Wu Shulai peeked at the emperor, and saw that the wine glass in his hand trembled slightly, so frightened that he hurriedly knelt on the ground, kowtowed, and said: "The emperor is angry, and the slave wanted to play the report, but he forgot about it when he was busy." ”

The Emperor sneered, "Dog minion, you're busier than me. Remembering the delicate and empty figure under the palace wall, he immediately felt pity and asked, "When did Su Guiren come yesterday?" Why don't you come in and spread the word? ”

Wu Shulai said: "Su Guiren came to the Heart Cultivation Hall behind the lamp, and the slave also said that he wanted to report to the emperor, but Su Guiren himself said that he didn't need to. The palace maids and eunuchs who were waiting inside and outside the house saw Wu Shulai kneeling on the ground and kowtowing, and the emperor was furious and had already knelt down.

There was silence all around, and occasionally the cold wind blew on the cotton silk curtains, crackling softly.

The Emperor suddenly got up and walked straight outside. Wu Shulai was stunned, reacted immediately, and hurriedly got up and took the dragon pattern of the Ming Huang Su embroidered group chapter, chased after the emperor, and said cautiously: "Long live the lord, it has snowflakes, you can sit in a warm sedan chair." ”

The emperor ignored him and strode along the corridor. Wu Shulai followed suit, and said with a sad face: "Long live Lord, if you go in the snow, I'm afraid that Su Guiren won't be able to bear it." ”

Seeing the emperor's feet paused, Wu Shulai hurriedly gestured to the palace people below, and he himself personally served the emperor to put on a big coat, and the palace people presented tiger skin snow hats and copper stoves, and the emperor wore them slightly, and the warm sedan chair was waiting at the bottom of the steps.

Qingcheng pushed the window, and the cold wind swept the snowflakes on his face, and he felt a chill all over. Hai An came in from the court tremblingly, and said with a smile: "The snow in front of me hasn't melted yet, if it is another night tonight, don't think about going out tomorrow." ”

Erqi was tidying up the bed in the dormitory, and said jokingly: "No, I just want to make a pair of shoes to wear for the New Year, but I have to be free." ”

Hai'an saw Qingcheng standing in front of the window, and said with a sigh: "I was still thinking about it just now, where was the wind that made the room cold." She stretched out her hand to close the window and said to Qingcheng, "You don't care, be careful to fight the cold." ”

Qingcheng smiled: "The room is stuffy and out of breath. He was about to sleep in his clothes, but suddenly he heard a knock at the door. Hai An took a step towards the door and said loudly: "The master is going to rest, and I will talk about it tomorrow." ”

Standing outside was the little eunuch in front of the emperor, running out of breath, and he didn't hear what was being said inside, so he said with a big grin: "Master Qiyu, the slave is the little Guizi who is on an errand in front of the emperor, Grandpa Wu asked the slave to pass the word, the emperor has already driven to Yikun Palace, so you can prepare to take over." ”

When Hai'an heard this, he hurriedly pushed the door out, and after asking carefully, Fang Xi raised his eyebrows and said: "Erqi, come and wait for the master to dress, your hands and feet are sharp, I'm afraid that the holy car will go to the palace street." ”

Erqi didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly opened the cabinet to get clothes. Qingcheng felt inexplicable emotions in her heart, even she didn't understand herself, like joy, like panic, some expectation, and some fear. The five flavors are mixed, her mind is fluctuating, and the thousands of threads are intertwined in one place, which makes her panic.

She let Hai'an and Er Qi fiddle, wrapped a white fox fur soft silk lotus pattern cloak, wore flower pot shoes, turned the palace corridor, and held a paper umbrella to Yikun Gate to greet her. The night is vast, the snow reflects the sky, and the six-sided glazed treasure lamps sway with the wind.

She walked in a hurry, and in the heavy snow, a fine layer of sweat appeared on her back.