The next day, Luo Qingrong was summoned inexplicably, and he was not lightly frightened. She hurriedly sorted out her appearance and carefully followed Xiao Ping. Halfway, she wanted to ask several times but didn't dare to say more, Xiao Ping's face was gloomy, and she always felt that nothing good would happen.

Yesterday, Luo Qingyun had just had an accident, and the emperor suddenly summoned her to investigate, she prayed all the way to the imperial garden with a worried heart.

The waiting maids and eunuchs stood in a row, and in the Fucui Pavilion, the emperor could be seen from a distance.

Luo swallowed lightly and felt his throat dry.

"Go ahead!" Xiao Ping stopped, turned his eyes and said disdainfully: "Don't lose your etiquette when you see the emperor!" ”

"No!" Luo Qingrong's voice was weak, but her feet seemed to be filled with lead, and she slowly moved forward.

The emperor stood with his back to each other, with a slender figure. The scenery of Fucui Pavilion is very beautiful, the lake is full of lotus flowers, although it is a hot summer, there is a light wind here, Luo leaned over stiffly: "Slave, I have seen the emperor!"

She didn't dare to raise her eyes, she didn't know what the emperor was saying about her today. Seeing that there was no one on the other side to answer her, her heart was about to jump to her throat, but she couldn't hold back and didn't dare to tremble. Suddenly, a slender hand stretched out in front of him, and the emperor handed over a handkerchief, and his voice was indifferent but unexpected: "Wipe the sweat!" ”

Luo Qingrong was flattered, she gasped, slowly took the veil, and tears were about to fall from her eyes with excitement: "Thank you, Emperor!" How dare she wipe any sweat after taking the handkerchief, she clutched it in the palm of her hand, and still didn't dare to raise her head.

I don't know if it's because of the hot weather or because of the weakness of her heart, her forehead is covered with beads of sweat. The emperor was so abnormal, which made her really uneasy. In a hundred turns, the emperor slowly walked over.

"Sit down!" He walked over to the table and tapped his fingers lightly on the table, motioning for her to sit opposite.

"No!" Luo pursed her lips lightly, sat down cautiously step by step, and only after a while did she dare to slowly raise her eyes.

The emperor in front of her, the handsome eyes that she dreamed of looking back and forth were looking at her at the moment, in those eyes, there was no dislike and contempt, just looking at her flatly, this seemingly ordinary look made her heart churn, although all this was inexplicable, she couldn't calm down.

"I don't know what the emperor called the slave maid?" She asked softly, her voice delicate and contrived, as if she was pretending to be gentle with her throat and eyes.

The emperor smiled disdainfully, and said coldly: "Can't I summon you if I have nothing to do?" ”

"That's not what the slave meant!" The heart she had just let go of was lifted again, and she tugged at the veil fiercely, but she did not dare to speak again.

The emperor sat opposite her without saying a word, and looked at her several times with impatient sideways eyes, as if he was waiting for someone to be restless. After a while, Luo Qingrong only felt that her waist was a little sore when she sat upright, but she couldn't be rude in front of the emperor, she didn't know why the emperor summoned her but ignored her.

In the sultry afternoon, her heart was a little messy, sweating and only feeling thirsty, but she didn't dare to move the tea in front of her. She stared at the teapot and pursed her lips secretly, the emperor suddenly picked up the teapot and poured a cup and handed it to her, she was stunned and hurriedly took it.

Seeing that the emperor's eyes became gentle, she squeezed out a smile in shock, and drank it without losing etiquette, the herbal tea was very refreshing, and the emperor poured it even more sweet.

"Still drinking?" The emperor still had a strange smile on his face.

Luo Qingrong nodded in a daze, and felt that it was inappropriate, so he hurriedly said: "The slave is rude, how dare you bother the emperor, the slave and the maid will fall by themselves." ”

"It's okay!" The emperor took her teacup and soaked it again, but suddenly paused, as if looking at her face, paused, he stretched out his hand, and Xiao Ping handed over a handkerchief. The emperor's movements were very light, he took the handkerchief and slowly stretched out his hand, Luo Qingrong's stiff body did not dare to move, the emperor wiped his forehead for her, and said with a smile: "Are you so hot?" ”

Luo was stunned lightly, the teacup was almost not steady, and she stammered back: "Emperor Xie cares, the slave is not hot." ”

As soon as the words fell, she raised her head, thinking that the emperor would smile at him gently, but she didn't expect the emperor's expression to gradually get cold, he threw the handkerchief that wiped her forehead on the ground very casually, slowly straightened up, and straightened his robe.

Luo Qingrong also hurriedly got up, and the emperor's tone instantly became cold: "You can go back." ”

"Huh?" Luo Qingrong was confused, and said, "No, slave maid...... Slaves obey! ”

The emperor seemed to be impatient to leave here, and the meteor disappeared in front of her eyes, and she was suddenly the only one left in the imperial garden. She held the teacup, looked back at the handkerchief on the ground, and was stunned for a long time.

On the way back, she kept recalling the picture just now, who would have thought that the emperor would wipe her sweat, she thought it was a dream in a trance, but she looked down at the handkerchief she was holding to believe that Fang was real. In any case, no matter what the emperor's purpose is, the emperor didn't mention Luo Qingyun's matter today, maybe the emperor just suddenly missed her, suddenly wanted to see her, she didn't need to think so much, mediocrity disturbed herself.

Thinking of the scene just now, the corners of her mouth unconsciously hooked up a smile, but she didn't notice the Lingyu that had been waiting for her for a long time in front of her.

"Stop!"

Luo was taken aback, raised his head and saw Lingyu, hurriedly hid the handkerchief in his arms, and said with a smile: "Sister Lingyu, I just left in a hurry, I didn't see you!" ”

"Hmph, it doesn't matter. But Concubine Ying sent you to go, I've been waiting here for a long time! ”

"Mother?" Luo Qingrong didn't think much about it, and hurriedly said: "No! ”

When the emperor returned to the Xiahui Palace, Luo Qingyun hurriedly greeted him and looked at him expectantly. The emperor glanced at her and sat down at the table angrily, drank two cups of tea, raised his eyes and reprimanded: "What bad idea? ”

"What's wrong? Failed? Luo Qingyun's face changed instantly.

The emperor's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he pointed to his forehead: "Do you only care about whether this matter can be successful?" Look at the sweat on my forehead! ”

“......”

"On a hot day, let me sit in the Imperial Garden for an hour!"

Luo Qingyun hurriedly took the handkerchief and handed it over respectfully: "The emperor has worked hard, you quickly wipe your sweat!" After that, she instructed Du Ruo to bring a bowl of herbal tea to relieve the heat: "The concubine has prepared herbal tea for you!" ”

The emperor took the handkerchief and threw it on the side, Luo Qingyun was stunned, and took a handkerchief from Du Ruo's hand, and stepped forward with some embarrassment, the emperor raised his head slightly, as if waiting for her to serve. Luo Qingyun approached him, stiffly picked up the handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat on his forehead, she had a faint fragrance on her body, the emperor looked at her serious side face, and suddenly grabbed her wrist with some shame: "Okay, it's okay." ”

Luo Qingyun looked at his reddish earlobes and smiled secretly: "Your Majesty, is the plan still going well?" ”

"Hmm!"

"Did Concubine Ying see you and Luo Qingrong together?"

"Hmm!"

"Is she angry?"

"How do I know if she's angry?" The emperor picked up the herbal tea, Luo Qingyun was about to step forward to serve, and the emperor stretched out a hand to stop her: "Okay, okay, I will drink it myself!" ”

"Oh!" Luo Qingyun continued: "Did Concubine Ying leave after seeing it? ”

"Hmm!"

Luo Qingyun smiled very happily: "That's it, Concubine Ying is jealous, she will definitely not let go of Luo Qingrong when she sees this scene!" ”

The emperor glanced at her sideways and put down the tea bowl: "What should I do next?" ”

Luo Qingyun looked at the sky and said with a smile: "Don't worry, you and I will have to go to Concubine Ying's residence later." ”()

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