Chapter Ninety-Seven: Hot Pot Causes Trouble
Nalan Lan'er thought that the next day, those offerings to Houlu would return to their original positions, but they didn't expect that there would be an increase unabated!
It made her a little unpredictable.
Could it be that the emperor has already made up his mind in his heart?
After all, in front of so many people, to say his own ideas is suspected of being exposed.
And the people he ordered were all inappropriate, even if Nalan Lan'er knew that he was just doing it.
But she couldn't really understand the emperor's sincerity.
A few days later.
Qianqing Palace.
The emperor sat on the top of the main hall, looked at the people dressed in cloth under His Royal Highness, and asked eagerly:
"Have you ever looked into it?"
It was whispered:
"Wechen has been staying there, and before you said anything about censorship, someone started to spread witchcraft in the past. You know, Imperial Concubine, oh, no, all the people in her village lost their lives in that catastrophe, and now they are all new people, they don't know who she is, they only know that she is a concubine, and they listen to the words of the person who spread it, and they are all skeptical, and when this person goes to investigate, they are all more nonsense. ”
"Well, I know these things, otherwise, I wouldn't have acted in such a play with them."
"What are the results of those threads?"
The cloth-clothed man seemed to be more anxious than the emperor, so he sent away the matter of witchcraft in his hometown, and hurriedly asked how the supply in the palace was discussed.
"It's very strange here, it seems that all the records of the Internal Affairs Office at that time were damaged."
Thinking of this, the emperor frowned, to say that it was not too late for him to start, since Nalan Lan'er caught the cold palace not long ago, he secretly ordered someone to investigate, but he didn't expect that there was no progress!
"Your Majesty, it seems that someone is trying to frame the imperial concubine...... She. ”
"General Yang, this matter is not my business alone, it involves the Queen Mother, the Empress, Yun Mo and many other forces, I have to weigh them!"
By implication, he seemed to have made up his mind as well.
The person in the audience finally raised his head slowly, revealing clear eyebrows, and Yang Fei's brother who was Nalan Lan'er was also.
"Then the emperor will be annoyed."
Yang Fei surrendered his request, as if asking the emperor to save his inner son.
The emperor was not only a little suspicious, his brows just furrowed, but he heard Yang Fei explain urgently:
"Weichen also grew up in the countryside since he was a child, and when he arrived in the palace, he couldn't meet anyone he knew. Because the emperor encountered danger last time he went out to fight, her true feelings for Weichen's many beggings touched me, and then I felt that she was a person of great affection, so after that, she was commensurate with brother and sister, and it can be regarded as having a care in the palace, Your Majesty, you must not think about it! ”
Yang Fei's words were so serious, and there was a light in his eyes that he was anxious to explain, which made Ye Wushuang feel that he was making trouble unreasonably.
immediately laughed and said:
"It's General Yang who is overthinking."
The rest of the monarchs and ministers were happy, chatting about those things on the battlefield, but Yang Fei's thoughts always went away, and as soon as the emperor said to let him go, he immediately raised his feet and left, and went straight to the cold palace.
"Brother Yang Fei?"
Looking at the familiar person standing at the door, tears welled up in Nalan Lan'er's eyes, just like seeing her father and mother that day, she had no eldest brother, but Yang Fei just filled the vacancy of her brother.
"Don't cry, I'm frozen on such a cold day."
Yang Fei wanted to reach out to wipe away the tears on her face in front of her, but she didn't even dare to raise her hand, so she put it down.
"Yes."
Nalan Lan'er also felt that she should cherish this short time, afraid that if Brother Yang Fei came, she had something to tell.
Sure enough, Yang Fei whispered something to her.
When Nalan Lan'er heard this, her face jumped with joy:
"Big brother, is this true?"
Seeing Nalan Lan'er's joy, Yang Fei flashed a trace of depression, but quickly regained his clarity:
"It's true!"
Nalan Lan'er's mood suddenly improved, and she shouted that she wanted to have a hot pot with Yang Fei.
"I thought in my heart, this cold palace day seems to be good, I don't need to observe the battles and bitterness of those harems, and I don't think about whether the emperor favors me, but there is also some different freedom!"
Nalan Lan'er was very interested, and while ordering Wan'er to find something, she said something to Yang Fei familiarly.
The corners of the mouth are always vial, without the slightest far-fetchedness.
Yang Fei's gaze never took off her.
When the two were so enthusiastic, they didn't notice that outside the faint palace wall, there was a person with sharp eyes.
After a while, the cold cold palace became a place where the fragrance of hot pot soaked in the warm spring.
"Your Majesty, where have you been! What a garment full of dust! ”
The public justice searched for the emperor all over the place, but suddenly saw him with a thick face from the outside, and there was dust on the sleeves of his clothes.
If you talk about Tupo, the father-in-law suddenly paused, could it be that the emperor went to the cold palace again?
In the past, after the emperor went to the cold palace, he came back with a happy face, but this time, it seems that the situation is not necessary, and the father-in-law thought to himself, he had to find an excuse to slip away.
But he didn't expect that as soon as he lifted his foot, he heard the emperor call him:
"Tomorrow, remove all the treatment in the cold palace and return to normal!"
Let him still eat hot pot, let him return his brother to be long, and his brother to be short!
I didn't have so many smiles when I saw myself, and when I saw Yang Fei, it was really like seeing my relatives!
Thinking of this, Ye Wushuang suddenly stopped.
But no, Nalan Lan'er's attitude towards Yang Fei is really as enthusiastic as treating Fuyong and his wife!
Does that mean something?
But what he couldn't stand was that Yang Fei looked at her!
So for the time being, I cut off her supply, and see what hot pot she still has to eat!
The next morning, Nalan Lan'er got up early and sat in front of the window to dress up, which surprised Wan'er.
"Mother, why are you doing this?"
"We'll find out in a moment."
Nalan Lan'er said in her heart, Brother Yang Fei said yesterday that the emperor has broken off his misunderstanding of her, it seems that the day when he returns to the palace is just around the corner, this cold palace is indeed too monotonous, or Huayan Palace is more convenient!
Wan'er pursed her lips and waited.
But the two waited left and right, but they didn't see the person who delivered breakfast, so Wan'er only got to ask her father-in-law in the back.
It doesn't matter if she doesn't ask, and when she came back after asking, she said to Nalan Lan'er with a sad face:
"Niangniang, the good thing you are waiting for, I'm afraid you won't come."
"Why?"
Nalan Lan'er also felt a little strange.
As a result, when she heard Wan'er talk about canceling the supply, Nalan Lan'er immediately woke up, and sighed in her heart:
Worst!
It is estimated that it was discovered by the emperor yesterday!
It seems that there is still his eyeliner in this cold palace, so I should pay more attention to my actions in the future!
Thinking of this, she got up and went back to the room, carefully sorted out the valuables, and let Wan'er pile them on the table, waiting for those people to take them.
Anyway, they're preparing every day.
It's just that this fact, when the day really comes, still makes people feel a little useless.
So Wan'er and Nalan Lan'er were a little depressed, and the two sat on each other's beds, thinking about things in their hearts.
After thinking about it for a while, Wan'er suddenly got up and went out, and Nalan Lan'er looked at her back, thoughtful.
After a while, Yang Fei's iron guard, dressed as a little eunuch, also followed.
The emperor was not in a good mood today, so he got up and went to the imperial garden for a walk.
Leaving aside the guards around him, when the emperor walked alone, he felt empty in his heart.
Yesterday, I saw Nalan Lan'er in front of Yang Fei, her smile was so bright, her movements were so brisk, and a strange feeling that she had never felt before welled up in her heart, with a little sourness and slight pain, accumulated in her heart, even if it had been a night, she still couldn't disperse.
When I woke up in the morning, I remembered the slightly hasty decision made yesterday, and I still felt a little worried in my heart.
I'm afraid that this winter, without those supplies, will she be sad?
But after thinking about it, I'm afraid I won't be sad, there are always people who eat hot pot with her.
"Whew!"
The emperor sighed, put his hands behind his back, and ran in this spring scenery and winter garden with few falls, and what he saw in his eyes was nothing more than the snow that was about to disperse, and the small part of the scattered on the pebble road, which had not had time to be cleaned, were trampled into a dirty appearance, sandwiched with dust, wrapped in broken leaves, and lackluster.
Just like his bumpy mood.
Suddenly, Ye Wushuang saw a touch of blue and red when he looked up, the red was not delicate or bright, faint, and people suddenly felt that the softness in their hearts was blurred.
He didn't think he looked closely, but he saw that the blue and red were moving.
Originally, she was just a palace maid.
Ye Wushuang, who just wanted to turn his gaze, went to find that the palace maid turned out to be the maid next to Nalan Lan'er, Wan'er!
At the moment, several irrelevant thoughts came to mind:
But come to intercede with him?
Or came to apologize to him?
Or, to invite him to eat the hot pot that looks so lively?
With such speculation, Ye Wushuang seemed to forget the unhappiness brought by his hot pot yesterday, and walked straight towards Wan'er.
"Long live the emperor, long live, long live!"
Seeing that the emperor appeared in front of her almost at lightning speed, Wan'er hurriedly knelt down, and her voice was a little worried.
"Flat."
The emperor's voice was slightly longer than in the past.
It seems that something is waiting for.
But Wan'er didn't get up, but let the blue and red spread out on the muddy ground, and after a while, it was a little unrecognizable.
Ye Wushuang's face tightened, and he said coldly:
"Something to talk about!"
But Na Wan'er shook her head desperately, and her sobbing could be vaguely heard, and her voice was still clear and arguable:
"Wan'er is guilty! Wan'er didn't dare to get up! Wan'er begged the emperor to punish her! ”
After that, he kowtowed desperately, and his white forehead was immediately stained with blood......