Zhang Rong'er smiled like a flower and said a lot of things, deliberately trying to set it up, the delicate voice, the coquettish tone, it is really pleasant to listen to. But listening to Meng Xilan's ears, it has a different meaning.

One Song Wenxiu and one Zhang Ronger, the personalities of the two seem to be completely opposite, but in fact, they are both the same ambitious inside.

Zhu Lu and Zhu Qing also saw the height of their eyebrows, and came to the master and said, "Niangniang, these two don't look like fuel-efficient lamps." ”

Meng Xilan smiled slightly when she heard this, "The women in the palace, how can there be anything easy to deal with!" It's just that they are young and vigorous, and the mourning family doesn't want to compete with them for a while. ”

She didn't go back to the palace to compete for favor, if she could, she hoped that she would get out sooner.

After tossing for more than an hour, Meng Xilan was finally able to rest quietly.

Suddenly, as if she remembered something, she said to Zhu Lu and Zhu Qing: "Fang Cai's matter, don't mention half a word to the emperor, even Xiao Lizi." ”

Zhulu Zhuqing knew the severity and nodded again and again. However, I didn't forget to add a sentence: "Master, slaves and maids don't talk much, but inevitably someone will go to the emperor to chew their tongues!" ”

Meng Xilan sighed: "I can't control other people's mouths, as long as the people of our Cining Palace know the severity one by one." ”

After speaking, she raised her head slightly and looked out the window.

The people who shouldn't have come have come, but the people who should have come have not yet arrived.

"Zhulu, Your Royal Highness Princess, where is it now?"

"Back to Niangniang, the slave maid heard that she is learning the piano at the violinist's place."

Meng Xilan's eyes condensed slightly. I'm afraid it's just an excuse, and she still doesn't want to see her...... That's it, some things barely came, and when the time came, it naturally came.

Cining Palace, now only Meng Xilan lives alone, and there are always more than 20 palace maids and eunuchs inside and out.

They are all carefully selected by high welfare and used to make people feel at ease.

However, Cining Palace is so big, there must always be a palace maid and a eunuch in charge.

Zhulu is the most preferred candidate in Meng Xilan's heart, as for the eunuch in charge, Gao Fuli also made arrangements in advance, and his apprentice Chunxi, who had taught him for three years, personally led her to her and introduced: "Niangniang, this is Xiao Chunzi, the godson of the slave, eighteen this year, is a quick-witted child. Niangniang's side, now there is a lack of a good person, and the slave thinks this child is good! ”

This Chunxi has red lips and white teeth, is very delicate, and from the perspective of physiognomy, he is still a little noble, and he doesn't look like a minion.

Meng Xilan smiled slightly: "Xiao Lizi, you are really good." For three years, you are a man with a son. ”

In terms of age, high welfare can't be a few years older than Chunxi, but it is twice as bad.

Gao Fuli scratched his head embarrassedly: "Niangniang, I won't tell you anything, the slave was also cheeky to accept him." This kid is smart, literate and hyphenated, and knows the rules very well. The slave saw that he was being bullied alone in the flower room, and blamed the pitiful, so he left him by his side, thinking about waiting for you to come back, and let this child come to your side to experience the experience. ”

Now, Gao Fuli is following Zhou Youchen's side on an errand, and he has already figured out the situation inside and outside the palace, and he knows that he will be more useful if he stays by the emperor's side.

Meng Xilan pursed her lips and said, "Oh? It turns out that all your hard work is for the sake of mourning your family. After speaking, her eyes looked at Chunxi and said lightly: "Chunxi, how many years have you been in the palace?" ”

Seeing her asking, Chunxi hurriedly straightened his back and replied in a proper manner: "Hui Niangniang, the slave has been in the palace for three years." ”

The sound is crisp and pleasant to listen to.

Meng Xilan nodded slightly; "Since Xiaolizi is so optimistic about you, the mourning family will leave you behind. You have to behave well, don't make your godfather lose face. ”

"The slave knocks on the concubine Niang Hongen."

"Get up, Xiao Lizi is a close confidant of the mourning family, since he has identified you, it is equivalent to the mourning family has identified you."

Meng Xilan's words were like a reassuring pill, which made them both feel at ease.

After explaining the things one by one, Meng Xilan also felt tired. It is also strange to say, in the past, she was in Fahua Temple, chanting and praying with the master, and she would not feel tired after thinking for most of the day, but now she just met a few people and said a few words, and she felt tired.

Zhulu helped her to rest in the East Warm Pavilion, which used to be the Queen Mother's favorite place during her lifetime.

Meng Xilan leaned on the soft couch and couldn't help but think of the past for a while.

Zhulu brought a bowl of soothing tea: "Niangniang, drink this cup of tea, take a good rest." ”

Meng Xilan drank a cup of hot tea unhurriedly, and did not forget to explain to Zhulu before going to bed: "If the emperor comes, you must call the palace to get up in advance." ”

She didn't want him to see how tired she looked.

"Yes......" Zhulu retreated, leaving only a room of silence for her.

Meng Xilan slept on her side and slept quietly.

In a hazy way, it was as if she had a dream, in which someone whispered her name.

I couldn't see anything clearly in front of me, only a whisper in my ears.

"Lan'er...... Lan'er ...... "The voice is very vague, and I can't tell whether it is a man or a woman, old or young.

Meng Xilan subconsciously moved, but who knew that with this movement, she woke up.

When I opened my eyes, nothing had changed.

She sighed slightly, and suddenly felt a heaviness around her waist, as if she was carrying some heavy load.

Looking down, I saw that it was a long arm, bright yellow sleeves, embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns at the cuffs, and a red flame golden dragon winding up along the elbow, eager to rush out of the sky.

Meng Xilan's body stiffened for two seconds, and then slowly eased down.

There is only one owner of this dragon robe.

His breathing was steady and even, and he seemed to be sleeping soundly.

Meng Xilan lay down and didn't move, just lowered her eyes and looked at his hand, there was a faint scar on the back of his hand, which looked like a knife wound.

The last time I saw him, I didn't have this scar yet.

On several occasions when he was young, they slept like this, unsuspecting each other, simply relying on each other.

After all these ups and downs in life, I don't know if I can get back the original intention? Perhaps, as long as you are honest with each other, everything is not a problem.

Thinking so, Meng Xilan couldn't help but gently reach out and touch the scar on the back of his hand.

After she was gone, how did he live in this palace? In addition to listening to the government of the DPRK every day, what else will you do? Will it still be the same as before, wandering around the palace in the middle of the night, light as the wind, like a flickering and unpredictable shadow?

Meng Xilan observed his hand more closely, his knuckles thickened, and his skin became rougher.

She reached out and took the hand, straining slightly.

Suddenly, Zhou Youchen's lazy voice sounded in his ears: "I woke you up?" ”

Meng Xilan shook her head slightly, still maintaining a posture and not moving.

"When I saw that you were sleeping deeply, no one alarmed you." Zhou Youchen exhaled softly, then passed through her neck with his other arm, wrapped her whole person in his arms, and hugged her tightly: "It feels so good to have you by my side!" ”

She wasn't there, and his heart felt like it was empty. Now that she has returned, the vacancy in his heart has finally been filled. Her breath, her body temperature, her gaze, her smile, everything he thought about day and night, were all about her.

Thinking of this, Zhou Youchen sniffed the smell on her body with some greed, the faint sandalwood.

She finally returned, and just like that, she was honestly nestled in his arms, real and alive.

The two of them stayed in silence for a while.

Meng Xilan said softly: "Your Majesty ......"

"Don't call me the emperor, call me by my name."

The corners of Meng Xilan's mouth twitched: "Chen'er, thank you for remembering me." ”

Zhou Youchen also smiled when he heard this, only buried his face in her neck socket, and said warmly and fully in his heart: "Now, you are the only one in this world who can call me by my name like this." ”

Meng Xilan felt an itch in her neck and moved slightly.

"Don't move, let's stay like this for a while, I won't force you, don't worry."

At this moment, Zhou Youchen was trying his best to endure the desire to rub her into his body.

After all, she was already back, so why should he be in a hurry.

Meng Xilan lay down silently, and was silent for a moment before she muttered, "Actually, I shouldn't have come back." ”

Zhou Youchen's palm tightened slightly when he heard this, took her in his palm, raised his head to look at her side face: "Of course you want to come back, you promised me." ”

"It doesn't hurt for me to return to the palace in the name of the concubine. It's just, what should we do in the future? Meng Xilan said as she wrapped her arms around him, with a somewhat helpless tone.

"What if there is nothing? I will give you whatever you want, and all of this can be given to you, even if it is my throne. ”

Meng Xilan was stunned when she heard this, and hurriedly turned to look at him, her eyes flashed and said, "How can you say this kind of thing so easily." After speaking, she covered his mouth and continued: "I thought you had grown up, why do you still talk such nonsense? ”

The two face each other in intimate positions.

Zhou Youchen reached out and took her hand, touched the tip of her nose lightly with the tip of his nose, and said lightly: "I didn't talk nonsense. ”

Meng Xilan's eyes had a hint of reproach: "Even if it's not nonsense, it's bastard!" ”

Zhou Youchen suddenly smiled lightly when he heard this, and his gaze slowly moved down, all the way from the tip of her nose to her slightly open red lips.

Meng Xilan looked at his eyes and knew what he wanted to do.

She hesitated slightly, but finally gently pushed him away, then sat up, subconsciously hugging her shoulders in a posture to protect herself.

She always had a thick wall in her heart, and no one could tear it down unless she broke it herself. This thick wall will not isolate the relationship between them, it will only put Zhou Youchen at a safe distance, and it will not make her worried.