Huai Sleeve has nothing to do these days, Xiang Kangxi from the imperial study to grind a number of books, the study can not be piled up, and in the side of the bedroom in the octagonal pavilion placed several shelves, all filled with volumes.

Every evening, after dinner, he mixed in the stacks of books to spend time, and Wu Hancha's illness was basically cured, and Kangxi transferred him back to the Hanlin Academy to take charge of the editors.

Huai Sleeve often sneaked over to talk about poetry and articles with the teacher, and the days passed calmly and smoothly.

As soon as dinner was set out in the evening, Kangxi walked over, had a meal with Huai Sleeve, and played chess in her small pavilion for a while, and hurried back to the Qianqing Palace to discuss matters.

"Long live the Lord if you are busy, the concubine of Xuanchen enters the Zhaoren Hall to serve and eat, why bother to walk back and forth with the imperial body"

Huai Sleeve stood up, picked up the tea cup and served it in front of Kangxi, and his words were already showing a little concern.

Since hearing Yingmei tell what Kangxi did behind his back, he felt grateful in his heart, and he was more friendly and submissive to Kangxi than in his previous respect.

Kangxi smiled: "I envy you for the quiet and undisturbed little library, the cicadas are singing, it is really a good place to read."

"Long live the lord likes it, and every day he asks Gonggong Li to come here to see the excerpts with the recital box, and he also uses Baba'er's envy of the concubines" Huai Sleeve not only laughed.

Kangxi shook his head: "I criticized the folds, many of them were tortured, but they defiled your scholarly land, I still come here every day to play chess, listen to the piano, and chat with you about poetry and articles by the way, which can be regarded as reducing mental labor."

When Kangxi spoke, he nodded the tip of his nose and said with a smile: "Speaking of playing chess, your chess skills have improved a lot in the past few days, to be honest, did you find Mr. Wu to steal your skills?"

Huai Sleeve only pursed his lips, lowered his eyelashes and smiled without saying a word.

Seeing her like this, Kangxi felt even more pity, stretched out his hand to take his sleeve into his arms, pressed it against his forehead, and whispered: "The more I look at you, the more I pity you, I really don't know how to hurt you, so as not to live up to your beauty." ”

Huai Sleeve blushed, reached out and pulled away Kangxi's arm wrapped around his waist, and pushed him out of the hall with a smile.

"Long live the lord, go back and see the excerpts, delay the serious business, and the ancestor will be counted as a concubine another day."

Kangxi smiled and rubbed the top of her hair, and sneered: "It's getting more and more naughty" The words fell, and turned around and walked out of the gate of Qingzhi Palace.

Seeing Kangxi turn over the red wall and disappear into Yongxiang, he turned around with his sleeves and still went to the octagonal pavilion to read a book.

Xue's forehead, which had grown to half a height, stretched out a long lazy waist in front of the court, wagged her tail and followed her sleeves into the pavilion, and quietly lay on the soft cushion set up for it at the door, dozing off with her thick paws.

He took out a book from the bookshelf and sat at the table to read it carefully, Yingxue came in and changed the tea, and ordered someone to send four exquisite snacks by the way.

"The master is going to read for half a night today" When Yingxue Tian changed the teacup, she couldn't help but mention it when she saw that she was looking at it seriously.

Huai Sleeve knew what Ying Xue meant, and said with a sneer: "You tell Xue Yan to clean up the bed, and I will go to sleep as soon as I am sleepy."

Yingxue was helpless, glanced at her with a smile, and when she was about to go out, she turned around and asked in a low voice: "Long live Lord today, can you mention to the master that Lord Pall has entered the palace?"

Hearing this, Huai Sleeve raised his head from the book and looked at Yingxue: "The matter of the previous dynasty, Long Live Lord never said it to me, can you hear what happened to Lord Pall Spray entering the palace?"

Lord Pall is an old hero specially transferred back to Beijing by Kangxi to retire, and he basically does not enter the palace gate when he has nothing to do on weekdays, at most he just goes to Cining Palace to ask the Empress Dowager for a peace talk, and now he suddenly comes to see Long Live Lord, there must be something.

Ying Xue said in a low voice: "I heard that it is related to the county lord of Zhaoyu, I heard that the county lord is possessed by evil demons, and he is already delirious."

"Ah" stood up in shock, reached out and grabbed Yingxue's arm and asked urgently: "What the hell is going on, you can tell me carefully"

Yingxue knew that since Rong Ruo's funeral, although her sleeves had been put down on the surface, she still thought about the old people who had a relationship with her after all, and often asked a word or two inadvertently.

"The slave maid also listened to the palace people who were on errands elsewhere in the palace, most of them were hearsay, and no one knew the details."

Hearing this, he slowly sat back in the chair, looked at the candle flame with his eyes, pondered for a moment, waved his hand lightly and said in a low voice: "You go down first." ”

Yingxue silently glanced at Huai Sleeve and quietly retreated.

Since Huai Sleeve heard that Yingxue mentioned Guan Zhaoyu, he no longer had the heart to read, and his heart was really uneasy, so he took out a plain white paper from the side, dipped the pen in ink, and prepared carefully.

wrote a sentence on the paper: The autumn breeze is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves are gathered and scattered, the jackdaw perched on the back and just wrote a few words, and the cold snow suddenly rushed out.

Huai Sleeve was startled, and then walked out quickly.

I saw Xue Yi leap into the main hall, and with a mouthful of white and snowy tiger teeth, he was about to rush towards the person standing at the door.

"Snow forehead, don't come to Hu Lai" The man jumped in front of the snow forehead, reached out and grabbed the thick fur on his neck, and pressed it on the carpet.

He stroked the top of his head, slowly stood up with his sleeves, walked to the door, and when he heard the sound of drums outside the wall, he knew that there must be a night patrol of the Royal Forest Army coming, and reached out to hold the arm of the visitor, pulled him into the room, and led the door with him.

Seeing her like this, Guan Qianxiang's heart warmed, to this day, she still cares about him, not like a stranger, he knows enough.

He turned around and whispered to the snow: "It's all your own people, don't be rude"

Guan Qianxiang had heard that there was a white-spotted tiger by his side, but when he heard what she said, "It's all his own people", he twitched the corners of his mouth.

Do you mean to follow her, or to follow this tiger

Xue Forehead and Huai Sleeve have been mixed for a long time, and she can understand what she said, seeing her so demeanor, she knew that she couldn't move, and glanced at Guan Qianxiang lazily, and turned her head and went back to sleep in the Octagonal Pavilion.

Huai sleeve also led Guan Qianxiang to the inner pavilion, poured tea and put it in front of him.

Guan Qianxiang looked sideways at the mansion in front of him, and couldn't help but say: "Jin has sealed the concubine, and it is really different from the old days, the silver light and snow waves are not luxurious, but they lack the aura of the old days."

Huai Sleeve heard him say this, and smiled helplessly: "Do you mean this house or the people who live in it?"

Guan Qianxiang also smiled, didn't speak, only picked up a cup and took a sip of tea.

Huai Sleeve sat on the opposite side of the desk and asked in a low voice: "You suddenly entered the palace tonight, did you come to summon Yu?" ”

Guan Qianxiang immediately raised his eyes, and his narrow Danfeng eyes were focused on his sleeves: "Did the emperor tell you something?"

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