After two more small snowfalls, the spring of Jingyuan's thirty-third year came early.

As if it was just one night, the wind blew the green willow branches, and the soft hanging down like blue silk silk

Cats for a winter began to come out to enjoy the spring, everywhere is the flowers, the sound of the warbler swallows, far better than the new scene of early spring. But a few clouds came in with a wind, and it rained after a while.

The rain was fine, and I didn't notice it at first, but it only took a while to wet my clothes.

The women in the palace cherish themselves more, and they still feel poetic and romantic at first, but they soon can't hold on, even if they hold an umbrella, they hurriedly take the maid back to the palace, and they have to be careful that the rain splashes the embroidered shoes and stains the skirt of Qingluo.

Soon, there was only wet mist left on the path of the fine grass and stone cracks, and the light flowers of the willows were also hazy in the mist, silent, only the sound of the rain was broken.

Yuwen Xuancang has been standing in the Sihuang Pavilion for a long time, his eyes passing through the willow silk on the side of the pavilion, through the thin rain and mist, and in an instant, he landed on the figure by the Xia Lake.

The figure was dressed in a blue dress, slender and beautiful, almost melting into the green, but it couldn't escape his eyes, couldn't escape his heart.

She stood there quietly, her hand lightly holding on to the white marble railing, as if she was staring at the dense lake with no focus or concentration. In the mist, there was a pair of mandarin ducks, swimming next to each other.

The corners of his eyes were slightly astringent, he sighed, and took a step forward, but his finger only landed on the railing.

It's been two months, just hiding in the shadows, secretly watching her.

She...... You know?

The rumors in the palace that he wanted Nasu Jinling as a concubine were gradually disappearing, and everything seemed to be back to the way it used to be, but it was not, because he hadn't hugged her, kissed her, or listened to her call his name softly for a long time.

Fingertips gently rub the object in your palm...... It was the mandarin duck purse she gave him, and he didn't leave for a moment, just holding it in his palm and feeling her fragrance.

He knew that such a light rain was very safe, but he suddenly hoped that the heavens would split a huge thunder, so that he would no longer fly to her side so hesitantly and so entangled......

He silently called her name, silently sketching a trace of her in his heart.

She knew he was around here, right? Because he had told her that he would watch over her where she could not see, she stood there and waited there, praying for thunder to fall from heaven just like him? Or are you waiting for him to come to her without helping?

But since she knew she was nearby, why wouldn't she look back at him? He also waited here silently for a long time.

The rain didn't seem to stop, and she was still dressed so thinly that he could see that the hem of her skirt was no longer fluttering, and her long silky hair was on her shoulders.

With a sigh, he summoned the little eunuch in the pavilion, handed him an umbrella, and then looked at the figure.

The little eunuch was very clever, took the umbrella and ran out.

There was a low shout behind him.

The little eunuch stopped for some reason, but saw that King Yu's back, who was still calm and relaxed, suddenly straightened, like a bow full of strings, and the hand behind him was clenched into a fist.

He didn't know what King Yu saw, and was waiting to watch, but he saw Yuwen Xuanlang walk in and waved his hand to him gently.

He only responded, took two steps, and looked back at Yuwen Xuanlang again, raising the umbrella in his hand, but seeing Yuwen Xuanlang shaking his head at him, he breathed a sigh of relief, saluted, and tiptoed out of the pavilion.

Yuwen Xuanlang silently walked to Yuwen Xuancang's side, and looked at the green willows like smoke in the drizzle, but saw a bright yellow figure raise his hand to stop Wu Liuqi's footsteps and take the umbrella in his hand...... The hibiscus flowers on the umbrella were soaked in the rain and delicately dripped, so they slowly moved towards the people by the lake.

The blue-colored figure seemed to be settled, and the emperor had held the umbrella on her head for a long time, and she didn't feel it at all. Until the emperor chuckled: "The drizzle is like a sorrowful silk, the sky is full of smoke, and the twilight closes with the breeze." Standing alone in the rain, is there something on your mind? ”

The figure quickly raised his hand to wipe his cheeks, turned around and gave a blessing, but was held by Yuwen Rongtian and moved the umbrella to her head: "Even if you are in a bad mood, it's not bad to come out and relax." I've been feeling depressed lately, so let's take a walk with me. I seem to have discovered today that this scenery in the rain is also unique......"

Su Jinling wanted to take the umbrella, but Yuwen Rongtian refused to let go, she had to give up, and she couldn't stay too far away from the emperor, otherwise the emperor would tilt the umbrella to her side and get drenched in the rain by herself.

Yuwen Xuancang watched the two figures slowly move away, his eyes gradually narrowed, the cold light inside was faint, and his palm was tightly holding the mandarin duck purse, and his knuckles made a slight sound.

Yuwen Xuanlang glanced at his side face as cold as a knife, quickly turned his gaze, and sighed secretly.

He thought it would be difficult, but he didn't want it to be as difficult as it is today. Fourth brother, if you want to rob the emperor of a woman, what will be the consequences? But if you are only for the great cause in your heart, then Su Jinling ......

At this time, I suddenly saw a few people hurrying in the rain. Wu Liuqi, who was standing in place, followed the look, and was suddenly surprised, and then hurried to chase the emperor.

Sihuang Pavilion is quite high, but Yuwen Xuancang still clearly hears the name "Ding Yizhi".

It can be said that Yuwen Rongzhi has been waiting for Ding Yizhi when he was young, and later Yuwen Rongday ascended the throne and became the emperor, and he naturally became the chief eunuch beside the emperor. At the age of seven, he entered the palace, and at the age of sixty-three, he was rewarded by the emperor to return to his hometown for retirement, and it has been ten years now.

Right now, he was gray-haired and faltering, but he was excited to rush towards the emperor with his stiff legs and feet, and the people around him were not as fast as him.

Yuwen Rongzhi was already in a hurry, and he was about to bow down as soon as he held Ding Yizhi: "Don't come to the boss?" ”

"Your Majesty, I really want to die as a slave!" Ding Yizhi whimpered and cried: "The slave has felt that he has not been in the past many days, and he often dreams of the emperor recently, and he thinks in his heart that he wants to see the emperor no matter what. The emperor is as kind to the slaves as a mountain, and the slaves are ......"

"What did the old manager say? I see that although the boss is unable to move, he is in good spirits, and I will ask the doctor to take a good look at the boss later. If the boss is reluctant to die, he will stay in the palace this time. In the past few years since the boss left, I have been missing ......"

Ding Yizhi shook his head again and again: "The minion's body The minion understands in his heart that the emperor doesn't have to worry, the minion just wants to see the emperor this time." But seeing that the emperor is well, the slave is at peace when he goes......"

The love between the master and the servant is deep and tear-jerking.

Wu Liuqi kept wiping the corners of his eyes, and Yuwen Rongtian was also embarrassed, but suddenly turned around and called: "Jinling, this is the manager Ding that I often mentioned to you, I was brought up by him when I was young, and it is not an exagger......ation to say that it is like father and son."

"It's really ......embarrassing for the emperor to say this" Ding Yizhi's cloudy old eyes suddenly widened, staring at Su Jinling who stepped forward to give a salute in disbelief, and suddenly knelt down: "Empress, it turns out that you are back." Back then, they all said that you went, but the emperor said no, and the servants didn't believe it. The emperor held you for seven days and seven nights, and then the minister knelt down and begged to send you away. Queen, in the years that you have been away, the emperor has been thinking about it day and night, and he has ...... his bones."

Yuwen Xuanlang was also shocked when he heard this, but he didn't forget to stop Yuwen Xuancang who was about to fly out to rob people. But the man was quiet, but the roar that came from between his bones made him shudder.

Su Jinling was already sluggish, and it took a long time before she said, "Manager Ding, what are you talking about?" I'm not a queen, I'm ......"

Suddenly, it seemed that I understood everything...... The emperor treated her like this, Concubine Xian treated her like this, Xuan Cang treated her like this, and ...... They treated her like this just because she looked like Empress Ciyi......

She suddenly looked at the emperor, took a step back, her face turned pale, and only muttered and repeated: "I'm not...... I'm not ......."

Suddenly turned around, and ran away without looking back, only Yu Yuwen Rongday's arm hanging in the air, and a low and hoarse call ......Jinling"......

Yuwen Xuancang broke free from Yuwen Xuanlang and flew away from Sihuang Pavilion. But what could he say to her? He had never seen Empress Ciyi, and he only thought that the emperor looked at her differently because of her heroic escort, if this was the case, he could also think of asking her to ask for individual rewards, soothe the emperor's heart of "repaying his kindness", and then wait for things to slowly subside, but he didn't want to ...... Did it start on the day of last year's Flower Festival? He actually ignored it, only thinking that the uneasiness in his heart was due to Yuwen Xuanyi, but ...... That's the greater unease, the greater threat. But what was he going to do?

The rain continued, but it led to countless chaos.

He stopped his steps, stood in the rain, and looked around blankly, but saw that the rain and mist separated the new willows and the spring flowers, only trapped him in this piece of heaven and earth, and he didn't know where to go......

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"The Emperor's ......"

Concubine Xian saw Yuwen Rongtian hurrying from the rain, and as soon as the people outside reported, they had entered the Yaoguang Palace.

Without the slightest preparation, she hurriedly pulled her hair and stepped forward to salute.

"Concubine Xian is exempt from ......"

Yuwen Rongday's embroidered dragon cloud pattern robe only shook in front of his eyes and then floated inward, and Yu Guang caught a glimpse of him turning around in the hall, and then sat heavily on the Nanmu chair.

Hurriedly sent the palace maid to prepare ginger soup to ward off the cold, stabilized herself, and walked to Yuwen Rongday's side.

Yuwen Rongtian's shoulders in a brocade robe were already wet.

She immediately glanced at Wu Liuqi, but saw that his face was full of embarrassment, and she stopped talking.

She slowly sat on the chair next to the desk and said as if unintentionally: "I thought it was just a spring rain, but I didn't want it to rain so densely, so I soaked the emperor's clothes." Wu Liuqi, as the emperor's personal manager, you are so careless, if the emperor is sick because of this, what should you be guilty of? ”

Wu Liuqi immediately knelt on the ground: "The slave should be damned......"

Yuwen Rongtian raised his eyebrows: "It's none of his business!" ”