As soon as she heard Cui Yi's voice, Xiaoqiu had something to say, but she was so frightened that she immediately shut up and stepped aside.

"What are you talking about?" Cui Yi didn't hear the words of their master and servant, and after entering the door, he handed the snuffbox in his hand to Du Zhongquan, and picked up the daughter who rushed over, "My little baby, did you get up on time today?" ”

Zhiying glanced at Xiaoqiu, who consciously stopped mentioning what had just happened, and turned his head to serve porridge in a crockpot.

Little Cui Hao has not been able to sleep well in the past six months, and after Cui Yi came back, he naturally gave the little prince a year off to take office in advance, so that he could make up for the laziness of the past half a year. So there were only three people to eat breakfast, and Xiao Cui Xian would not only eat with a bowl by herself, but also diligently pick up vegetables for her father and mother, and she was so well-behaved.

"How busy are these days?" Zhiying was asked casually while being dished by the father and daughter.

Cui Yili snorted and drank a bowl of porridge, took the handkerchief and wiped his mouth: "Not too busy, what?" ”

Zhiying said: "It's almost the Dragon Boat Festival, and the palace is going to hold a banquet according to the practice of previous years, ask what you mean." ”

Cui Yi looked at her strangely: "Since it is a convention, just follow it, you have an idea, you don't have to ask me everything." ”

Zhiying took the bowl of porridge and handed it to him: "The banquet is extravagant and wasteful, there have been continuous wars in Dachu over the years, and the treasury is tight. ”

Cui Yi nodded while eating: "It's okay, it's Xian'er's birthday soon after the Dragon Boat Festival, and it's not appropriate to hold banquets one after another, so let the imperial dining room make some zongzi, and when the lady enters the palace to meet on the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, you reward them." ”

Zhiying agreed, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Xian'er's birthday, or don't do it, children just love to play and make trouble, it doesn't matter if they have a birthday, they can save a long time." ”

Xiao Cui Xian raised her head when she heard this, and said in a delicate voice: "Xian'er is only her birthday, Xian'er wants to play with her father." ”

Zhiying has always been thrifty, Cui Yi knows, but when he heard even his daughter say this, he was both moved and blamed himself for a while, he couldn't let them live a carefree life, and he had to wronged them to cut down on food and clothing, and even the birthday banquet was cut once a year.

"You ...... In fact, you don't have to be so harsh on yourself, Xian'er is a princess, and her birthday should still be done, you don't need to invite too many people, call those people in the past, have a meal together, and be lively. ”

Zhiying smiled and shook her head: "It's not cruel, if you feel that you don't want to go, you will keep the account now, and the things that should be given to Xian'er in the past few years, when she marries in the future, add another 10% interest and put it into the dowry." ”

Cui Yi: "......"

Zhiying smiled and asked, "Not good?" ”

Cui Yi didn't know what expression to show: "It's not a question of good or bad, you ...... Alas, whatever you want, you weren't so poor as to be this far. ”

"It's always right to be poor, and it's always right to be thrifty," Zhiying said as she wiped her daughter's mouth, "Save a little now, maybe there will be a big thing that must be done at any time." ”

"What's the big deal?" Cui Yi asked curiously, and as soon as he finished asking, his face changed slightly, and he thought of something.

Zhi Yingwaner: "How do I know what is important, prepare early, so that I will not be in a hurry when the time comes." ”

Cui Yi glanced at her with a complicated expression, and her demeanor was as usual, not at all as if she knew anything. "Okay, just do as you say, there will be no banquet for the Dragon Boat Festival and Xian'er's birthday, and I will come over early on that day to accompany you and accompany Xian'er," Cui Yichang sighed, got up and prepared to go to the criticism, "The Northwest War has just ended, and many things will not be sorted out for a while, and the time to accompany you is too little, I'm sorry." ”

Zhiying smiled and stepped forward to tidy up his clothes for him: "As long as your heart is here and people are not there, what does it matter?" Go ahead, I'll tell the little kitchen to stew the pigeon meat, and I'll send it to you later, don't get too tired. ”

Cui Yi agreed, and took Du Zhenquan away, and Xiaoqiu came forward with his chest at this time, and said worriedly: "It's scared to death of the slave." Or the mother has the skill, everything is for the emperor's sake, how can the emperor still have the heart to like other women. ”

"This palace thinks more and thinks less for the emperor, and everyone who should come will come," Zhiying glanced at her and said seriously, "Xiaoqiu, you have to remember, don't try to lock up a man's heart, because you can't close it at all, instead of wasting that effort in vain and tossing your own heart tired, it's better to do what you have to do, if a man has a little conscience, he won't empathize with him." ”

Xiaoqiu nodded convincingly, but couldn't help asking, "What if you meet someone who has no conscience?" ”

Holding Ying raised her eyebrows, rolled her eyes and said, "That is, you were blind and followed the wrong person, what else can you do?" ”

borrowed Xiaoqiu's hundred guts, and she didn't dare to say that Cui Yi was unconscionable, so the master and servant were calm and not calm, and they all pretended not to know about the "persuasion of show girls" turmoil that was intensifying in the previous dynasty. Until one day in June, Cheng Fengyi entered the palace to ask for peace, bringing a belated bad news.

"The emperor promised to draft this autumn."

Zhiying was learning calligraphy, and when she heard the brush in her hand, she paused and continued to write.

Cheng Fengyi hated iron and said loudly: "Why are you still so calm? Didn't the emperor always insist on not being drafted in the past, how could it ...... Are you having an awkward relationship with the emperor? ”

"No, my sister is too careful." After writing a painting of "The Sun and the Moon Shine Together", Zhiying put the pen aside and bypassed the bookcase, "Sit down, Xiaoqiu, watch tea." ”

Cheng Fengyi laughed angrily: "At this time, are you still in the mood to drink tea?" ”

Zhiying smiled indifferently: "Otherwise? It's going to rain, the emperor is going to be drafted, I can't stop it without eating or drinking? How can I live alone in such a big harem, the emperor agrees that the ministers don't agree, the ministers agree, and the ancestors of the Cui family don't agree, it's not a happy thing, why don't I let myself live comfortably, save the newcomers from seeing me, and feel that I can't be too much, and they can make me angry and climb on my head. ”

Cheng Fengyi sighed: "I thought that the emperor could be dedicated to you, but who knew that it was not exempt from vulgarity." ”

Zhiying smiled and said nothing, beckoned her to sit down and drink tea and eat snacks, discussed sending some small clothes to the Wang family to lock her life or something, turned over the New Year's Jiaojiao and Xuan, and then she should marry Xu Cheng, and the wedding gift should also be prepared in advance, chattering a lot, only no longer mentioning the draft.

The news from Wansheng Palace is that the day of the draft is set for August 15 - the festival of reunion of ten thousand families, but there will be a large group of women to grab men with her, Zhiying only feels indescribably funny, now it is the beginning of June, Cui Yi has not spread this word to her, is it possible that she plans to choose without her?

It's not impossible, the emperor chooses a concubine, either the queen mother is there, or the queen is there, in short, there is nothing to do without her, the imperial concubine - and, maybe this time a queen is chosen?

Cui Yi didn't say anything, Zhiying pretended to be deaf and dumb, to see when he could hide it, but she could bear it, but Cheng Fengyi couldn't bear it, although she also knew that as an emperor, it was impossible to fall in love with a woman for the rest of her life.

Cheng Fengyi was upset for Holding Ying, and Yang Qiong was so tired that she was shocked when she looked at her face every day, and finally one day she couldn't help but ask Cui Yi: "Why didn't the emperor tell the truth?" In case the mother thinks about it and complains about the emperor, wouldn't the gains outweigh the losses? ”

"Can't tell her," Cui Yi immediately dismissed his words, "Gongqi, you are the one she brought back to the palace, her character, you should also know it very well, if she knew that we dug such a pit, she would definitely oppose it, but this time there is absolutely no room for mistakes, since you know that she will not agree, then don't let her know from the beginning." ”

Yang Qiong was silent for a moment, and asked desperately: "Actually, the emperor just can't screw Niangniang, right?" ”

Cui Yi even shamelessly admitted: "Yes." Then he said cheaply, "Our monarchs and ministers are sympathetic to each other, and we have relatives in our hearts." ”

Yang Qiong couldn't cry or laugh, and Cui Yi asked again: "Is there any latest news from Guo Mao?" When people come, you must keep an eye on it, but don't leak the rumors, this matter must be solved, otherwise there will be endless troubles. ”

"Yes, I understand."

Time flies quickly, in a blink of an eye, the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and the show girls from all over the country have also arrived in the capital one after another, Zhiying was still restless a few days ago, and the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, his heart was settled, what to do as usual, Cui Yi came to Yaohua Palace to have dinner with her after dealing with the government, and he didn't talk about the draft at all.

After the meal was eaten and the tea was drunk, seeing that the sky was darkening, Du Zhenquan came in and asked, "Your Majesty, are you resting in Yaohua Palace tonight?" ”

Cui Yi was peeling oranges for little Cui Xian to eat, and raised his head when he heard this: "When is it?" ”

Du Zhenquan replied: "It's already time to play the shift outside." ”

Cui Yi's eyebrows moved, and he handed the peeled orange to his daughter in his arms, and then raised his legs to stay: "It's time, it's time for me to go back." ”

Zhiying laughed for a while, he was the only one who drove him away, and this was the first time he wanted to leave by himself.

Thinking about it, he didn't say anything, but Xiao Cui Xian was reluctant to pull the hem of his clothes: "Father, don't go." ”

Cui Yi cleaned his hands, threw the cloth towel back into the plate, and touched his daughter's little head: "Xian'er, my father will come to accompany you again tomorrow night." - By the way, Zhiying, I forgot to tell you something. ”

"What?" Zhi Yingman thought that he was finally going to talk about the draft, but he heard Cui Yi say: "Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, you take Xian'er and Hao'er, go for a walk outside the palace, I remember that you used to love to eat Zhouji's hemp balls, as well as mung bean crisp, go buy some, and eat it at night when you enjoy the moon." ”

Xiaoqiu's mouth was fast, and he grabbed Bai and said: "Just tell people to do this little thing, why bother Niangniang to go there herself." ”

Zhiying smiled and agreed tepidly: "Okay." ”

Cui Yi looked at her seriously, and smiled very shallowly, as if he had seen everything, but he didn't talk about it.

Cui Yi suddenly felt a little sorry for her, so he stepped forward and took her hand: "Zhiying, I promise you that tonight, there will be every Mid-Autumn Festival, Chinese New Year's Eve, Lantern Festival, and Dragon Boat Festival in the future...... I will be with you, you have to believe in me. ”

Holding Yingwan'er, he nodded lightly: "Okay." ”

Cui Yi held her hand, kissed it, and then turned to leave.