On this day, when the twilight was approaching, the father-in-law of the respectful room came to the letter, saying that the emperor had turned over the sign of the virtuous concubine to sleep tonight.

Shen Chang'an, who learned the news, was sitting in the hall playing a game of empty chess, she dropped a black piece on the chessboard, and then a white piece, and the two white pieces intercepted and killed the last black piece, and the whole game was lost.

"I went back to the emperor, saying that the palace was unwell today and couldn't sleep." Chang'an closed his eyes for a moment, and indifferently looked at the cold flue standing on the side.

"Master!" Hanyan was shocked, "How good is this......"

"You just go back to the emperor like this, what responsibility does the palace bear."

And what responsibility can it have? Chang'an thought to himself. It's rare that Chu Luo would really blame her for not going to bed?

She smiled coldly.

She originally wanted to go to him, and wanted to ask him face-to-face why he summoned Zhong Yuxiu. But when she thought about it, she really thought that the question was too ridiculous. He is the emperor, the emperor with three thousand harem beauties, whose brand does he want to turn over, how can she Shen Changan be the final word. Thinking of this, her heart felt desolate. Everyone in this palace is afraid of the emperor and is in awe of him, but she, Shen Changan, is not. He is just Chu Luo, and his identity has only changed from King Lin'an to Emperor, even so, he is still her Chu Luo, it was like this in the past, and it is like this now.

With a loud bang, she reached out and knocked over the entire chessboard, and the white and black sons fell to the ground one after another.

In the Mingde Palace, Chu Luo reviewed the chapter in front of the case, and Cheng Dehai held the green head card of the respectful room, held it high above his head, and said respectfully, "Back to the emperor, the palace maid next to Concubine Xian Niangniang sent a letter, saying that Niangniang was unwell today and could not serve the saint, and asked the emperor to re-flop." ”

Chu Luo stopped the pen in the book, frowned slightly, "I was fine yesterday, why am I sick today?" ”

"This ......" Cheng Dehai wanted to speak and stopped, "the slave ...... The minions don't know either. ”

Chu Luo looked at him like this, and his face gradually became suspicious, "If you have anything to say, what's wrong?" ”

Cheng Dehai pondered seriously for a moment, and then replied, "Slave guess...... Perhaps...... Maybe it's because of Lord Zhong......"

After finishing speaking, there was no sound in the hall for a long time, Cheng Dehai Nuono looked up, and saw that the emperor had a cold face, not seeing a single color, and became more and more frightened, and knelt down and said, "The emperor must not be angry, the slave is just guessing wantonly, it can't be true......"

After another half of the night, Chu Luo sighed deeply and touched his forehead with his fingers, "I think maybe that's the reason...... Changan...... Alas...... Well, I'll go and see her. ”

At this time, Wanxiang was watching Chang'an play one game after another of empty chess in the palace, and she also knew what was going on in her heart and was worried, just as soon as she looked outside the hall, she caught a glimpse of bright yellow, and said happily, "Niangniang, the emperor has come to find you." ”

Chang'an was shocked when he heard this, and immediately opened the six-sided vermilion lacquer window sash in the hall, and saw his figure at a glance.

She was silent, but there was a light smile on her face, but when she suddenly thought of Chu Luo's affair with Zhong Yuxiu yesterday, she suddenly restrained her smile again, and only said lightly, "Wanxiang, go and tell the emperor that the palace is gone." ”

Wan Xiang was stunned for a moment, and the smile on Fang Cai's face froze on her face, "Niangniang, this ...... This can't be helped, since the emperor has come to you, you can go and see it. ”

Chang'an's face was cold, and he said in a deep voice, "Don't go." ”

Wanxiang wanted to persuade again, but seeing that Chang'an had already turned around and ignored it, she knew that it would be useless to say more, so she had to accept it.

After Wanxiang left, Chang'an was even more uneasy, she calmed down and ignored the noise outside, but the noise came to her ears one after another, she finally couldn't bear it, leaned on the window and looked out, and was suddenly startled - I saw Chu Luo standing in the courtyard with a gloomy face, and the eunuchs and palace maids in his palace knelt in front of him.

Chang'an surged up with anger for no reason, he punished the palace people in her palace like this, it was really like she had done something wrong.

She immediately opened the window and said loudly, "The concubine will not see the emperor today, the emperor should go back." ”

Chu Luo heard the prestige, only to see that the window was wide open, but there was no figure, his face was so cold that Ren Chang'an could feel his faint anger across the room, "Chang'an, don't play with the child's temper anymore." ”

Chang An sneered in his heart, she has always had such a temper, and now, he can't bear it anymore.

She turned her back and closed her eyes, repeating, "Your Majesty, please go back—"

There was no movement for a long time, she thought that he might really go back, so she quickly stood up and looked out the window, and saw that he was still standing under the porch, and her hanging heart slowly let go.

He stared for a long time, and finally spoke, "Chang'an, I ask the last sentence again, do you see me?" ”

For a moment, tears flowed down from the corners of her eyes, she was so obsessively in love with him, so she resented him deeply. If she sees him, it is a compromise, and if there are other women in this harem besides her who can impress him, then she can't.

Her eyes were calm, and she spoke out for a long time, "The concubine is gone." ”

He listened to her words, his heart ached, his eyes were full of blooming peach blossoms, and unconsciously, a layer of tears appeared under his eyes.

"If you don't see it, you won't see it."

He raised his hand, "Cheng Dehai, go back to the palace." ”

"Let's go—"

Cheng Dehai's sharp voice echoed in the sky above the Chonghua Hall for a long time.

From this moment on, Chang'an believed that he had really left.

She must have broken his heart, but he had already hurt her silently several times.

Chang'an lifted the curtain again, watched the bright yellow dragon drive out of her palace step by step, and gradually moved away, but the palace people in her palace still couldn't kneel for a long time, until the bright yellow was gone.

Suddenly, as if she had gone mad, she lifted her dress and rushed out of the temple.

"Master—"

"Mother-"

Several voices behind her were calling out to her, but she didn't realize it. She stumbled out of the palace, looking at the bright yellow that she could no longer catch up, and lost her strength to slowly sit down holding on to the vermilion wall of the long alley.

Hurried footsteps sounded beside her, and Hanyan and Wanxiang tried to help her up with great effort, but she shook off their hands and sat down in the corner again, feeling the biting cold spread from the ground to her body, and then to the depths of her heart.

With tears in her eyes, she suddenly saw Chu Luo, who was dressed in a cyan python robe, stopped in front of her, smiled warmly, and said softly, "Why is Chang'an crying like this again?" Get up quickly, and tell this king if there is anything unsatisfactory. She smiled slightly, and wanted to help his hand get up, but in a moment, the figure in green clothes suddenly disappeared.

She stood up slowly, reached out to wipe the tears from her cheeks, and walked towards the palace step by step.