She only lit a lamp on the kang table on the chaise longue, and the faint light and shadow shone on her face, making her complexion a little pale. The dining room made a few delicate snacks and delivered them in mahogany boxes in the evening. Liu Eryue was sullen and served snacks on the table without saying a word.

"What? He won't come? Shen Yun really looked at her.

Liu February's voice didn't speak, only nodded, his eyes lowered, as if he was avoiding something. In her opinion, it was a shame for the emperor to ignore the concubine's invitation, and she hadn't mentioned it since she came back from the imperial study.

"The emperor is too busy, didn't Miss Qingluo also say it? This is a very moment, and there must be a lot of important things waiting for the emperor to make an idea. When the emperor is done with this period of time, I will definitely find a way to invite the emperor to the master. ”

In the last food box was a small plate of snow-white dragon whisker cake, with strands as clear as hair. Shen Yunzhen has been by the emperor's side for a long time, and he also knows the rules of refreshments in this palace. Some dim sums with complicated processes are generally not made for low-level concubines in the dining room. It's not explicitly stipulated, it's just a lazy move for those minions who see the wind and rudder.

"How did you do this?" She was a little surprised, could it be that Nan Jingpei ordered it?

"I heard from the people in the dining room that it was Concubine Xian Niangniang who specially ordered them to make it for the beauties." Liu February: "It's also a good idea of Concubine Xian, can you taste it?" ”

Not what he meant? She was a little lost in her heart, so she only glanced at it and didn't move her chopsticks to clip it.

"What did Donglai tell you?" She asked.

Liu February's stunned moment, then understood what she was asking, and said, "I didn't say anything, just said that the emperor was busy." It is also true that when the slave saw a group of ministers coming and going, she almost broke the threshold of the imperial study, presumably for the Xiao family's affairs. ”

She just wanted to ask what the situation was, but Nan Jingpei never showed up. Donglai refused to breathe through the wind, Tian Zhaorong was also chaotic and didn't know what was going on, Concubine Xian sent a snack to show her goodwill, but she was full of the meaning of use, and she wouldn't tell her the truth if she wanted to.

She hung her heart all night, watching the red candle turn from a whole candle to a stalactite-like candle tear. The early morning sun shines through the lattice windows, the palace maids and eunuchs get up to do the early morning sprinkling, and the bamboo branches and brooms rub against the blue brick floor, rustling, like a lingering stream. She was so sleepy that she leaned on the kang table and fell asleep.

Liu Eryue took a thin cotton cloak to drape it for her, she woke up, saw that it was not Nan Jingpei, sighed, and had no intention of sleeping.

"No news yet?" She asked.

Liu February: "Don't worry, master, the slave maid has inquired, and the emperor didn't go to anyone else yesterday, and has been in the imperial study." ”

She doesn't go to anyone else, that's what worries her the most. She didn't know what he was doing, and she didn't know if he could handle it. If there is a regret medicine in the world, she must buy it and eat it. She knew that Nan Jingpei must be very upset, the assassin's matter had not yet been clarified, and she was forced to deal with the Xiao family by herself.

For a whole month, he did not show up, and there was very little news to be heard. The news in this palace is closed, if the emperor intends to suppress any news, then don't want to hear the slightest rumor.

I only vaguely heard people talking, and some eunuchs saw the waterwheel in the palace pulling a corpse out of the palace, and some people speculated that the corpse should be Xiao's. Some people also said that since Xiao left, this palace has not been peaceful, and it is always like there is something eerie hidden in the eye. Sometimes it's Baohua Palace, and sometimes it's the Lost Pavilion that has been idle for many years.

She took the initiative to see Nan Jingpei several times, but she was blocked outside the imperial study by Donglai.

"Master, it's not that the slave refuses to report, you also know how busy the emperor is now, inside and outside the court, big and small things are piling up. You go back first, and when the emperor is free, the servant will guide the emperor to Lantai Palace as soon as possible. ”

She had heard this several times in a row, and finally she simply didn't go.

No matter what the situation of the Xiao family is, the Xiao family was given death, and the grievances and grievances between them are completely over. In addition, her father encountered an avalanche in the northern cold, and she had no hope, and she didn't know where to go for a while.

Spring is gradually coming, and it is coming as promised. The weather warmed up, the snow melted, and the deep into the soil disappeared without a trace. A row of willows in the pepper mud wall burst out of tender green shoots, and the air was filled with a sweet and warm fragrance.

A month ago, when she was just named a beauty, in this palace, except for Tian Zhaorong and Concubine Xian, there were frequent contacts one by one, and those mothers who were not very harmonious in the past and the women who had never met before almost leveled this small Lantai Palace. But seeing that the emperor didn't pay attention to her for a month, those people gradually stopped coming.

The world is like this, but fortunately she doesn't care.

She planted an orchid under the willow tree, and the seedlings were brought from the flower house. It's not that she's so laid-back, it's just that she's too nervous and wants to find something to soothe her mood.

Hearing that the vitality of orchids is extremely strong, she planted this orchid under the willow tree just to see how long it can live next to such a powerful opponent.

"What are you doing?" A familiar voice suddenly sounded behind him.

She could already hear his voice, and with a slight tremor of her hand, the shovel fell to the ground. He had already crouched down on one knee, one knee to the ground, and wrapped his arms around her from behind.

"I ......" She had a lot to ask, but she didn't know where to start.

"I don't remember you like orchids?" He reached out and flicked the veins of the orchid's leaves. The flowers and leaves are very thick, dark green in color, and are carefully selected in the flower room.

"But this orchid is planted in Lantai Palace, which is quite appropriate." He smiled: "The orchid is the flower of a gentleman, and you don't have to be a gentleman for a daughter, could it be that she planted it for me?" ”

"You...... Done with everything? ”

He didn't show up for a month, and he didn't tell her the news, which made her worry for so long. These words were faint, and she felt that the words were not worth it.

"Hmm." He answered, and then asked, "Are you worried about me?" ”

Shen Yunzhen bowed slightly, she was really worried about him, but she didn't want him to know.

She didn't speak, so he acquiesced: "Don't worry, it's all taken care of." ”

She turned her head to look at him, she hadn't seen him for a month, but he was very thin, the contours on his cheeks were becoming more and more distinct, his eyes were blue, his eyebrows were full of sorrow, and there were a few plump white hairs in his hair, as if the dragon whisker sent by the virtuous concubine that day.

She was suddenly a little stunned, and only said: "The emperor will go to the dormitory to rest first, and the slave will prepare refreshments for the emperor." ”

Nan Jingpei also stood up, he sat in front of the dragon book case for a long time, and only when he got together, the muscles and bones in his body clicked.

"It's time to get some rest." He turned around and walked in the direction of the dormitory, but before he could do it, he turned back again: "Oh yes, you have already become my concubine, don't talk about slaves and maids in the future, talk about concubines." ”