"The queen stays!" The Emperor's voice rang out behind her.

Yingyun turned around helplessly, barely squeezed a smile, and asked, "The emperor still has something to do?" ”

The emperor and Fu Heng walked up to her from the Peony Pavilion one after the other, staring at the hem of her dirty clothes, and sighed silently.

There is a difference between monarchs and ministers, although Fu Heng is the younger brother of the first queen, but when he saw her, he still had to salute and said, "Fu Heng pays a visit to the queen." ”

"Excuse me, excuse me, Lord Fucha, you are too polite." Ying Yun politely helped him, looked down at his appearance by the way, and said with a smile: "I have heard the name of Lord Fucha for a long time, and when I saw it today, I really showed a talent, and I was very talented." ”

Foreign ministers of the Qing Dynasty generally did not come into contact with the concubines, let alone get in close contact with them as they do now. Therefore, for Yingyun's praise, Fu Heng seemed a little cramped.

The battle-hardened iron bones were a little shy in front of Yingyun, and bowed her head and said: "The queen is a false praise, and she is ashamed." ”

The emperor's face suddenly became gloomy, and he looked strange.

Fu Heng was caught between the emperor and the queen, and his identity at the moment was extremely embarrassing, and he waved at the emperor and said, "The minister retired first." ”

The emperor nodded slightly and said, "Go down." ”

Ying Yun watched Fu Heng go away, but in such a hurry, she was really a little sorry, and couldn't help but sigh.

The emperor glared at her and said, "Everyone has gone away, do you still see?" ”

Yingyun bit her lip and did not comment.

The emperor sneered: "Does the queen think Fu Heng is a talent? Instrument Yu Xuanang? ”

"Huh?" Ying Yun turned her eyes to look at him and said, "Don't you think the emperor thinks so?" ”

"Humph!" The Emperor began to snort again.

Ying Yun still said fearlessly: "Your Majesty, I heard that when the Fucha Lord was elected for Fujin, the famous ladies in the capital flocked to it, and the famous posts were sent to the Fucha Mansion every day, and the scene was not much worse than the emperor's draft." ”

Ying Yun said as she spoke, her eyebrows fluttered, and she said: "It's no wonder, Lord Fucha is of noble birth, and he is your brother-in-law of the emperor, Qianlong was just a Lan Ling guard for five years, and two years later he was the Minister of Internal Affairs, and Qianlong immediately entered the military aircraft department in ten years." This promotion speed is beyond the reach of others. ”

The emperor said in a strange manner: "The queen is like a treasure to Fu Heng's career, today, the queen came to see him?" ”

Yingyun looked at him with a hippie smile and said, "Ah, the emperor, you shouldn't be jealous, right?!" The concubine didn't mean that to Lord Fucha, everyone was famous, if it was in the early years, when the man was unmarried and the woman was not married, he could still consider it. ”

The emperor asked rhetorically, "Can you consider it?" ”

Ying Yun smiled and changed the topic: "Your Majesty, you are talking nonsense with your concubines, and the concubines said that they are here to pick peaches today." ”

Emperor Ling Ling smiled and said, "Come in over the wall to pick peaches? ”

"Uh......"

How did he know she was over the wall?

Yingyun looked down at her clothes and shoes, which were stained with a large patch of mud, and rubbed the upper of her shoes embarrassedly.

The emperor suddenly hugged her, and Yingyun only felt that the world was spinning, and she was hugged by him in the blink of an eye.

Ying Yun pushed him and said, "You...... What are you doing? ”

"There are some things that I want to make clear to the queen in private." The emperor carried her through the peach forest.

Ying Yun saw him smiling mysteriously, and said on his feet: "Where is the emperor taking his concubines?" Peach...... I haven't picked it yet......"

"I'll send you a basket tomorrow."

“……”。

This...... Is this another sheep in the mouth of a tiger?