Mo Sang rubbed his swollen brain, and suddenly felt that his legs were swollen a little, and he was really tired when he stood down this day. If she couldn't often see the emperor's handsome silhouette and tireless figure, she didn't know how she could get down.

Hongli sat on the desk, and kept writing something. The brush in his hand, with his wrist skillfully used softly, danced a beautiful arc. The boring excerpts, read over and over again, really make people tired. But it is the fragrance of a wisp of fruit, which enters the heart from time to time, and it is sour and mouth-watering. "What kind of tea is this, and why have I never tasted it?"

's extremely magnetic voice, saying things that have nothing to do with the government, is the most ear-piercing. Mo Sang smiled lightly and rolled his eyes, and replied calmly: "It's a lemon fruit, a sun-dried fruit piece." Only because of the sour taste, this fruit can not be directly eaten, and the dried tea is the most fragrant and pleasant. A little hard rock sugar, or honey is excellent. ”

"Lemon?" Hongli felt novel, so he picked up the teacup and took a sip gently. Sure enough, there was a sour taste in the mouth, and the teeth and cheeks were fragrant. The brows were slightly gathered, and Hongli's gaze was a little impenetrable.

It was this kind of gaze that made Mo Sang quite uneasy, and his cheeks flushed with an extremely unnatural flush: "Your Majesty, don't you like this taste?" The slave and maid are clever and will not be in the future. ”

"Mo Sang, how much more do you have that I can't see through?" Hongli smiled mildly and took another sip: "Lemon fruit tea, I like it very much." From now on, you will always prepare for me. ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The smile on Mo Sang's face gradually reflected, it was the happiness in her heart, so it seemed very innocent and sweet.

"Your Majesty, Aunt Yafu of Cining Palace asks to see you." Chen Jinzhong knew that Mo Sang was reading the excerpt with the emperor, but he had to bite the bullet and pass it on. When he said that, his heart hung in the air. Through the door of the study, he couldn't see the emperor's expression, but he was very worried. It wasn't until beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks that the emperor inside said "hmm".

Chen Jinzhong wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned his head and invited Yafu in.

"The emperor is blessed with Jin'an." Yafu personally held a bowl with gold silk scalding, which looked exquisite and luxurious, and said with a smile: "The Queen Mother has nothing to do, and she boiled a bowl of barley porridge with her own hands." I sent slaves and maids to the emperor. ”

The joy on Hongli's face has not faded, and his son will speak a lot warmer than usual: "On such a cold day, the old aunt has gone." Just put it on a few, and I'll go in after I approve it. Thank you for your kindness. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty." Yafu didn't take many bites, and put the porridge bowl on the table according to the emperor's instructions. "If the emperor has no other orders, the slave and maid will retire."

"The old aunt went this way, remember to greet the emperor's mother for me, the weather is cold, I hope the emperor's mother will rest in peace, take care of your body. When I was free, I went to visit Cining Palace. "Hongli called the emperor one by one, just because he saw the jade plate in the hand of the queen mother. He desperately wanted to believe it all and stop getting distracted by what might be true.

His own in-law Eniang is Niu Colu, the first emperor's Xi Guifei, and the queen mother of the current dynasty, this conclusion may be more important than anything else. Hongli kept warning himself over and over again in his heart, and the light in his eyes was getting colder, but it was a chill that others couldn't see.

"Your Majesty, the porridge won't taste good when it's cold. The slave maid is afraid that she will waste the queen mother's kindness, so why not let the slave and maid serve you to enter some of it. Mo Sang thoughtfully walked to the side and approached the table with a porridge bowl in his hand.

Hongli glanced out the window, and there was no figure of a servant standing and waiting. Thinking that Chen Jinzhong was not there, he sighed softly. "Mosan, there are no outsiders here, so don't call yourself a slave. Your background is not clear to others, how can I not know. If it weren't for the fact that I had just ascended the throne, and the affairs of the harem had not been properly handled, I really didn't have to wronged you, and I had to stand by my side all day long, pretending to be a female official. ”

Mo Sang's heart is warm, there is no one else here, and the emperor treats himself no less than the queen. Thinking about it like this, she finally felt more down-to-earth in her heart: "The emperor is serious, and how to choose is the slave's own idea." What's more, being able to accompany the emperor every day is a great blessing for slaves and maids. To put it irreverently, this is much better than the ladies and masters in the harem.

Mo Sang would rather accompany the emperor as a slave and maid, standing silently, rather than waiting for the emperor to come up, waiting for several days. ”

Only Hongli understands that Mo Sang is not talking about the misery of the women in the palace. Instead, I was afraid of those days when I waited alone outside the palace. I felt a little guilty in my heart, if she didn't have a body, she would definitely have to arrange to enter the palace to be convenient and thoughtful, I'm afraid that at this moment, Mo Sang should not appear here.

Seeing that the emperor's face was a little gloomy, Mo Sang hurriedly knelt on the ground: "The emperor forgives the sin, the slave and maid have lost their words." The slave didn't mean this in her heart, in fact, as long as she could be by the emperor's side, it would be better than anything else. Your Majesty, Mo Sang is also very helpless, and his family is not a slave can choose. But when the slave maid met the emperor, you were only the fourth elder brother, who would have expected that this hurried farewell would turn the world upside down. ”

"Mo San, you get up, I don't mean to blame you." Hongli always felt guilty, he was very true and pure affection for Mo Sang, he was only twelve or thirteen years old at that time, but who could have expected that a decision of the first emperor would make Mo Sang wander and his family ruined.

A biting chill rose from the bottom of his heart, and Hongli didn't know that he didn't have the courage to make Mo Sang's identity public. Perhaps it can be said that Hongli does not know whether he dares to disobey the holy decree of the first emperor. After all, it is about the face of the royal family, and a mere Moissan, in front of power and the throne, is too insignificant.

Even, Hongli didn't know if it was good or bad to take her into the palace. There is no impermeable wall in the world, not to mention that the Queen Mother has seen Moissan. Even though many years have passed, it may not be impossible to remember.

"Your Majesty......" Mo Sang is not without self-knowledge, her low tone makes people sound both chilling and distressed: "Shouldn't slaves and maids enter the palace?" ”

Without waiting for Hongli to speak, Mo Sang lowered his head again and said to himself: "If the slave can harden her heart and slide this child away, the emperor will not have to be embarrassed." But Moissan...... I really can't bear it, I wish he could become someone else's child and grow up healthy and safe next to Amma, then Mo Sansan's wish is enough. ”

Hongli touched his thin lips and did not answer the words.

But Mo Sang was understanding, and said seriously: "Mo Sang, please rest assured that the emperor will leave the palace willingly when the child is born safely." Never expect to see each other again, to ensure that this child can grow up safely. ”

"I know I've wronged you." Hongli sighed and said, "But you can also rest assured, Concubine Hui will definitely treat this child as her own, and I must take good care of him and teach him to read riding and archery in person." Our children will inevitably become useful talents in the Qing Dynasty. ”

Mo Sang's face slowly smiled, but in fact, he was still very unwilling in his heart. I really want to ask why this kid will not become a generation of Ming Jun in the Qing Dynasty. But the principle of gradual progress, Mo Sang still understands. From the moment she decided to take risks, approached Hongli again, and risked her entry into the palace, her ambition was not something that a mere "talent" could satisfy.

How much the fathers suffered and how many sins they suffered, Mo Shan will not forget until he dies. The lesson of blood and tears made her understand a truth, in order to become the most favored person around the emperor, she must climb up step by step. Only by grasping the emperor's sincerity can he call for wind and rain and be omnipotent.

The cold silence in my heart is gradually melted, and what is reflected on my face is always the innocent appearance of a teenager. Mo Sang gently put the porridge bowl to Hongli's mouth, carefully scooped up a spoonful, and slowly brought it to his lips. "The emperor beware of the hot."

"Yo, Concubine Hui, why are you here?" Chen Jinzhong was leaning on the red lacquer pillar under the corridor to be lazy, but he saw Concubine Hui leading a few maids, led by Wang Xizi, and hurried to the study. "It's freezing on this day, and the wind is cold and biting, and you can't afford to hurt your slave."

Gao Lingxi smiled warmly, and glanced at Chen Jinzhong disappretently: "Don't worry, the body of this palace is not so delicate." Even if you have a headache and brain fever, you won't have to deal with your father-in-law. Go and spread the word that the palace has come to ask to see the emperor. ”

"Huh." Where did Chen Jinzhong dare to be sloppy, and went to the emperor's study again.

Bi Lan knows Hui Guifei's temperament the most, and seeing her smile like a flower at this moment, she knows that she must be full of hatred in her heart. Then he persuaded in a low voice: "Niangniang, let's go back to the palace." This will be the son of the emperor must be reviewing the folds, and unwarranted disturbance is always bad. It also seems that we are too petty. ”

"Angry?" When Gao Lingxi squeezed out these words from between his teeth, he still smiled gently. "She has a belly all day long, and it doesn't hurt to accompany the emperor to review the folds, I don't have a stomach, can't I walk around to take a look?" The voice was particularly subtle, and Gao Lingxi made sure that none of the people behind him could hear it.

She really can't bear her heart, what kind of woman is she who can let herself carry such an illusory so-called grace for her. With a deep sigh, Gao Lingxi saw Chen Jinzhong go and return: "How is it, father-in-law, the emperor is not free at this time?" ”

Chen Jinzhong was full of flattery, and said again and again: "Empty, empty, Concubine Hui asks to see, and the emperor will inevitably be empty." The slave will lead the way for the mother, please mother. ”

"Bi Lan, Wang Xizi, you are waiting here." Gao Lingxi's tone was still calm and gentle. But the hatred that rolled in her heart almost made her lose her mind. Let's see, this palace wants to see who has such a charming means. The more she thought about it, the more the hatred rolled in her heart made her have a splitting headache.