Chapter 409: How Good It Would Be to Go Out
Jinghe Palace has been busy in the middle of the night.
The wind blew outside, sharp and cold, like a fine needle, burrowing through the skin and piercing into the bones.
Ling Tiancheng took off his robe and draped it on Zhuang Siyan's body.
She was still sitting in the courtyard, looking at the inside of Jingcheng Palace, seeing the imperial medicine palace maids walking around, and seeing the lights inside, it was busy.
The coolness of the wind walked around his body, and finally he was caught by Ling Tiancheng's clothes and covered it back.
The clothes carry his temperature and his taste, as long as you take a shallow breath, it will enter the heart and spleen.
Xu was such a little warmth that made her slowly sober up.
Slowly sorted out the matter about Jia Xian, and then said: "Looking at this situation, it should be no problem." ”
Ling Tiancheng let out an "um", his eyes always looking at her, as if Jia Xian in the inner hall had nothing to do with her.
Zhuang Siyan glanced up at him, and for some reason, said, "You are really cold and ruthless sometimes. ”
Ling Tiancheng's eyebrows were stunned for a moment, and then he laughed indifferently: "Have you ever seen a warm emperor?" Everyone who sits in that position is ruthless and ruthless. ”
Zhuang Siyan was speechless for his confession.
But after Ling Tiancheng finished saying this, he continued: "If you are warm to everyone and affectionate to all women, then you are actually ruthless to everyone, I can't do that, so I can only be warm to one person, affectionate to one person, and other people have no time to scruple, so let them go by themselves." ”
After he said this, he got up, didn't give Zhuang Siyan a chance to reply, and walked to the inner hall.
The night was light, and the moon, which had not been seen for several days, climbed up to the treetops at an inopportune time tonight.
The cold moonlight spread down in strips through the thick palace wall, through the glazed tiles on the palace wall, and through the branches of the trees in the courtyard.
It is not as comfortable as the high stars on a moonlit night, but it adds a lot of chill.
She didn't wait for Jia Xian's news, she left from Jinghe Palace, and after going back, she always felt very cold, and soaked in hot water for a long time, almost until she fell asleep, before she came out.
asked Lan Xin to take an extra brocade quilt and wrap herself tightly.
However, after falling asleep, I had a lot of dreams, and in the dream it was Jia Xian for a while, Rong Concubine for a while, and An Guifei who appeared a long time ago.
Faces rushed to walk in front of Zhuang Siyan, basically resentful.
She looked at it, and there was no confusion in her heart, nor was she afraid, but she felt very cold, as if the wind in the night poured into her body and never walked away.
Then he heard what Ling Tiancheng said, if he was warm and affectionate to everyone, he was actually ruthless to them.
His heart can't accommodate so many people, and can only give to one person, so he just cares about that one person not to get hurt, and as for the rest, let them go.
Zhuang Siyan couldn't say whether this was responsible or irresponsible, but she couldn't refute it.
She used to think that she was sharp-toothed, but now she felt more and more that she couldn't speak.
Especially when facing Ling Tiancheng, the more he tolerated her and endured her, the more she felt that it was inappropriate to say anything.
However, even if she didn't say anything, that person still had to do what he had to do.
When I woke up from the dream, it was not yet dawn.
She only moved on the bed, and Ping'er, who was keeping vigil, woke up, and hurriedly got up to support her and said, "Niangniang, do you want to drink water?" ”
Zhuang Siyan drank half a cup of hot water with her hand, and the sleepiness was gone, so she had to sit at the head of the bed.
Ping'er peeked at her from time to time.
After watching more, Zhuang Siyan couldn't help but ask, "Do you have something to say?" So why do you do that? ”
Ping'er walked a little to her and whispered, "The emperor is outside." ”
Zhuang Siyan raised her eyes and saw Ping'er nodding her head solemnly, and said: "After you fell asleep, I said that I wouldn't let you be called, so I sat outside, and we didn't dare to disturb us, I don't know if I was asleep or reading a book at this time?" ”
Zhuang Siyan helped Ping'er's arm up, put on his clothes, and when he was about to go out, he saw Ling Tiancheng's coat on the hanger when he came back, so he reached out and took it.
She said to Ping'er, "Go to sleep, I'll go and have a look." ”
Ping'er retreated quietly, but she didn't really go to sleep, just waited respectfully at the door of the outer room.
The lights were on in the outer room, and Ling Tiancheng was wearing only an underwear and sitting at the table.
He held a book in his hand, and looked at it intently by the light, I don't know if he was too long reading it, a little tired, or the content of the book he didn't like it, so his brows furrowed slightly, wrinkling a little vicissitudes.
Obviously still very young, if it is placed in modern times, some people with better family backgrounds may still be gnawing at the old.
But he has been working hard for this "everyone" for many years.
That kind of exertion is not something that everyone can understand.
Most people in the world compete for power and wealth, but they will evade their responsibilities and responsibilities, so they will stir up chaos in the world.
So far, Zhuang Siyan couldn't say that Ling Tiancheng was a good emperor, but at least he was doing his best, trying his best to make his subjects live a little better.
As soon as Zhuang Siyanfu appeared, Ling Tiancheng had already noticed it, he raised his head, put down the book in his hand, and got up and walked over to her.
"Awake? Why don't you wear more clothes, it's cold at night, I heard Ping'er say that you keep saying it's cold at night, and you add more quilts, are you not feeling well? ”
Zhuang Siyan shook his head and handed over his coat.
As if he remembered something in the middle of the hand, he shook it away with his other hand and tried to put it on him.
It's a pity that his height is limited, Zhuang Siyan is quite a good height among girls, but Ling Tiancheng is a little shorter here, and it is really inappropriate to pick up his shoulders.
In the end, he took it himself, and instead of draping it on himself, he covered her back on: "It's not cold, it's just that I've been reading for a long time, and my eyes are a little uncomfortable." ”
Zhuang Siyan didn't say anything, walked to his side, and put his hand on the top of his eyes.
After thinking about it for a while, he finally mastered the eye exercises he learned in elementary school, and then used them on Ling Tiancheng's body one by one.
After a reincarnation, she asked, "What happened to Concubine Xian?" ”
Ling Tiancheng replied with half-closed eyes: "She's fine, it's just that her body is a little weaker, and there is nothing else." ”
Although the result was expected by Zhuang Siyan, when he really heard the answer, there was still a sense of desolation in his heart.
She didn't answer again, and seriously did the eye exercise again.
When Ling Tiancheng opened his eyes again, there was obviously a little joy on his face: "It's much better, this really works." ”
Zhuang Siyan also smiled at him.
If it is said that the matter of Xian Guifei made Ling Tiancheng and Zhuang Siyan break the deadlock, it seems to be a bit of schadenfreude.
It seems that there is only such a person between them, she is not good, and then they are fine.
Zhuang Siyan also thought about it, but he thought that the heart that was gradually softening had changed because of Ling Tiancheng.
She didn't even go out to see Ye Yuanpei again, and let him and Ling Tiancheng step down from their positions as generals, take a fief, and become his landlord again.
She lives in the palace with peace of mind, and sometimes there are concubines who come to see her, and Zhuang Siyan will also meet them, and say a few words to them.
Those people lost power because of Concubine Xian, Zhuang Siyan came back, and the situation changed greatly, and she was regarded as the new master of the harem again.
However, these are really not that important to Zhuang Siyan.
After the incident of Concubine Xian, she only arranged one thing with her heart, that is, to let Jia Mingyuan and Jia's mother enter the palace, accompany Jia Xian well, and ask for one from her mouth, the destination she wants.
Maybe when they entered the palace back then, everyone thought about their mother's world, and on the one hand, they were in power, and on the other hand, they were favored by Ling Tiancheng.
But in the end, he didn't love anyone, but broke the hearts of many people.
Those women in the harem, no matter how much fantasy they had at the beginning, until now, they are also disheartened when they die and are injured, but they are not so persistent and just want to survive.
Zhuang Siyan got a glimpse of it from their words, but he didn't float on the surface, he was just thinking, with it like this, how good it should be to go out, the mountains are high and the sea is wide, which place is not better than this deep palace compound?
She can't say this, and she won't let others do it, one Mi Yueqing is enough, and she can't empty Ling Tiancheng's harem, leaving her alone.
There is nothing to do, and the idle and boring days fly by.
In a blink of an eye, it is the Mid-Autumn Festival of this year.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is simply a dividing collar for the north, and the front is still hot wearing thin shirts, but after the Mid-Autumn Festival, the world is frosty, and the breath exhaled in the morning and evening is white.
At noon, it was still mixed under the sun, and when it came to the morning and evening, the coolness came from all directions, making people a little at a loss.
It may be that Zhuang Siyan is negligent in exercising, so this year she feels that the cold comes very quickly, and it is also very cold, so she put on thick clothes early, and her favorite thing to do when she has nothing to do is to bask in the sun in the yard.
From time to time, I also heard some things about King Rongchang from Ling Tiancheng, as well as from Mi Yueqing's side.
It seemed that everything had passed, and she was in such a hurry, letting a lot of time pass.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is a big festival in the Dasheng Dynasty, and it is almost not inferior to the New Year.
So the palace began to prepare early.
Zhuang Siyan looked at the new palace lanterns hanging in the bamboo courtyard, and the green trees and red flowers were decorated, and some joy rose in his heart.
When Ling Tiancheng came to see her on this day, she smiled and said, "The capital is very lively at this time of year." ”
She used to go out a lot, and she didn't bother much when she said that.
But Ling Tiancheng listened to it, and looked at her for a while.
He didn't say anything that night, but the next morning, he changed into casual clothes and came to the bamboo courtyard.
At that time, Zhuang Siyan had just gotten up for breakfast, and he was still lazy, walking in the yard to eat, and telling Ping'er which palace lamp was better.
When she saw Ling Tiancheng, she didn't think much about it, so she said casually: "Look at this lamp, it's really beautiful, even if I look at it for a long time, I can't see how they put the candle flame in." ”
Ling Tiancheng looked sideways for a moment, and then laughed: "It's not a candle flame in it. ”
Zhuang Siyan was curious, tilted his head to look inside, but was pulled by Ling Tiancheng to walk into the hall: "Go change clothes, let's go out of the palace." ”
Zhuang Siyan was stunned for a moment, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time: "Out of the palace, what are you doing out of the palace now?" Can I help you? ”
Ling Tiancheng followed her example, and also tilted his head: "The streets of the capital are very lively, take you out for a walk." ”