Huai Sleeve palpitated, and hurriedly got up to hold the crescent moon.

"Why is the princess like this? If you and I have something to say, just say it. He pulled the crescent moon's arm a few times, and when he saw that he couldn't pull the crescent up, he simply knelt on the ground together.

"Master, the crescent moon knows that it is really selfish to say this to the master at this time, but the pain of blood kinship is also being experienced by the master right now, and I think the master can also understand the painstaking work of the crescent moon." The crescent moon said emotionally, and the tears kept surging.

Seeing the crescent moon like this, Huai Sleeve felt a pity in his heart, and comforted him softly: "If you have anything to say, even if you say it, if I can explain it for you, I will do my best." ”

"In fact, a few days ago, I wanted to tell the master, let the master go to serve in front of the emperor's uncle, and the new palace maids who came with him are useless, only one Li Dequan can't hold on, these days, the decoction is drunk a lot, but it's not good, the emperor's uncle watches the music all day and night, but there is no one around to serve, those concubines, saying that they are here to serve, but they always chew their tongues in the emperor's uncle's ear, saying that this is good, that is not good, the emperor's uncle is more and more upset, and ordered the harem concubines to not step into Qingning Palace from now on."

Crescent Moon choked up again as she spoke, but still said intermittently: "Now that Uncle Huang is the only one left with me and the sixth uncle to serve, do you look at the two of us who are serving people?" It's almost the same to be happy and funny for Uncle Huang on weekdays, such a delicate work, you still need someone like Master to do it, I know, I think this way not only goes against Master's original intention, but at this moment, it seems more and more selfish, but the crescent moon really has no other way, looking at Uncle Huang all day long, I feel distressed, I just hate that I usually read less, and I can't help anything at a critical time......" said and whimpered and cried like a child.

After listening to the words of the crescent moon, his mood was much calmer, he stood up with the crescent moon's hand, sat on the couch, and said softly: "Good girl, don't cry, just rush to your filial piety, your imperial uncle doesn't hurt you in vain on weekdays." I promise you that I will go to Qingning Palace to serve the emperor immediately. ”

The crescent moon was sobbing, thinking that she had misheard, and suddenly stopped, and a pair of red teary eyes looked straight into her sleeve. Seeing that she didn't believe it, Huai Sleeve said what he had just said again.

The crescent moon was stunned at first, and then knelt down to kowtow to the sleeve, and then the sleeve was on guard, and dragged the crescent arm's arm and said: "The princess can't help it, you are a daughter, how can you bend your knees easily?" ”

The crescent moon said excitedly: "As long as my imperial uncle's illness can be cured quickly, I will not kowtow a hundred times!" ”

Huai Sleeve couldn't help but smile and pinched the crescent moon's face and said, "You are a simple girl, how can you make people not hurt?" ”

The crescent moon finally broke into laughter. Then he said, "Then early tomorrow morning, I will come to Qingning Palace with Master." ”

Huai Sleeve nodded slightly.

A stone in the crescent moon's heart finally fell to the ground, picked up the teacup and took a few sips of tea, and asked as if he remembered something: "Then, the master went to the emperor's uncle like this, aren't you afraid that the Nalan guards will come back and make a misunderstanding?" ”

The question of the crescent moon is also what Huai Sleeve is worried about, the last palace poem is still pressed on the desk, he is already afraid of this matter in his heart, and now, she took the initiative to invite Ying to the emperor's side, what should he think?

But now, if she doesn't act like this, how can she know about the war in the northern Xinjiang that she is thinking about, and how will her full of concern for Amma, whose life and death are uncertain, be soothed......

Weighing the two, Huai Sleeve couldn't leave Amma, who had the grace of birth and nurturing for herself, behind her, and abide by the covenant of affection, at this time, Huai Sleeve realized that she couldn't do anything for the sake of love.

For herself, whether it is for her loved ones or beloved, it is not a pity to give up, but in the general's mansion in the far north of the desert, there is her root, her eternal dream nursery rhyme, and the softest place in her heart, she can't and can't give up.

"At this point, I have no other choice. In the country and at home, I have no reason to ignore it, since he understands me, he will not have a gap in his heart, and Nalan's mind is not like this. ”

When Huai Sleeve spoke, his tone was calm, but he felt deep guilt for Rong Ruo in his heart.

She knew that such a choice was that she had forced her to accept her present situation, which made him more and more worried, and as she had said, there was no other way but to ask for his forgiveness.

She didn't know how open-minded a man was, but she always believed that Rong Ruo's bearing must be different from that of ordinary men.

In the huge bronze furnace of animal feet, the green smoke is swirling, slowly scattered in the entire empty hall, but the aroma of ambergris is indeed not dispersed due to the large space, but more and more wantonly the greasy fragrance swaying to the fullest, even the blue gray smoke, but also the carved lifelike fairy bird hovering picture on the wall, looming behind the green veil tent.

Tightening his eyebrows, holding a cinnabar royal pen, holding a book of folds and circles, around the kang table, surrounded by stacks of musicals, almost surrounded him, Kangxi sat alone on the kang by the window, with a thick square pillow behind his back, did he have a few coughs.

Keep covering the bowl and gently place it on the corner of the Kangxi small kang table.

Kangxi raised his eyelids and lifted the bowl, frowned and said in a deep voice: "Such a big bowl of medicinal soup, where can I drink it, boil it less and then serve it." With that, he buried himself in the middle of the compromise, and no longer paid attention to the soup cup.

The person standing next to him did not follow the instructions, but still stood on the side, and whispered softly: "It's a bowl of vegetarian soup, long live the lord and drink it while it's hot." ”

When Kangxi heard this voice, he hurriedly looked sideways, and it turned out to be standing beside him with his sleeves in his arms.

Kangxi glanced at Huai Sleeve, and then looked at the surrounding side, as if he hadn't been in a trance, and seemed to think that he was in a dream, he rubbed his face with his hands, and only then did he feel much sober, and then he looked at Huai Sleeve still standing beside him, staring at himself with gentle eyelashes.

The sudden appearance of the sleeve made Kangxi a little restrained, straightened up, and looked a little at a loss.

The first time Huai Sleeve saw the emperor in the Qingning Palace, he was less cold than the man who was sunny in the swaying sun in the past, but it was more easy.

Huai Sleeve turned around and wet a warm hand towel from the basin he saw outside, wrung it out and handed it to Kangxi to wipe his face and hands, and said, "Drink the soup while it's hot, it's not good if it's cold." ”

"Hey! Good. Kangxi responded and brought the soup cup to his front.

Huai Sleeve carefully lifted the lid of the soup cup, Kangxi gently stirred the spoon, only to feel a burst of indifferent aroma into his nose, the green soup color, not a drop of oil flowers, green vegetables, white tofu, and three or five red wolfberries, there is no other thing, and the soup he usually eats is very different.