Han Yue had just come out of the tea pavilion of the palace bureau after taking the Lu'an melon slices, and after a while, there was a drizzle in the sky. Han Yue saw that the rain had stopped, and because the journey to the teahouse was not very far, she didn't bring an umbrella. Who knew that God likes to joke with people so much, so unsatisfactory.

The palace road on a rainy day is exceptionally deserted, and it is rare to see a few palace maids, but they are all passing by in a hurry. Seeing that the raindrops seemed to be getting bigger, Han Yue hurriedly protected a jar of Lu'an melon slices in her hand and covered it with her sleeves, while she herself hurried to Linhua Hall in the rain.

The rain was heavy and hazy. Han Yue was in a hurry, and if she didn't pay attention, she almost bumped into someone who came headlong. Fortunately, she stopped her steps in time and stabilized herself.

Han Yue raised her eyes and saw that the person in front of her was Nangong Heng, who had just come out of Zhaoyang Palace. "The slave has seen the king." Even though she was a little embarrassed in the rain, Hanyue still saluted properly.

Nangong Heng looked at the cold moon, only to see that her hair was wet in her bun, and her clothes were also wet, and the crystal rain condensed into water droplets on her long eyelashes, trembling slightly as she blinked. In addition to the gorgeous clothes of the past, this bean-green palace maid's dress makes her more fresh and pure, just like a green lotus with clear ripples but not demons, hidden deep in his heart, and the little lotus shows its sharp corners.

Nangong Heng frowned slightly, took a step closer towards Han Yue, and the umbrella in his hand moved silently to Han Yue's side, just covering her body.

"It's raining, why don't you bring an umbrella with you?" Nangong Heng asked. His voice was cold, but it was clean and clear, like a breeze with fine snow blowing in his ears. His tone was slightly reproachful, even mixed with a hint of concern that even he hadn't noticed.

When Han Yue heard this, she looked at Nangong Heng, who was only a few feet away from her, and was a little stunned, and after a while she replied, "I was in a hurry to come out before, so I forgot about it." ”

Nangong Heng pursed his lips and continued to ask, "Are you still used to entering the palace?" ”

"Thank you for your concern, it's quite a habit." Cold Moon replied.

After Han Yue finished speaking, Nangong Heng didn't ask any more questions, just stood quietly in front of Han Yue. For a moment, the atmosphere became a little ambiguous and a little awkward. Han Yue didn't know why, she just felt that she was standing face to face with Nangong Heng at this moment, and there was a trace of panic in her heart for no reason. She couldn't help but subconsciously take a small step back, and the rain floating in the air hit her shoulder again.

Seeing this, Nangong Heng quietly crossed his eyes with a wisp of displeasure. He handed the paper umbrella in his hand to Hanyue and said, "Take it." Seeing that Hanyue had not moved for a long time, he said again, "Take it." ”

"Lord, this is not in accordance with the rules." Hanyue lowered her eyes and said.

"If the king tells you to take it, take it." Nangong Heng said.

Han Yue could only reach out and take the umbrella handle in Nangong Heng's hand.

"Don't forget it later." After Nangong Heng finished saying this, he turned around and walked into the rain.

Returning to the Linhua Palace, Liu Yuanzhi hurriedly greeted him, "I told you not to go, but you just didn't listen, now it's okay, look at it, it's all wet, right?" Zi Mo, quickly get a cloth to wipe Yue'er. ”

"Hey!" Zi Mo responded.

"Huh? How can there be an umbrella? I remember you didn't have an umbrella with you when you left? Liu Yuanzhi looked at the rather delicate oil-paper umbrella in Han Yue's hand and asked suspiciously.

"I just met King Cheng on the way back." Cold Moon explained.

"Oh, I met King Cheng on the way back." Liu Yuanzhi slowly repeated what Han Yue said, word by word, and she stared at Han Yue as she spoke. But seeing that Han Yue's expression was as usual, he was not shocked. Liu Yuanzhi couldn't help but shake her head. In fact, she had noticed a long time ago that Nangong Heng would always inadvertently reveal his concern and unusualness for Hanyue, which he may not even be aware of. And the same goes for that Ye Ziling. But Hanyue, a stupid girl, is an afterthought, or maybe she deliberately pretends not to know, and always looks like she rejects people thousands of miles away.

It's a pity, even if she, a bystander, can see it clearly? The authorities are still confused! Liu Yuanzhi thought and sighed lightly.

When Liu Yuanzhi first entered the court, the most important thing in front of her was to win the emperor's favor and gain a firm foothold in the harem as soon as possible. If she loses the emperor's love and protection, she is afraid that she will not even have a foothold in the harem, let alone bring down the queen and rise to the top?

So these days, when she has nothing to do, Han Yue taught Liu Yuanzhi to make a lot of dim sum soup in the small kitchen of Hook Yi Palace. She remembered that her mother had said that if you want to capture a man's heart, you must first grab his stomach. Although the emperor has tasted all the delicacies of the mountains and seas, the things made by the concubines themselves still have a unique flavor.

Liu Yuanzhi is also willing to learn, and Han Yue's mind is very ingenious, and her craftsmanship is also very good, and she is amazed by the food she makes.

Liu Yuanzhi made a bowl of sweet soup as usual today, and then took Hanyue and Zimo to Chengming Palace. Just now, there is still a bright sky light in the sky from the thick clouds, as if a little to be sunny, but this time it actually rained again, thanks to the fact that most of the roads from the Hook Yi Palace to the Chengming Palace are covered by corridors, so as not to get too wet.

"Yo, Liu Cairen is here, and the slave has seen Liu Cairen." Xiao Lianzi, who was guarding the door, had a smile on his face and was very attentive. Liu Yuanzhi, as the emperor's favorite concubine, is very kind, and she doesn't like to put a maiden in front of the minions like those concubines, so the minions are quite fond of Liu Cairen.

Liu Yuanzhi smiled kindly, stretched out her hand and said, "Father-in-law Lian, please get up quickly, don't be polite." ”

"Father-in-law." Han Yue and Zi Mo also saluted.

"Miss Yue'er, Miss Zimo." Xiao Lianzi replied.

"Liu Cairen, you really have a heart, and you don't forget to send snacks to the emperor every day. No, the emperor was still talking about you just now, go in quickly. With that, he pushed open the door of the hall and welcomed Liu Yuanzhi in. Liu Yuanzhi had just raised her foot and crossed the threshold, and happened to meet Nangong Jing who came out of it.

"Liu Cairen." Nangong Jing saluted.

"King Jing." Liu Yuanzhi returned the gift.

Nangong Jing walked past Liu Yuanzhi after saluting, and when he passed by, he inadvertently glanced at the cold moon following Liu Yuanzhi, and for some reason, he suddenly felt that this figure was somewhat familiar. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and when he wanted to take another look, Han Yue had already entered with Liu Yuanzhi. Nangong Jing shook his head with a smile, he couldn't help but feel that his mind was a little inexplicable. He withdrew his eyes, raised his hand and flicked his sleeves, and left the Chengming Palace.

In the Chengming Palace, the green jade carved deer rank Zhi incense burner is still burning with slightly bitter ambergris, and the rosewood table is piled up with two stacks of just finished reading, at this moment, the emperor is sitting in front of the desk, bowing his head and pressing his temples, looking a little tired.

Seeing that it was Liu Yuanzhi who came, the prince beside the emperor said with a smile, "The slave has seen Liu Cairen." Liu Yuanzhi smiled and motioned for the princess to get up. Han Yue and Zi Mo also immediately blessed the prince.

"The concubines see the emperor." Liu Yuanzhi knelt down and saluted, and Han Yue and Zi Mo knelt down with Liu Yuanzhi.

"Zhi'er is here, come to me." When the emperor saw Liu Yuanzhi coming, his mood suddenly improved a lot.

Liu Yuanzhi walked to the emperor's side, and she stretched out her slender jade hand to gently press the acupuncture points on the emperor's head.

"Well, sure enough, Zhi'er's technique is good, and I feel a lot more comfortable now." The Emperor closed his eyes and said with great enjoyment.

"When the concubines were not out of the cabinet, they often massaged their father and mother at home, and after a long time, they naturally found some doorways. The daughter's family is just doing some filial piety. Liu Yuanzhi said, and then remembered her parents, and unconsciously revealed a trace of sadness.

"Zhi'er is homesick?" The emperor heard the fluctuation in Liu Yuanzhi's words, he opened his eyes, reached out and held her jade hand.

"The concubine is out of order, please forgive the emperor." Liu Yuanzhi hurriedly said.

"It's okay, it's human nature, and I won't blame it. In the future, if you really miss your parents, will I allow them to come into the palace to see you? The emperor looked at Liu Yuanzhi, his eyes full of pity.

"Concubine Xie Emperor Longen." Liu Yuanzhi was very grateful, and Shane said.

Han Yue listened to what the emperor said to Liu Yuanzhi on the side, and was relieved, it seemed that the emperor really liked Liu Yuanzhi very much, and he was able to make an exception to allow her father and mother to enter the palace to see her. Thinking of this, her heart couldn't help but feel a little gloomy, even if Liu Yuanzhi entered the palace, she still had the opportunity to meet her father, but she and her father and mother would never see each other again. Hanyue thought that she was strong enough, but unexpectedly, her parents were still the deepest pain in her heart, and they collapsed at the first touch. Before she knew it, her eyes were red, and she hurriedly lowered her head so as not to be noticed by others. Zi Mo saw it on the side, and when she saw this, she didn't feel good in her heart.

Liu Yuanzhi then said with a smile, "Your Majesty, today the concubine made apricot blossom soup for you, you can taste it and see if it suits your taste." Saying that, he beckoned, and Han Yue understood, and brought apricot blossom soup.

The apricot blossom soup is served in a glass bowl that is cracked and transparent, the soup is a faint pink, the bottom is a round and white cassava balls and orange-red grapefruit shreds, and a few delicate apricot petals fall on the soup, which is very pleasing to look at. The emperor took a bite of the bowl and nodded again and again, "Fresh and pleasant, sweet but not greasy." Dim sum soup is different from day to day, so it can be seen that you have put your heart into it. ”

Liu Yuanzhi smiled and said, "The emperor has praised you falsely, your emperor, you are the lord of all the people in the world, and you work hard for state affairs every day. These words made the emperor's dragon heart happy, and a bowl of apricot blossom soup was actually used.

"Zhi'er, I'll go to your Linhua Hall tonight." The emperor held Liu Yuanzhi in his arms and whispered affectionately in her ear. The emperor liked Liu Yuanzhi, not only because of her beauty, her gentleness, and her understanding, but also because of her versatility. The emperor was originally an elegant man, and he liked to play musical instruments and compose music in his spare time. He played the piano, she danced, sang slowly and danced the silk bamboo, and the king did not see enough.

Liu Yuanzhi's face turned red when she heard this, but the emperor's tender and sweet words did not dazzle her, she still remembered what Han Yue told her, and she said with a straight face, "The concubine is brave and begs the emperor to be wet with rain and dew." ”

"Oh? Zhi'er, is this rejecting me? The Emperor asked, and there was no joy or anger in his words.

Liu Yuanzhi hurriedly knelt down and said solemnly, "The concubine loves the emperor, and I hope that the emperor will come to see the concubine every day, but it's just ......", she said, her face showed a strong sadness, embarrassment and reluctance, "It's just that the emperor is the emperor of the six palaces, not the emperor of the concubine alone, how can the concubine monopolize Longen." So for the sake of harem harmony, the concubines are courageous. After saying that, kowtow to nothing.

After a moment of silence, the emperor sighed lightly and personally helped Liu Yuanzhi up. He looked at her with a little more pity and appreciation in his eyes, "My Zhi'er is so virtuous and generous, only Ban Jieyu of Emperor Cheng of the Han Dynasty and Fan Ji of King Chuzhuang are comparable, which is really my luck." ”

It was almost evening when I left the Chengming Palace, the rain stopped, and a faint sunset appeared in the sky, like a crying child finally showing a lovely smile. The cool breeze is blowing, and the birds are breathing.

"Miss, the slave doesn't understand why the little master said that? The more favored the little lord is, the more he can gain the favor and protection of the emperor, isn't it a step closer to their purpose? Zi Mo and Han Yue walked side by side behind Liu Yuanzhi, and Zi Mo finally asked the question in his heart. After Zi Mo went through all this, although his temperament was a lot calmer, he still lacked insight into the world and human feelings.

Hearing this, Han Yue asked in a deep voice, "Zi Mo, do you know the truth of the tree's great wind?" She raised her eyes to look at the layers of domes and continued, "When the water is full, it overflows, the moon is full and the wind is lost, and the trees want to be quiet and the wind does not stop." The emperor's favor has pushed the little master to the forefront, and now there are many pairs of eyes in this palace staring at the little master, too ostentatious will definitely attract more jealousy. If you make a wrong step, the little master will be the target of everyone. It is inappropriate to rush forward, and it is the best policy to retreat as the way forward. ”