Chapter 12: The Emperor
This time, it was King An who took her into the palace with her.
Xiao Dong was held by King An with one hand and stumbled. The snow on the palace road had been swept away, and the soles of the shoes were frozen hard when they stepped on, and the stones made a cold and brittle sound.
It doesn't seem to be the same path as the last time.
Xiao Dong turned his head and glanced at King An.
His lips pursed, looking up from Xiao Dong's angle, the contour of his chin looked a little sharp.
King An stopped, stretched out his hand to straighten the little hat on Xiao Dong's head, and then carried her over the two-foot-high threshold like a chicken.
Maybe Xiao Dong exaggerated the height of the threshold, but if she wants to pass it, she may not be able to climb over it smoothly with both hands and feet.
It was a large study, with rows of bookshelves reaching from floor to ceiling, full of books. It's a bit like a modern library, but modern books are all vertically arranged, but here they are all horizontally.
King An let go of her hand and waved in one direction: "Brother Huang." ”
Hey?
Emperor, Imperial Brother?
Xiao Dong opened his eyes and looked over, this is the emperor? But why didn't the emperor wear a golden embroidered dragon yellow robe?
The emperor was not very old, it seemed that he was in his thirties, he did not have a beard, he was wearing a stone blue regular clothes, wearing a plain gauze crown on his head, and his face was slightly tired.
To be honest, if it weren't for King An worshipping him, Xiao Dong really didn't think that this was the emperor, and the image of the emperor in her mind was too different.
King An turned his head, and Xiao Dong realized that he hadn't saluted yet. But before she could bow down, the emperor had already raised his hand: "Don't be polite, there are no outsiders here." He paused: "Is this Xiaodong?" ”
He said the last sentence very slowly, and his gaze slowly moved to Xiao Dong's body.
His eyes were dark and deep, and his gaze was ...... Some are overly focused.
If Xiaodong is not three or four years old now, but thirteen or fourteen years old, she can still be said to be so beautiful and attractive to attract others to see it like this. But—
Xiao Dong suddenly felt an itchy nose, and before she could hold her breath, a big sneeze had already come out.
The two big men were stunned, and Xiao Dong touched his nose with an innocent expression. This, isn't it also that, a kind of loss of honor in front of the emperor?
It may be that I have just come in from the cold outside the house, or it may be because there is a heavy, like the smell of wood and flowers, and it smells good, that is, ...... Maybe Xiaodong is small, has a sensitive nose, and feels a little choked.
The emperor didn't seem to care at all, Xiao Dong felt his ribs tighten, his legs had left the ground, and he was picked up by the emperor.
Although Xiao Dong is used to being hugged around, this is the emperor!
Well, the emperor's eyebrows are thick, and if he frowns, he must be very imposing.
His hands seemed to be trembling slightly, and Xiao Dong looked at him curiously.
The faces of the emperor and King An are similar, but the eyebrows and eyes are not very similar, and King An is more like the Empress Dowager Shengci, delicate and handsome. The emperor looks more rigid and resolute, and perhaps he is more like the previous emperor.
"Brother Huang."
King An took Xiao Dong over and whispered, "This child has been living in Zhuangzi before, and he has some recognition. ”
Who recognizes life, she is just afraid of revealing flaws, so she will not take the initiative to speak and act.
The emperor's hand lightly touched Xiao Dong's face: "She ......" paused and did not continue.
Xiao Dong looked at King An and then at the emperor, and always felt that the atmosphere in this room was a little strange.
This is the emperor's study? It's not like a place to meet visitors.
Besides, Xiao Dong didn't think that she was so important, and when she left Zhuangzi and went to the capital, King An specially brought her to see the emperor. Emperor, how busy should he be, maybe his son and daughter are not available to see him, where will he have the time to meet his little niece?
Xiao Dong has been silent, and has obviously been shrinking into King An's arms.
The emperor seemed to be a little overwhelmed, and his expression seemed to want to get close to her and make her happy, but he didn't know what to say or do. And, to maintain the majesty and decency of being an emperor, so it seems, uh...... Awkward?
King An put Xiao Dong down on the ground: "Xiao Dong is good, go outside with Gonggong Li to play for a while." ”
A middle-aged eunuch in a dark blue robe came over and led Xiao Dong out with a smile.
Xiao Dong glanced back, and the emperor and King An obviously had something to say.
Moreover, Xiao Dong intuitively felt that what they were going to say had something to do with her.
But she's a little child, what's there to discuss?
Hmm, no.
Xiao Dong suddenly thought that maybe what they were going to say was related to her mother.
Yes, it must be. The "she" that the emperor didn't finish talking about just now may not be referring to himself, or he may be referring to his mother.
Xiao Dong turned back step by step, and really wanted to go back and eavesdrop on the cracks in the window.
Gonggong Li said with a smile: "The county lord doesn't have to be in a hurry, the prince will come out in a while." He beckoned a palace man to come: "You take the county lord to the side hall and wait for a while, and wait for it." ”
The palace man answered, and Xiao Dong was transferred again.
She raised her head, this palace man was also wearing the same light green round-necked smock as the high-ranking female official that day, is it also a female official?
"What's your name?" She asked.
The woman replied respectfully, "The slave is called the orb." ”
The sky was gloomy and a leaden gray, as if a gray cloth was covering the palace walls in all directions, making people feel a little breathless.
Baozhu gently took Xiao Dong's hand and led her around the cloister and into a side hall.
"Is the county lord hungry? Shall I have some refreshments? ”
Xiao Dong's head shook like a wave drum.
Don't have dim. Why do you always have to have nothing to do with dim sum?
The side hall was warm, and Xiao Dong sat on the edge of the low table, putting his feet close to the charcoal stove.
Baozhu hurriedly said: "Be careful, the county lord will burst into sparks, don't burn your skirt." ”
She took a copper cover from the side and fastened it to the charcoal stove, and added a cotton pad to the copper cover, before removing Xiaodong's shoes and putting her two little feet on top of it.
Hmm, it's warm.
Xiao Dong curled up comfortably and put his hand up.
The weather is really cold, and Xiaodong is not used to going out, obviously wearing little buckskin boots, his feet are still cold.
Don't people say that children are hot? Why is she so afraid of the cold?
Her head turned around to see that this side hall should be some years old, and although the charcoal basin was burning, it still looked dark and cold.
Suddenly, someone coughed, Xiao Dong was startled, Baozhu had already stood up.
"Who's there?"
A man walked out from behind the screen, and Baozhu saw him curtsied, saying, "I don't know that the second prince is here, the slave is rude." ”
"It doesn't matter. I just wanted to rest here for a while, so I didn't tell anyone. The man looked at Xiao Dong: "Who is this?" ”
Without waiting for Baozhu to reply, he nodded: "I remember, this is Uncle An's youngest daughter, Alu's younger sister." ”
Xiao Dong also stood up and saluted in a proper manner.
"Don't be polite."
The second prince returned the salute to Xiao Dong, and Xiao Dong had time to see him clearly. The second prince was a thin young man, and he was only twelve or thirteen years old, he was wearing a gray robe, and his face was not very good-looking.
Strange, didn't Zhao Lu say that the princes all study and go to school together? Why didn't this second prince go to school?