"Your Majesty, are you really not in a hurry? In a few days, you will be 20 years old, and the usual emperors have been full of concubines and concubines, and the emperor's heirs are all over the place!" Wen Yu was so excited that he almost lost his scream.

"What did you just say"? Nangong Yi seems to have found a reason to see her.

"Your Majesty, you're really not in a hurry," asked Yu, and then began to repeat what he had just said.

Nangong had a cold face: "Next sentence."

"In a few days, you'll be your twentieth birthday, the usual "... Ask the rain to continue.

"Stop, that's it" Nangong Yi finally smiled.

Since the separation of Murong Mansion that day, Nangong Yi has not seen her again, and he has tried his best, but he only got Murong Chen's convey, that is: "I don't want to see you for the time being", resulting in the early dynasty these days, the ministers are all worried, thinking that who touched his bottom line and was secretly caught, so there was a surprisingly regular early dynasty conference, but no matter how careful the ministers were, Nangong Yi had a careless attitude, because his heart was already full of how to see her. Let him have an idea, and his eyes glowed: "Tomorrow, you will go to Murong Mansion and inform me about the birthday banquet, remember, you must tell the concubine in person."

Asked Yu with white eyes: "No wonder I haven't seen the concubine in the palace recently, it turns out that you are angry and go back to your parents' house."

Nangong Yi was lying on the couch with an extremely bewitching appearance, and his eyes were about to melt into flames: "Can you remember my words clearly"?

"For the peace of the palace, for the purity of tomorrow's morning, for the future harem no longer bury corpses, ask the rain to remember"! Ask the rain to be serious and look like a high song.

At the mention of this, Nangong Yi sank his tone: "Find a day, clear out all the things in the imperial garden, and bury them as concubines."

"Yes" For this kind of thing, Wen Yu bowed his head respectfully.

"However, at my birthday banquet, there is no Xi'er, so you will be buried together" Nangong Yi finished laughing in a blink of an eye.

That smile seems to outsiders to be particularly charming, but for Wen Yu, it is particularly terrifying, and he sweats: "The emperor is so cheap, does the concubine know"?

In the dark, Hua Mian sneered, and with this laughter, there were several laughs in succession, naturally it was Tianziwei's person, Nangong Yi was speechless: "You, take the newly sewn forging robe to Murong Mansion tomorrow morning."

Forging robes??? What forged robes??? Recently, the Shoji Palace has been very clean! "Forging robes"? Ask the rain puzzled.

Nangong Yi's smile was still the same: "Yes."

"Where did the forged robe come from"? I really don't understand when I ask Yu.

"Of course it's sewn for Xi'er, my birthday banquet is naturally the same as Xi'er" Nangong Yi had already seen the scene when the two of them entered the hall at the same time, and everyone cast their eyes.

"But recently, Shangji Palace hasn't sewed new clothes!" Ask Rain, as the general manager, is very sure about this matter.

"So, you go now" Nangong Yi lay down and prepared to fall asleep.

In an instant, Wen Yu's face turned bloodless: "It won't be an all-nighter tonight, right?"

"What do you say"? Nangong Yi is still lying in the warm futon, if it is replaced by Murong Xi, it is estimated that he really doesn't want to pay attention to him now.

Asked the rain, turned around, lowered his head, and underestimated his tyranny in his mouth, and before he could take a few steps, he was stopped, thinking that he had been heard, and quickly knelt down and confessed his mistake: "The emperor is shengming"!

Nangong Yi chuckled: "On the table, the style of the forging robe that I have drawn, want, one!" Needle! No! Poor"!

Wen Yu walked to the table, saw the white paper and black ink on the side, and saw that the ink had already been drawn, took the picture, held back his grievances, and walked outside the door: "The painting was completed early in the morning, I always like to be told so temporarily, no wonder, the concubine went back to her parents' house, she deserves it."

Walking around the corner, he turned around and hummed: "Hmph, tomorrow's morning, you will suffer."

As soon as he stepped out of the dormitory, a thin thunderbolt came down, which happened to pass the tip of his nose and fell down, and a voice came from the hall: "If you say one more word, the next thunder will not deviate."

Wen Yu swallowed his saliva, and strode away from Cangwu Palace with his palace robe, on this page, some people slept peacefully, and some people were uncomfortable, and finally waited until dawn, staring at the black ink circles and asking for rain appeared in Murong Mansion, and the housekeeper came out just to meet him, and saluted: "Ask Lord Yu."

A cool breeze passed, as if to blow him down, and the same salute was returned: "The concubine is here"?

Although there are many women who enter the palace every year, in the harem, only Murong Xi is precious, and the housekeeper rules: "Please also ask the adults to sit in the main hall and wait, and the old slave will go to invite the young lady."

The entire Murong Mansion, up and down, all knew that the person who entered the palace at the beginning was not the real Murong Xi, so he didn't change his words, but when someone asked, they wouldn't say much, and Murong Xi, who was still dreaming, heard a knock on the door not long after, and naturally it was the housekeeper: "Miss, Lord Wenyu in the palace is here."

Murong Xi didn't want to see it, because it was related to him, but this was all in the house, and it was always bad to turn away thousands of miles, so he turned over at will, with sleepiness: "What do you say?"

"No, I just asked, you can be in the house, but the old slave saw that the palace people behind him were holding silk in their hands, and it was estimated that it was rewarded by the emperor," the butler responded truthfully.

He hasn't seen him in the house for the past few days, so it's no wonder that he misses him a little, but when he thinks that the women around him have nothing wrong with him, he is angry again, and he doesn't want to accept the gift he gave: "Can you not see him"? Murong Xi asked the housekeeper's opinion.

The housekeeper respected: "The young lady hasn't seen the emperor in the past few days, and now that the gift has been sent to the house, she still has to go out to receive it."

Murong Xi also knew what he meant, so he was angry and hesitated, but for Murong Xi, who had never been a personal maid, he had already regarded the housekeeper as his grandfather, and his words were naturally listened to: "I'll go right away."

Turned over, got up, wrapped in light yarn, green smoke appeared, in the hall, Murong Xi appeared with the smoke, and asked Yu to get up and salute: "Concubine."

According to the usual tone: "It's okay", but she didn't notice that her current words were similar to his.

After hearing this, Wen Yu raised his sleeves and smiled lightly: "This is the robe designed by the emperor himself for you, the concubine can try it first, it is not suitable, Wen Yu immediately ordered Shangsi Palace to change it and send it again."

I didn't want to take it, but I saw the pattern on the robe, which was the jasmine flower I liked, although it was scattered, but like a starry sky, black robe, white petals, green embellishment, although I didn't speak, I asked the rain to see that she liked it, and stepped into the topic: "The day after tomorrow, it is the emperor's twentieth birthday, and I hope that the concubine will return to the palace."

Birthday? When he was a child, it was also his birthday banquet, and the two froze on the peach tree, and they didn't see each other again, until now, I didn't expect that it was this day again, Murong Xi still wanted to be with him in his heart, and he said in a relaxed tone: "How many days is he doing"?

Ask Yu immediately collapsed: "Not good."

The sleeve robe hung on his face, wiping away the tears of grievance: "You better go back to the palace, if you don't go back, you may die soon."

This action, Murong Xi noticed his black eyes, and it must have something to do with him: "Ask Yu, what's wrong?"

So, Wen Yu poured out all the grievances, but he added more fuel and vinegar, and Murong Xi listened to it angrily and funny: "Birthday banquet, go back."

Ask Yu to be grateful: "Thank you."

After asking the rain to leave, Murong Chen came to the hall, and when he saw the newly made robe, he knew that it must have been sent by him, so it was not a big deal: "Does Xi'er want to know the content of today's morning dynasty?" It's exciting, it's fun, it's exciting."

Thinking that he was besieged by the minister again, Murong Xi was a little worried: "What's wrong with him"?

Murong Chen squinted: "Yo yo yo, I care so much, but the truth is the opposite of what you think", whispering, Murong Xi's worried expression sank, and Nangong Yi, who was still dealing with the crowd in the early dynasty, only felt a sudden tremble, and it was cold to the top of his head.