Except for the ten ducks, the other gifts added up to three or four large boxes.

Su Qian's fingers brushed the talisman, this is what her mother specially went to the temple to ask for her, wanting to protect her safety, after many things, she took off the purse, opened it and emitted a burst of fragrance, and put the talisman in the purse.

With it with her, she can also feel at ease.

It's just that the smell of those rune papers exudes a strong sandalwood fragrance, and Su Qian put it in front of his nose and smelled it, a little embarrassed.

"It smells so strong." She had a talisman hanging on her finger, and she muttered in her mouth, "The emperor doesn't like things with strong smells the most, forget it, put it away." ”.

Zhiyun proposed: "The queen mother, either take it out first, put it by the window for ventilation, and go to the smell." ”

Su Qian thought for a moment, but still refused, "What is on the gift list, we just need to send it over untouched for the emperor to see." ”

Although the great tyrant talks about trust, she can't be pampered and arrogant, and she still knows the proportions she should have.

Zhiyun took a small piece of silk, Su Qian wrapped the talisman in silk, and then at the bottom of the box, "The emperor won't take the ordinary talisman to heart, it's just a good omen." ”

She began to count something else again.

After working for an hour, I finally sorted out all the things on the gift list, sealed the four large boxes with ropes, and put them in a room on the east side of the side hall, waiting for the emperor to come back to Fengyi Palace and present them to him.

Su Qian was about to go back to the palace to rest, when a palace maid walked in with a stack of thick prayer posts, "Queen Mother, the worship posts that have been handed into the palace by the women and officials have been here these days. ”

"Imperial Physician Xue also sent someone to send fifty bags of herbs for you to use when bathing, which has the effect of dispelling the cold."

Su Qian took the prayer post, walked into the inner hall, spread out the worship post and put it on the pear blossom bookcase, the previous dynasty was turbulent, turbulent, these officials and women couldn't hold back their thoughts, wanted to come to see her.

After all, she can't always see anyone, after all, she is the queen, and it is brave to accept the court.

"Tomorrow, let's pass on Ye Lao Shangshu's wife to enter the palace."

If it is said that the most important of the hundred officials in Beijing is Ye Laoshangshu, the old man of Wenchang Pavilion, the status of the Zhao literary circle is very important, he is an old minister who has gone through three dynasties, and when Prime Minister Lin Cheng was in power, he was once excluded to say that he was sick and did not enter the court.

Now after the fall of Prime Minister Lin's forces, Ye Laoshangshu has re-entered the court, but he has already exceeded the age of sixties, and this time he has the intention of paving the way for his descendants.

Early the next morning.

Old Madam Ye was wearing a command dress and entered the palace early to wait in Fengyi Palace.

"The courtiers see the queen's mother, the mother's mother, the mother's blessing Jin'an." Old Madam Ye looks very tough, but her sideburns are white when she is old, and she looks a little old.

Su Qianqian smiled and said, "It's cold outside, come here, move the charcoal basin to Mrs. Ye's side." ”

"Xie Niangniang."

Mrs. Ye held the tea and sat opposite the queen mother.

"The courtiers are old, but there are some things that have to be said, and the truth is not hidden, the emperor is wise and powerful, eradicating the rebellion of the Lin Party and quelling the rebellion in the world, and the queen also has a share of the credit."

"However, if someone spreads rumors and makes trouble, he will go forward to slander the emperor, and the courtiers will hide the good bow, and the queen will take care of herself."

Su Qian took the teacup and poured a cup of tea.

"Old Madam Ye is serious, the emperor is broad-minded, he is a person of great benevolence and righteousness, and he will not be blinded to the Holy Hearing."

"It's the courtiers who think too much."

Old Madam Ye held the teacup, silent, but her thoughts were erratic, she didn't stay too long, and after a moment of greeting, she was led out of the palace by the palace people.

After sending Mrs. Ye away, Su Qian read the newly submitted article in the semi-monthly newspaper, she circled and annotated, and it was noon in a flash.

During lunch, the emperor did not find time to accompany Su Qian.

Su Qian's appetite was not too good, she ate a few bites hastily, went to the inner hall to rest, and just when she was drowsy, Zhiyun trotted all the way to the door of the inner hall, opened the two carved wooden doors, and bowed.

"The queen, the emperor is here."

After hearing the news, Su Qian got up from the soft couch, and just after walking a few steps, she saw that Jun Wushen had already walked in, and she saluted respectfully: "See the emperor." ”

Before she could finish speaking, her legs weakened, but out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the luxurious imperial robe swaying in the wind, and strode in, grabbed her by the arm, and pulled her up from the ground.

"Your body needs to rest well, and the next time you and I meet alone, you don't have to salute me."

Jun Wushen grabbed her arm and brought her to the soft collapse, his hand touched her fingers, and his brows suddenly furrowed, "Why are your hands still cold like this?" I don't know how the palace maid serves? ”

Zhiyun's neck shrank, and he suddenly felt chills all over his body, and hurriedly said, "I think the temperature in the hall is not high, so the slave and maid will go and prepare a pot of charcoal." ”

Su Qian stopped her, "Don't add charcoal to the fire, just burn the earth dragon more vigorously, or the air in the palace is too dry, and the corners of the concubine's lips are peeling." ”

"You have a congenital condition, why didn't you mention it to me before?"

Jun Wushen seemed to think of something, "I still remember that when you first entered the palace, you met in the imperial garden, and you had a snowball fight with this girl at that time. ”

Su Qian lowered his eyes in response, and couldn't help sighing, "The concubine will take care of her body in the future and not let the emperor worry about it." ”

"The emperor has something to discuss with his concubines?

Su Qian bluntly turned the topic to something else.

“……”

Jun Wushen sat on the soft chair, leaned sideways, looked at him with a pair of dark eyes, and was silent for a long time.

At the end, he said softly, "I originally wanted to discuss with you, because of the corruption case found in the eastern border where Prime Minister Lin was involved, and how to deal with it in the future, I didn't expect to see you napping as soon as I came." ”

After speaking, he tugged at the corners of his mouth, as if he was joking, "If I don't let you rest well, you have to pretend in front of me." ”

“……”

Su Qian's heart tightened, stood up, and said in a deep voice: "The harem is not allowed to interfere in politics, if it is other things, the concubines must do their best to share the emperor's worries." ”

Jun Wushen didn't force her, and a playful smile appeared on his face, "By the way, what did Qianqian do last night, the dark green under his eyes can't be covered with powder, and his spirit is also sluggish?" ”

Su Qian said honestly, "The concubine can't sleep." ”

The corners of Jun Wushen's mouth hooked up a faint smile, "You can't sleep, or don't you even have time to sleep?" ”

“……”

Su Qian was speechless, silent for a while, looked up at the other party, and hurriedly avoided the burning gaze of the tyrant, lowered her head, she thought about it, and felt that it was not appropriate to say anything, so she simply didn't say a word and became a dumb person.

In front of the soft couch, one stood and one sit, no longer spoken, no conversation or voice, and the room suddenly fell silent.

After a while, Jun Wushen's voice sounded, breaking the silent atmosphere of Dongnuan's attic, and his tone was calm, "Shallow, angry?" ”

Su Qian was not angry, but had nothing to say.

"The concubines remember the emperor's teachings. Rest well. ”

Jun Wushen's face turned cold, he stood up from the soft collapse, walked to a wide wooden table, pulled over a heavy wooden chair, and sat down, "Then I will stay with you for a while, and see that you will sleep and rest well." ”

Su Qian was silent for a moment: "Thank you for your concern." ”

Su Qian was lying on the soft bed, feeling uneasy, the emperor's temperament is really incomprehensible, like a midsummer afternoon, dark clouds, no one knows, will be raining in the next second.