Holding the little prince and daring to find the emperor's tent, the guards at the door were not embarrassed, I heard that it was the maid next to the Qing noble, and hugged the little prince and immediately let him go.

Yu Qing was indeed more energetic than just now at this time, and when she saw Wanhe's fuss, she sneered, "Okay, I'm fine, I'm worried." ”

Wanhe looked distrustful, and he had to check it himself.

Yu Qing looked at Xiyue in disbelief, and wanted to say, is her reputation so bad, and her maids don't trust what she says.

Xiyue seemed to understand the meaning in Yu Qing's eyes, and nodded cruelly, Your credibility is indeed not high with the two of us.

Even Feng Jingyuan nodded cooperatively, with a thumbs up, as if he was humming.

After another toss, Wanhe finally confirmed that there was no scar on Yu Qing's body.

believed that she was just too frightened to faint, and then stood in front of the bed and looked at Yu Qing silently.

finally saw Yu Qing admit defeat, defeated, and kept begging for mercy, "Yes, it's not okay if I'm wrong, I'll never be greedy for fun in the future, try what I'm not good at, okay, Miss Wanhe." ”

Hearing this, Wan He not panicked, but with a straight face, he said seriously: "You are a noble person in the palace, and you are the little master of the slave, you should not be called the eldest lady of the slave." ”

After speaking, he ignored the stunned Yu Qing, turned his face and looked at Xi Yue in the same way, and Xi Yue was convinced in an instant. "I also admit my mistake, I shouldn't have ridden the little master, I didn't fulfill my duty of persuasion and supervision, I will definitely not be in the future, Aunt Wanhe spares her life."

The two took turns to confess, and Wan He softened his attitude, first went to see the medicine of the little master, waited for Yu Qing to drink it, and watched her fall asleep.

Yu Qing could feel a dazzling gaze when she closed her eyes, and she fell asleep for a long time.

No one thought that the three masters and servants would be such a strange mode of getting along, and the two big ones in a room were actually managed by the small ones without complaint.

In other words, the emperor was so angry that he threw his sleeves out, and after walking a few steps, he remembered that this was clearly his tent, and he actually came out, and he was really dizzy.

After thinking about it, even if he knew that it was his tent, it was estimated that he would be reluctant to let Yuqing out.

Thinking of this, she couldn't suppress the anger in her heart, why did she care about her in every way, she was thinking about other men.

"Your Majesty, why don't you go to the study."

Xue Gui saw that the emperor was angry, and he didn't want to disturb.

But the emperor was full of anger, and everyone noticed it, and everyone he met was bowing and kneeling from afar, and he didn't dare to come forward again, for fear of touching the emperor's moldy head.

At this time, it is not appropriate to go to any concubine, and the study is an additional tent that will be set up for every hunt, which is not inhabited and is exclusively used by the emperor to deal with political affairs.

That's right, this is the responsibility of being the king of a country, even if you go out to play and hunt, you have to deal with national affairs anytime and anywhere, and you don't dare to slack off.

In the midst of his busy schedule, most of the time he took out was given to Yu Qing.

Only Xue Gui saw these in his eyes, he had served the emperor for so many years, and he was also very distressed to see the emperor trapped by love.

But as a minion, he can only serve wholeheartedly, occasionally reminding him that a sentence or two is already risking being punished for exceeding the rules.

Fortunately, this time the emperor listened to his opinion and went to the study.

"Grind." As soon as he arrived at the study, the emperor ordered Xue Gui to grind.

Xue Gui observed and paid attention to the emperor while grinding, and said that calligraphy and painting can calm down, I am afraid that the emperor is irritable at this time, and I want to calm down my anger.

That's fine, otherwise the emperor is really angry in his heart, and the two of them are afraid that it will be more difficult to have a day of relaxation.

Whether it is with the emperor to Wenhua Palace, or dealing with Yu Qing on weekdays, Xue Gui's temperament to Yu Qing can also be said to have a pulse of three points, stubborn and stubborn, and unwilling to admit defeat.

The two are at a stalemate, and it is often the emperor who bows his head to ease, once or twice, and the emperor gives it up.

But after all, he is the Emperor of Tianwei, and over time, he will inevitably lose such patience.

If the over-the-top side is willing to go first......

Syllable!

Xue Gui thought about it, and there was a shocking sound, and he was so frightened that he almost lost his soul.

Looking down, the emperor dropped the brush in his hand at some point, the tip of the pen poked into the paper, and drew out a long ink blot, and the first calligraphy was ruined.

"The emperor is angry!" Xue Gui picked up the brush, soaked it in the pen wash, cleaned it, drained the nib of the pen, and put the pen back on the pen mountain to shelf.

"Go out and leave me alone for a while." The emperor felt that he was too out of shape and just wanted to be quiet and relieve alone.

"Yes." Xue Gui couldn't, so he had to retreat, and he didn't dare to go far, so he went to guard outside the tent in case the emperor had any orders at any time.

After thinking about it immediately, he still assigned a little eunuch and explained some things in his ear.

The emperor was alone in the tent to calm his anger, and the picture that had just woken up after the sun had just woken up uncontrollably appeared in his mind.

What about well-being? It was the first thing she said when she woke up, and she was ecstatic to ask if she was okay, but she gave him a slap in the face.

I can't help but think of the stage I watched yesterday afternoon, where the concubine of a wealthy businessman finally eloped with her childhood sweetheart, and the two had a few words of discussion.

It is said that it is a discussion, but the ideas are very different, as if they are people from two worlds at all.

Could it be that the person Yu Qing likes is Fu Ankang?

A couple for a lifetime?

He is the emperor and the king of a country, and the three palaces and six courts are not to satisfy personal desires, but for the sake of the country and the stability of the entire dynasty!

Checks and balances of power, gathering people's hearts, marriage, ancient laws are passed on, even as an emperor, how can he be only one woman? !

Although she can't be the only one, he can give her supreme honor and love, and he really loves her, isn't this enough?

The emperor thought about it for a long time and couldn't figure out what Yu Qing was pursuing.

But now the emperor is the only one in his heart, and in the days to come, he himself has not found out how much he has given up in order to pass the sun, but he is still happy and happy.

That's all for later.

Lifting the pen and dipping the ink again, the emperor finally decided to calm down with calligraphy.

But all that flashed in my mind was a smile from Yu Qing, and the more I warned myself not to think about it, the more my mind was full of her.

The sharp teeth at the palace banquet, the arrogance of the scoundrel when playing chess, the cunning in his eyes when he pulled him to look at the peony together, and the cunning and intelligence in the gambling house.

Syllable! Put down the pen again and rubbed his temples, "Xue Gui!" ”

Xue Gui heard the emperor's summons, went in and waited for the order, and heard, "Look at the tea!" After pouring a cup of tea, he took the initiative to retreat.

After another moment, "Xue Gui, grind." ”

After a while, "Xue Gui, bring me the fold." ”

After several times, Xue Gui finally saw that the problem was coming.

When he was called into the house again and ordered to prepare dinner, Xue Gui said smartly: "Your Majesty, the servant sent someone to ask, Qing Guiren drank the medicine, and it was no problem, and now he is the same as the emperor, ordering the preparation of dinner, the emperor, look, do the servants want to invite ......"

"Did I ask her? I want you to have a lot of things, what do you please, I will remember the last time for you, step down! ”

The emperor was struck in the heart, picked up a book and smashed it.

How dare Xue Gui dodge, he was hit in the head by the fold, but fortunately, he stood close, and the fold was light, otherwise he would have to have a big hole in his head.

But it seems that he has touched the emperor's mind correctly.

After hearing that the Qing nobles drank the medicine, the emperor's face seemed to be better, and sure enough, he still couldn't let go of his anger.

Xue Gui bowed down and walked to the door, "You, go to the dining room and ...... order"

Xue Gui stopped a little eunuch and was about to explain that the emperor was hungry and asked him to prepare dinner, when he saw Concubine Hua painting exquisite makeup, dressed in gorgeous and luxurious clothes, with a maid, and carrying a food box in her hand.

"The slave has seen Concubine Hua." Xue Gui bowed his head and said goodbye, she already knew the purpose of Concubine Hua's coming, and she was really good at picking the time.

"Father-in-law Xue, the emperor can be inside." Concubine Hua lowered her eyes and looked at Xue Gui, her tone with her usual arrogance.

"Back to Niangniang, the emperor is in it."

Xue Gui meant that the emperor was dealing with national affairs, and it was inconvenient to disturb him, so this move would be good for others, but in the face of Concubine Hua......

"I am tired of Gonggong Xue's communication, and the father of this palace specially brought him from the capital to brew bamboo leaf green, and instructed this palace to bring it to the emperor to taste."

Having said that, Concubine Hua raised her neck and raised her voice straight into the tent, and the whole paragraph should have reached the emperor's ears word for word.

"Let Concubine Hua in." The emperor's voice came from inside the tent.

Xue Gui raised his head slightly and glanced at the phoenix peony ornament on Concubine Hua's skirt, lowered his head, and said respectfully: "Concubine Hua, please." ”

"Huh." Concubine Hua snorted coldly between her noses, laughed, and missed Xue Gui entering the tent.

She had already sent someone to inquire about the situation in the emperor's tent, and the emperor took Yuqing in not long ago, but she came out with her sleeves, obviously angry.

The two broke up unhappily, and she didn't take advantage of the situation, let alone when.

Hearing that the emperor turned his head and went to the study, she prepared a meal and brought it over, and she had long expected that the emperor would not see her easily, but if she put on her father's name......

The emperor has always respected his father, and he will definitely not refute his father's good intentions.

"The emperor is auspicious." Concubine Hua curled Tingting, walked in with lotus steps, and curtsied enchantingly.

The emperor waved his hand casually, motioned for Concubine Hua to get up, continued to review the folds in his hand, and asked without raising his head, "Why did Concubine Hua come over?" ”

"Your Majesty, the bamboo leaf green brewed by the concubine's father himself was specially brought all the way from the capital, and it is very well preserved, please taste it."

Concubine Hua smiled softly, took the food box in Yuzhi's hand and put it on the table.

At a glance, I saw a few words pressed under the folds, a few words sporadically, and Concubine Hua could already guess the whole sentence.

"Keep cutting, sort it out, it's sorrowful, don't have a taste in your heart."

Concubine Hua took the initiative to remove the fold on it, pulled out the suppressed calligraphy, and began to read it word by word, her heart was filled with jealousy, and her voice was still sweet.

It must be because of Yuqing's slut, the emperor of Hook is not willing to give up, and he chose such a sour poem when practicing calligraphy.