Hongli and Ortai, Neqin, and Haiwang finished discussing things in the south study, and their minds were still a little turbulent, so they sent a few people to retreat, only to find that it was dark. Rao is Chen Jinzhong was waiting by his side, and when dinner was approaching, he handed over a bowl of pear soup, which couldn't help but make him a little depressed. "I don't have an appetite, so I'll change it to a cup of tea."

Chen Jinzhong hurriedly responded, but he was not in a hurry to change, but secretly observed the emperor's face.

"How?" Hongli couldn't help but wonder when he saw him standing still.

"Your Majesty, this pear soup is not prepared by a minion." Chen Jinzhong's face was flattering, and he said truthfully: "It was sent by Xuelan from the side of the pure concubine." told the slave several times, and he must ask the emperor to taste it, Xuelan said that this soup was boiled by the pure concubine Niangniang herself, and it took a lot of effort. ”

Hongli glanced at the sticky and pale yellow pear soup in the green jade bowl, nodded slightly, and scooped a spoonful into his mouth. There is a unique aroma of glutinous rice, no wonder it is so thick, do not boil the rock sugar pear juice, so it is also fresh to eat. "Not bad." Hongli praised with a smile: "Wanrong has always been quite thoughtful. ”

"The minion will change a cup of tea for the emperor." Chen Jinzhong didn't dare to say anything else, but he finally lived up to the entrustment of the pure concubine and laughed happily. After all, there are always a lot of rewards for pure concubines.

"Hmm." Hongli had the heart to take a look at the pure concubine, so he put down the porcelain spoon and saw Sun Shouli coming in with the tray of Xianglong Feitian Jin Sinan. Chen Jinzhong hurriedly followed them back and said happily: "Look at the memory of the slave, Your Majesty, Grandpa Sun has been waiting outside for a long time. It's time for you to turn the page. ”

Counting the days, Hongli has indeed not set foot in the harem for a long time, and even on the fifteenth day, he hurriedly accompanied the queen to eat and then turned back. "Just take a look......" The fingers were slightly inattentive and touched the jade bowl. The pure concubine in her mouth is naturally ready to come out.

Sun Shouli was the best at pondering the emperor's thoughts, and said busily: "Your Majesty, the queen mother specially instructed the servants to tell her that the period of the concubine's grounding has expired, and she went to Changchun Palace early this morning to ask for peace." ”

"Concubine Xian?" Hongli read these two words, and he felt a little embarrassed, yes, he hadn't seen each other for a long time.

Chen Jinzhong complained in his heart, what is the matter with this Sun Shouli, what is it to mention Concubine Xian? If the emperor doesn't go to the pure concubine Zhongcui Palace, he really doesn't know how to explain.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Sun Shouli smiled, and held the tray even more: "Your Majesty, look, the servants of the Internal Affairs Office are neat, and this brand has been replaced, redone, and it is very exquisite." It's not the same as before. ”

It's not the same as it used to be. Hongli seemed to understand the meaning of the words, and subconsciously picked up the green card, looked at it carefully, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he already figured it out.

"Well, since the emperor turned over the sign of Concubine Xian, the slave hurried to send a letter to Niangniang." Sun Shouli naturally ignored Chen Jinzhong's annoyance beside him, and was relieved of himself, finally living up to the queen's good intentions. This green head card was changed by the queen's instructions.

Jin Peizi withdrew from Panyu's room, and her heart was sour. Sun Shouli's voice was high and clear, hovering in his head, and he said something that made people feel sad. The emperor was going to see Concubine Xian, and on the first night of the grounding period, he couldn't wait to flip over her brand. Is that really what she thinks about so much?

"Huilan, let's go see the pure concubine, shall we?" After thinking about it, Jin Peizi still felt depressed, it was better to go out of the palace and walk.

"Little master, will it be too late to go at this time?" Huilan looked at the sky, wondering if the pure concubine had already removed her makeup. "The emperor will come to our palace in a while, won't the little lord take a look? When we met three loves, we have been looking forward to the emperor for a long time. It's coming, you're going to ...... again."

"We've been looking forward to the emperor for a long time." Jin Peizi didn't know if her smile could read the sadness, but she insisted on going to Zhongcui Palace: "But the emperor came to see Concubine Xian, to be precise, it was Concubine Xian who looked forward to the emperor." Since it wasn't for us in the first place, why should we shamelessly cling to it. It's better to be out of sight and be happy. ”

"Knowing the little master, the slave and maid will let people carry their shoulders over." Hui Lan felt sorry for Jin Guiren, in fact, she understood how much loneliness was hidden in this avoidable mind. It's just that she can't comfort anything, after all, the emperor's favor is never something that can be obtained by thinking.

The late autumn evening breeze is always cool. Jin Peizi sat on her shoulder, thinking that she would not be able to hold back her tears. I stroked my cheeks with my hand, only to realize that there was only coldness, and there were no tears at all. Perhaps the tears have long been blown away by the autumn wind, and have become a thin layer of frost on the leaves of half yellow and half green in the early morning or late at night.

"Look, little lord." Hui Lan found that at the end of the palace road, a group of people were busy with their shoulders raised.

Jin Peizi looked at it intently, and it turned out to be a pure concubine. "It turns out that it's not just me who is restless, but others also have the same thoughts." These words are very light, a little floating, but they are clear precipitation in my heart. When they met shoulder to shoulder, Jin Peizi ordered the slave to stop, and the first pure concubine walked down: "Pure concubine Niangniang auspicious, where are you going?" ”

Su Wanrong looked at Jin Peizi's eyes and couldn't help but smile dumbly: "It seems that Sister Peizi and my sister have a heart." No, I want to go to the gazebo in the imperial garden to sit down, and ask my sister to come and talk about homely things. ”

Knowing each other's intentions, Jin Peizi stepped forward to help the pure concubine down, and said quietly: "It's rare that the mother has such an interest, so the concubine will accompany you for a walk." ”

"My sister is the same age as me and a few months older than me. At this time, there is no one else, you know that Wanrong is not formal. The mother is long and the mother is short, and she is alienated from her love in the end. Su Wanrong held Jin Peizi's hand, and a chill went straight to her heart. My hands have always been cold, I don't want my sister's to be more cold, Xuelan, you go back to the palace to get a silk coat. ”

"Thank you for your kindness." Jin Peizi smiled awkwardly, and hurriedly changed her words: "Thank you sister for your kindness, I'm not cold." ”

Su Wanrong smiled: "Sister, don't blame me for speaking straight, you are not cold, but you are not cold." It's cold-hearted, right? Glancing back at the palace people who followed, Su Wanrong said lightly: "This palace and the Jin nobles have a lot to say, you don't have to follow too closely." ”

Jin Peizi was wondering about the abnormal behavior of the pure concubine in the Changchun Palace today. At this time, after listening to her words to the palace people, I knew in my heart that she was about to speak. "Niangniang, the pavilion is not far away, let's walk a few steps and sit and talk, okay?"

Hongli's dragon chariot stopped outside the gate of Chengqian Palace at this time. Although it was not far from the Qianqing Palace, he still took the chariot. seems to be unwilling to delay a little effort, and is not willing to be contaminated with the gloom of the autumn breeze at night, more like he can't control his heart. Hongli thought about it like this, and couldn't help but laugh and walked down.

"The concubines ask the emperor for peace, and the emperor is blessed with peace." Every word in Panyu's mouth was bitten extremely hard. The figure in front of him, although he has always been haunted by his dreams, feels very strange. The neat teeth deliberately bit the tip of her tongue, and the pain was clear, and then she realized that she was not dreaming.

Your Majesty, you're really here! Panyu's heart softened, her nose couldn't help but sour, and tears fell like rain.

"Okay, what's going on?" Hongli's tone was as light as ever, as if he had never been angry with her. "So many people watched, it didn't make people laugh." The slightly reproachful tone adds to the fun. Instead of stopping her tears, she couldn't stop sobbing. Hongli sighed softly and held her hanging wrist: "I miss you so much." ”

"Your Majesty ......" Panyu bit his lip and threw himself into his arms at once: "It's the concubine who is not good, the concubine should not contradict the emperor, and the concubine should not make you angry." But you know what? The concubine is really scared in her heart, I'm afraid that you won't want to set foot in this Chengqian Palace again......"

The minions retreated in a witty way, and even Lelan turned away from looking.

This scene is full of warmth, like a rainbow after a storm, it is so rare and colorful.

Hongli hugged Panyu, only to feel that the wind passing through his ears was also warm. "No, I'm not here, Panyu, don't cry, don't cry." Leaning down, Hongli hugged Panyu horizontally, and then he really found that the person in his hand was much lighter, and his heart tingled slightly: "You have lost a lot of weight, it's not easy to endure these days, right?" ”

"Thinking about the emperor in my heart, whether it is in the Chengqian Palace or anywhere in the Forbidden City, the concubines don't feel that they are suffering." Panyu clinged to Hongli's chest tightly and let him carry himself inside. That feeling was very warm and sweet, she could close her eyes with peace of mind and listen to his erect and powerful heartbeat: "As long as the emperor also remembers his concubines." The emperor knew that the name of the concubine was not wrong at all. Panyu, Panyu, Panjun. I only hope that the emperor can often speak to his concubines, and it is enough to wish. ”

Some obsessions, if you let go, you will feel relieved. Hongli suddenly felt that it was this feeling of relief that Panyu gave her. And the intimacy between them doesn't have to see each other day and night, the kind of you and me. But the water flows for a long time, and it is very comfortable. "I'm down." The short three words are more like a promise that weighs like a thousand pounds.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Panyu smiled gratefully, and finally stopped crying. Seriously, Panyu really wanted to ask Hongli seriously, did he really think that Fucha Xunyan's death was his unscrupulous calculation. But when the words came to her lips, she actually held back. Does the emperor really care about himself?

Panyu was a little sad, after all, in the past, she faced him, she didn't have to look forward and backward, she didn't have to think hard, she didn't have to be afraid of which sentence was wrong, and he brushed his sleeves away. But if she really said something wrong, would the emperor remember this time, would she be good?