As Emperor Joan of Arc listened, the gloom on his face gradually dissipated and was replaced by a little lightness. When Wen Qingwu saw this, he knew that he was right. In his opinion, anyone who said he was wrong deserved to die.

Fortunately, fortunately, I didn't follow his words and said that he was cruel, and he suppressed first and then promoted something.

He looked at Wen Qingwu and said, "Just because you dare to say this in front of me, you don't dare to say a word to others." ”

When Wen Qingwu heard this, he knelt down without saying a word: "It's hard to suppress the love for a while, and I hope Your Majesty will forgive me if there are many trespasses." She said very sincerely: "It's just that these are all false words that Sumire thinks in her heart, and she realizes it." ”

"That's it, I'm really going to punish you, but if I don't look back, I'm going to say that I'm not merciful. I can tolerate people, and I can listen to all kinds of good and bad words. Emperor Joan of Arc waved his hand, looking indifferent: "It's just that I won't talk about these arrogances in the future." ”

"Naturally, never mention it again." Wen Qingwu said.

"Let's go." Emperor Zhende said: "Hurry up and give me better clothes, and I have to go to the Yiluan Hall for dinner, I am starving to death." ”

"Yes." Wen Qingwu breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart, got up, and squatted on the ground to change his boots for Emperor Joan of Arc.

Emperor Zhende looked at Wen Qingwu who was squatting on the ground: "I don't like you like this, you're not a little woman at all." He said. After saying those words to Wen Qingwu, he suddenly felt that he was much closer to her. Or is it because ...... Her thoughts were unusually similar to his, in some ways. It's like having a confidant hidden in the shadows. But it's not a confidant, after all, he's just a small talent.

In short, it seemed to him that the distance was much closer, so he spoke more casually. Even Wen Qingwu's self-proclaimed "I" in his words didn't bother to correct it. That's good. There is a person who can talk to himself with his heart, and he can speak with his heart, and he can talk speculatively. Since becoming an emperor, no one knows how difficult it is to find such a person than Emperor Joan of Arc. Even if it was the first queen, when the two talked privately, they mostly advised and corrected. He loves Empress Xian, but he prefers to talk to Wen Qingwu.

Wen Qingwu squatted on the ground and was putting on his shoes for Emperor Zhende when he heard his words. Ever since Fang Cai's conversations, she didn't want to talk to Joan of Arc at all. But he didn't dare not answer. So he asked: "The emperor likes Jiaojiaoer?" ”

"That's nature. What guy doesn't like a petite girl? Jiaojiaoer is so good, tender and sweet, can be my interpretation flower, and can be my body safety. How nice. Emperor Joan of Arc said. Yes, he does like the virtuous and gentle Jiao'er.

Wen Qingwu put on her shoes, got up and took her waist and tied it to the belt of Emperor Joan of Arc: "Well, I must not be a Jiaojiao in the future." ”

When Emperor Joan of Arc heard this, he glanced at Wen Qingwu and pulled the waist in her hand: "Get away." I like to be unpleasant. ”

Wen Qingwu had long wanted to leave, and when he heard this, his eyes lit up, he bowed and saluted, and said obediently: "Yes." As he spoke, he was about to withdraw.

Emperor Joan of Arc was displeased when he saw this: "If I let you go, you will leave?" ”

"Is it possible for me to disobey the Holy Command? Sumire never dared. Wen Qingwu stopped and looked at Emperor Joan of Arc in fear.

Emperor Joan of Arc glanced at Wen Qingwu again: "Don't you dare?" You don't know how many times you've disobeyed me. No, I'm angry when it comes to this, go, stand outside for me, and let you know what will happen to you. ”

"There's a snowstorm outside."

"It is to learn from the wind and snow, and only after suffering the sin can you be honest." Emperor Joan of Arc said uncompassively, and he lowered his head to tie the peiyu around his waist.

"Yes." Wen Qingwu responded and retreated.

Li Jianzhi stood outside the door and saw Wen Qingwu come out, so he asked, "Dressed?" ”

Wen Qingwu nodded. Li Jianzhi wanted to ask something, Wen Qingwu had already gone out to stand.

"What is this?" Li Jianzhi followed and walked out.

The wind and snow were howling, Wen Qingwu was standing outside the eaves, and Li Jianzhi was standing under the eaves, looking at Wen Qingwu in the wind and snow. He also heard everyone's laughter, and it didn't look like he was angry.

"The emperor punished me." Wen Qingwu stood with his back to Li Jianzhi.

"How can people punish you for no reason? Didn't you do something wrong? Li Jianzhi asked again.

Emperor Joan of Arc had already left the dormitory, walked to the main hall and bypassed Cheng Jin, and hurriedly bowed down to salute, but was stopped by Emperor Joan of Arc and made a boo gesture. Cheng Jin understood, but followed behind Emperor Joan of Arc but did not make a sound.

"Because I'm not a petite." Wen Qingwu still had his back to the eaves and the palace door, and said leisurely.

Li Jianzhi paused when he heard this, then shook his head and smiled: "You." As he spoke, he was about to turn around and go back to the hall, but as soon as he turned around, he saw Emperor Joan of Arc walking behind him: "Ouch, everyone! He hastened to salute.

"Let's go, Concubine Shu is still waiting for me." Emperor Joan of Arc said, his gaze swept over Wen Qingwu who was standing in the wind and snow. Wen Qingwu raised his head and looked at the wind and snow, as if enjoying the scenery.

"Cheng Jin, I have taken a good look at her, and she is not allowed to be lazy." Emperor Joan of Arc said.

"Yes." Cheng Jin responded, standing under the eaves and watching the back of Emperor Joan of Arc fade away.

In this way, in the wind and snow, Wen Qingwu stood outside, drenched in snow. Cheng Jin stood under the eaves at the back, quietly looking at Wen Qingwu, or guarding Wen Qingwu.

Emperor Joan of Arc did not rest at Concubine Mei's place that night, and returned soon after finishing his meal. It only took more than an hour to go back and forth, and when he came back, Wen Qingwu had already built a snowman.

Emperor Joan of Arc did not enter the main hall, but walked in front of Wen Qingwu and put his hands behind his back: "Honest, aren't you?" ”

Wen Qingwu stood upright, the soles of his shoes had sunk into the snow. The small mouth of the vermilion color was frozen purple and red, and when he saw Emperor Joan of Arc coming, he was still standing. Hearing his words, he said, "I've always been honest." ”

Li Jianzhi bent over and stood behind Emperor Zhende, and when he heard this, he looked up at Wen Qingwu and quickly lowered his head. Few people who call themselves "me" in front of everyone dare.

"It still hasn't gotten enough snow." Emperor Joan of Arc said with a straight face.

"Honestly." Wen Qingwu said immediately.

Emperor Joan of Arc put his hands behind his back and laughed: "Come in." He said, and then walked around Wen Qingwu towards the main hall. Wen Qingwu followed behind him and walked towards the Great Cause Palace, constantly rubbing his frozen hands.

"Did Little Nineteen's tea set reward you? Come and make a pot of tea for me, it's a cold day, drink some tea. Emperor Joan of Arc walked ahead and said.

"Yes." Wen Qingwu responded, walked forward to his small table, sat down and began to make tea.

The earth dragon in the hall baked the whole hall warm, Wen Qingwu entered the hall, and after a while, his body warmed up.

Wen Qingwu's tea was not boiled in the main hall, but followed Emperor Joan of Arc into the dormitory with a set of tea sets.