Nangong Shuo changed his clothes and was led into the imperial study by the eunuch. The emperor straightened up, his eyebrows revealing a hint of anticipation that he had never seen before.

Nangong Shuo bowed, and the emperor stepped forward and smiled: "Brother Huang doesn't need to be polite, let's go sit there." ”

Nangong Shuo pulled out a smile and teased: "I haven't seen him for three years, the emperor has grown taller, but he looks thinner again!" ”

The two sat in the guest hall, Xiao Ping made a pot of Longjing in Xingong, Zhejiang, and carefully poured it for them, Nangong Shuo held the cup to his lips, the tea was fragrant, and he smiled: "Good tea!" This capital is really a good place to raise people, I have been in the side for a long time and I am not suitable for this leisure life! ”

The emperor took a sip of tea, handed the cup to Xiao Ping, and said with a light smile: "Then how long are you going to stay in Beijing this time?" ”

The corners of Nangong Shuo's mouth hooked: "There are a lot of things to do when I come back this time, one is to congratulate you on your birthday, and the other is to ......" She paused and smiled: "The mother concubine has been talking for a long time, and wants me to marry a concubine, thinking that I have no heirs at a young age, and her old man has been forced to die, how dare I disobey." ”

The emperor was stunned and said helplessly: "But there are already two side concubines in your house, I heard that you also have a concubine in the army, why haven't you had any heirs all these years." The emperor suddenly looked at him with a wicked smile: "Do you need to pass on the imperial doctor to show you?" ”

Nangong Shuo was in a hurry, and hurriedly arched his hand and said: "Emperor Xie's good intentions, my health is fine!" After that, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and the corners of his mouth hooked: "You have so many concubines in your harem, what's the matter?" Still not in your eyes! ”

As soon as the words fell, the room was silent. The emperor's face sank, and he didn't reply for a long time. Nangong Shuo saw his face change, shook his head helplessly, and sighed: "She has been dead for so long, you should also let go!" ”

Hearing this, Xiao Ping's heart trembled, his face turned half white, he buried his head very low, and peeked at the emperor's expression.

The emperor was not annoyed or silent, but his eyes sank a little. The windows in the hall were closed, and I suddenly felt that the atmosphere was secretly oppressive. The light shone in through the window lattice, and fell on the emperor's face, and his expression became more and more unpredictable. After a long time, he finally spoke: "I'm afraid I can't let it go!" He turned his eyes and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "Don't mention this again." ”

Nangong Shuo's smile suddenly turned a little colder, his brows furrowed, and he looked at him worriedly: "Don't embarrass yourself like this anymore, it's been three years, it's enough!" ”

Xiao Ping gasped, and the face on the other side turned white.

The emperor was motionless, his eyebrows and eyes were calm, and after a long time, he smiled and said to Nangong Shuo: "Brother Huang doesn't have to worry about me, but your concubine is about to happen, is there a woman who can look at it!" ”

As soon as Nangong Shuo mentioned this topic, his eyes lit up, he pursed his lips and smiled: "I can't remember this matter, let me pick and choose." This girl in the capital is already smart, but any woman with some looks has already been married at a young age. This king's concubine must be a beauty, and no matter how bad she is, she must be better than the three in my palace. ”

The emperor smiled: "The emperor's temperament has not changed. ”

The two talked very happily, Nangong Shuo and the emperor had no estrangement between the monarch and the minister, he talked about governing the country and the army to giving birth to a concubine, and occasionally talked about some topics that should not be mentioned. Xiao Ping stood on the side and sweated for him from time to time, but the emperor always smiled and said nothing.

When he left, the emperor sat there alone and was stunned. Xiao Ping didn't dare to disturb, thinking that the prince had mentioned that woman at a regular time, and touched the emperor's sadness, but he was afraid that the emperor would go to the ice cellar alone for a long time. After a while, the emperor came back to his senses, took a deep breath, turned his eyes to him and said, "Let's go, I want to go around." ”

"No!" Xiao Ping bowed and saluted, and was about to tell the little eunuch to get a thicker cloak, but when he saw the emperor say again: "Drive the Xiahui Palace!" ”

"Huh? Promise...... Promise! Xiao Ping choked on his throat with a word, raised his eyes in disbelief, he paused, but smiled comfortably for some reason.

Luo Qingyun drew for a long time, and felt that the coloring was heavy, she frowned, put the waste rice paper aside, Banxia hurriedly stepped forward to take it, and helplessly looked at the thick and collapsed waste paper on the side and smiled bitterly. Sun Yingxue shook her sore shoulders and said softly: "Qingyun, in fact, Fang Cai's appearance is okay!" ”

She shook her head and looked at it again, still dissatisfied: "This painting is for the emperor, if we can't do it, the queen mother may cure us for a crime of disrespect!" ”

Although Sun Yingxue nodded in agreement, she also helplessly showed a bitter face: "It's really not good, I'd better go back and wash that embroidery, maybe I can wash it off!" ”

"The emperor has arrived!"

In the middle of the night, there was a communication outside the door, and Luo Qingyun's hand holding the pen suddenly froze, and he raised his eyes to look. Sun Yingxue's round eyes widened slightly, as if in disbelief.

Du Ruo took the pen in Luo Qingyun's hand and said busily: "Niangniang, go and take over!" ”

The two of them came back to their senses, hurriedly straightened their clothes, and straightened their skirts, but saw that the emperor had already entered the main hall.

"Concubine, see the emperor!"

The emperor frowned slightly, and when he saw that Sun Yingxue was also there, he nodded to smooth his body. The ink in the room was wanton, and he couldn't help but look at it and asked, "What are you doing?" ”

Luo Qingyun replied: "The concubine is painting!" ”

The emperor's eyes lit up, and he hooked his lips: "You can still paint?" He walked straight into the study, and saw the four treasures of the study room messily placed on the carved black lacquer table, and there was a stack of finished works on the side. ”

Luo Qingyun cleared his throat in embarrassment: "If you go back to the emperor, it was made by the concubine." ”

The emperor put down the painting, walked to the table, saw her pick up the pen and re-draw half of it, and looked up at her: "You come here!" ”

Luo Qingyun responded, stood beside him and waited, but saw the emperor pick up the pen to help her make up two strokes, and shook his head again: "Forget it, you ...... this painting" He suddenly paused, and saw that the rice paper used to practice calligraphy on one side was written in delicate flower letters, 'I wish the emperor a long and prosperous life'.

There was silence for a while, and the air in the hall instantly cooled a little. The emperor put down the pen and smiled awkwardly: "The painting is very good!" ”

Luo Qingyun's cheeks were hot, and she squeezed out a smile and said, "Xie... Emperor Xie praised. ”

Sun Yingxue looked at the emperor stiffly, and there was a bright light in her eyes.

The emperor pursed his lips, but turned his eyes to Sun Yingxue's gaze, suddenly froze, and said, "All of you should step down!" ”

Sun Yingxue's heart froze, she bowed down in disappointment, and retreated with a group of palace people.

Now that there are only the two of them in the palace, the emperor asked: "Did you not prepare a congratulatory gift at all, so you temporarily hugged the Buddha's feet?" ”

Luo Qingyun tugged at the corners of his mouth, embarrassed but didn't dare to deny it. The emperor gave her a blank look: "If you just want to be perfunctory, you don't have to be so troublesome!" ”

Luo Qingyun breathed tightly, and was about to explain, but saw the emperor staring at her coldly, as if he was displeased: "I see that you like to live in Xiahui Hall very much, is it because of him?" ”

Luo Qingyun raised his eyes in disbelief, who was he referring to in the emperor's mouth? That night, she was drunk, and Song Zixun blurted out, but the emperor remembered it.

"Did the dead young master of the Song family befriend you before his death, or did you only meet after his death?" His tone was flat, but it startled Luo Qingyun.

She subconsciously took a step back, buried her head for a long time and did not reply. The emperor was not angry, and continued: "Why don't you dare to speak? ”

Luo Qingyun froze, and asked in a sneer, "How did the emperor know about him?" ”

He looked at it and smiled suddenly: "You told me!" You drank wine that day......"

Luo Qingyun's heart was suddenly confused, her eyelashes trembled, her mind turned, and she raised her eyes with a correct look: "Back to the emperor, it's... Acquaintance during his lifetime! ”

After hearing this, the emperor was silent, spoke again, and finally softened: "Have you ever had a marriage contract?" ”

She shook her head, the emperor looked into the distance noncommittally, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Since he is the important person in your heart, have you ever seen him after he dies?" ”

Luo Qingyun paused and shook his head again. But seeing that the emperor was silent, he looked in the direction of Xiyuan, and said with a smile: "I will take you to a place!" ”