Lin Wanyi stepped forward obediently, seeing the emperor's posture, she couldn't press his head without taking off her shoes and going to bed.

So I had to do the same.

When Rouyi landed on the emperor's temples to the left and right, his tense body gradually relaxed.

Both of them were silent, one pressed intently, and the other took it seriously.

By daylight, Lin Wanyi carefully looked at the emperor again.

He seemed to be much more tired than he had been a few days ago.

I don't know if it's because of the annoyance of government affairs, she saw a faint wrinkle in the middle of the emperor's eyebrows.

That's because of frequent frowning.

So during the massage, I reached out and stretched him on both sides of the eyebrow.

The emperor felt comfortable, so he naturally did not stop it, but enjoyed it with peace of mind.

There is something to do, and the hour passes quickly.

When he came, the sun was still high, and in the blink of an eye, it was almost the time of Shen.

Lin Wanyi's hands were numb, and the emperor still commanded her from time to time, pressing her head and shoulders, and pressing her shoulders and back after pressing.

I almost didn't press his legs and feet.

The emperor enjoyed it comfortably, but Lin Wanyi was bitter.

The price of this accompaniment is also too great.

Her hand went back today, but I was afraid that it would be wasted.

Feeling that the strength was gradually decreasing, the emperor slowly spoke, and his voice was a little more lazy and casual.

"What time is it?"

"Back to Your Majesty, it's almost time."

Hearing this, Emperor Yu Wenhong suddenly opened his eyes and shouted out with a little anger.

"Dong Yuzhong."

I saw that Dong Gonggong immediately bowed in.

"Your Majesty, the minions are here!"

"Is Uncle Four Emperors here?"

"Back to the emperor, the fourth prince has been waiting in the side hall for a long time."

Emperor Yu Wenhong patted his head and said to himself as if he was annoyed.

"I promised Uncle Huang to go to Changyin Pavilion to watch the play, but now it's a delay."

Lin Wanyi was silent, this is none of her business, and she hopes that the emperor in front of her can be rewarded and punished clearly, for the sake of her massaging for so long, it is good to not cure her crimes.

"The minion will put shoes on the emperor, the emperor, slow down."

The emperor is looking for the fourth emperor uncle to listen to the play this time, and there is still a lot of work behind him, so it is not good to delay.

Everyone walked two steps quickly before they remembered that Lin Wanyi was still sitting on the couch.

So he turned to her and explained.

"You go to the warm pavilion and sit down, just call them to serve you if you have anything, and then have a meal when I come back."

After the explanation, he left in a hurry.

Lin Wanyi sat on the couch, really angry and funny.

Before the "concubine obeys the order" in his mouth could be said, the person walked away.

Hey, it's really an official who crushes people to death, but this saint is many levels older than her.

What can I do?

After the emperor left, a eunuch walked in outside, still her "old acquaintance".

"Slave Qiu Ming, please little master Fu'an."

"Father-in-law Qiu, please get up, how to go to this warm pavilion?"

"The minion will take the little master over."

Leaving the study, she walked under the east porch, and when she passed the inner sanctum, where she had stopt, she thought she was.

Unexpectedly, Qiu Ming took her and turned to the left, and walked straight to a row of glazed tiles with a roof and red lacquered wood pillars, which led her in.

As soon as I entered, I saw a plaque placed in the center, which read: Wen's former residence.

What does this mean?

Then I heard Qiu Ming say.

"This is His Majesty's sleeping place, the little master sits slightly, and the servants bring them some tea and fruit snacks."

Where to stay?

And what is the inner sanctum where she slept?

Her big question was written on her face, and Qiu Ming immediately replied with a smile.

"The inner hall is the place where all the little masters serve Your Majesty, and the warm house is the place where Your Majesty rests when he is alone, this is a supreme grace, the servants have served Your Majesty for many years, but I haven't seen a few little masters who can enter here."

Lin Wanyi's face was a little stiff, and she didn't smile, and she didn't laugh.

Listening to Qiu Ming's words, everyone who can enter here has some grace, but she is not the only one.

Does she have the opportunity to dine with the emperor and get favor through her labor?

But this price is inevitably too painful, and when I raised my hand to take a look, I saw that the abdomen of my fingers was already red, and my arm was also very sore.

She wasn't so pampered, she just kept massaging for more than an hour, even if Xia An came, she couldn't stand it, let alone Lin Wanyi.

"Thank you Father-in-law Qiu for giving me a solution, I don't know if there is warm water? I want to make a net move. ”

"Yes, there are some, the little master sits with peace of mind, and the slave sends someone to send it."

After saying that, he bowed and left the place.

Lin Wanyi looked around, this place looked very different from the inner hall, and it was warm and ordinary everywhere.

The room was not large, only a little larger than the left hall where she was.

On the left is the sleeping pavilion, with a lantern frame with black lacquer and gold to separate the door from the hall, and on the right is a small Nanmu carved desk, on which is placed a black inkstone, and a jade carved pen holder, pen holder.

A piece of rice paper was also unfolded in the flat area, and it seemed that there were words that had not yet been written.

Lin Wanyi was afraid of what kind of military secrets were inside, so she didn't dare to step forward to take a closer look.

However, the celadon vase placed under the window is very beautiful.

Everything here is elegant, and most importantly, there are a lot of bright yellow accents.

Bright yellow is naturally a symbol of the emperor, but at the same time, it also makes people more restrained.

It seems that if you can't behave beyond the norm when you stand there, you must always remember your identity.

And the sudden sense of comfort here is probably to make people relax.

After thinking about it, Lin Wanyi felt that her bedclothes were also made in time.

If you wear it here, the bright yellow bedding clothes are indeed a bit dazzling.

Just thinking about it, there were palace maids outside.

"I don't know what the little master likes to drink, so the slave ordered them to prepare Jianxi Chun."

The stone mill flies lightly, and the milk flowers cook out of Jianxi Spring.

This Jianxi Spring, talking about Jiancha, is named after the quotation produced in the Jianxi Basin of Fujian, among which Beiyuan Gongcha is world-famous.

Except for the palace, I am afraid that there are only a few princes' mansions in the world that can have this thing.

Lin Wanyi has never eaten a pot in Ronghetang, but who knows that it is a pot for white in the emperor's warm pavilion.

All of a sudden, I was relieved of a lot of fatigue.

The refreshments were served with mung bean cake and chestnut cake, but Lin Wanyi felt that if it was paired with the milk peach blossom cake made by Chunqi, it would add more flavor.

The original nervousness was much less in the process of tasting tea.

I even forgot that I had to wait for the emperor to have dinner, and I should have an empty stomach.

Tea does not quench hunger, but it makes people feel full.

When the emperor came to the moon, she fell asleep on the table.

The hair is like ink, the skin is whiter than snow, the cheeks are a little crimson, the eyes are tightly closed, and the eyelashes like a fluttering fan are distinct.

Pushing the door and seeing this scene, the emperor's heart couldn't help but tremble.