On the long table carved from jade, Shu Xingying, who was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, supported her angular chin with one hand, and held a brush in the other, her deep dark eyes could no longer see the dense words on the fold.

Shu Xingying saw that these words were floating, and directly hit a few big forks on the text, and then planted it on the jade table, and there was a calm snoring sound, and the ink-stained brush was directly pressed under her face.

When she could vaguely see the magnificent buildings of the Imperial Palace, Qiao Wanyu stood up with her left hand slightly, and the maid who followed behind her stopped.

Turning around, Qiao Wanyu said, "Give me the tonic soup, you can go back." ”

The maidservant carefully handed the tray into Qiao Wanyu's hands, saluted and said yes and walked back.

Jiang Qing, who was standing outside the Imperial Palace, saw Qiao Wanyu not far in front of him and immediately greeted him, and said with a flattering smile: "The old slave greets the noble concubine." ”

Qiao Wanyu smiled slightly, "Gonggong Jiang is polite, can the emperor be in the Imperial Palace?" ”

"The emperor is here." Jiang Qing looked at the tray in Qiao Wanxin's hand and said, "How can you let Niangniangyu carry a heavy object in her hand and let the old slave hold it." ”

"I'll just take it, after all, it's for the emperor to make up the soup himself, and it's not in the way." Qiao Wanyu said.

Jiang Qing said with a smile: "Niangniang is really considerate to the emperor. ”

"This is what the palace should do for the emperor, so please trouble Gonggong Jiang to go in and report to the emperor." Qiao Wanxin and Jiang Qing came to the gate of the Imperial Palace.

Jiang Qing responded and walked towards the Heart Cultivation Hall in the palace, "Qi." Jiang Qing, who had just said a word, raised his eyes slightly and saw the emperor sleeping soundly on the jade table, so he had to walk softly towards the outside of the hall.

Qiao Wanyu saw Jiang Qing who came out and gently closed the door, and was puzzled: "Isn't Emperor Jiang unwilling to see the palace?" ”

Jiang Qing looked apologetic and explained: "Niangniang's words are serious, how could the emperor not want to see Niangniang, it's just that the emperor is asleep and the old slave is inconvenient to disturb." ”

Qiao Wanyu looked at the sky, now the sun has not set, with his many years of understanding of Huangfu Duzhe, he usually doesn't sleep, it can't help but be a little strange, could it be that Huangfu Duzhe is sick?

"Then the palace will bring the soup in and put it away, and when the emperor wakes up, the father-in-law will say that the palace will not make any noise to the emperor. Luckily? Although Qiao Wanyu was asking, she had a tone that could not be refused.

Jiang Qing felt that since she was for the good of Huangfu Duzhe, she agreed. He gently pushed the door open, stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please, bowed slightly and said, "Niangniang, please." ”

Qiao Wanyu walked into the door and did walk softly, she was also afraid of disturbing the sleeping emperor, and when she walked to the Heart Cultivation Palace, she saw Shu Xingying who was sleeping soundly, she carefully put the tonic soup she brought on a sandalwood table, but she did not immediately walk towards the outside of the hall but walked towards Shu Xingying in a soft voice.

Seeing the scattered folds falling on the ground, Qiao Wanxin lifted the hem of her skirt slightly, squatted down to pick up the folds and carefully placed them on the table, looking at the emperor's handsome and exquisite, face like a carved side face, her heart beat more and more, her hand couldn't help but touch his face lightly, although she coveted him, she was afraid of waking him up.

Shu Xingying, who was asleep, scratched her face, and saliva flowed out of her mouth.

Qiao Wanyu naturally saw this scene and couldn't help but be a little surprised, she never expected Huangfu Duzhe to drool, but she looked like a child and was very cute, she had never seen such a cute him in four years since she married Huangfu Duzhe. She pulled a handkerchief from the embroidered belt around her waist, albeit somewhat

Cowering, still holding a handkerchief, slowly approaching the corner of Shu Xingying's mouth, wiping the saliva that flowed out for her.

Shu Xingying, who was a little conscious, felt that someone was touching her mouth, and she opened her eyes when she felt a little uncomfortable. The curtain in front of her was like a bewitching but unfamiliar face, and she frowned suspiciously, still a little confused.

Qiao Wanyu looked at Shu Xingying's changing expression, thinking that she had disturbed her sleep, she was displeased, and knelt on the ground in a panic and said in a slightly trembling voice: "It was the concubine's fault that disturbed the emperor's rest, please punish the emperor." ”

The concubine claimed to be the wife of this emperor, and she looked really attractive, this emperor was really glamorous, but I was not blessed to lose weight for him,

Shu Xingying said generously: "Ai Concubine, get up, I don't blame you." ”

"Your Majesty." Qiao Wanyu's heart was finally settled.

As soon as Qiao Wanyu got up and looked up, she saw Shu Xingying's face stained by the ink on the brush, and said embarrassedly: "Your Majesty, the left side of your face is stained by ink." ”

Shu Xingying rubbed the left side of her face with her hand, and the ink that had not dried was on her hand, so she turned her face sideways and glared at the culprit lying on the table.

"Your Majesty, the concubine will go and ask Father-in-law Jiang to help you prepare the cleaning things." Qiao Wanyu said softly.

Shu Xingying kept rubbing her face with her hands, and responded casually: "Go, go, go." ”

As soon as Qiao Wanyu walked out of the Heart Cultivation Palace, Shu Xingying immediately walked towards the bedroom to look in the mirror, looking at the somewhat blurry face in the mirror was exactly the same as the face in her memory, her hand touched the lips of this real body, she would always say to him at that time that his lips were so tempting that he couldn't help but want to kiss him, and as soon as he finished speaking, he kissed himself first.

There were ripples in Shu Xingying's heart, but she knew that it couldn't be him, after all, that person was gone ten years ago.

"Don't think about it, it's just a skin, it can't be him." Shu Xingying muttered to herself, and then turned her attention to the messy ink marks on her face.

"Father-in-law Jiang will go in the palace alone and clean it for the emperor." Qiao Wanxin said.

Jiang Qing is an old man in the palace, so he naturally handed over the cleaning items in his hand to Qiao Wanyu and waited outside the door.

When he walked to the Heart Cultivation Hall and didn't see Shu Xingying's figure, he guessed that she was in the dormitory, but Qiao Wanyu didn't go because Huangfu Duzhe had told her that he didn't like people entering the dormitory without his permission.

Qiao Wanyu called: "Your Majesty, the concubine is here with cleaning materials, you come out and let me help you clean up." ”

"Okay." Shu Xingying walked towards the inside and outside.

She sat down on a chair in the hall, Qiao Wanxin brought things over, she looked at Shu Xingying's red face, and said distressedly: "Your Majesty, your face is rubbed red, don't do this in the future, otherwise the concubine will be distressed, okay?" As she spoke, her slender jade fingers touched Shu Xingying's face.

Shu Xingying coughed embarrassedly, took her hand off her face, and said unnaturally: "I'm a man, it's okay, rubbing my face is the same as tickling, don't worry about it, concubine, just have that I wash it myself, don't bother you." She wanted to snatch the towel from Qiao Wanyu's hand.