"Go back, thank you."

Wan Changyi thanked the guards, and then looked at Qingzhu again, "Let's hold it together." ”

The guard hesitated a little and looked at Desheng in embarrassment.

Desheng motioned for the guards to come back with his eyes, and then respectfully saluted Wan Changyi, "Wan Changyi, the emperor's words have been brought to the old slave, how do you decide that the old slave will no longer persuade you, you make your own decision, and the old slave retreated." ”

After that, he entered the Zhengqian Palace and replaced the palace gate.

Wan Changyi exhaled deeply, and tears finally flowed.

The emperor is still thinking about the love with her for many years, but what she wants is never just such a little affection.

The rain mixed with tears blurred his vision, Wan Changyi wiped his cheeks with his hands casually, and kowtowed deeply to the gate of the Zhengqian Palace.

"Concubine, kneel down to thank the emperor for his grace."

She whispered, and raised her hand.

Qingzhu hurriedly stretched out his hand to help Wan Yiyi.

"Wan Changyi, let's go back."

Qingzhu was very worried, looking at Wan Changyi's crumbling appearance, he couldn't bear it.

However, Wan Changyi shook his head, "Even if the emperor promised not to hurt my family, but today I did something wrong, and the emperor didn't open his mouth to forgive the concubine, and the concubine couldn't kneel for a long time." ”

She has followed Wan Changyi for so many years, and knew that Wan Changyi had a stubborn temper, so she had to step aside and try to hold an umbrella for Wan Changyi.

"In that case, Wan Changyi, please do it, the old slave will retire."

couldn't convince Wan to change clothes, and Desheng no longer insisted, so he had to shake his head and retreat.

Desheng retracted his gaze and glared at Erxi fiercely, "Didn't you see that the emperor's face has changed!" I don't know how heavy it is! ”

Erxi made a bitter face, "Master, isn't the apprentice thinking about sharing worries for the emperor!" How can you ......?"

"Share the worries, share the worries, share the worries!" Desheng hit Erxi's head again with a whisk, "You can answer whatever the emperor asks, at this time, the emperor doesn't want to mention the matter of Wan Sima, and you are still in a hurry to find and scold!" ”

Erxi frowned and covered his head, "But when the apprentice mentioned Chu Baolin in front of the emperor, the emperor was not angry, how could this be ......?"

"What else do you say?" Desheng glared at Erxi, "Can Wan Changyi and Chu Baolin be compared?" Can you talk and do things in the future? ”

"The apprentice knows."

Erxi's voice was dejected, so he had to hang his head and stand aside.

……

Hearing Desheng say that Wan Changyi was still kneeling, and he had to ask for his forgiveness, Feng Jixuan's expression remained unchanged, "Let her kneel, don't worry about it." ”

Feng Jixuan put down the brush in his hand, picked up the teacup and took a sip gently, moistened his throat, and said, "Is Chu Baolin still asleep now?" ”

"Back to the emperor, Chu Baolin is still resting, do you want to set up the pear flower platform, the old slave will prepare."

It's really hard to guess the emperor's thoughts, he still has a cold face in the last second, but he looks like nothing is going on in the next second......

Chu Baolin's weight in the emperor's heart is really getting heavier and heavier.

Desheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart

Fan, was about to turn around and leave, but was stopped by Feng Jixuan.

"Who told you that I was going to Ewhadae?"

Feng Jixuan's voice was faint, Desheng hurriedly turned around, put on a smile and said: "The old slave has the courage to guess, in the entire harem, only Chu Baolin has such a weight in the emperor's heart." ”

"You're a flamboyant, you've been with me for so many years, how did I find out that you talk so much."

Desheng smiled, "The old slave is too talkative, the emperor asks for forgiveness." ”

"That's it."

Feng Jixuan waved his hand, "It's raining heavily today, Chu Baolin hasn't slept all night, let her rest, I finish lunch today, and go to bed in Zhengqian Palace at night." ”

"Then the old slave will arrange it."

Desheng hurriedly arched his body and was about to withdraw, but was stopped by Feng Jixuan again.

"You wait."

Feng Jixuan got up and thought for a while before saying, "I remember that Chu Baolin likes to eat red bean and taro porridge on rainy days, so you can first ask the small kitchen of Zhengqian Palace to prepare a bowl and send it over." ”

"Yes, the old slave will do it immediately."

Desheng asked people to light candles in the hall, and then he took the order to go.

After everyone in the hall left, Feng Jixuan slowly paced to the window and looked at the rain curtain outside.

Such a big thing happened today, but Chu Yue was able to feel at ease as before, could it really be that he thought too much, and this matter was not Chu Yue's handiwork?

Feng Jixuan's thoughts slowly drifted away, and the gloom of the sky made the candlelight look even more cold and hard reflecting his resolute face.

Maybe he really thinks too much......

……

"You go to the small kitchen and ask someone to make a red bean taro paste porridge and send it to Lihuatai, the emperor's order."

At the gate of the Zhengqian Palace, Desheng glanced at Erxi, who was hanging his head on the side, and commanded.

"Apprentice, let's do it."

Erxi hurriedly cheered up and took the order to the small kitchen in the side hall.

Watching Erxi leave, Desheng sighed.

I hope he's a stupid apprentice who can seize the opportunity he gave him.

Ewhadai.

Chu Yue was woken up by the roaring thunder outside.

As soon as she sat up, Rouge, who was waiting beside her, hurriedly stepped forward and put on a cloak for her.

"Baolin, it's windy and cold today, so you're still careful of being infected with the wind chill."

Chu Yue was noncommittal, her eyes were still a little worried, she gathered the robe she was wearing on her body, got up and walked to the small couch next to the window, and sat down.

It wasn't until the window was opened and the cold wind outside blew on her face that Chu Yue sobered up a little.

"What time is it?"

Chu Yue, who had just woken up, had a somewhat hoarse voice, with a different style.

"If you go back to Baolin, it's time for lunch, do you want the slave to pass the meal?"

It's noon so soon?

Linlang stirred the charcoal fire on the stove in the hall, and the firelight reflected the candlelight, making the dormitory particularly bright as day.

Chu Yue thought for a while, looked at the rain curtain that had been connected outside, and suddenly asked: "Before, you said that Wan changed clothes and went to the gate of Zhengqian Palace to intercede for Wan Jia, is it still there?" ”

Outside down

With such a heavy rain, Wan Changyi, a person who pays so much attention to appearance, should have gone back.

Linlang shook his head and said, "If you go back to Baolin, it's raining too much outside, and the emperor's eyeliner near the Zhengqian Palace is too much, and the slaves and maids don't dare to go over, because they don't know if Wan Changyi is still there." ”

Then it should have been back.

Chu Yue didn't think much about it, but lightly ordered: "Then pass the meal." ”

Rouge received the order and ordered the lunch to be placed. Watching Chu Yue eat, the doubts in his heart still turned and turned, but he didn't know how to open his mouth when the words came to his mouth.

"Just say what you have questions."

Chu Yue saw that Rouge wanted to speak and stopped, and opened his mouth directly.

"The slave just wants to ask, for such a big event today, all the concubines in the harem have never sat still, why are you still so calm?"

(End of chapter)