It's getting hotter and hotter, and summer hasn't arrived yet, and Qingcheng has lived in Qingyunzhai to escape the heat. The small courtyard built on the west side of the main hall has been completed, and after choosing a date, Yongying moved in with his own teaching mother and nursing mother. The west courtyard is not big, and the windows of the palace are all made of whole glass, which is spacious and clean, and the light is excellent.

The emperor's mind fell on Changchun Palace, and he did not set foot in Yikun Palace for several days. Qingcheng finished handling the affairs of the six palaces, and at noon, he had dinner and was about to take a nap, when a little eunuch came to offer: "Pure master, long live the master to Yikun Gate." Qingcheng was stunned, not wanting him to be driving at this time. Then he got up, lifted the curtain and greeted him.

The sun is scorching, the Hunan bamboo curtain has been hung under the corridor, and there are several cylinders of lotus in the courtyard, which is faintly fragrant. The begonias bloomed, pink and white petals, and were swept by the wind in late spring and early summer, and fell all over the ground. The emperor reduced his clothes, and only wore a thin robe embroidered with apricot yellow silk and gold dragon, and his feet were covered with black boots, and his braids were combed brightly, which looked extremely neat.

Qingcheng blessed his body according to the rite and said, "The emperor is blessed." "If the concubine has not seen the holy face for too long, she will make a great prostration. Qingcheng is often exempt from courtesy, and he does not see the emperor for a few days, and he only performs regular courtesy. The emperor knew that she had a plan, smiled and took her hand, walked through the courtyard where butterfly petals were flying, and said, "I heard that Yongying has moved to the west courtyard, so I will come and see." Qingcheng said in a low voice: "It's already the day before yesterday." The emperor looked back at her with a smile and said, "I know." ”

Seeing the two of them enter the house, Er Qi was overjoyed, took two cups of cool rose dew from the well, put them in a vermilion lacquer plate, presented them, and said with a smile: "Long live the lord, if you don't feel enough, there are still in the kitchen." With that, he stepped back to the side and stood still. The emperor came all the way from under the sun, sweating all the way, and glanced at Qingcheng, but Qingcheng had no intention of waiting for him to change clothes. Erqi felt that the atmosphere in the room was not right, and looked at Hai'an, who glanced at her and left silently together.

The emperor said, "My hair is drenched with sweat, you can wash my hair." ”

Qingcheng breathed a sigh of relief, went outside and ordered Hai'an to prepare water, and ordered someone to fetch soaphorns, sesame oil, etc., and turned around to stand in the hall, still not talking to the emperor. The Emperor asked, "Where do I wash my hair?" Qingcheng pursed her lips and said after a pause: "It's in the flower hall." The emperor acted as if nothing had happened, and asked the palace people to put the small couch in the room and lie on the couch on his back.

The palace people held warm water, towels, pancreas, pig lings and other phenological on both sides, Qingcheng rolled up his sleeves, sat on the small pestle, untied the golden dragon embroidered silk silk, combed the hair with rhinoceros horn, slowly combed through, and asked the palace people to pour warm water. Soak the hair in water first, until it is soaked, then wipe on the soap horn and pig ling, put it in the palm of your hand and rub it carefully, wash it three times, and then wipe it with a clean thick towel until it is half dry. The emperor said: "It's still itchy on my head, you help me scratch it." ”

In the past, in the Yangxin Palace, there was a eunuch who specially pressed his head to tickle for him, and by the way, he would press the shoulder and cervical spine. Qingcheng said: "I'll call the eunuch to come by pressing his head." The emperor was not as majestic as before, and he smiled: "I just want you to press it." ”

Qingcheng said: "I didn't press it well. ”

The emperor said, "I said that if you press well, you will be fine." "Qingcheng is angry and angry, but he doesn't dare to be disobedient. In fact, she often pinched his back and beat his legs, and she never made a mistake or omission, and it was almost the same.

Qingcheng's ten fingers gently rubbed the acupuncture points on his head for him, he closed his eyes comfortably and almost fell asleep. Until Wu Shulai raised his head outside and said, "Long live Lord, it's time to go and speak." ”

The emperor sat up, and Qingcheng hurriedly took a comb to braid his hair, and finally applied another layer of sesame oil.

Sent to Yikun Gate, the emperor asked with a smile: "Have you lost your anger?" Qingcheng didn't look at him, looked at the end of the palace street with a biased face, and said, "What can I be angry about." The emperor pinched her cheek and said with a heavy breath: "I have been putting on a face for a long time, and it should be about the same." In this palace, no one dares to shake off their faces. And he said, "Okay, then you say, how can you get rid of your anger?" ”

For green oranges, this is not a question of whether to dissipate or not to dissipate.

Rather, jealousy.

It's jealousy like never before. When he first accepted the favor, he didn't even dare to think that he could be favored by the emperor. Later, when her grace grew, she was sure that the emperor would never snub her. And now, even if he doesn't snub himself, she can't see him being nice to other women. Even if it's a queen, she'll still... Eat one's heart out.

Somehow, it was nothing, and as soon as he said this, Qingcheng only felt that the tip of his nose was sour, his throat was dull and painful, and his eyelids blinked, and he burst into tears. The emperor hadn't seen her cry for a long time, so he immediately panicked and said, "What's the matter?" Am I wrong? If you don't want to say it, forget it, I'll coax you to play. "There are dozens of palace people waiting around, and when they encounter such a situation, they all can't wait to find a crack in the ground, so as not to make the masters angry and harm themselves.

Wu Shulai took a hundred steps back with the guard of honor, and ordered everyone to turn their backs and not to steal.

The more Qingcheng thought about it, the more sour it became, and the more she cried, the more relieved she felt, and she couldn't stop crying. The emperor had nothing to do, so he circled around her with his hands behind his back a few times, looked at her blankly for a while, and then turned around a few times before stroking her back and said eagerly: "If you don't say it yourself, where can I guess?" What's so unsatisfactory about you, even though I can't listen to you? Then he wiped his hands around her face and said, "Don't cry, if you cry again, I will cry too." ”

He drooped his lips and pretended.

Qingcheng stared at him and sobbed, "Dignified... Emperor of the Qing Dynasty... What to say... Not serious. The emperor didn't understand, why she was so talkative, she was not moved, and casually said a joke, and she was discouraged. Then he said: "I will go back and compress my eyes with a tea bag, be careful of swelling." Qingcheng pouted and said, "If it's swollen, it's swollen, and no one will look at it anyway." ”

The emperor made a gesture to slap her little mouth, and said with a smile: "Whatever I say, you have to push it back, right?" ”

Qingcheng pushed him out and said, "Okay, go to Hongde Hall quickly, don't let the ministers wait for a long time." She kept being angry, didn't give him a good look, and finally had a glow, but he wanted to leave again, and he couldn't help but be reluctant. In the evening, the emperor dispersed from the Hongde Palace, and he didn't even return to the Heart Cultivation Palace, so he directly drove the Yikun Palace.

The Jiangning Weaving Bureau paid ten horses for high-grade spring forging, and the emperor sent two horses with the queen mother, one each for the queen, Xian Fei, Shun Fei, Jia Fei and the Mongolian county lord Jing Concubine. Another horse was given to the eldest princess, and the remaining two horses were moved to Yikun Palace. Most of the satin in spring is cut into summer clothes, and the green orange is still thin.

Hai'an compared the silk to Qingcheng on his body, and Qingcheng said: "The material is too thin, and it is impermeable to make a skirt with two layers." The emperor was originally writing in the study, but he came over at some point and said, "It's good for me to look at it, it's boring to have two floors." Qingcheng replied: "That's not possible, it doesn't take two layers, and you can even see it in your belly pocket when you wear it, what it looks like." The Emperor rubbed her waist.

Biting into her ear, "It's better not to have a belly pocket...", he muttered in a low voice, and the orange's face was red to the neck.

The palace people in the house couldn't hear the emperor's jokes, and they were all respectful and humble.

In the past two days and nights, Qingcheng often heard Yongying crying, but he couldn't bear to look at him. Mother and child always have to live separately, it is better to sharpen as soon as possible. The emperor was half asleep, listening to her turn over, and said lazily: "What, can't you sleep?" Qingcheng opened his eyes and looked at the top of the tent and said, "Yongying is crying, and when he stops crying, I can sleep." ”

The emperor rubbed his eyes, took her sideways in his arms, and said, "He is a boy, he should have been independent a long time ago." Qingcheng said: "I know, but I'm still worried." Then he came face to face and said, "Shall I go and see?" He has been crying for half an hour, and he won't cry after a quarter of an hour, could it be that he is sick? The emperor patted her on the head and said, "If he is sick, will the nurse dare to hide it?" Someone will be called to tell you. Since no one came, it was naturally fine. ”

Qingcheng was worried and said, "If it's okay, why is he still crying for half an hour?" ”

The emperor squinted his eyes and smiled lightly, and said, "Like you!" He said this to make fun of her crying in the afternoon, Qingcheng pressed his nose, did not let him breathe, and said coquettishly: "I told you to laugh at me." The emperor ignored her, pressed his nose, and could inhale with his mouth, he was very indifferent. Qingcheng went to cover his mouth again, and said triumphantly: "Now it's up to you what you do." ”

Unexpectedly, he opened his mouth, bit her finger, and used three points of strength to make her exclaim: "Ah, it hurts! The palace maid who was keeping vigil was listening outside, thinking that there was movement inside, and was about to make a look at the palace attendants, but Qingcheng had already put on a cloak and walked out. The palace maid hurriedly said, "What does the master command?" ”

Qingcheng said: "I'm going to the West Courtyard and carry the lantern." ”

The palace people were embarrassed and said, "Long live the Lord is still inside..."Before the words were finished, the emperor had already put on his robe and said, "I will go with you." It's been half a year since Gong Street hit a "ghost", but he is still a little worried. Out of the door, the night was low, and the blue sky was clear in the moonlight. The two walked hand in hand, and there were palace lanterns in front and behind, illuminating a halo under their feet.

Yongying cried so much that her ears and neck were bloody, her throat was hoarse, and her face was full of tears. Qingcheng was distressed and unbearable, and hurriedly hugged Yongying from the nurse's hand, and coaxed: "Eniang's careful liver, it's okay, don't cry..." E-niang, why are you here now? Yongying misses you so much. I don't want to live alone in the West Courtyard, I want to live with E-Niang, I want to live with E-Niang..."

Qingcheng patted his back softly, shaking his body, and said softly: "Yongying is good, Yongying doesn't cry... Yongying is a little man, a shell of the Qing Dynasty, not afraid of anything, Yongying is brave, Yongying is not afraid..."

Coaxed like this, and in less than half an hour, Yongying fell into a deep sleep. Qingcheng carefully put Yongying back on the couch, wiped his face with a warm towel, and returned to Qingyunzhai with the emperor. The emperor wrapped her tightly in his arms and said with a smile: "When you can coax me like Yongying, I will be satisfied." ”

Qingcheng snorted and said, "Hurry up and go to bed, Ming'er will go to court." ”

Half a month later, the emperor and queen went to Shoukang Palace to serve the queen mother for dinner. The Queen Mother was very happy, hugged Yongcong and teased, and rewarded a pair of gold and jade engraved Ruyi peace pattern foot rings to show grace. The emperor smiled and said: "Yongcong has become a dream, and when he is older, I will personally teach him to ride and shoot and read." The queen was overjoyed when she heard this, and said: "With the emperor's care, Yongcong will definitely live up to expectations." ”

After eating, the three generations of grandparents sat in the flower hall and gossiped to eat.

The Queen Mother took a sip of fragrant tea, nodded the corners of her lips with a frost-colored chrysanthemum veil, and said, "The queen is in good health, and she should also take care of all the things in the six palaces." She raised her eyes to look at the emperor and said, "The mourning family knows that you value the pure concubine, but she has a narrow character and has no virtue to dominate the harem." The mourning family heard that the former concubine went to greet her, and she also ate the closed-door soup. Acting like this, how can the six houses be harmonious? ”

The emperor's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and then he smiled: "The queen mother is right, as long as you learn the rules of etiquette slowly, it will not be a discord in the six palaces." "The queen has the intention to seize power, but the emperor doesn't speak, if she acts toughly, it will inevitably make the six palaces talk about it, and lose the middle palace Fengyi. Today, the Queen Mother mentioned it, but it was not easy to show it too much, so she said: "Since the concubine is pregnant, the concubine has been taking care of the trivial matters in the palace, big and small, although there is improper handling, but there is no mistake or omission, and the concubine feels at ease." ”

The Queen Mother bowed her head and said: "It's still the queen who has measures and takes into account the overall situation." ”

The emperor said: "The queen is the mother of the Qing Dynasty, and the harem should be controlled by her." It's just that she gave birth to Yongcong, and there are many places to work in the future, and I am worried that her body will not be able to hold on. After a pause, he said: "Let Concubine Chun assist the queen and deal with the palace affairs together." At this point, the emperor had already regressed, and the queen did not dare to force it, so she bent her knees and said: "The concubine obeys the order." ”

After chatting for a while, the queen was tired, and the emperor and queen took her leave. When she was about to turn around, the Queen Mother suddenly said: "Emperor, Concubine Xian is sick on the couch and has not come to Shoukang Palace for a few days, you go to see it on behalf of the mourning family." The emperor said: "My son knows, and the queen mother can rest assured." When the emperor and queen got up, Mama Yan knelt on the ground and waited for the queen mother to change her sleeping shoes, and said, "Why do you want to help the queen again?" ”

The Queen Mother smiled faintly and said: "The emperor had a dislike with Concubine Xian for the affairs of the Emperor Gao's concubine, and the queen tightened her power, but she was pregnant again, and the emperor suddenly let the pure concubine who had always been indisputable take power, the queen must be anxious. After all, she gave birth to Yongcong, and the mourning family gave her a reassuring pill today, so that she could raise her heirs in peace and stability. ”

Mama Yan was convinced, and said with a smile: "The Queen Mother worries about the harem every day, I hope the Queen can understand your intentions." The Queen Mother snorted lightly and said, "Don't say it, I asked the emperor to go to see Concubine Xian, and the queen may secretly hate me." Mama Yan comforted: "The Queen Mother is the world, if the Queen Mother is confused, then no one can help her." ”

The master and servant muttered a few words, and gradually fell silent.

The sun was overcast, and the cool evening breeze was blowing in the sky. Qingcheng helped Hai'an to watch the palace maids pick roses in the courtyard, a basket of buds, a basket of fully blooming, and another basket of fast blooming. The emperor quietly stood behind him, picked up the rose petals and rubbed them with his fingertips, and said with a smile: "Are they all made of rose dew?" ”

As soon as Hai An turned around, he made a big jump, and hurriedly asked for peace. The palace people who picked flowers also stopped their work and knelt on the ground and kowtowed. The emperor's face was happy, and he seemed to be in a good mood, and he smiled: "Get up, do whatever you want." He looked at Qingcheng again and said, "I have to make a few jars of this!" Qingcheng smiled: "It's not all for food." ”

She pointed to the basket by basket and explained: "This basket of flowers is still bone, the freshest, and it is very good to boil clear dew." This basket is already in bloom and fragrant enough to be made into rouge. ”

The emperor saw that there was another basket next to him, and he said, "The color of this basket has dimmed, so I can only throw it away." ”

Qingcheng shook his head and said, "Although it was defeated, it was as good as it was dried." Every time you bathe, sprinkle a layer of flower petals into the warm soup, and the fragrance is strong. The emperor never knew that roses could be used so much, nodded and said with a smile: "It seems that I have detained your silver flowers, so I have to make dew and rouge by myself." Qingcheng led him to the house and said, "You are used to eating the rose dew here, no matter how good the tribute is outside, I am afraid that you will not love it." ”

Waiting for the emperor to change his clothes, Er Qi carved a small plum blossom-shaped tea tray with vermilion lacquer, held a white glaze plain bowl from an official kiln, and said with a smile: "Long live the lord, please drink tea." The emperor asked, "What tea?" Er Qi said in a hurry, and said: "It's the first-class daughter Biluochun, and the tea is not important, this water is rare." The emperor liked Erqi's audacity and asked, "What is so strange about water?" Er Qi wanted to speak and stopped, seeing that Qingcheng seemed to be smiling, knowing that he was reckless, he hurriedly said: "The slave and maid lost their words, please forgive the emperor." Qingcheng couldn't help but smile and said, "Since the emperor asked you to say it, why didn't you say it?" ”

Er Qi blushed, if it was in another palace, anyone who was the master would think that it was a slave who wanted to flatter in front of the Long Live Lord, Er Qi did not have a sea peace of mind, and did not think of this layer. When I saw the appearance of Qingcheng just now, I felt a thrill in my heart, and suddenly realized something, so I hurriedly stopped talking. But she didn't want to, Qingcheng didn't care, and let her continue.

The emperor was so powerful that he immediately understood the subtlety. A smile tugged at the corner of his lips, a "I don't know anything" expression. Er Qi restrained his expression, a little more respectful, and said: "Long live the lord, this water is a few years ago, when the pure master first moved into the Yikun Palace, the snow water collected in Meilin has been buried under the begonia tree for six or seven years, and it is the most sweet and frivolous. ”

Qingcheng said: "I forgot it somehow, but fortunately, Hai'an suddenly remembered, dug it up and took a look, and really buried two urns." The emperor drank half a bowl carefully, felt that the taste was really different, and smiled: "The queen mother loves to drink tea, you send an urn to Shoukang Palace." Coincidentally, Yongzhang came to ask for peace after he broke up from school, and Qingcheng ordered Erqi to pack the snow water in a food box and give it to the little eunuch to hold, so that Yongzhang could go to the Queen Mother to ask for peace. Yongzhang was close to the Queen Mother and left happily.

After using the evening wine and snacks, the green orange was fine, and he sat diagonally by the kang and embroidered the purse. The emperor flipped through the book at will, and said very casually: "The queen has been out of confinement, and you should tell her a lot about the affairs in the harem." Qingcheng didn't raise his head, only hummed. The emperor looked at her for a while, and said, "You don't have anything to ask me?" Qingcheng said: "Yes." The emperor smiled and said, "Then you have to open your mouth, and I will know." Qingcheng flicked it into the sewing box and said, "Is it okay to embroider two lotus flowers on the purse?" ”

The emperor was stunned for a moment and said in disbelief: "You just ask this?" ”

Qingcheng looked up blankly and said, "Don't ask this, what do you want to ask?" He raised the unfinished purse in his hand to show him, and said: "I originally wanted to embroider the golden dragon, but the material is light yellow, which is really not worthy, and it would be good if it was embroidered with a lotus." If you don't like it, you can still give it to Yongzhang..."The emperor lost the book and interrupted: "Have you listened to me?" Qingcheng said: "I've been listening." He smiled again: "Don't you want me to give up the right to control the six palaces?" It doesn't hurt if you say it straight. ”

The emperor was taken aback again and asked, "Don't you feel lost in your heart?" ”

Qingcheng looked at the emperor fixedly, sneered, and said, "What do I have to lose, it was originally the queen's thing, and now it's just to be returned to her." Besides, I don't have to worry about the affairs in the palace, I eat tea every day to play with Yongzhang Yongying, I am very happy. The emperor thought about it for a long time before he spoke, not wanting her to take it to heart at all.

The Emperor also smiled and said, "I am very pleased that you can think so. Then he stepped directly over the kang table and sat behind Qingcheng, wrapped his arms around her waist, and exhaled in his ear: "How do you want me to reward you?" ”

Qingcheng pretended to be deaf and dumb, shook his head again and again, and said, "I don't want any reward." The emperor kissed her earlobe and said, "No, I must reward you..."

There were blood beads on his index finger, Qingcheng hurriedly threw away the needle and thread, held it down with his other hand, and said angrily: "Don't make trouble." She was about to get up to get something to stop the bleeding, but the emperor pulled her and didn't let her go, and smiled: "It's okay, what's the matter with a needle prick, let's do something serious." Qingcheng was so amused by him that he couldn't cry or laugh, and said, "We have something serious to do..." The kiss whimpered.

The next day, the emperor had dinner in the Yangxin Palace, and was about to go to the Hongde Hall to speak. Out of the door of raising the heart, I suddenly remembered that Concubine Xian was slightly ill and the Queen Mother had entrusted me, so I said: "Go to Jingren Palace." Wu Shulai understood it well and didn't dare to ask more. From the Yangxin Palace to Jingren Palace, you have to pass through a small garden, and the ordinary emperor walks the palace street, and today he is in a hurry, so he takes a shortcut into the garden.

Except for Wu Shulai, the emperor only followed two eunuchs, and the four of them did not publicize and walked quickly. Walking along the winding gravel path and turning the rockery, you are greeted by a grape branch with palm-sized green leaves, like a natural barrier. The emperor didn't care, but when he saw someone under the shelf, he glanced at it casually.

Now in late spring and early summer, flowers and leaves are flourishing everywhere, and a little girl is squatting in an old green palace skirt, burning paper money in the open space, and there are words in her mouth. Wu Shulai's head rang loudly, he was really restless. There are rules in the palace that do not allow palace people to lay the foundation privately, one is afraid of attracting lonely souls and wild ghosts, and the other is afraid of walking water and catching fire, which is really unsafe.

Wu Shulai shouted: "Who is where!" The little girl trembled, knowing that she was exposed, she didn't even dare to turn her head back, so she got up and ran. The two eunuchs with the emperor caught up with him in a few steps, strangled the little girl left and right, and grabbed the emperor for questioning. When the little girl saw that it was the emperor, her liver trembled, and she suddenly became soft as mud.