Jing Tao held the tea and was about to enter the hall, when she saw Wu Shulai hesitating under the corridor, she thought something was wrong, so she asked, "Who came just now?" ”

Wu Shulai glanced at him, and the two walked to the dark, and Fang whispered: "Su Guiren sent a bowl of porridge, and I don't know whether to enter or not." ”

Jing Tao laughed and said: "What's so difficult, wait for the emperor to have a snack, you just mix the porridge in the meal and present it." If the emperor asks, you will answer truthfully. If you don't ask, that's it. After a pause, he immediately said: "You will recklessly break in and say that if the emperor is unhappy, it depends on how you end." ”

Wu Shulai sighed two or three times in a row, and said quietly: "It's getting harder and harder..."

The next day, the clear sky floated with a large white cloud like cotton bones, and the yellow glazed tiles on the temple refracted bursts of light in the sun, orange, red, purple and blue, flashing so that people's eyes could not open. Qingcheng saw that the sun was shining, and he didn't even want to sit in a sedan chair, so he helped Hai'an to Shoukang Palace to ask for peace. Walking to the palace street behind the palace of the heart nourishing heart, I suddenly heard the sound of boots, Qingcheng raised his eyes, and saw several people surrounded by bright yellow figures from the corner door, and walked neatly.

Hai An said happily: "Go over there is Shoukang Palace, the emperor must go to the queen mother to say goodbye, the master is faster, maybe he can bump into the holy car." "The palace street is winding, and the imperial opinion is soon gone, and the end is still a clear blue sky, endless.

Qingcheng smiled slightly, and said in a deep voice: "If you want to meet, you should see last night..."

When she arrived at Shoukang Gate, the noble concubine came from the corridor, she was dressed in an orange-pink apricot blossom sky shadow printed cotton robe, with half-inch-long fox white hair exposed at the neckline and sleeves, holding a copper stove in her hand, wrapped in a red Shu forging cloak, her posture was delicate, and she was very eye-catching in the winter gloom.

Qingcheng hurriedly said: "Master Gao is blessed." ”

Gao Shuyao looked up and down, and said, "No courtesy." She has always been arrogant, and she refused to talk to Qingcheng, so she helped the palace people and walked away. Hai'an was afraid that Qingcheng would not be happy, so he said: "Let's wait, lest there be too many people and quarrel with the Queen Mother." ”

Qingcheng said "um", stood on the palace street for a while, and was about to go inside, but saw two personal attendants walking towards the emperor. Collided like this, Qingcheng was caught off guard, and hurriedly bent his knees to say goodbye, but before he could speak, the emperor had turned out of the corner door and disappeared. Originally, she was left out in the cold, and she didn't feel very uncomfortable, anyway, she had long been used to it. But when they meet on a narrow road, they should always be polite and abide by the rules and etiquette, but the emperor ignored her as if he didn't see her. At that moment, Qingcheng only felt that his chest was flat, and his nostrils were sore, and he wanted to immediately close the door and cry.

The emperor had already seen Qingcheng, she was wearing a blue Shu brocade cheongsam and a pink dotted green rose hairpin, silent and quiet, and had no quarrel with the world. Although she wore a plain white cloak with dark stripes, she didn't even take the stove and stood empty-handed. He paused behind the corner gate, looked back, and saw that her waist was empty, trembling slightly in the cold wind, and a trace of pain slowly overflowed in his heart. There are countless women in the harem, but she is the only one who treats herself indifferently, does not figure out what she means, and refuses to bother to please herself.

To her, it was as if his favor was dispensable.

No one has ever dared to be so indifferent to his grace.