It's a pity that the old eunuch didn't know the meaning in Li Dequan's eyes, and seeing that the emperor was so happy, he became more and more bold and said: "If the old man likes this fart joke, the slave is better here." ”

When Li Dequan heard this, he couldn't help but glare at him fiercely, and turned his face away from him.

Kangxi laughed hard at this time, and when he heard the old eunuch say this, he gradually sank and said, "You think these are good words?" It's a shame that you went to the Qianqing Palace on an errand, and you're still under my nose. ”

Kangxi said, flicked his sleeves, and said to Li Dequan behind him: "This slave's words are insulting to the saints, and it is not suitable to be an errand in the Qianqing Palace, so let's send another place far away." ”

Li Dequan hurriedly bowed down and said, "Hey, the slave will do it when he goes back." Then he went up to the old eunuch and said, "Don't hurry up and thank you!" ”

Although the old eunuch didn't know why, Li Dequan made Xie En dare not slack off, and hurriedly kowtowed and was taken away by Li Dequan. The rest of the little pants, Kangxi took pity on his young age, so he went to the imperial study.

"I'm a little hungry after all these times, let's eat." With that, several people went upstairs one after another.

Huai Sleeve was about to avoid it because of the disparity in status, Kangxi specially ordered her to dine at the same table with Rong Ruo, and all five of them went to the second floor at one time.

The second floor is slightly smaller than the first floor, with a long rosewood table in the middle, which is mainly used for feasting and drinking, and a red clay oven is also placed on the side, especially for warm wine.

Kangxi, Rong Ruo, and Chang Ning only drank a few glasses, and the sleeves and crescent moon were female dependents, so they did not drink alcohol, and after eating, several people returned to the first floor, and the palace maid put on new tea.

Rong Ruo accompanied Kangxi to recount poems and texts to relieve his noon sleepiness, and sat beside him with his sleeves and crescent moon to listen, but Chang Ning couldn't help but take a white jade flute from the screen and play with it in his hand.

On a summer day, as the saying goes, a child's face is fickle and without warning.

After a while, a thick cloud in the east had pressed up, seeing that it was raining, Li Dequan was worried about the sudden wind and rain, and it was not safe to take the boat, so he asked Kangxi to turn around, and after Kangxi's consent, the bow of the boat immediately turned to the direction from which it came.

After a while, drops of rain fell, and the raindrops the size of beans hit the boatshed with a crackling and crisp sound, and in an instant, the blue that just met the water and the sky was instantly gray and wonton.

The painting boat was blown by the wind and the hull swayed slightly, and the wind lifted the veil and blew it out of the boat, the crescent moon was a little scared, and because the hull shook so that the crescent moon began to be a little seasick, and the palace maid brought a spittoon to serve on her side.

Although it was the first time to take a boat, and it was the first time to encounter such heavy rain on the water, there was no fear in it.

When the hull of the boat shook violently, Huai Sleeve held on to the railing with her hand, and a little rain fell on her cheeks, she felt a rare cool and comfortable, and her eyes looked at the misty lake, as if a bead curtain was hanging between heaven and earth, and there was a strange poignancy in Huai Sleeve's eyes.

Kangxi likes to gallop and wind and waves like this, and is always full of interest, standing on the bow of the boat and enjoying the peaceful lake in the rain.

And at this moment, Rong Ruo was standing behind Huai Sleeve, when the boat was shaking, Rong Ruo wanted to step forward and hold her Huai Sleeve, and saw her thin body leaning on the side of the railing on the side of the boat, swaying gently with the boat, like a leaf of duckweed blown by the wind in the middle of the water.

Rong Ruo's heart was already filled with infinite pity, but at this moment, she could only hide in her eyes, turning into two fiery eyes behind her, staring quietly.

The crescent moon finally couldn't help but start vomiting, the maids waited in a panic, took the tea but couldn't hold it down, saw this, picked up a bayberry from the table and let the crescent open its mouth and hold it under the tongue.

"No, I vomited so much that I couldn't get in!" The crescent moon shook her head vigorously, and her little face turned pale.

"Sour food can dissolve phlegm and stop vomiting, you try it, don't swallow it, just press it under the tongue." Huai Sleeve stretched the plum to the crescent moon's mouth, but the crescent shook her head vigorously and refused.

"Try what your master said, if it works, you don't have to suffer so much." Kangxi couldn't help but comfort, seeing that he was worried about the crescent moon, his sword eyebrows frowned slightly.

The crescent moon had no choice but to open her mouth, and her sleeves hurriedly put the plum into her mouth.

The crescent moon contained the plum, and suddenly felt a sour taste in the mouth rush into the throat, followed by a sour nose, and two tears were forced out of the eyes, but the feeling of vomiting in the stomach was relieved better, leaning in the arms of the palace maid to rest and recuperate, everyone saw that it stopped vomiting, and they were all relieved.

At this time, the rain had just subsided, and everyone was a little bored sitting on the boat.

Chang Ning tapped the jade flute with his fingers and blinked a pair of black bean eyes and smiled: "I know that Lord Rong has always been familiar with the rhythm of music, singing with Lord Gu, Lord Zhang and others fiddling with the gonghou pipe music, in the morning I heard that Miss Huai's explanation of the Liangqin is also an eye-opener, I think you two must have some attainments in the rhythm of music, why don't you play a song together to understand the boredom at this time?" ”

Kangxi heard Chang Ning's proposal and nodded again and again.

Rong Ruo saw that Kangxi was in a good mood, so it was not good to excuse again, and looked back at Huai Sleeve, but saw that Huai Sleeve did not have half a point of resignation, so he walked straight to the piano platform, gently pulled the water sleeve, slightly adjusted the strings, and raised his eyes to look at Rong Ruo.

"I don't know what kind of music Lord Rong is good at? The slave and maid are not talented, and I hope that Lord Rong will not laugh. ”

Huai Sleeve smiled in her eyes, and there was a faint hint of rustiness between her words, although it was just a few words, it made Rong Ruo's heart twist for a while, and she was really angry with herself.

Just when Rong Ruo was stunned, Chang Ning had already put the jade flute in Rong Ruo's hand, and said with a smile: "You two talented women don't be humble and push, we can wait in a hurry!" ”

The crescent moon had come to her senses at this time, and when she saw that her sleeves were about to stroke the qin, she immediately came to her senses, and when she saw Rong Ruo's stubbornness, she said: "Master, don't care about Lord Rong, just play whatever music you like to play!" With that, he glanced at Rong Ruo.

Although the crescent moon didn't ask Huai Sleeve in detail, since Rong Ruo and Kangxi left together that day, Huai Sleeve was sullen and unhappy for a few days, and guessed that it was because of him.

She has always had a hot temperament, and she cherishes her sleeves even more, so she has a grudge against Rong Ruo, and has been looking for an opportunity to talk to him, but she has never found it, and it happened to come out at this time.

Rong Ruo frowned slightly, looked at the crescent princess inexplicably, and turned her eyes to her sleeves again.

Kangxi didn't know why, because Rong Ruo was beside Aichen, he unconsciously was a little protective, and the crescent moon spoke rudely, so he turned his gaze to stop it.

Only Chang Ning leaned on the back of the chair, pursed his lips and looked at his sleeves, Rong Ruo, and the crescent moon lingered among the three of them, bent the pair of black bean eyes, and smiled curly with two mustaches.

The sleeves are comfortable and gently plucking the strings, the silver strings tremble slightly, the piano is crisp like a pearl falling on the jade plate, and the green jade-like fingertips slowly flow out of the rhythm and tactfulness, just like the raindrops falling on the lotus leaves, or fast or slow, involving people's thoughts, unconsciously lingering in the tactful rhythm.