When I came to Lingyun Pavilion, I saw that the layout outside the main hall was very lively, which was in stark contrast to the empty palace road outside the courtyard. In front of the window and outside the eaves of the porch, there are flowers in full bloom, colorful and fragrant, although it is not a very precious variety, but it is also refreshing to look at.

At this time, the eunuch Su Quan was sitting in the shade on the steps, leaning his head against the red lacquered pillar under the porch to rest, which was extremely comfortable.

Except for Su Quan, there were no other servants in the palace, and they should be serving in the house.

When Han Mingde saw it, he was about to scold, but was stopped by the emperor raising his hand.

However, the sound of their footsteps still alarmed Su Quan, who was pretending to be asleep.

As soon as Su Quan opened his eyes, he saw the emperor in dark blue clothes standing at the gate of the courtyard, looking around, with an interesting appearance, and Han Mingde behind him had a black face like a piece of black charcoal, his heart was shocked, his legs were weak, and he rolled down the steps with a bone, and kowtowed again and again to accuse.

"The slave didn't know that the emperor had arrived, and asked the emperor to forgive him!"

Shen Bochen didn't mean to be annoyed, he only asked lightly, "What is your master doing?" ”

Su Quan knelt on the ground and replied tremblingly: "If you go back to the emperor, the master is copying the scriptures!" ”

"Copying scriptures?"

Shen Bochen instantly remembered that day when he asked Zhao Nuoqing to copy books in Yangrong Palace, her handwriting was really good, so he would reward her with the four treasures of the study.

The corners of his mouth slowly rose unconsciously, and he walked to the house with his feet raised, and saw that above the kang collapse, Zhao Nuoqing was wearing a cool moon-white undershirt, with a simple and elegant peach hairpin in his hair, and a touch of hair hung down to his cheeks with the earlobes, adding a touch of charm and sexiness to it, but pure and lovely.

But seeing that she was sitting precariously copying something, the two palace maids were studying ink and fanning one fan, and no one spoke, but the atmosphere was indescribably harmonious, comfortable, quiet and peaceful, so that he was a little embarrassed to disturb the scene in front of him.

Jin He was fanning his master, and when he inadvertently looked up, he saw the emperor standing at the door, and he was shocked, and immediately knelt down and shouted: "Slave and maid welcome the emperor!" ”

Zhao Nuoqing stopped writing, turned around, and saw that it was really the emperor, so he knelt down to the emperor under the kang, "Concubine greets the emperor!" I didn't know that the emperor had arrived, and he didn't come out to greet him, and I asked the emperor to forgive me! ”

Zhao Nuoqing frowned slightly, why didn't Su Quan have a good heart? She was disheveled at this time, and she only wore a undershirt because she was afraid of the heat, and her hair was not combed properly, which was really unseemly!

Hearing the emperor's chuckle, he stepped forward to help her up.

"I walked casually, I never thought that I would go to your residence, and when I saw that your palace was uniquely furnished, I thought about coming to take a look, I didn't let the little eunuch here, Qing'er don't blame him!"

Zhao Nuoqing instantly understood, and hurriedly said: "The concubine has written it down!" ”

After that, he asked Jin Miao and Jin He to serve her and dress up, Shen Bochen said: "Don't bother, it's me who came suddenly, since it's in my own palace, how comfortable it is!" ”

Hearing what the emperor said, Zhao Nuoqing had no choice but to say yes.

Shen Bochen took off his shoes and shirt under Zhao Nuoqing's service and sat on the place where Zhao Nuoqing was sitting, and asked knowingly, "What is Qing'er doing?" ”

Zhao Nuoqing frowned slightly, raised his eyes and glanced at the emperor, and said in his heart: The emperor should have come from Fu Meiren, and now that the emperor has lost his child, he should be very heartbroken, but at this time, the emperor doesn't seem to be half sad, but still talks and laughs with her, is it really "the most ruthless emperor's family"?

She cautiously replied, "The concubine is here...... Copy the scriptures! ”

"What did you copy?" The emperor picked up the half-copied scripture in front of Zhao Nuoqing as he spoke, and when he saw the content on it, his face suddenly changed.

"Jizo Sutra ......," he muttered.

Zhao Nuoqing lowered his head nervously, not daring to look directly at the emperor, at this time, the emperor should not want to mention the fetus in Fu Meiren's womb stillborn, but at this moment, he encountered her copying the scriptures of the overbirth, thinking that the emperor would inevitably be displeased.

She was uneasy in her heart, and she didn't know how to explain it, when she heard the emperor's gentle voice coming from above her head.

"Is Qing'er overspending her unborn child for Fu Meiren? Have a heart! ”

Zhao Nuoqing raised his head, and saw that the emperor's eyes seemed to be slightly red, and he stared at her handwriting with a sad expression, but in just a moment, the emperor returned to his previous cold and grim look, and the sadness in his eyes no longer existed.

But seeing that he put the scripture back in its place, Zhao Nuoqing saw this and hurriedly called Jin Miao and Jin He to clean up the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the kang table, but was stopped by the emperor.

"Keep copying, and make a copy for me! Send it to Putuo Temple and burn it! ”

Since the emperor had spoken, Zhao Nuoqing had no choice but to continue copying the scriptures, and Jin He brought a cool green plum soup from the outside and handed it to the emperor.

The emperor took a sip, and saw a black and white tabby cat walking into the outside room with a swaying figure, walking to the edge of the collapse, raising his eyes and glancing at the emperor beside him, but he was not half afraid, but he jumped on the kang collapse, leaned on Zhao Nuoqing's leg and licked his hair lazily.

Seeing this, Shen Bochen smiled and said, "You raised it very well!" ”

Zhao Nuoqing stopped his pen, raised his hand and touched Fubao's supple hair, and raised his eyes to look at the emperor.

"I also want to thank the emperor for this gift to the concubine, Fubao is very well-behaved, never runs out of Lingyun Pavilion, every day the concubine asks the queen to come back, it squats at the threshold and waits for the concubine! It makes the concubine feel the company of her relatives! Every time she touches its hair, the concubine feels as if there is nothing to worry about and be sad in this world, should the emperor try it? ”

Shen Bochen slowly raised his eyebrows and said in disbelief: "Is it really so magical?" ”

Zhao Nuoqing nodded, held Fu Bao, who was licking his hair, in his arms and approached the emperor's side, and stuffed it into his arms without saying anything.

And Fu Bao also seemed to like the smell of the emperor's body, wrinkled his nose and sniffed and rubbed on the emperor's body, meowed and found a comfortable position and lay down again.

Shen Bochen raised his hand and touched Fubao's hair, sure enough, the hand was dense and full of feel, and the kitten was also comfortable with a purring sound in his throat, the sound seemed to have a miraculous effect on healing the soul, he suddenly felt that his body and mind were softened, and his original irritable mood gradually eased up.

"It worked!"

Zhao Nuoqing smiled, turned around and continued to go back and copy the scriptures.

The pear wood incense burning in the house slowly rises in the incense burner, the quiet and elegant fragrance makes people feel refreshed, the emperor leans on the soft cushion, holding the cat in his hand, but his eyes are always staring at Zhao Nuoqing, who is seriously copying the scriptures, at this moment, he feels as if he is the most ordinary ordinary man in the Jokhang Kingdom, accompanied by his loving wife, and there is no more trouble.

And Zhao Nuoqing in front of him seemed to be another kitten with soothing effects, just looking at her there, he felt at peace in his heart.

Shen Bochen gently hooked the corners of his mouth, and said in his heart: I didn't expect that he could feel it on such an ordinary day!

If there really is one day, how good would it be for him to leave everything in this court and live an ordinary life?