Song Wenxiu knew very well in her heart that in Zhou Youchen's eyes, she was just a beautiful and gorgeous ornament, he didn't care about her, and since her attitude was cold and distant, as if she was just an insignificant stranger.

Every time she went to see him, he was the same stubborn and cold face, even so stingy that he didn't even give her a smile......

Meng Xilan looked at the flickering light in her eyes, and muttered for a long time, "The emperor's temperament is weak and he doesn't like to come into contact with people, all because he suffered too much and suffered too many grievances when he was young. ”

If she knew how Zhou Youchen grew up in this palace. Perhaps, she will understand how much pain and grievances are hidden in Zhou Youchen's heart.

Song Wenxiu had red circles in her eyes and lowered her head: "The palace also knows a little about the past of the year, but unfortunately, the concubines are blessed, and they can't be the emperor's interpretation flower after all." Niangniang, the concubine accepted her fate, maybe this is the fate of this palace...... Compared with Niangniang, the concubine is indeed useless, so the concubine will never fight with the Niangniang again. ”

Suddenly, she called her title, no longer calling herself "Bengong", but calling herself "concubine" according to the rules, with a bit of melancholy in her words.

After Meng Xilan thought about it, she stretched out her hand and handed out her handkerchief, Song Wenxiu took the handkerchief, uncovered the corners of her eyes, and her thoughts were tumbling in her heart.

This expression of sentimentality seems to have softened Meng Xilan's heart.

Meng Xilan was silent for a moment, and then said: "No matter what you think, the mourning family has never had the heart to compete with you for favor. There are still a long time to come, and no one can say what will happen. The queen doesn't need to be discouraged so early, as long as you abide by your duty and do your best to the emperor, one day he will see your goodness. ”

Song Wenxiu saw her words to comfort herself, her eyebrows moved, and she thought to herself: Meng Xilan, don't say it too beautifully, if there is really such a day, will you be willing to let go?

"The concubine heard that the mother has to do Buddhist things every day to pray for the emperor. The concubine's temperament is frizzy and often uncertain...... Therefore, the concubine has a reluctant request, can the mother allow the concubine to do Buddhist things with you, which can be regarded as a modest contribution to the emperor. ”

Song Wenxiu put away a sharp thorn and said these words meekly.

Meng Xilan looked at her eyes and nodded in agreement: "It's hard for the queen to be so hearty, and the mourning family is very happy in their hearts." ”

Song Wenxiu smiled coldly in her heart when she heard this. Sure enough, as long as you put on a posture of bowing your head and obeying softly, even if you are hypocritical, you can still deceive people.

In the past, she had always disdained to do so, but now she had no other way.

After Song Wenxiu left, Meng Xilan sighed leisurely.

Zhu Lu, who was standing next to her, heard the sound and said puzzledly: "Niangniang, the slave maid thinks that this queen's face has changed too quickly. Before, he was still in a posture of not admitting defeat, but now he is ...... Niangniang, you have to be careful, the queen has always been arrogant, how can she easily give in? ”

"I know she's faking. But it doesn't matter, just be willing to put your mind to it. ”

At the beginning, Zhou Youchen was asked to choose a concubine, all out of consideration for consolidating imperial power. The new monarch succeeded to the throne, and there were no cronies of his own. General Song and Master Zhang, the two of them are one martial and one literate, which can just be used by Zhou Youchen. In order to maintain a stable relationship between the previous dynasty and the palace, sometimes, it is inevitable to be hypocritical.

Now, Zhou Youchen's mind is only on himself, but it can be said that there can't be only one woman by the emperor's side after all.

After dark, Zhou Youchen came in the night, his face looked very tired, his eyebrows were slightly twisted, and he seemed to be sulking.

Meng Xilan waved her hand and sent away Zhulu Zhuqing and Xiaochunzi, leaving herself alone by his side.

"Why is the emperor unhappy today?"

Zhou Youchen saw that no one else was present, so he simply told her the unhappiness in his heart.

"The matter of sending troops to fight has dragged on for so long, but it has not been possible to set an accurate date. My heart was anxious, but the ministers were unhurried one by one, as if this battle was fought for me alone. Seeing that at this moment, there are still people who have come up and sent envoys to me to negotiate peace! Expose Beiyan's face to negotiate peace with the enemy? What is this, it is simply to destroy one's own ambition and increase the prestige of others! ”

The more Zhou Youchen spoke, the more angry he became, and he couldn't help but slap heavily on the table.

Seeing this, Meng Xilan couldn't help frowning and said, "What is the emperor doing with such a big anger?" Careful hand pain! ”

As she spoke, she held Zhou Youchen's hand, stroked it lightly, looked down, but saw that his cuffs were stained with a little ink, and couldn't help but smile: "Your Majesty, look at you, like a child, you don't know if your clothes are dirty." ”

Zhou Youchen was originally very angry in his heart, but when she interrupted him like this, he didn't feel so angry.

He took off his robe and handed it to her, and said, "It's not in the way, my palms are all calluses, and I don't feel pain." ”

He has been practicing martial arts all year round, swords, guns and sticks, riding horses and archery, and he has already sharpened his hands to the point of calluses.

Hearing this, Meng Xilan lowered her head and folded his clothes, and said slightly: "The emperor doesn't hurt, I hurt." If the emperor doesn't take good care of his body, then my heart will always hurt......"

A smile appeared on Zhou Youchen's handsome face, and he turned his head and kissed her sideburns.

Meng Xilan stretched out her hand and gently nudged him, only letting Zhulu come in and take out the clothes to wash them.

"Why is the emperor so disgusted with the matter of peace?"

Zhou Youchen stared at her: "How can I not be disgusted?" What is the difference between bowing to one's own enemy and admitting defeat? ”

Meng Xilan approached his side and said softly: "Although the face of the imperial court is important, compared to the lives of tens of thousands of people, which is more important?" ”

When Zhou Youchen heard this, he slowly sank his face: "So, do you also advocate peace?" ”

Meng Xilan shook her head slightly: "The affairs of the government are not something that I can advocate at will as a woman. I just think that the whole court is not ready to send troops to fight against the Turks. Therefore, for the time being, it is not bad to regard the matter of peace negotiations as a strategy to delay the army. After all, once the two sides negotiate peace, the Turks will not continue to repeatedly violate the border lands, so that the people there can have a respite. ”

Although Zhou Youchen was reluctant in his heart, he was not a person who couldn't listen to the reason.

He thought for a moment, and then said, "Okay, then I will send those courtiers who advocate peace to negotiate with the Turks. I want to see if they have the ability to be a real lobbyist! ”

Meng Xilan smiled lightly when she heard this, only to feel that there was still some childishness in his bones that had not faded.

After the unhappy things were said, Zhou Youchen finally had an appetite and felt hungry.

Meng Xilan glanced at him apologetically: "Today is a vegetarian day, and the kitchen is prepared with some vegetarian dishes, I'm afraid the emperor won't like it." ”

Actually, you can do it separately in the imperial dining room. However, she didn't even want to smell the meat now.

Zhou Youchen smiled unmindfully: "I can eat whatever you eat, it's not in the way." ”

Meng Xilan immediately instructed Xiao Chunzi to set up a meal, four dishes and one soup, which was very simple.

Zhou Youchen tasted a bite of white jade tofu soup and nodded with a smile: "It's also tofu soup, it's always better than the one here." ”

Meng Xilan smiled slightly: "The emperor's mouth is so sweet, did you add sugar cubes to the soup?" ”

The two laughed and had dinner.

When going to bed, Meng Xilan ordered Zhuqing to smoke soothing incense in the house.

Zhou Youchen smelled the fragrance, leaned on the head of the bed and said, "I don't want to go to bed so early." ”

After Meng Xilan was dressed widely, she went to his side and lay down: "Today is the day of fasting, and the emperor is not allowed to mess around." With that, he turned his back and prepared for bed.

Zhou Youchen raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this: "I haven't done anything to you yet." ”

Meng Xilan bent the corners of her mouth and deliberately ignored him.

Zhou Youchen also lay down, he looked at her back, and said helplessly: "Even if you don't let me touch you, you can't just use your back to me, right?" ”

Meng Xilan still didn't move, but said softly: "It's not early, the emperor should go to bed early." ”

Zhou Youchen didn't feel sleepy, pulled her body over with one hand, and kissed her head and face.

Meng Xilan couldn't push him, so she had to open her eyes and say, "If the emperor does this again, I'm going to be annoyed." ”

Zhou Youchen lowered his head and smiled: "You're annoyed." After saying that, his hands were not honest.

Meng Xilan only used her strength to stop him: "Your Majesty, don't trouble me." I really can't do it today......"

Zhou Youchen didn't understand her rules, and it could be seen that there was a look of embarrassment on her face, so she stopped and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I don't move you anymore, I only sleep with you, this is always okay, right?" ”

Meng Xilan obediently leaned on his shoulder and exhaled deeply.

Zhou Youchen's fingers wrapped around her hair little by little, and rubbed it carefully: "Your hair is so fragrant." ”

Meng Xilan said quietly: "The hair washed with flower juice is of course fragrant. ”

Zhou Youchen said with a smile: "No, there is always a faint fragrance on your body, not the taste of flower juice." ”

Meng Xilan didn't reply, seeing that he hugged himself a little tighter, she muttered: "Actually, the emperor doesn't have to wronged himself like this, there are still queens and Wen Jieyu in the palace." ”

Zhou Youchen's body stiffened when he heard this, and he looked down at her: "What nonsense are you talking about?" ”

Meng Xilan bit her lower lip and was about to make a sound, but suddenly felt a pain in her shoulder.

It turned out that Zhou Youchen took a heavy bite on her shoulder.

He used a lot of strength, and it hurt so much that Meng Xilan snorted lightly, almost leaving tears.

"The next time, when I hear you say such things, I will never spare you."

Meng Xilan looked at him with red eyes, and then lowered her head and hummed.

Zhou Youchen was faintly angry in his heart, how could she say such a thing to him, could it be that she really wanted to push him to someone else's woman?

Half-loud, he couldn't help but sigh: "Lan'er, I have liked you for so many years, don't let me like others, I can't do it." ”