looked at her with some surprise, "Her Royal Highness the Princess asked you to come?" β
"Your Highness sent me to bring some ginger soup to Your Majesty." Bang Hua opened the food box and checked it for him, and quickly closed it again, "Is Your Majesty in the palace now?" β
"Your Majesty hasn't gone out today." The guard hurriedly opened the door of the hall, "Let's go in." β
Bang Hua slowly exhaled a breath of white air, and after asking the little maid in the hall, he walked towards the study where Luo Xizheng was.
During the mourning period of the first emperor, Zhao Hou passed away, and the former princess in the Qingyun Palace also died of illness at this time. Therefore, there seems to be much more white silk hanging in this Qingyun Hall than in other places.
Bang Hua approached the study and greeted Yu An, who happened to come out of the study.
Yu'an was a little puzzled: "Why is Miss Banghua here?" β
"Chief Yu'an." Bang Hua nodded and said, "It's freezing cold, Your Highness sent me to bring a bowl of ginger soup to Your Majesty." β
"Your Highness the Princess?" Yu'an was a little surprised, and then smiled, "That's really a coincidence!" Your Majesty was still thinking about the princess just now, and asked me to go to the Internal Affairs Department to prepare some cold things for the princess and send them to the Canglan Palace! β
Bang Hua was stunned, the faintly bad feeling in his heart seemed to be confirmed, and he hurriedly suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and said with a reluctant smile: "Your Highness also thinks about Your Majesty all the time." β
"Banghua girl, go in quickly, I'm going to go to the Internal Affairs Department in a hurry - this snow, I'm afraid it won't stop for a while!" Yu'an bowed his hand slightly, opened the door for her and left in a hurry.
Bang Hua watched his back be blurred by the fine snow, and turned to enter the study.
She had just come from outside, and it was disrespectful for her to go to meet the superior with a body of wind and frost, so she temporarily handed the food box to the little maid standing by the door, and tidied up her clothes and appearance a little.
"Sister Banghua's clothes are exquisitely made, and they really look good." The little maid admired, a little envious, "Your Highness is so kind to you. β
"You will be the one who serves in the imperial front in the future, and you must be much better than me if you are a good errand." Bang Hua didn't care, and flicked the little maid's head, "Si Ling, how is Your Majesty feeling today?" β
"It's not business as usual." The little maid she called "Si Ling" stuck out her tongue and said with a smile, "But ah, Your Majesty is not as easy-going as Her Royal Highness the Princess, so you have to be careful." β
"Hmm." Bang Hua answered softly and said, "I was just ordered by His Highness to send a bowl of ginger soup." β
"Maybe there's a reward." Si Ling's eyes lit up a little, "Don't you know, every time I am on duty in the study, I often see that the chief manager of Yu'an is sent by His Majesty to do things - nine times out of ten, it is about Her Royal Highness the Princess." β
Bang Hua's eyelids jumped: "...... β
Bang Hua lowered his voice: "What's the matter?" β
"Probably to ask the Internal Affairs Department to send some things to keep out the cold and winter to the Canglan Palace, and go to the Imperial Medical Department to ask His Royal Highness's physical condition and medication......" Si Ling thought about it carefully, and secretly bit her ear, "And ah, when I was serving tea that day, I seemed to overhear that His Majesty was preparing an unusual gift as a gift for the princess." β
"Hmm." Bang Hua tried his best to restrain himself from thinking in that direction, and picked up the food box, "I'll go in first." β
"Okay." Si Ling hurriedly stood back in place.
Bang Hua entered the study of Qingyun Hall for the first time.
It's big, a lot of books, but I don't know if these books have been carefully read by their owners one by one. It was her first impression.
She walked to the innermost and saw Luo Xizheng burying his head in the bookcase, holding on to a wolf and drawing something.
Yes, painting.
If you write, you won't stay in a certain place on the paper for a long time.
Bang Hua stood still a little far away from him, holding the food box in both hands, and knelt down upright, "Bang Hua, the maid of the Canglan Palace, meet Your Majesty." β
"Banghua?" Luo Xizheng's hand that was painting paused, and he didn't look up, but said, "Get up." β
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Bang Hua got up, bowed his head and said, "The weather is very cold, and the princess specially sent a slave maid to send a bowl of ginger soup to Your Majesty." β
She handed the food box to the waiter on the side, who took out the silver bowl with the ginger soup and took the spoon.
Although it is a silver bowl, it is something that the emperor wants to eat, and it is still necessary to test the poison by the people who serve on the side according to the rules.
But Luo Xizheng stopped him: "You don't have to try." β
"Your Majesty?" The waiter was very puzzled, "It's better to wait for the slave to try it before entering ......"
"You don't have to try any poison." Luo Xizheng seemed to have finally finished the painting, raised his head, "Let's serve it directly." β
"Your Majesty......"
"If you say more, I'll go back to the Internal Affairs Department myself." Luo Xizheng glanced at him.
The little waiter did not dare to say more, and hurriedly respectfully held the silver bowl in front of him and put it on the table.
Bang Hua looked at it silently, and his heart was even more faintly aware of his whimsical thoughts...... Probably right.
Luo Xizheng casually put down the pen in his hand, directly picked up the bowl of ginger soup that was still steaming, and drank it all.
Banghua was shocked.
He really didn't even doubt the bowl of ginger soup...... If someone put some poison like Heding Red in it, wouldn't he already be bleeding and embarrassed?
Moreover, his expression did not look like he had drunk a bowl of spicy ginger soup at all, but like some kind of sweet honey.
"Your Majesty." Bang Hua calmed down and spoke tentatively, "The slave has the courage to ask, and I ask Your Majesty to retreat." β
"Huh?"
Luo Xizheng finally gave her a stingy look, as if it was because she was a little surprised to say such an unusual sentence, and it seemed to be because of her serious expression as if she was facing a great enemy at this time.
"Let's all get out." Luo Xizheng spoke slowly.
"This ...... Your Majesty ......" The little attendant Chang looked at Bang Hua with a solemn face, and then looked at Luo Xizheng, who was a little curious.
"Get out." Luo Xizheng looked at Bang Hua, "I don't like to say it a second time when I speak. β
"Yes...... It's ......" The little waiter often responded in a hurry, walked out in a panic, and almost fell to the ground.
This little attendant should be a newcomer to Qingyun Palace-he doesn't understand the habits and preferences of the masters, and he only remembers the set taught by the Internal Affairs Department in his heart, so it's no wonder that he was frightened by His Majesty's words. Bang Hua stared and thought secretly in his heart.
"Do you still have the mind to think about unrelated people?" Luo Xizheng seemed to have walked around to the table, and leaned back on the table behind him and looked at her, "What do you want to say?" β
His mind was right by him, and he really felt like he was completely seen through in front of His Highness.
Bang Hua raised his head, his eyes touched his meaningful eyes, and slowly knelt down.
Luo Xizheng looked at the beaded flowers on her head that trembled slightly because she knelt down.
"Your Majesty, do you ...... to Her Royal Highness the Princess? More than brother and sister love? Bang Hua looked at the floor tiles under his feet, the posture of the dragon going out to sea like a swimming dragon, how to look at it mighty - finally said the question that had plagued her for a long time in her heart, she sighed slowly, but she also suddenly felt that there was something unusual on Luo Xizheng's body.
"What do you mean?" Luo Xizheng seemed to laugh and asked her, "Do you think I'm using her?" β
Apparently he would have mistaken his words and mistaken them.
"That's not what slave means." After bowing deeply, Banghua asked, "What does slave mean...... Your Majesty, have you given birth to something to Her Royal Highness...... The love of men and women? β
The love of men and women.
She almost blushed and gritted her teeth before she could barely squeeze the words out of her mouth.
Then her words successfully shocked Luo Xizheng.
His hand, which had been propped up on the table behind him, slid down, and the whole person stumbled forward, and in a hurry, he could only stand still.
Is it the love between men and women?
He was a little stunned by Banghua's question.
He remembered the rainy night when his father was seriously ill and dying, and the unexpected and absurd kissβuntil he remembered it now, he still had a nostalgia for the warm and soft touch in his heart.
It seems to be a very simple thing to fall in love with her.
However, he didn't know where it started, only to be sure that it really existed.
And his reaction was stunned, but Bang Hua once again deepened the doubt in his heart.
"Your Majesty, you are the elder brother of Your Highness." Bang Hua looked at him and kowtowed again, "Last time, it was the slave who was reckless and saw you and Your Highness...... Hug together, but this ...... It's really a bit unreasonable for you and Your Highness to be like this. β
Luo Xizheng frowned.
"Your Majesty also knows, Your Highness...... I'm about to get married. β