"I'm so disgusted to see you! If you want to enjoy the scenery in the Imperial Garden, you will be spoiled! Hum! Let's go! Most of the princes were tired of scolding, and shouted a few more swear words, and then led his entourage away.

And the person he scolded never responded. After saluting the back of the prince with a single glance, he turned around and wanted to leave, but he faced Feng Yewu who walked out of the bamboo bushes.

Feng Yewu couldn't help but be stunned when he saw him, the man's face was handsome, his eyes were deep, and there was an unrestrained smile at the corner of his mouth, which was really a gentleman's unparalleled posture.

She was not wearing a phoenix robe, the other party naturally couldn't recognize herself, Feng Yewu's face was usually cold: "I've listened to it for a long time, he scolded you so badly, you have no temper?" Or are you worried about something? ”

The man was stunned for a moment, and smiled helplessly: "It's just that His Royal Highness the Prince of the World is rising at the moment, and the little slave naturally doesn't dare to hold a grudge in his heart." ”

Saying such low-profile self-deprecating words, the man's words and deeds are still full of a down-and-out and generous gentleman's atmosphere. If it weren't for Feng Yewu seeing the indifference and detachment between his eyebrows, he would really praise such a fairy figure.

is neither humble nor arrogant, but somewhat similar to his father's behavior. It's just that the father is mostly forbearing, and the person in front of him is ...... It seems to be more like inadvertently careless, indifferent.

Feng Yewu became interested: "I have never seen you in the palace." ”

The man bowed: "The little slave has just entered the palace, and he is just a slave serving His Majesty in the palace. ”

Feng Yewu was a little stunned: "...... Serving Your Majesty? What's your name? She was sure that there was no trace of this person in her memories of the previous five years.

The man glanced at Feng Yewu a little strangely, and Feng Yewu wanted to cover up and add a sentence: "I am the female official in the palace who is in charge of this, and I may have missed you." ”

He saluted again and said politely: "Disrespectful, please meet your lordship." The original name of the little slave was Lu Jue, and the slave name has not yet been taken. ”

Feng Yewu subconsciously spoke: "The original name is good, there is no need to change it." ”

Lu Jue's eyebrows furrowed imperceptibly, and he spoke: "Lord Xie praises it, but it's just a matter of ...... It will be up to His Majesty to decide in the future. ”

There was silence on both sides, and just as Lu Jue vaguely groped for the mystery of the conversation, Feng Yewu smiled rarely: "Your Majesty has already made a decision." ”

The peach blossoms are fluttering like snow, and among the scorching peach blossoms, the beauties are smiling, which is really soul-grabbing.

The beautiful scenery was in his eyes, Lu Jue was stunned for a moment, Feng Yewu only thought that he was shocked by knowing his true identity, and he actually had a childish pleasure in his heart that he had succeeded in prank.

"You are quite in line with Lonely's eyes, come to Weiyang Palace tomorrow to report, and be a lonely entourage." After Feng Yewu finished speaking, he brushed his sleeves away, not caring much about Lu Jue's reaction.

The cold moon also left, and the peach blossoms were scattered all over the place, leaving Lu Jue alone to stand in place.

After a long time, Lu Jue, who finally came back to his senses, raised his hand, suppressed the complicated thoughts in his heart, and saluted Feng Yewu's back respectfully: "Obey the order." ”

Within a few days, it was the Shangyuan Festival.

On the night of the New Year's Eve, it is customary to put up lanterns, and at night there will be a banquet and fun in the palace of appreciation, when everyone in the palace can enjoy the fun and celebrate with the palace.

Recalling that in the five years since he ascended the throne in his previous life, he had never had a day of fun, and even the grandest Chinese New Year's Eve dinner was only a perfunctory halfway through, and after the reward, he returned to the imperial study room and continued to deal with political affairs.

Knowing that she was irritable at the moment, the palace maids were afraid of annoying her, so they didn't dare to speak again.

Feng Yewu took a deep breath, and was about to open his eyes to continue reading, but suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Han Yue walked around the screen, and came back after a while to report cautiously: "Your Majesty, it's Lu Jue, the next slave." ”

After meeting Lu Jue a few days ago, Feng Yewu asked him to follow him and be on call.

Feng Yewu said casually: "Call him in." ”

Lu Jue followed behind Han Yue, and when he saw Feng Yewu, he smiled gently, bent down and saluted: "Your Majesty." ”

Feng Yewu said "um", noticing that he was still holding something in his hand, and before he could ask, Lu Jue approached and put the celadon bowl in his hand on the desk.

The heat in the bowl was thick, it was actually a bowl of white and fat floating yuanzi, the fragrance was wafting, Feng Yewu was a little surprised, and looked up at Lu Jue. I saw the handsome man smiling lightly and softly: "Today is the Shangyuan Festival, but Your Majesty has not been out of the study for a day, and the slave has the courage to make a bowl of rice balls for you, and I hope Your Majesty will not dislike it." ”

Feng Yewu stared at the good-looking rice balls, and the corners of her lips curled softly unconsciously: "It's hard for you to be so hearty, let's say, what reward do you want?" ”

Hearing the word "reward", Lu Jue's eyes darkened, and after a moment of silence, he spoke: "Slave...... I want Your Majesty to put aside the tedious political affairs in your hands for the time being, go to the night banquet to relax, and don't get tired. ”

Feng Yewu was stunned and looked up at Lu Jue, his eyes were clear and deep, as if they were full of unspeakable affection. A faint warm current slowly flowed into her heart, and Feng Yewu couldn't help laughing: "It's the first time I've heard of such a reward, and I'm right." ”

Joy Palace.

Feng Yewu was dressed in a nine-day phoenix dress, followed by Han Yue, Lu Jue and a group of attendants, and walked into the Joy Palace, which had already been lit up. The slaves and internal affairs officials in the palace knelt down and saluted, shouting "long live" in unison.