On one side of the sky, the slight clouds are lightly collected, and the faint blue sky is like a piece of light-colored glass, clear and clear. A round of the sun hangs high in the sky, and in a moment, everything in the world is plated with a layer of gold.

In the Linhua Hall of the Hook Yi Palace, there are layers of crystal curtains hanging sparsely, and the landscape screen of glazed jade stands quietly. The cold crystal, the cold jade, stunned to block the heat outside the house. Under the blue screen window, the sea beast grape pattern hollow smoker is burning with agarwood, and the smoke is curling, wisps, and surrounding. Outside the window, the green locust and high willow shadows are full of shadows, and the sound of new cicadas is stopped, which is cool and quiet. However, Liu Yuanzhi did not take a cool spot in the hall, but took a group of palace maids and chamberlains to dry the books in the open space in front of the hall.

The summer sun is always scorching, although the heat is steaming, and the hot people are a little unbearable, but this hot day is a good time to dry books. Liu Yuanzhi has always liked to read, and there are a lot of books in the Linhua Palace, and now she takes advantage of this good day to take them out and dry them.

At this time, everyone was busy, and someone outside came to spread the word, saying that the summer clothes newly cut by the Shangyi Bureau for the masters of the palaces were ready, and the palaces sent people to the Shangyi Bureau to collect them.

"Summer clothes? Didn't you just do it some time ago? The little palace maid Luping was a little puzzled.

"Xu Yes, there are new silk cloths in other places, and the emperor ordered the Shangyi Bureau to add some, such a situation has happened in previous years." Qingli fiddled with the book in his hand and explained by the way.

Xiao Guizi was carrying books back and forth inside and out, and he was already sweating profusely, and when he heard the word, he actively ran to Liu Yuanzhi's side, and said with a simple and sincere face, "Little master, let the slaves go to the Shangyi Bureau, the sisters on a hot day are hard, and the slaves will not get in the way." ”

At this time, Hanyue was walking out of the hall with a tray on which there were seven or eight small bowls, and the small bowls contained the sour plum soup she had just made. When she heard this, she walked up to Xiao Guizi and quipped, "I'd better go, manual work like moving books is inseparable from your labor!" ”

When Xiao Guizi heard this, he reached out and scratched his head, "It's the same." His silly appearance made everyone laugh, Xiao Guizi saw that everyone was laughing, so he also laughed, and for a while in front of the Linhua Palace, it was not lively, and even the pomegranate flowers that were in full swing on the side were inferior.

"Look at you sweating profusely, drink a bowl of sour plum soup to relieve the heat, and rest for a while before doing it." Hanyue said, holding the tray.

Xiao Guizi smiled and reached out to take a small bowl, "Thank you, Sister Yue'er." ”

Then, Han Yue walked to everyone's side and distributed the sour plum soup in the tray one by one.

"The sour plum soup made by Sister Yue'er is really delicious, and my bowl of belly makes the whole person feel a lot cooler." Xiao Lizi said with a grin.

"No, with Sister Yue'er here, we have a mouthful." Luping also added on the side.

Han Yue smiled, "You guys, isn't this flattery just to let me make more food for you in the future." Hearing this, Xiao Lizi and Luping glanced at each other and grinned.

Han Yue then walked to Liu Yuanzhi's side and persuaded, "Little master, it's a big day outside, don't stand under the sun for too long, be careful about heat stroke." ”

"You also know that it's a big day outside, and you have to go to the Shangyi Bureau." Liu Yuanzhi said angrily, "Hey, that's it, that's it, I know I can't make sense of you, you can go, just remember, go under the shade of the tree, it's cooler." Han Yue answered and walked out of the Linhua Palace.

The Linhua Hall is full of green trees, so I don't feel anything, and now I come out for a walk to find out how hot it is. I just went to the Shangyi Bureau and came back, and Han Yue was already sweating. The scorching sun was in the sky, the sun was like fire, and the sun made people a little dizzy. Han Yue held the newly made clothes in her hand and stepped up her steps towards the Linhua Palace.

Coincidentally, this huge palace, so many palace roads, just met Sun Yuwei on this palace road. Han Yue sighed secretly in her heart, I am afraid that what Liu Yuanzhi said that day was about to become a prophecy. It's very far away from Changxin Palace, but she also met Sun Yuwei, she really doesn't look for trouble, trouble will find her.

From a distance, I saw Sun Yuwei sitting on the sedan chair, gently shaking the silk fan in her hand, and slowly fanning it one by one, extremely lazy and charming. Hanyue stopped, stepped aside, bowed her head, and saluted. I wish Sun Yuwei hadn't noticed her.

However, in this world, the heavens often do not fulfill their wishes, and Sun Yuwei's sedan chair stopped in front of the cold moon. Seeing this, Han Yue bowed down and said, "The slave has seen Sun Baolin. ”

Han Yue finished saluting, but she didn't see Sun Yuwei calling her to get up. Sun Yuwei sat on the sedan chair and looked at her condescendingly, her eyes full of mockery and banter.

This Sun Yuwei is also really torturous, at this time, Han Yue is holding her new clothes in both hands, and she bends down to salute, which is more difficult than kneeling and saluting. In addition, the sun was shining on the top of Hanyue's head at this moment, scorching hot, and after a while, a layer of sweat appeared on Hanyue's forehead, and the sweat droplets condensed into beads, flowing down Hanyue's black sideburns.

Despite this, Cold Moon still maintained the movement of bending down and saluting, not moving at all, silent as before. Here, Sun Yuwei is the master, and she is just a little palace maid, if the master doesn't say anything to let her get up, even if she stands up as a stone statue, she can't get up anyway. If not, it would give Sun Yuwei an excuse to punish her.

Sun Yuwei glanced at Han Yue mockingly, and said leisurely, "Who should I be?" It turned out to be you. Hehe, weren't you quite good at calling before? What's going on now? Dumb? She said, as if she remembered something, and suddenly realized, "Oh, yes, the dog owner is not here today, no one is there to support you, and you pug dare not bark." When she finished speaking, she covered her mouth with a silk fan and giggled.

Sun Yuwei has always liked to speak quickly, she saw that Hanyue was scolded by her so badly, and she still didn't dare to refute it, and her heart was very happy. She finished saying this, but she still had no intention of getting Hanyue up. Hanyue squatted for a long time, her legs couldn't help but tremble slightly, and she tried her best to stabilize her body and maintain the posture of saluting.

Just as Han Yue was secretly complaining in her heart, a clear and somewhat alienated voice suddenly came from not far behind her, "Sun Baolin." ”

When Sun Yuwei heard the sound, she raised her eyes and saw Nangong Heng, who was wearing an indigo wide-sleeved brocade robe, coming here. "Become a king." Sun Yuwei nodded in greeting, "King Cheng is from Chengming Palace?" ”

"Exactly, Fang just finished discussing political affairs with his father, and he is about to leave the palace at this moment." Nangong Heng walked to Han Yue's side, glanced at Han Yue, who was still bent down, and asked casually, "What happened?" ”

Sun Yuwei glanced at Han Yue, and said with some dissatisfaction, "This palace maid who doesn't have long eyes just bumped into me, and I'm teaching her a lesson, so that she can have a longer memory, so as not to bump into other ladies in the future." In front of Nangong Heng, it was impossible for Sun Yuwei to admit that she deliberately embarrassed Han Yue, and then casually said a high-sounding reason. Speaking of which, this Sun Yuwei is really a good hand at reversing right and wrong, and she can make her say that white is black.

Nangong Hengjun raised his eyebrows and said, "Sun Baolin is really a model of the harem, in order to teach a palace maid, he is willing to stay under the scorching sun for so long. If the concubines in this harem are as dedicated and hands-on as Sun Baolin, why can't they cure these minions. ”

Nangong Heng said this, his words were full of banter and ridicule, but Sun Yuwei didn't hear the ridicule, and thought that Nangong Heng was really praising her. When Han Yue saw it, he felt very funny.

"The king is too famous, how embarrassed am I to say that." Sun Yuwei's heart was full of complacency, she also planned to say a few words to Nangong Heng, but when she raised her eyes, she saw that Nangong Heng's eyes did not have the slightest smile, but were as cold as the ice and snow in December.

Sun Yuwei couldn't help but feel a stirring, as if a basin of ice water in the thirty-nine days was pouring down on her, exuding bursts of coolness all over her body, where is the feeling of being in the middle of summer?

The face is like a crown of jade, the thin lips are slightly crushed, the black hair is tied up with a gold crown inlaid with jade, the neckline and cuffs of the indigo broad-sleeved brocade robe are embroidered with silver silk flowing moire, and the waist is tied with a wide-brimmed brocade belt with a dark auspicious cloud pattern, and then a piece of mutton fat white jade pendant with good color. But for some reason, his eyes were so gloomy, just one glance made people's hearts furious, and it felt like being targeted by a poisonous snake.

Sun Yuwei was stunned in her heart, scared for no reason, so she didn't dare to look any further, at this time she just wanted to leave this place quickly, "Now the lesson is over, I see that this day is really powerful, so I will go back first, Chengwang, please do it." Sun Yuwei said, and hurriedly ordered the attendants to carry the sedan chair and leave.

After seeing Sun Yuwei leave, Han Yue finally didn't have to maintain this posture anymore. She let out a long sigh of relief and slowly stood up. Xu was bent over too long, his legs were a little numb, and Han Yue didn't stand firmly, and his body tilted to the side. Fortunately, Nangong Heng's eyes were quick and he helped Han Yue, who had lost his center of gravity.

In an instant, a crisp scent of herbs and trees swept through the tip of the cold moon's nose. Nangong Heng's fingers are slender and white, with distinct joints, and they are very good-looking. The palace maids' clothes in summer are all water-green gauze clothes, because the clothes are light and thin, the cold moon can clearly feel the temperature from Nangong Heng's fingertips when he holds her arm. Suddenly, her face felt slightly hot.

"Thank you for your help." Han Yue was sincerely grateful, "I didn't think about it, every time I was embarrassed, I would be met by the prince." ”

Nangong Heng gently let go of Han Yue's arm, and his movements were a little hesitant, "Maybe it's the will of heaven." Nangong Heng muttered, he said it very lightly, and Han Yue didn't pay attention to it for a while.

"Lord Wang, what did you say?" Hanyue asked.

"I don't always happen to be able to break the siege for you, and you'll have to rely on yourself in the future." Nangong Heng said, "Okay, it's hot, go back quickly, I'm going out of the palace too." ”

When Han Yue heard this, she bowed according to the rules, and the two parted ways here.