Feng Jue really wants the windmill in the emperor's hand, but he is angry with his uncle, what can he do?

The emperor deliberately ignored Feng Jue's longing eyes, and kept pulling the small rope on the windmill, and the windmill kept spinning.

"What can I do? To whom? The little prince of Prince Gong's family wants to say hello to me at noon today, or I will reward him! ”

The emperor talked to himself seriously, but he actually said it to Feng Jue.

Feng Jue heard it in his ears, and suddenly panicked, and now it was noon, and there was not much time left. It's such a good thing, you can't just miss it.

Wanying comprehended, hugged Feng Jue and approached the emperor, and sure enough, Feng Jue no longer broke free. The uncle and nephew finally released their suspicions and faced each other face to face.

The emperor still asked arrogantly: "Do you want to?" ”

Feng Jue also nodded arrogantly, "Hmm! ”

"Do you still talk to your uncle?" The emperor is half arrogant, half almost pleading.

Feng Jue took advantage of the emperor's inattention, grabbed the windmill, held it tightly in his hand, and then said triumphantly: "The windmill was made by my uncle for Feng Jue, and Feng Jue is not allowed to give it to Xiao Shizi by my uncle!" ”

Wanying smiled sweetly, looking at her softly, the uncle and nephew who had been reconciled as before.

"Your Majesty, Feng Jue just told Wanying that she likes her uncle!"

The emperor looked at Wanying, then hugged Feng Jue on his lap, stared at Feng Jue's eyes, and said: "Feng Jue, you are the princess of the royal family, you can't be willful in the future, let alone lie, understand?" ”

Feng Jue sat on the emperor's lap, turned the windmill in his hand, nodded sensibly, and said: "Feng Jue is wrong, Feng Jue should not have wronged his master, and Feng Jue should not be angry with his uncle." ”

The child is really a child, and anger comes and goes faster.

The uncle and nephew reconciled as before, and the worries in Wanying's heart disappeared.

Wanying accompanied her uncle and nephew to breakfast, and the palace maids brought the boiled Chinese medicine.

Wan Ying couldn't help frowning when she looked at the black and bitter water that night. Feng Jue was led by Yun Niang and the palace maids to see the little brothers. Only Wanying and the emperor were left in the palace.

The emperor personally picked up the medicine bowl, sat next to Wanying, tasted a spoonful with his own mouth, and coaxed: "It's not bitter, if you drink the medicine, the injury on your head can be healed sooner!" ”

Wan Ying coquettishly refused: "I drank this medicine yesterday, it is bitter and astringent, it is really difficult to drink!" ”

"Good medicine is good for disease, and if you drink it, the wound can be healed earlier."

Wanying still shook her head and refused: "Liulang, let's put it aside for a while, and when the meal is down later, Qing'er will definitely drink the medicine." ”

The emperor knew that Wanying wanted to shirk, put down the medicine bowl, and acted like a trick, took out a small plate of honey and three knives out of nowhere, held it in front of Wanying happily, and coaxed a child and said: "Take a sip and give you a piece of snack, okay?" ”

Wanying listened to the emperor's words and was so moved that she burst into tears.

The emperor thought that Wanying would be happy, but he didn't expect to shed tears and asked anxiously, "What's wrong?" What are you crying about? ”

"Liulang, Qing'er misses my mother!"

The emperor knew that Wanying was hurt by the scene, and remembered the scene when Aunt Lin fed her medicine when she was a child.

"Your mother's business, I have already been handled, don't worry, I will definitely find it."

Wanying bit her lower lip and sobbed tremblingly: "My brother has been looking for Xiao for half a year, and Wan Yun has also been looking for Xiao for half a year, but there is no whereabouts of my mother." ”

"I know all this, and I and You'an have been thinking about it for a long time, will your mother go to Huichang Mountain that night? We really can't think of where else your mother can go other than this place? ”

Wanying's eyes flashed with great hope, grabbed the emperor's arm, and said excitedly: "Yes, yes!" How to forget this place! My mother must have come to me, definitely. ”

The emperor hesitated and said: "In the past few days, You'an has been searching near Huichang Mountain with people every day, and there is no clue yet!" ”

Wanying immediately became depressed again! She also understands that if her mother went to look for her, why didn't she have a clue or whereabouts for half a year?

"Don't worry, I'll help you find your mother. It will also help you find the murderer of Master Shi. ”

Wan Ying nodded with difficulty, thinking in her heart about the words that the Queen Mother had warned her not long ago.

"Drink the medicine, your mother knows that you should worry if you are sick and don't drink medicine."

Wanying was no longer willful, picked up the medicine bowl and drank it all, and the emperor took a piece of greasy honey and put it in Wanying's mouth.

Wanying ate sweet snacks, thinking of Aunt Lin in her mind, and her stomach was full of bitter soup poured down.

The emperor still has to take care of every day, and he can't stay here for a long time. said that she would come again in the evening, Wanying did not resist this time, but eagerly agreed with the emperor at the time.

It was night, the emperor came as promised, and the two slept in the same bed, and the night was good.

But Wanyun's side, the emperor personally said last night that he would summon her today, which was what the emperor said casually, but Wanyun carefully put it in her heart.

As soon as it was dark, she dressed up and dressed up, even if she was just talking, she wanted to show her best side to the emperor.

Wait, wait, wait! The sky changed from inky blue to jet black. Yingchun Palace has never waited for Xiaolinzi's figure.

Wanyun dressed up, sat in the main hall, looked at the gate of the palace, and looked at the palace gate.

"Niangniang, let's rest, it's already the second watch, and the emperor will definitely not summon it."

"Wait a little longer, the emperor personally told the palace yesterday that he will summon the palace today."

"Or Niangniang, go to the warm pavilion and wait, sit here, the curtain is lifted around, and the heating can't be saved at all."

"It's very good here, you can see the palace gate when you lift the curtain, it's too hot in the warm pavilion, and the palace is so tired that you have to sweat."

Mo'er looked at Wanyun distressedly, and said worriedly: "Niangniang, you are pregnant with a child now, and you have an evil wind, and the child in your belly can't bear it!" ”

Wanyun no longer insisted, and followed Mo'er into the warm pavilion.

"Mother, you lie on the bed and rest for a while, and if there is a will, the slave will wake you up."

Wan Yun shook her head and denied: "No, no, if you lie down, the bun in this palace will be messy, the emperor summoned this palace, of course this palace can't be unkempt in the past, right?" ”

Mo'er understood Wanyun's intentions, so she could only help her lean against the head of the bed.

Just leaning on the bed, Wan Yun bounced up like a corpse, shook her head and said, "No, no, this palace can't lie here, let's sit on the chair!" ”

"Mother, what's the matter?"

"The palace is lying here, the back of the clothes are pressed out of the folds, the emperor finally summoned him, the clothes are not neat, it is not good!"

"Then let's take off the outer gown, and when the emperor calls, we will put it on again, and there will be no pleats!"

"No, it won't work! The emperor is so free to do so, and the palace is dressed and tied, isn't the time delayed? ”

Mo'er's heart was broken, so she could only help Wanyun get up again, find a round stool, put her clothes neatly and neatly, and then moved a brazier over.

"Mo'er, this palace is irritable at this moment, it's not cold at all, don't do this! Why don't you go to Zichen Hall in person and see what the emperor is doing? Let's ask from the side, when will the emperor summon the palace. ”

Wanyun is a fan of the authorities, Mo'er stayed out of the matter, and she already knew in her heart: The emperor will not summon again tonight! I couldn't bear Wanyun's grievances like this, so I could only go to Zichen Hall with a hard head.

More than half an hour later, Mo'er came back sweating profusely and panting.

"How? Is the emperor busy now? ”

Mo'er panted and shook her head, her breath was short, and she couldn't speak at all.

"Mo'er, tell me quickly, is the emperor still not available at this time?"

Mo'er still shook her head and panted, pulled Wanyun, fixed her mind and body, and squeezed out a sentence from the turbulent breath: "The emperor has been placed!" ”

"What? The emperor slept? How can it be? The emperor also wants to ask the palace about Wanying's interesting stories in the past! ”

Wanyun was reluctant to discuss this topic with the emperor before, and she struggled in her heart for a long time, and finally compromised with the emperor. But right now, the emperor doesn't give Wanyun this opportunity to discuss.

Mo'er had calmed down a lot, holding Wanyun's cold arm, pulling Wanyun to the fire, and said cautiously: "The emperor has already slept in the Immortal Palace!" ”

"Didn't Wanying refuse the emperor last night? Why did the two of them sleep together again tonight? ”

"Niangniang, who can say for sure about the two of them? With the mood, if you want to sleep together, you can sleep together, can we still ask? ”

Wanyun was dumbfounded by Mo'er's rhetorical question.

She dressed up and waited all night, only to wait for such a result.

If Mo'er didn't run in person, the emperor wouldn't summon him until dawn.

Disheartened, Wanyun plucked the bead hairpin from her head, and prepared to put it on the dressing table like a puppet. However, when her eyes touched her carefully groomed self in the bronze mirror, Wanyun felt ridiculous and disgusted, and suddenly grabbed the pearl hairpin and smashed it towards herself in the bronze mirror.

The pearl hairpin was smashed on the bronze mirror, making a crisp and piercing sound, and then fell on the bottles and cans on the dressing table, knocking over a bottle of osmanthus oil.

The fragrant osmanthus oil pounced on Wanyun's exquisite clothes at an inopportune time, and she was so happy that she refused to leave. The fragrant fragrance of osmanthus flowers, rigidly entangled with silk and satin, staged a joys and sorrows that do not belong to the golden autumn.

Last autumn, Wanyun was still a treasure in her palm, but after only one winter, she became a street stone.

From cinnabar mole to fly blood, it took Aunt Gao about two years, and Wanyun was even better, and she used it for half a year.

Mo'er was really afraid that Wanyun would take the old path of the old master, so she took off Wanyun's clothes worriedly, and persuaded bitterly: "Niangniang, you must not be angry, there is still a child in the belly!" ”

Wanyun closed her eyelids, she never wanted to see the poor face in the mirror again. However, the tears rolled down without warning as soon as they were closed.

"Niangniang, the master's aunt is because of resentment, so my father is tired, you have witnessed it with your own eyes and experienced it yourself, you must not dare to do this!"

Wanyun cried for a long time, hugged Mo'er and said, "Don't worry, mother's old way, this palace will not repeat it." ”

Wanyun's words seemed to be said to Mo'er, and more like to herself.

No matter who she said it to, Mo'er listened to it in her heart, and she could finally breathe a sigh of relief.