The emperor's face is colorless, so people can't see joy and anger. Qingcheng was prostrate on the ground, his forehead touching the soft woolen blanket, and his face turned pale. The emperor suddenly crouched down, picked up her hand, and asked, "Don't you feel pain?" ”

Qingcheng looked up, only to realize that the tiger's mouth on his right hand was scalded red by boiling water, as if it was burning on the stove, burning the pain of the fire. The emperor stared at her fixedly, her eyes were obviously frightened, trembling all over, and her eyes were like wounded little beasts, which made people feel distressed and pity.

He gently rubbed her fingertips and said softly, "You... Don't be afraid. ”

Qingcheng looked at him, and there was a glass lamp high behind him, and the translucent light reflected his shadow on hers, making her slightly dizzy. She seemed to have been poured into ecstasy soup, and looked directly at him in a trance, extremely rude.

Seeing that she was lost and depressed, the emperor couldn't help but hook his lips and smile, and said, "Get up, I'm not angry." Then he commanded outward: "Jing Tao, bring the imperial aloe vera ointment." ”

The two sat on the kang table next to the imperial case, Jing Tao presented a copper pot inlaid with gold and engraved moire, the emperor took it, opened the lid easily, and picked the dark green ointment with a copper pick. Qingcheng's hand rested on the kang table, and when he saw the emperor like this, he couldn't help shrinking and said, "Don't dare to work for the emperor." ”

Hongli glanced at her, only to see her slightly sideways, her face lowered, and her expression was quite uneasy.

He put the copper picket back into the medicine jar, pushed it in front of her, and said, "This aloe vera cream is very effective in treating burns, and it will be fine if you rub it two or three times." ”

Qingcheng said respectfully: "Thank you for the emperor's reward." ”

She carefully picked out the ointment, spread it evenly on the tiger's mouth, cooled to the bones, and sure enough, the pain stopped. The two of them were speechless for a while, the bright moon hung high outside the window, the pale white moonlight was like milk and smoke, and the emperor suddenly said: "I am tired from watching the music, you accompany me to the back garden for a walk." ”

Qingcheng hurriedly got up and responded, "Yes." ”

The place of the Heart Cultivation Hall is large, and every ten or so steps, there is a floor-to-ceiling green gauze cover lamp with a dim yellow dark light. The emperor walked away, Qingcheng carried a sheep's horn glass lamp with him, and the guard of honor retreated to a hundred steps away, and the night was quiet, and there were insects and frogs from time to time. Walk all the way down the small stone path between the flower branches, turn a few corners, and the honor guards are gone.

The Emperor stretched out his hand and said, "I'm here to carry the lantern." ”

Qingcheng naturally didn't dare, and was busy pushing back, but the emperor said again: "Your hand was burned just now, and it is uncomfortable to carry the lantern." ”

Qingcheng shook his head and said, "It's not in the way, how can it be so delicate." The surroundings were dim, and they couldn't see each other's expressions clearly, but they felt that there seemed to be something sticky in the air, like a thousand knotted webs, which could not be torn apart. He grabbed her other hand and led her slowly in the moonlight.

He muttered in a low voice, "It's the first time I've walked with someone. She turned to look at him with a sense of confusion. After half a sound, he was stunned and said: "As long as the emperor speaks, anyone will be willing to accompany the emperor for a walk." ”

The emperor paused and asked, "Then are you willing?" ”

Qingcheng didn't want the emperor to ask him, so before he could think about it, he said, "Of course the concubine is willing." The emperor knew that she was afraid of Shengwei, but he still smiled, tightened his palm, released it again, and said, "It's getting late, go back." ”

It was the end of the hour, Wu Shulai led everyone to follow in the distance, and when he saw the emperor turn around, he sent someone to the palace to spread the word. The people of the Si Bedroom Palace of Xinuan Pavilion hurriedly laid out the arrangements, prepared clothes, bedding, towels, spittoons and other things, and prepared for the emperor to come back and sleep.