Next.

It was only overnight, and the palace was suddenly filled with gossip.

"Have you heard? On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, the little master of the concubine did not go back to Furong Xuan by himself at all, but was carried back by the emperor. ”

"Wow, it's enviable...... The grace of the little master of the concubine is really unmatched. ”

"What is there to envy? I heard that the little master of Nian Concubine was hiding in the cold palace and went to others, when she was bumped into by the emperor, but she didn't ...... It's a wisp of it. ”

"Sister, don't talk nonsense, this kind of thing can't be joked."

"Who's talking nonsense? Do you know that in order to prevent this scandal from spreading, the emperor killed all the eunuchs and palace maids present at the time. ”

"And how did you find out?"

"Alas, this kind of natural intolerable thing, naturally there are times when paper can't contain the fire."

"Oh my God, I see that the little master of Nian Concubine is not this kind of person."

"People's hearts are separated from their stomachs, knowing people and knowing faces do not know their hearts, and it is difficult to draw hearts with skin and bones."

"Alright, alright...... Let's go quickly, don't get into trouble. ”

……

The Imperial Study.

Qing Cang sat on the dragon chair, playing with a piece of white jade the size of an egg in his hand. Nian Concubine once said that if you can find a smaller white jade and make it into a jade pendant to hang on your body, it will be excellent.

Therefore, he later ordered someone to find this smaller piece of white jade, which was more crystal clear, smooth and delicate than the previous one. At this time, there was a special danqing on his right hand, but he didn't have the slightest intention to put pen to paper.

How could it be...... I can't put pen to paper...... Obviously, what flashed in my mind was all her.

Sometimes smiling brightly, sometimes sad and grieving, sometimes helpless and lonely.

But, damn it! Most of the things that flashed in my mind were the scene when Leng Gong broke into the door and was in someone else's arms.

Qing Cang admits that he has a grudge. There is no man in this world who can be completely unmindful, not minded what he sees, who has been embraced in her arms, and who fills the house with the smell of pleasure.

Unless...... In his heart, there is no place for her.

Qing Cang held the piece of white jade tightly, but he had already developed jealousy in his heart.

Aqing, I believe you, but I don't believe that man! I don't believe that a normal man can still sit still after seeing such a beautiful side of you.

You know that even if you don't do anything, just stand quietly, it's enough to dim everything around you. With such a you, how could he endure it!

If nothing has happened to you, where does the smell of the house come from?

As long as Qing Cang thought of the messy bed in the cold palace after the "fierce battle", as long as he thought of the halfway down the man's bedclothes when he knelt on the ground, as long as he thought of the figures hugging together, he felt that there were thousands of knives cutting at his heart.

It hurts, it hurts!

"Your Majesty......" Yan Li walked in slowly, bowed his head on the side and said, "There is news from Furong Xuan, saying that the little master of Nian Concubine has a bad appetite. Think...... You can drink a bowl of millet porridge cooked by the emperor himself every day. ”

After speaking, Yan Li raised his eyes slightly, waiting for Qing Cang's instructions.

She knew that Qing Cang had always attached great importance to this little lord of the concubine, but she was still curious whether the emperor would respond to such an unreasonable request. You know, letting a son of heaven wash his hands and make soup is something that others can't think of.