If Xiao Yan is exposed, Lingyu herself will also be exposed, even if she can guess it now.

Meng Qing sighed: "You go down first." ”

Lingyu hesitated to explain something to her, but saw her solemn expression, so she had to give up.

"Yes."

She slowly retreated.

It seems that this matter still has to be handed over to King Yong.

Thinking of this, Meng Qing sat back on the dragon chair, took out a piece of letter paper from the side, wiped the scale, dipped the tip of the brush in ink, and began to write.

A sprinkling letter, after being written, put it in an envelope, sandwiched in the fold that was returned to the Yong King Meng Tingchuan.

It's not that she doesn't believe him, but in her first life, she can't gamble with the country of Chu.

But who put this portrait here, and what kind of intentions this person has, she must find out clearly.

……

In a blink of an eye, half a moon has passed.

It's early summer, and the cicadas are chirping.

I vaguely remember last year's day, I'm afraid I was on the way to Shudi.

Tingzhou brought some lychees, red skin and white meat, the meat juice is tender, sweet and sour.

Meng Qing was lying on the beauty chair to enjoy the shade, and there was an ice book placed next to the couch, once it was lifted, there was an unstoppable cool air rising up.

Xiao Nanzi operated the ceiling fan alone, pulling the rope connecting the fan pages, and the house was cool.

Lingyu knelt on the side peeling lychees for Meng Qing.

"This summer, the emperor, you are always greedy, if you eat a bad stomach, you don't know how to blame the slaves and maids."

Meng Qing closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, supporting himself with one hand.

In the summer, she was dressed more and more coolly, and the ministers were resting today, so they also let people give lychees, although the ministers who were favored could only get one or two, but it was better than nothing.

The girl wore a red tulle and a wrap skirt, with a nine-tailed red fox pattern on the sleeves of the placket, a strand of green silk was left on the comb bun, and a pair of golden fox hair buns were simply pinned behind the ears, and the tassels hung down to the shoulders.

"He's busy with household chores today, and he doesn't have time to pay attention to me, so you don't have to worry."

Meng Qing wasn't worried that Xiao Yan would blame her for this, even if he would blame, in the end, he didn't blame her anymore because he was soft-hearted.

Lingyu peeled the lychee and put it to Meng Qing's mouth, and the cold and sweet touch slid away on the tip of his tongue.

Meng Qing took it off, took a few bites, and suddenly opened his eyes.

Lingyu was frightened by her.

"What's wrong, Your Majesty?"

She twisted the lychee in her fingertips, sat up cross-legged, and stared at the lychee in deep thought.

"This lychee can only be eaten in summer, not to mention lychees in spring and autumn, I can't even see the skin, or how about moving the lychee tree from Tingzhou to Yujing?"

Lingyu was dumbfounded: "Your Majesty, this lychee tree moved to Yujing, not only the distance is long, but also the cost of life and money, I am afraid that this lychee tree will wilt in a few days." ”

"What then! I love lychees! ”

As soon as the words fell, a clear and gentle voice came from outside the hall.

"One lychee with three fires, it can be seen that the emperor can't eat more no matter how much he likes it, and if there are sores on his mouth and tongue at that time, the courtiers below will be to blame."

"Taifu."

Lingyu and several people stood up and blessed the blessing to show respect.

Meng Qing looked back and saw that the man was still wearing a crimson official robe, with red lips and white teeth in the summer, and the Confucian scholars in Manyujing were no more than that.

Xiao Yan bowed slightly: "Let's go down." ”

"Yes."

The palace maids around Meng Qing bowed their heads and retreated, not daring to disturb the two of them again.

Meng Qing raised his eyebrows, "Why are you here?" Isn't the household department busy? ”

The man took a few steps forward and sat down on Meng Qing's fragrant and soft beauty couch, and the black gauze hat inlaid with red agate was taken off by him and placed aside.

"No, I'll come to the palace to see you when I'm done."

Meng Qing disliked his coming, and sat on her fragrant and soft couch at once, and became dissatisfied.

She stretched out her jade foot and stepped on the man's official robe.

"Did I let you sit here? Go down! ”

After saying that, he kicked a few more times.

Her kick felt very light, and it didn't hurt at all, so that every foot looked like a small embroidered pillow.

Xiao Yan hooked her lips and let her be so squeamish.

"After a few days of busyness, I finally entered the palace to see you, and you treated me like this?" Xiao Yan clenched the girl's toes, looking at every inch and inch of her fair skin.

"What did I do to you?"

Xiao Yan playfully played with her toes, "Look, I won't even let Weichen go on the couch." ”

Meng Qing saw that he looked like a hungry wolf, and shrunk his feet in fear in his heart, who knew that he held it tightly, and it was not up to her to call the shots.

"Do you think you're worthy?"

Xiao Yan smiled slightly: "Weichen is not worthy, who is worthy?" ”

“……”

Meng Qing frowned.

He has been very busy these days, and he can only see him in the early morning, and he can only summon him if he wants to see him on weekdays.

Xiao Yan also saw that she was unhappy, put down her tender little feet, simply grabbed her wrist, and pulled hard, Meng Qing threw herself into his arms.

She was stunned for a moment at first, but after reacting, she couldn't help but want to hammer him.

"What do you want to do in broad daylight?"

Xiao Yan pinched her chin: "What do you say Weichen wants to do?" ”

"Get out! The hand that has held my feet dares to touch my face, you don't want to live anymore?! ”

Her pupils dilated instantly, and she brushed the man's hand away in disgust.

Xiao Yan faintly felt that something was wrong, so he withdrew his hand.

But what did she dislike him? Or disgusted with her own feet?

He was silent.

The two looked at each other speechless for a long time.

"There is a problem with the tax revenue in Youzhou, and I am afraid that Weichen will have to leave Beijing in a few days."

Thinking of this, he sighed.

Meng Qing was puzzled: "What are you sighing for?" ”

"It's only been a few days since I saw you so angry, and I'm waiting for the minister to go to Youzhou, how can it be good?"

"You mean it's hard to dislike me?"

Xiao Yan gritted his teeth.

This stinky girl!

"Looks like you're too idle. It's better to leave this time and let Zhang Ge come to give you a lecture every day, how about it? ”

Meng Qing was shocked: "Give it to me?" Tuition? ”

"Hmm."

"No, no, no! Zhang Ge Lao is nagging, he can't come down in three or four hours, Taifu, you better go with peace of mind, don't worry about my schoolwork. ”

Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Don't want to hear him lecture you?"

She hurriedly shook her head: "I don't want to!" ”

He took advantage of the victory to pursue, "Then are you still angry with Weichen?" ”

Meng Qing fainted to death.

Can't you be angry these days?

"You're ......"

"Huh?"

"Why am I mad at you?"

Xiao Yan was satisfied and began to explain what happened after he left Beijing.

"During the time that Weichen left, you have to take good care of yourself, this lychee can eat less and eat less, you are weak now, it's not good to eat too much, understand?"

Meng Qing nodded obediently.

"Understood."

"Also, the minister is going here, less than two months, more than three months, and there is no time to take care of the affairs of Yujing, if there is anything you don't understand, ask Xing Gao, he can answer for you."