Wu Shulai breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Zhang Tingyu and Sun Jiagan are still waiting for the emperor in the Hongde Palace, but I'm afraid..." In this way, no one dared to persuade again.

In the small courtyard in the east of Zhongcui Palace, Qingcheng took a nap, took a decoction, draped a wool grass blanket on his shoulders, and stood under the window to practice plum blossom Xiaokai. Hai'an wrapped the Ming gold silk embroidered dragon pattern in a cloth bag, and said: "The slave and maid go to the internal affairs office to return the royal things, if the little master has anything, wait for the slave and maid to come back and then order." On the other hand, the slave and maid also asked when the people who were lacking under the little master would be sent. ”

Qingcheng didn't raise his head, and said, "Got it, let's go." ”

Her thoughts were chaotic, remembering that she met the holy car by the imperial pool yesterday, first gave herself a big coat, and then sent the imperial doctor to diagnose the pulse, she thought that the emperor would call her to sleep, and she was flustered for a while, but she thought about it too much. She wrote on her hand, but she didn't even know what was written, and after a while, she heard the sound of footsteps outside, thinking that Hai'an had returned, so she said, "Why is it so fast?" I'm thirsty, pour a glass of water. ”

The white porcelain cup was handed to his eyes, but it was clearly a man's hand.

The emperor said, "What are the people you are waiting for?" ”

Qingcheng bluffed, and the pen skimmed it out heavily, drawing a long thick line. The emperor looked at the handwriting on the paper and read: "This year's laughter will return to next year, and the autumn moon and spring breeze will be leisurely." The words are well written, but the verses are too bleak. ”

Qingcheng suddenly came back to his senses, and hurriedly curtsied, saying, "The emperor is blessed." ”

She has delicate eyebrows, not the kind of extremely beautiful woman, but her face is pale under the window, her eyes are as black as ink, the green silk hangs down her shoulders without rouge, and her lazy and tired appearance is also a little amorous.

The emperor still held the tea in his hand and said, "Aren't you thirsty?" ”

Qingcheng took it with both hands, but he didn't drink it, he put it on the table with his hand, looking quite panicked, and said, "The emperor, please take a seat, and the concubine will go to make tea." With that, he lifted the curtain and went out, Wu Shulai was waiting outside, and he had already asked the people in front of the emperor to hold the emperor's favorite Biluo Chunlai, and let the green orange go in. The emperor sat on the kang and looked around, Qingcheng stood beside him, his eyebrows lowered and his eyes lowered, and he twisted a handkerchief in his hand.

He smiled and said, "Are you afraid of me? ”

Qingcheng's voice was faint, and he said, "The concubine doesn't dare." ”

The emperor has always disliked women to be timid in front of him, but now he suddenly realized that the woman's shy appearance is also extremely beautiful. He patted the pale ink-colored silk cushion on his side and said, "Come here." Qingcheng took a step forward and stopped moving.

The emperor said patiently, "Sit down." ”

Qingcheng panicked and curtched: "The concubine doesn't dare." ”

Outside the window, there was a sudden torrential rain, which smashed on the eaves, and the emperor glanced at the sky, but laughed, and said, "I have to go to the Hongde Hall to speak, and I finally took the time to see you." It's good that you are so bold that I let you sit down, and you dare to disobey your orders. After a pause, he said, "Don't say you don't dare!" ”

Qingcheng pursed his lips, revealing a shallow pear vortex, and said, "Yes." She sat down beside the emperor, still with her face hanging slightly, not daring to look up. The emperor was close to his ear, his breath was crisp and numb blowing on her sideburns, diffusing a faint fragrance of the dragon's birthday, and he said softly: "I won't eat you again, what are you afraid of?" Her hand rested on the edge of the kang, and he reached out to cover it, only to feel that she was all over, like a frightened deer, and her eyes were full of fear.