Gao Qian's right foot entered the courtyard, and he heard the sound of laughter in the hall, not big, but very real.

He'd heard too many smirks.

So, whether it's true or not, he knows very well.

Gao Qian subconsciously looked at the plaque on the door, almost thinking that he had made a mistake.

When he saw the three words of Hanguang Hall clearly, it was undoubtedly confirmed, which aroused his strong curiosity.

Gently tugging her lips, is she having a good time here?

When the attendant at the door saw the comer, he turned around and was about to go inside, wanting to tell the people in the hall to come out to meet him.

"Stop."

With a low voice, the chamberlain immediately froze in place, obediently lowered his head and stepped aside. The palace attendants behind him stopped together.

He walked forward alone, and when he crossed the threshold, he raised his foot and retracted it.

It was noon, the sun was shining in the courtyard, and the light was shining behind him.

The clothes and clothes that came out of the hall were cold and face-to-face with the high dive, and they were startled.

The pale face has clear features, the long eyelashes cover all the emotions under the eyes, and the shadows cast on the skin expand infinitely, until the whole person is shrouded in this gloomy and dense fog, which is the only dark place in this courtyard where the sun does not shine.

His face was expressionless and motionless, like a frozen corpse, lifeless in front of him.

They had never seen such a lord, and in an instant the cold penetrated into the bones, and their knees were so weak that they were about to touch the ground.

"Get out."

If he hadn't been close enough, he would have seen his thin lips move slightly, and his voice would have been so cold that he could barely hear him.

Several people hung their heads and trembled their legs into the sun.

He stood in the doorway for a long time before stepping in.

In front of the desk by the window, there is a circle of people, head to head, fragrant flowers and beauties, full of brilliance.

His steps were light, completely muffled by the sound of speech.

"What is Zhaoyi doing?"

The sudden sound made the people in front of the case look up in unison.

Gao Qian Xuanzhi is often dressed, standing a few steps away in black and white, with slender eyebrows and eyes gently bent, and a smile on his lips, very gentle and harmless.

The emperor came so suddenly, and after the surprise, everyone came back to their senses.

Huang Liangyuan was the first to get up, and with just one glance, her cheeks became puffy, her neck hung down, and her heart was beating nonstop.

Song Wanhua lowered her eyebrows, her palms sweating with nervousness.

They hadn't seen the Lord for a long time, and they both saluted respectfully.

Liang Wan followed and saluted, and then said, "The concubine is making incense for Your Majesty." ”

Gao Qian raised his hand to avoid courtesy, did not squint, and looked at her with a smile: "Lone is also very curious, how is Zhaoyi's incense made?" ”

As he spoke, he stepped forward.

Song Wanhua and Huang Liangyuan stood on one side, without the permission of the lord, they didn't dare to sit down, let alone be as casual as before.

Liang Wan gave up her main position and was about to move down a position, but was stopped by him.

Gao Qian didn't look at her, only picked up the little white bottle: "Zhaoyi is sitting on the side of Lonely, and Lone also wants to learn from Zhaoyi, can I?" ”

Liang Wan had no choice but to sit down next to him and smile: "Of course you can." ”

He uncorked the bottle, looked down and sniffed, then looked at her again: "It doesn't seem to be the same." ”

Liang Wan raised his eyebrows lightly, it seems that he is suspicious of incense, yes, this is high potential.

Liang Wan pursed her lips, reached out and rummaged through the bottles and cans, picked out a delicate celadon bottle and handed it to him: "Your Majesty, smell it, isn't it like this?" ”

The bottle is extremely small and has a beautiful appearance.

Gao Qian played with it in his hand, not in a hurry to open it, his eyes stared at her lip-grease-smeared lips, like this incense, with the smell of bewitchment.

He smiled: "It used to be a sachet, why is it made now?" ”

The sachet can see the material, but the dew cannot.

Liang Wan picked up a pre-woven Xuanqing silk silk from the desk, and took the celadon bottle in his hand, and turned it flexibly with her slender fingers, and a beautiful and unique pendant was ready.

She raised her head, her eyes were sincere: "This is suitable for wearing on the waist at any time, okay?" ”

Gao Qian tilted his head and looked at her with a smile: "Okay." ”

Could it be that the key is not in incense?

His face was silent, his eyes lowered, watching the person in front of him with his head bowed every move, and his heart seemed to be touched by a finger.

It was as if he had surrendered.

Alas, it's a fake.

Gao Qian looked away, no longer looking at her, and looked at the other two people standing: "You guys? ”

He couldn't remember a little, the garden was full of flowers, and it was pleasing to the eye, but he might not be able to recognize every flower, and he could call out the name.

The pink on Huang Liangyuan's face dissipated: "The concubine is Huang Liangyuan." ”

Song Wanhua glanced at it timidly and bowed her head: "The concubine is Song Wanhua." ”

Gao Qian sighed softly, and the two of them couldn't figure it out, I don't know if they really remembered it, or if they were casually perfunctory.

"Lonely remembers that Huang Liangyuan seems to be playing the pipa well?"

Liang Wan tied her silk fingers, and felt a chill in her heart, what did she mean......

Huang Liangyuan was surprised, her face flushed red again, and she was very shy: "Your Majesty still remembers." ”

The subtle movements still attract the attention of the people above.

Gao Qian ignored Huang Liangyuan, and covered it with one hand, wrapping the paused hand: "Why are Zhaoyi's hands so cold?" ”

Liang Wan stabilized her mind, raised her eyes and smiled, just meeting her eyes: "It may be that I have been soaking in cold water for a long time, so it's okay." ”

Gao Qian frowned, bowed slightly, and pulled her hand and put it in his palm: "You are already a lonely Zhaoyi, and there are more important things to be handed over to you in the future, like this kind of rough things, let the palace people do it, otherwise you will be tired of Zhaoyi, and Lone will be distressed." ”

The eyes are concerned and the tone is gentle.

The light curly eyelashes only trembled slightly.

Gao Diver still accurately captured that brief moment, and the originally low mood gradually became lighter.

The outside is full of aroma and smoothness, but the inside is stubborn, soft and hard. Isn't that more interesting than ever?

Liang Wan had a soft attitude and nodded: "Okay, the concubine obeys Your Majesty." ”

Gao Qian suspects her, not for a day or two, she is really a cunning beast.

Gao Qian patted her hand: "Who else do you like besides them?" ”

Rao is no matter how mentally prepared she is, she doesn't dare to answer casually, if it is an ordinary liking, she is afraid that she will add a few more pieces to the shelf.

Liang Wan's heart moved, and she met his eyes: "Zhao Hongde." ”

Gao Qian really smiled, frowning.

Huang Liangyuan and Song Wanhua were surprised, they couldn't understand what dumb riddles the two were playing, Zhao Hongde and Liang Zhaoyi had a fuss in the Imperial Garden yesterday, who could think that they admired each other?

What's more, after a long time, who really likes to bloom with people?

The people in the hall were stunned.

Gao Qian groaned slightly and said, "Zhaoyi really likes her?" ”

Saying that you like it, it seems fake, and saying that you don't like it not only deceives the king, but also can't save them.

Liang Wan blinked: "The reason why the concubine likes Zhao Hongde is because His Majesty likes it." ”

Gao Qian was stunned for a moment, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Lone really likes it, so it's okay." ”

Liang Wan knew that Huang Liangyuan and the others were safe, but she still didn't dare to take it lightly.

"The concubine thinks that Huang Liangyuan has a talent for making incense, why don't you leave this errand to her in the future?"

Gao Qian was a little irritable, and waved his hand: "Let's talk about this matter." ”

Huang Liangyuan and Song Wanhua bowed and retired with great eyes.

Stepping out of the Hanguang Palace, Song Wanhua exhaled a long breath, and the atmosphere was really a little strange.

She glanced at the palace behind her, thought about it again, leaned closer and said to Huang Liangyuan: "You can't continue to be like before, you have to come to Liang Zhaoyi?" ”

Huang Liangyuan was surprised: "What is the difference between us and the abandoned concubine of the cold palace now?" Are you going to live like this forever? ”

Song Wanhua was speechless, naturally no, she was still waiting......

She sighed: "That Liang Zhaoyi is not a soft-hearted person, let's not talk about whether Da Sima was killed by her, let's just say that in the past, no one knew how Da Sima loved her, but now that Da Sima's bones are not cold, she can turn around and throw herself into the arms of the Lord, such a woman is really terrifying-"

Huang Liangyuan disagreed: "The more the country has always been struggling with each other, the more people are vying for it, and who is not after several tosses and turns, if you are really infatuated with one person, I am afraid that I will not be able to live for a long time." ”

"If you want to survive in this world, you have to be hard-hearted!"

"Besides, you see that since the lord entered the palace, his eyes have hardly left her, this kind of favor, Zhao Hongde may not be able to catch up!"

Song Wanhua didn't dare to agree, their atmosphere was very wrong, she was with Lou Shixun, but it wasn't like this.

Huang Liangyuan had a resolute attitude: "No matter what entanglement there is between Zuo Zhaoyi and the Lord and Da Sima, at least there is no ill will towards me, and even very preferential treatment, that's enough!" ”

Song Wanhua looked at her: "What about tomorrow?" ”

Huang Liangyuan smiled and said, "I naturally obey Liang Zhaoyi's arrangement!" ”

Song Wanhua only felt uneasy. (End of chapter)