Chapter Seventy-Three: The Great Tyrant's Weakness
This sound made Su Qian's body stiffen, only to feel that even the air around him was so quiet that he could hear a needle dropping, and as the palace door of the outer hall was opened, a familiar magnetic sound sounded in his ears.
"Queen, it's very lively."
When Jun Wushen saw that Concubine Li was also there, a trace of surprise crossed his eyes.
Except for Su Qian, when they heard the sound of the emperor's arrival, the other three all stood up earlier, "The concubines and slaves see the emperor." ”
Please be quiet, let Su Qian, who was in a trance, come back to his senses, his fingertips clenched tightly, got up, did not look up at Jun Shen, but bowed with low eyebrows, "The concubine sees the emperor." ”
"Well, get up."
"Your Majesty."
The familiar ambergris was close to Su Qian's nose, and the next moment a pair of warm palms held Su Qian's weak and boneless hand hanging down from his waist, Su Qian shrank back like an electric shock, but he failed to get his wish, and his hand was firmly held in the palm of Jun Wushen's palm.
The narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, with a domineering beak that could not be ignored, and pulled the person to the side.
Compared with being at a loss, Su Qian was more upset, not knowing how to face the great tyrant who had been snubbing him for many days, and suddenly arrived without warning, instinctively wanting to escape.
"The concubine retired." Seeing this scene, Liu Sleeve didn't care about the copper pot shabu shabu that had not been eaten, and took Qinghe to leave.
Jun Wushen only hummed faintly, and the cold aura of his whole body did not subside, showing the displeasure in the heart of the assassin emperor.
After Liu Zhiru left, Su Qian and Jun Wushen did not take the lead in speaking, so that Zhiyun and the palace people around the emperor all lowered their heads, and they didn't dare to take a breath.
Jiang Gonggong saw it in his eyes, was anxious, and was very worried, saying that Longwei was unpredictable, and the emperor obviously remembered the queen's mother, so he finally came awkwardly, but he couldn't save face.
"It's getting late, if the emperor doesn't have anything to tell his concubines, please go back first."
After being silent for a long time, Su Qian finally opened his mouth first, and then broke free of his hand, a beautiful little face was expressionless, and he lowered his eyes and didn't look at the man's face.
Jun Wu frowned tightly, his thin lips were tightly pursed into a line, just across the palace gate, he could hear the laughter and laughter coming from inside from time to time, and in the face of herself, was she so impatient to let her go?
His little queen really has no heart.
The air pressure in Fengyi Palace became more and more stagnant due to the emperor's anger.
Gonggong Jiang held the hand of the dust tightly, took a bold step forward, his old face was full of worry, looked at the queen, and said.
"Niangniang, the emperor is so busy today that he didn't even have time to eat a bite of lunch, and now there is just a ready-made one in the Niangniang Palace, so it is better to eat it in the Niangniang Palace.
Gonggong Jiang was almost explicitly persuading the queen mother, I thought that the mother was soft, kind, and good-tempered, and even the most difficult and withdrawn concubine in the palace could have a good relationship with the mother.
But I didn't expect that once Niangniang got up, she was so stubborn and unwilling to give in, since neither of the emperor and queen was willing to bow her head first, then only he, an old bone, was too much to talk about under pressure.
Su Qian subconsciously raised her head when she heard this, and saw that the great tyrant's handsome face was tiredness that could not be concealed, her eyes trembled slightly, and her heart softened uncontrollably.
In the end, the emperor stayed in Fengyi Palace.
The palace people cleaned up the mess on the table, replaced them with vegetables and meat slices, and replaced the spicy soup in the copper pot with a thick white chicken soup, just to replenish the emperor's vitality.
The two of them were silent, each holding chopsticks to shabu shabu, and neither of them spoke first.
Su Qian lowered his head and ate in small bites, and suddenly there was a beef ball in front of him that had been soaked with chopsticks, and a hoarse voice sounded, "Seeing that you like to eat, and you have to get it from the pot, I can help you." ”
Su Qian stared at the shiny beef meatballs in front of him, the fingertips of the chopsticks were slightly retracted, and the light in his eyes flickered, "Thank you for your care." ”
The first snow of early winter came in the middle of the night, and the snowflakes swirled down from the dark sky and fell silently to the ground, but in a matter of moments, they covered a thick layer of snow.
The snow between heaven and earth is vast, and the dead branches of the Jokhang Palace are covered with frost.
A little eunuch pushed open the palace door, and said a few words in Jiang Gonggong's ear lightly, and Jiang Gonggong then followed out, standing under the palace corridor, looking at the sudden first snow, first stunned, and then smiling.
Well, this snow is good, but it's a timely snow!
This snow can make the emperor find an excuse to stay in Fengyi Palace logically, otherwise, according to the emperor's temperament, even if he doesn't want to leave, but if the queen doesn't speak, it will be difficult for the emperor to pull down his face.
Gonggong Jiang entered the palace and said, "Your Majesty, the queen's mother, the first snow has arrived, and it must be a good year for Ruixue Zhaofeng." ”
"Oh? It's only been a few days since the start of winter, and this year's snow fell exceptionally early. ”
Jun Wu Shen thought for a while, and said after a while: "It's time to hold a plum banquet in the palace, in the past, when the first snow came, a banquet was held in the harem, and the concubines were all there, and the women of the court would also enter the palace to pay homage to you, the queen." ”
"The concubine didn't know in advance, she didn't prepare, and the concubine was afraid that it wouldn't be able to do it in a hurry."
Su Qian wanted to refuse euphemistically, in the past, this kind of thing was taken care of by Concubine Lin Guifei, although she had the right to the harem, but she didn't know much about holding banquets, not to mention that it was a very important occasion to meet the woman.
Jun Wushen saw her nervousness and smiled gently, "Don't worry about it, I will order the Internal Affairs Office to be handled in advance, you just need to show your face." ”
Su Qian had no reason to refuse, so he could only agree, "That concubine might as well be respectful." ”
After dinner, it was late at night.
The dim candle flame in the dormitory flickered slightly, and after Su Qian bathed, he saw that Jun Wushen who was lying on the bed had fallen asleep.
Su Qian breathed a sigh of relief, okay, otherwise she really didn't know how to face him, she tiptoed onto the bed, her movements were very subtle, she turned over into the inside, and got into the warm quilt.
It was quiet in the dormitory, she could hear the cold wind howling outside, even the sound of snow falling, the red charcoal was sizzling from the fire, she lay motionless with her eyes closed, and she couldn't fall asleep for a long time.
Su Qian opened his eyes and sighed lightly, turned around slowly, and looked sideways at the familiar handsome face, through the faint candlelight, he could clearly see the dark green under the man's eyes, as well as the undisguised tiredness.
She reached out to wipe away his frowning brow, which was still in his sleep, but when she touched it, she shrank in shock.
In his ears, the bitter voice was inaudible.
"Living in this world, I have too much powerlessness to do anything, only to rely on you, but you only have indelible suspicion and vigilance in your heart, and I am very sad and sad about it."
Knowing the emperor's affection, how dare he trust each other.