"The Emperor's ......"

Erxi took a deep breath and whispered, "Wan Changyi is outside now, asking to see you." ”

Feng Jixuan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Did she say anything?" ”

Erxi hesitated for a moment before saying, "No." ”

"Nope." Feng Jixuan's words were concise and to the point, and he didn't want to say a word to Wan Changyi at all.

Erxi stood there,

"You tell Wan Changyi that I'm busy reviewing the folds, let her go back."

Feng Jixuan lowered his head, picked up the brush and continued the movements in his hand, without looking at Erxi.

At this time, Wan Changyi came, naturally he wanted to intercede, and finally tore such a hole in the front court, it was impossible for him to see her.

"The slave knows."

Erxi sighed in his heart, answered yes and walked out.

"Ten Thousand Changing Clothes ......"

Erxi looked at Wan Changyi in front of him, "The emperor is busy reviewing the folds in his hands, why don't you come back another day." ”

"He's not busy reviewing the recitals, but he doesn't want to see me, right?"

Wan Changyi snorted, not at all surprised that Feng Jixuan would have such an answer.

"You go and tell the emperor that if he doesn't see me, I will wait at the gate of this Zhengqian Palace."

Wan Changyi closed his eyes, his heart was sour, but he couldn't shed a single tear.

If the emperor is ruthless, he will not give her a trace of hope and delusion at all.

But overnight, everything changed.

"This ......" Erxi was a little embarrassed: "Wan Changyi, don't embarrass the slave, the slave is also acting on orders......"

"In that case, then I won't force you."

Wan Changyi pushed away the green bamboo that was supporting her with her hand, and knelt down straight.

The strong wind blew the crimson skirt of Wan Changyi's hunting sound, but Wan Changyi did not squint, and a pair of phoenix eyes looked straight at the vermilion palace gate of Zhengqian Palace, with a firm intention on his face.

"Then I will kneel until the emperor is willing to see me."

"Wan Yi Yi, you ......"

Erxi was startled and wanted to step forward to help Wan Yiyi, but because of his identity, he still withdrew his hand and sighed heavily.

"Why do you bother?"

He sighed, shook his head, and stopped trying to persuade her.

Qingzhu was also frightened, "Change clothes, you better go back quickly, this day, it seems that you want to rain, don't get wet." ”

Wan Changyi looked up at the sky, "What is the rain?" ”

She closed her eyes, "Needless to say, you can go back, I'll be here alone." ”

Qingzhu stopped talking, gritted his teeth, turned around and left.

Wan Changyi clenched the silk handkerchief in his hand, but he kept thinking in his heart that Feng Jixuan would definitely not see her.

She has been with him for so many years and knows what kind of person he is.

Feng Jixuan hates threats the most, and her doing this is tantamount to cutting off her own way and grinding away Feng Jixuan's last bit of old affection for her.

……

"Are the people gone?"

Seeing Erxi coming in, Feng Jixuan continued the movements in his hand and asked calmly.

"Back to the emperor," Erxi shook his head, "

Wan Changyi said, unless you are willing to see her, otherwise she will keep kneeling here, and the slave also persuaded her, but Wan Changyi didn't listen, or you ......"

Feng Jixuan's face instantly became extremely cold.

Seeing this, Desheng threw a whisk of dust on Erxi's head, "What you don't have the eye to see, don't get out quickly!" ”

Erxi covered his head, a little aggrieved, but he didn't dare to speak again, and left the Zhengqian Palace with his head down.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, Wan Changyi is thinking about it, where is this matter that can be solved by her asking for a favor?"

Desheng accompanied a smiling face and refilled a cup of hot tea for Feng Jixuan, "You continue to approve the folds, you don't have to trouble you for such trivial matters." ”

Feng Jixuan glanced at Desheng, and said with a slightly soothing expression: "It's still you, an old thing, go ahead, I don't want to worry about this matter." ”

"Eh, the old slave will do it."

As soon as Desheng finished speaking, thunder began to rumble outside.

The Zhengqian Palace was illuminated by the lightning outside for a moment.

But in the blink of an eye, the rain poured down, and the raindrops the size of beans poured down, and the branches of the plane trees in the courtyard were swayed from side to side by the wind.

Desheng sighed in his heart and was about to exit the palace, but Feng Jixuan called him again.

Feng Jixuan thought for a while and said, "You go and get an umbrella for her, as for her intercession for her family, if she keeps kneeling, I will never be soft-hearted." ”

Desheng took the order, took an oil-paper umbrella and walked out.

Wan Changyi at the gate of the palace was still kneeling there, his pale face was covered with rain, his delicate makeup was sparked by the rain, his hair was wet and sticking to his clothes, the crimson dress was attached to his body at this time, and Wan Changyi's already somewhat slender body looked even more petite.

And Wan Changyi's back is still very straight, his eyes are not squinting, and his face is stubborn.

"Wan Yiyi, why do you bother......"

Seeing this, Desheng was also a little unbearable, and gave the umbrella to the guard beside him, and the guard hurriedly stepped forward to block the heavy rain above his head for Wan Changyi.

"Thank you, Father-in-law."

Wan Changyi raised his head and smiled lightly at Desheng.

Desheng couldn't bear it, and persuaded him with good words: "Wan Changyi, you have been with the emperor for many years, and you don't know the emperor's scales, you do this, it is clear that you want to threaten the emperor, and you still don't want to participate in the affairs of the previous dynasty!" ”

Wan Changyi raised his eyelids, and the corners of his mouth curved into a sarcastic arc, "Father-in-law Desheng, I have already participated, otherwise why would the emperor demote my position today?" ”

"This ......"

Desheng shook his head slightly, but Wan Changyi continued, "I'm not embarrassed by the emperor, I just want to ask the emperor to save my family's life no matter what happens in the future, and from then on, I have nothing to ask for." ”

"The state has its own laws."

Thinking of what Feng Jixuan said, Desheng couldn't open his mouth, and it was not easy to refuse, but he didn't dare to make a promise for Feng Jixuan, so he only said euphemistically: "You have been with the emperor for many years, the emperor should remember this old love, change clothes, you better go back quickly." ”

"I want to hear the emperor's promise in person, otherwise you will say more, me

I won't go either. ”

After Wan Changyi finished speaking, he no longer glanced at Desheng and closed his eyes.

"Wan Changyi, the emperor said," Desheng was helpless, so he had to relay what Feng Jixuan said, "If you keep kneeling, he will treat your family in the future and will not be soft." ”

Wan Changyi couldn't help but open his eyes when he heard this, and was slightly stunned.

"Change, you're alright!"

Wan Changyi was about to speak, but Qingzhu's anxious and worried voice sounded not far away.

Wan Changyi turned his head and saw that Qingzhu was soaked, but he was holding an oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and he was hurrying towards Wan Changyi in the direction of Wan Changyi against the strong wind.

Wan Changyi's expression was slightly stunned, and his heart was sour.

She didn't expect that at this time, only Qingzhu was the palace maid who accompanied her.

Usually she treats her very badly, but Qingzhu still treats her as before......

Qingzhu trotted all the way over, and hesitated when he saw the oil-paper umbrella on Wan Chang's head that was supported by the guards.

(End of chapter)