Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Lonely Empty Court is Late Spring
Yingzhu hurriedly made a scared look, a delicate face wrinkled, pretending to be more like Jing Wu, Jing Wu snorted and laughed, covering her mouth and giggling, her shoulders shrugged non-stop.
At this time, Yingsleeve walked lightly, wearing a pink palace dress, seeing the cheerful scene here, he walked over quickly, looked at Yingzhu and asked: "What is this happy thing to do, Niangniang is so happy." β
Before Yingzhu could speak, Jing Wu waved his hand first, took a deep breath, patted his chest with his hand, and took a breath before he began to speak: "Is there something wrong?" β
Yingsleeves were just colored, and the joy on her face that had just been stained faded, and she looked worried at Jing Wu: "Niangniang, the Empress Dowager said that she was unwell, let you ...... I'll go and say hello tomorrow. He glanced up at Jing Wu, paused and said.
"Got it, stand down."
Jingwu didn't say anything, turned his head and waved his hand, Yingsleeve naturally didn't dare to stop, bowed his head and retreated after bending down and saluting, Yingzhu naturally knew that the master was in a bad mood at this time, and she also felt strange to the Queen Mother, she asked the master to go to her to ask for peace, but every time she borrowed words, she was also the one who excused herself, even if Yingzhu was clear, she couldn't guess the Queen Mother's thoughts anyway.
"Yingzhu, let's go to the Imperial Garden, since entering this palace, the mourning family has never seen the scenery outside the Jiaofang Palace."
Jing Wu wanted to get up as she spoke, Yingzhu hurriedly stepped forward to help her, and sorted out the purple palace dress for her, as the queen mother, she had to pay attention to it all the time, even what hair accessories to wear today, what hairstyle to comb, and what clothes to wear.
Jing Wu didn't take a sedan chair this time, she just wanted to go out for a walk, and she didn't want to make a big move, she only took Yingzhu alone, and the palace people who followed behind her were scared away by Jing Wu's pretended glare.
Imperial
The ancient royal garden was said to be a god, Jing Wu was a child and heard that the storyteller said how rich and prosperous this imperial garden was, she also thought about whether there was a begonia flower she liked, and now when she thinks of the child, she feels that she is really naΓ―ve.
But just like that, Jing Wu really found a begonia, but the status was relatively remote, she thought for a while and said: "Yingzhu, you call someone to come and transplant this begonia to the Jiaofang Palace." She thought that there were no begonia flowers in the Jiaofang Palace, so it was better to make a vacant land to plant them, and she wouldn't have to go out when the flowers bloomed.
"Master......" Yingzhu looked up at Jing Wu hesitantly, if she left, Jing Wu would be left alone, if something happened, she would be annoyed to death.
"The mourning family is fine, you go, the mourning family is waiting for you under that pavilion." Jingwu didn't look up, she was happily observing this begonia, just now when she passed by saw a pavilion, Jingwu pointed at random, Yingzhu saw it, and saw that there was still a tea set there, so she put her mind at ease.
"The slave ......"
Before Yingzhu finished speaking, Jing Wu pushed Sang and said, "Go quickly." Yingzhu had no choice but to nod, and looked back as she walked, and when she couldn't see it, her steps quickened a lot, and she prayed in her heart that nothing would happen.
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"Master, why did you enter the palace? The prince and princess have replied to the minion, asking the minion to bring you back, and you have entered the palace and called the emperor a brother, and the slave doesn't know how to tell the princess and princess...... By the way, master, how could the emperor be so good to you, I heard that the Yukun Palace where you live is the palace where Emperor Yuhe once lived......"
Xiao Hei babbled a lot, but he didn't see Sikong Jiu's darkening face at all, seeing that he hadn't stopped yet, Sikong Jiu had to take out two white things from his cuffs to plug his ears, leaning on a tree at random and holding his arms, half-closed his eyes.
And Xiao Hei, who was talking passionately at the moment, didn't pay attention to Sikong Jiu's wrongness at all, thinking that the master had been immersed in it, his voice became more high-pitched, his arms and hands were still gesturing, Sikong Jiu shook his head from time to time, and his eyelids closed little by little, and when Xiao Hei finally found out that something was wrong, Sikong Jiu had completely closed his eyes.
Black: "......"
"Hey...... That's it. Sikong Jiu woke up from his sleep, rubbed his eyes, pulled his bangs twice, felt his throat a little dry, licked his lips, and loosened his loose collar.
"Master ......" Xiao Hei cried and watched two masses of unknown things fall out of his ears, and he wanted to remind him when he dropped the first one, but when he saw him take out the second one, Xiao Hei already felt speechless.
"Good ...... Xiao Hei's eunuch uniform is good, by the way, did Xiao Hei enter the palace...... Cleanse? Sikong Jiu slapped Xiao Hei's shoulder fiercely, Xiao Hei's legs shook, and when he said the last sentence, his eyes looked down inch by inch, and then he saw Xiao Hei's legs clamped and covered with both hands.
"Who?"
Jing Wu wanted to go to the pavilion to rest for a while, but before he could get there, he heard a burst of talking, if he just spoke, the key was that this voice made Jing Wu a little familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.
Sikong Jiu and Xiao Hei glanced at each other, they thought that there was no one here, but they didn't expect that there were still people, thinking about it, they couldn't help glaring at Xiao Hei, Xiao Hei wrinkled his nose wrongly, he had inquired about it, but he didn't expect that there was really someone here.
What caught his eye was a pair of dark purple palace shoes, the upper made of tribute satin, embroidered with large begonias, and inlaid with jade agate and the like, from this pair of shoes, it can be seen that this person is noble and extraordinary, Sikong Jiu and Xiao Hei both held their breath, and what made him relieved was that he only heard the footsteps of a person.
Next, a purple palace dress appeared, Jing Wu liked to embroider some silver thread on her clothes, so those traces embroidered with silver thread could be seen on her clothes, shining in the sun, projecting pieces of light and shadow on her face, so that they didn't see her face clearly for the first time.
It was Jing Wu who opened her mouth first, only to see her pointing at him in surprise and saying, "It's you." β
When Sikong Jiu heard this voice, he felt very familiar, and he felt like he knew himself when he heard this tone, but he didn't know where he saw it.
After the light and shadow dissipated, a beautiful and beautiful face was revealed, Sikong Jiu's eyes widened, and a touch of joy somehow rose in his heart, his eyes looked at the charming person opposite without blinking, and rubbed his eyes funny, he was afraid that this was a dream, after all, he didn't know that he had such a dream before.
"Who are you, how can you appear in the palace in the open?"
Jing Wu has always been very curious, what is he doing alone has to pretend to be a mysterious person, she actually recognized him at first sight, although he was wearing a mask at the time, but one thing has not changed, that is, the kind of temperament on his body is very special, as long as you see his back, you can recognize it.