"Huh?" Mo Guhan raised his head in a little shock: "What is she going to do in Wenyuan Pavilion?" ”

Rong Xiang scratched his head: "Actually, the slave is not sure if it is her, because she is leaning against the window, reading by the light, and when she turns around, she happens to be carrying the light." And the slave had only seen the queen mother Fengyi from a distance, so he wasn't sure, he just felt that his bearing and body shape were very similar. And she has a golden hairpin on her head, although the little eunuch guarding Wenyuan Pavilion has no knowledge and does not understand the rules of the harem, the slave can know that unless the master of the palace, ordinary palace people cannot make a golden hairpin. ”

He babbled down, and Mo Guhan had already frowned slightly: "You mean she is reading in Wenyuan Pavilion?" ”

Rong Xiang nodded: "There are too many books in it, and the minions can't find them, so she pointed them out, and said that now that the times have changed, these classics can no longer be used as elegant." Listening to her extraordinary conversation, the slave paid attention, and when he came out, he specially asked the eunuch who guarded the library. They said that every day, after the West Pavilion was dispersed, she would go to Wenyuan Pavilion to read the book for an hour or two, and she would not leave until she held the lamp. ”

"Could it be that they don't know who she is?"

"She claims to be the lady of grace in front of the queen's mother, and she is dressed and frugal, so the people below are convinced, so it is convenient for her to come and go freely."

Mo Guhan twisted his face and glanced at the door: "In such a cold weather today, charcoal fires are not allowed in Wenyuan Pavilion, so she has been freezing there like this?" ”

"Isn't it, the light in the pavilion is dim today, and she is still leaning against the root of the window, stomping her feet while watching, engrossed, completely forgetful, and it seems that it has been frozen for a while."

"Oh."

Mo Guhan didn't ask anymore, lowered his head and continued to correct the folds.

Rong Xiang took the cold tea on his desk, recooked it and put it aside, the tea was fragrant and hot.

Mo Guhan lifted the red pen and fell heavily on the top of the chapter, but he felt impetuous, and inexplicably couldn't sit still anymore, closed the fold with a "snap", stood up, picked up the brocade robe, and walked out.

"Your Majesty, it's cold outside."

Rong Xiang hurriedly lifted the fox Qiu Heyu and trotted behind him. Mo Guhan walked faster and faster, and his feet were full of wind: "I'll go to Ziqing and ask for a question." ”

This didn't seem like an explanation to Rong Xiang, but more like an excuse for him to appease his restlessness. Ren is cold and snowy, like a knife cutting on his face, but he can't extinguish the steaming heat in his heart.

In Wenyuan Pavilion, Yuehua didn't expect to see Shao Ziqing again in such a scene.

The little eunuch knew the famous Shao Xiang, and followed him all the way to the second floor, so naturally he had already rushed to take over the book in Shao Ziqing's hand, but he also forgot to notify Yuehua, who was completely forgetful.

Yuehua raised her head when she heard the movement, and it happened that Shao Ziqing came around from behind the rows of bookshelves, her eyes facing each other, and everything was silent.

It was Yuehua who reacted first, and smiled slowly at Shao Ziqing: "Lord Shao, it's been a long time." ”

Shao Ziqing was in a trance and suspected that he was in a dream, listening to Yuehua speak, it was so real, he suddenly woke up from the shock, turned over and fell to the ground: "Weichen Shao Ziqing visited the queen's mother, Chitose Chitose Chitose Chitose." ”

When he didn't enter the palace before, Shao Ziqing said that when they said goodbye, the two would be divided into ministers and ministers, and this is really the case today. She condescendingly looked at the white-clothed Qing who was in Chang'an, and bowed down to her, and the two of them had a high and a low distance. Even if she forcibly suppressed the throbbing in her heart and said the sentence "flat" calmly, there was already an insurmountable gap between the two.

The previous ones are really like Nanke's dream.

The little eunuch who followed behind him was also stunned, and only then did he realize that this palace maid sister who brought roasted sweet potatoes to herself turned out to be the master of the harem, after a country. They hurriedly knelt on the ground, shouting "spare their lives" and panicked, lest they would provoke punishment for their neglect and laziness these days.

"Just get up."

I can't continue to read today's book, and I will come back tomorrow, these minions are honestly afraid, and they can't read the book so cleanly, Yuehua put down the book in her hand with some reluctance.

"Why hasn't Lord Shao returned home yet?"

"Weichen is discussing with the emperor in the imperial study and wants to check a little information, so come to Wenyuan Pavilion to have a look."

Shao Ziqing lowered his head, Yuehua could see his sideburns and tall sword eyebrows and tall nose bridge, he combed up his black hair today and pulled it up with a magnolia white hosta, just like his person, like Zhi Rulan, warm and moist like jade.

"There is a lot of books here, bringing together the world's greatest achievements, it is indeed everything, Lord Shao is at will."

Shao Ziqing said "um" softly, and felt very inappropriate, so he bowed his hand and said respectfully: "Xie Niangniang." ”

took three steps back, then turned around and asked the trembling little eunuch behind him softly: "That volume of the Book of the Later Han Dynasty. Where is the Legend of the Huns stored today? ”

The little eunuchs hurriedly went over to help rummage together. It's just that the little eunuch on duty today doesn't know many words, but he is responsible for drying, keeping, and cleaning up on weekdays, and he doesn't care about the storage of books, so he can't find them.

Yuehua didn't have the heart to continue reading, listened with her ears, and heard Shao Ziqing talk about the title of the book, she knew that it must be used by the government, and pointed out the pattern according to the impression of the past, and finally climbed the book ladder to find the bamboo slip at the top of the bookshelf.

Shao Ziqing, who was standing on the book ladder, unfolded the bamboo slips, like a treasure: "That's it." ”

Yuehua looked up at him, holding the book ladder in his hand: "Do you want to check some information about Xiliang?" ”

Shao Ziqing nodded and walked down the escalator: "I feel that there is a little omission in our military map, so check the information to correct it." ”

Yuehua smiled skillfully: "Why bother like this? Moreover, classics such as "Historical Records" or "Book of Han" have been separated by such a long time, and it may not be clear that there will be changes. If you send people to the market, looking for business travelers who often travel between Xiliang and Chang'an, they personally measured the land of Xiliang with their feet, and knew the geography of Xiliang well. ”

Shao Ziqing slapped the top of his head in annoyance, and laughed at himself: "Why am I so stupid and haven't thought of this method?" It seems that it is really stupid to read dead books, and it is becoming more and more sour. No wonder people say 'useless is a scholar'. ”

Yuehua couldn't help but laugh "poof", her red lips were curved, revealing her white teeth like braided shells: "Lord Shao's name is full of Chang'an, and the world's knowledge is one rise, you can monopolize eight buckets, naturally I think that the book is full of things in the world, broad and profound, where is the rumor of the ninth stream in the market?" ”

Shao Ziqing was greeted by her warm smile, and she also dissipated her restraint, jokingly teasing: "Is the queen mother praising Ziqing, or is it a compliment?" ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, but they felt that they had no worries at the beginning, and the days when they got along with each other came back again, and they looked up at the dark sky outside, and said in unison: "Go back?" ”

Yuehua rubbed her hands, and then she felt cold all over her body again, and there was no heat on her body at all, and the charcoal in the stove had long been extinguished, and she threw it on the windowsill casually. She couldn't help but stomp her feet and shrunk her shoulders: "Such a ghost weather, it is so dark so early, it will be until tomorrow and dawn, and it will be boring for so many hours." ”

Shao Ziqing couldn't help but raise his hand to untie the cloak on his body, and suddenly woke up, and paused: "What book do you want to read, so I ordered the palace people around me to come and pick it up and send it back, where is the need to run all the way over, still standing here, suffering from such a cold?" ”

Yuehua put her hand to her lips and took two breaths of heat: "Mama Qin said that the books here cannot be passed on, and there are very few people on the second floor, and there is no one for half a day. Besides, it wasn't so cold in the first two days, and when there was a warm sun in the afternoon, it didn't feel very cold. ”

"If you tell them that you are the queen mother, they will be careful to serve, nothing else, the hot tea stove is definitely proper, why do you need to freeze like this?"

Shao Ziqing's voice couldn't help but carry a hint of disgust. Yuehua comprehended it and smiled gently: "I will save it in the future, but once they have the intention of awe and flattery, I will not be able to purify." ”

Shao Ziqing shook his head helplessly, held the bamboo slips in the book, and the two talked and laughed, and went downstairs together. Turning around a row of bookshelves, I saw a figure standing at the top of the stairs, with a lofty instrument, heroic and arrogant, exuding a compelling momentum.

"Your Majesty?"

It's really the emperor, as soon as Yuehua lifted the skirt, she quickly knelt on the ground, her teeth were a little shivering, and her voice was clear, like rain falling under the eaves: "Long live my emperor when I knock on my concubine." ”