There was nothing more to say that night, and in the early morning of the second day, Rong Changan came to Yong'an Palace to change and wash Yan Li's quilt, quilt, pillow towel, and clean the bedroom by the way. It took Rong Changan an entire hour.
The other court ladies were too tired to straighten their backs, but Rong Changan enjoyed it. They looked at Rong Changan who was cleaning the windows, and even hummed a happy tune, not only became curious.
"Xuecairen, what made you so happy? Could it be that the emperor promised to reward you with some treasure again? Or, did the emperor agree to confer you a noble concubine?"
When Rong Changan woke up, he felt in a good mood, probably because he had beaten Zi Yan the night before, so he was happy.
"What a beautiful day today, the sun is warm, magpies are chirping outside, there is a saying that is not good, good things will happen when the magpies make trouble on the branches!"
Rong Changan wiped the window sill until it was shiny, without any dust at all. The upper window lattice couldn't reach, so Rong Changan put a stool on the table, climbed up, stood on the stool, and wiped with his toes.
"Give me water!" Rong Changan waved to the people below.
Then a court lady brought a basin of water and put it on the table. Rong Changan squatted down, washed the cloth in the water, wrung it dry, stood up again, and continued to wipe.
The maid smiled and said, "It's because you have something good to do. What good things can we do! We have been maids in the palace for several years, and we haven't picked up any good things."
"Xue Cairen, tell me quickly, what good news do you have?"
These maids are chirping and chattering, like magpies on the trees outside, ignore them, they have nowhere to go; ignore them, what they say is too serious.
"I have to say it a hundred times, there is no good thing, there is no good thing, do you believe it!"
She moved her feet on the stool: "Quick, give me a piece of dry cloth!"
But no one agreed, Rong Changan waved his hand again: "Hurry up, get me a quick cloth!"
Still no one agrees!
Rong Changan turned his head and looked down, and saw that the court ladies were all standing upright, like a row of poplar trees that hadn't grown up, with their heads lowered and their hands crossed at the lower abdomen; standing beside them Yan Li in a dragon robe.
He smiled slightly: "Xue Cairen, what do you want?"
Rong Changan was taken aback, his feet were numb, and his body was on the verge of falling: "Ah..."
His body seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and he fell straight to the ground: "Help!"
Yan Li's eyes flashed, he stepped out with his right foot, and at the same time stretched out his hands, Rong Changan landed on Yan Li's hands impartially. She supported her smooth neck with her right hand, her tender legs with her left hand, and her back rested on Yan Li's right thigh.
The two looked at each other with affectionate eyes, and at this moment, silence speaks louder than words.
This sense of touch is the same as her eyes, so familiar, is it the grudge from the previous life
This embrace was so gentle that she almost forgot all the resentments in the past. It turned out that she just needed his hug, and everything would be calm.
It seems that they stared at each other for as long as Sansei III.
When Rong Changan realized that he was "Xue'er", he blinked his eyes, his face was covered with red glow: "Your Majesty, can you help me up?"
The soft and magnetic voice is just like Rong Changan... No, she is not Rong Changan, she is Xueer!
"Oh...you, are you okay?"
Rong Changan shook his head lightly.
Yan Li helped her up, and Rong Changan turned away, not daring to look at Yan Li again, she was really afraid that her secret would be revealed in the sight.
Yan Li looked at the window lattice above, and was a little annoyed: "What did you do, let Xuecai come to wipe such a high window lattice, what use is it for me to support you?"
Before the maids could refute, Rong Changan said, "Your Majesty, I asked for this on my own initiative, and it has nothing to do with them. Because I think that the Emperor treats me so well, and I want to do more when I know that I will repay you with kindness." matter."
Yan Li looked at those court ladies: "But this?"
Rong Changan hastily squeezed their eyes. They had no confidence and said in unison: "Yes."
Yan Li waved his hand: "Since Xue Cairen asked to do it, I don't care about it. Go out!"
The court lady was granted an amnesty and quickly fled the bedroom.
Yan Li sat on the chair and casually flipped through the books on the case: "Xue'er, don't do this kind of work in the future! You are a talented person, and you should look like a talented person."
Rong Changan: "Did I embarrass myself by calling Cairen?"
Yan Li hastily denied: "No! Why do you think so? I just want to take care of you more and love you more..."
Love? This word is like a glass of fine wine, Rong Changan drank it and almost became drunk.
"The emperor loves me?"
Yan Li's eyes were shining brightly, but the focus seemed to be on the books: "Have I ever said this word?"
Hmph, a big man and shy!
Rong Chang'an: "The emperor's love should be great love, love the people of the world, love everyone in the palace, and don't let them go hungry or cold."
Yan Li: "There are also people in the palace who will starve and suffer cold? Impossible!"
Rong Chang'an: "Does the Emperor want to take a walk with me to the Leng Palace?"
"What to do?"
"Go and see, where the emperor can't see."
Leng Gong. In the desolate courtyard, Zixuan sat on the swing frame, her eyes glazed over; Chuntao pushed behind, her two faces were frozen into two red cherries.
It's cold when it snows, and even colder when the sun melts.
Both Yan Li and Rong Changan stood outside the threshold. There was nothing special about the scene in front of him, but there was an invisible force stabbing Yan Li's heart.
"Xue'er, what did you bring me here for?"
Rong Chang'an: "Didn't the emperor think that the palace is a peaceful and prosperous age, and everyone lives a life with clothes to wear, food to eat, and charcoal fires to warm their beds? As far as I know, there is no charcoal fire here for the imperial concubine Zixuan. In bed, it's like lying on ice."
Yan Lilong frowned: "But as far as I know, every palace has charcoal fire distributed by the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Why is there no Zixuan here?"
Rong Changan: "Then I don't know!"
"Eunuch Lu, tell me, what's going on?" Yan Li's cold gaze made Eunuch Lu's legs go weak.
Eunuch Lu: "Slave... I don't even know this happened!"
Yan Li: "Check it out carefully, who exactly embezzled this batch of charcoal, find out, and tell me, I will definitely punish you severely!"
Eunuch Lu was about to speak, but Rong Changan snatched him over: "Your Majesty don't want to investigate, I know who embezzled this batch of charcoal. This has nothing to do with Eunuch Lu."
With "Xue'er" helping to speak, Eunuch Lu's beating heart finally fell into his heart.
Yan Li's cold eyes fell on Rong Chang'an's face: "Who is it?"
Rong Changan: "It's Ziyan Noble Concubine!"
It's her again! It seems that many things in the palace cannot be spared from her!
"Why did she withhold the charcoal fire from Concubine Zixuan?"
For revenge, of course! Revenge Zixuan was deeply favored by Yan Li back then, and she was pregnant with Yan Li's child. Revenge that she used to be very close to Rong Changan.
From the day Zixuan entered the palace, Ziyan held a grudge against her. Only because of the needs of the struggle, Zi Yan has been affectionately calling her "sister".
Rong Changan said with a smile: "You're going to ask Concubine Ziyan about this. She has a heart of snakes and scorpions, and ordinary people can't understand it. Last night, because..."
Eunuch Lu winked at her, signaling her not to tell what happened last night. Rong Changan pretended not to see it.
"Just because I was arguing with Concubine Ziyan, she was so angry that she blocked me at the entrance of Yongxiang, called a few inner guards, surrounded me, and yelled to beat me and kill me. I almost lost sight of the emperor... "
As he said that, Rong Changan wiped away his tears, crying very miserable.