Nan Yan was suddenly flustered by his gaze.
She turned away.
And Munch himself, as if he had recovered, smiled faintly.
The two of them seemed a little embarrassed, but they couldn't tell what it was like. After being quiet for a while, Nan Yan ate the remaining half of a peach, and then washed his hands.
Monk asked, "What do you want to do?"
Nan Yan glanced at him and said, "I'm a bit bored in the room, and I want to go out for a walk."
Monk smiled and said, "Exactly."
"..."
"I'll go with you."
"OK."
Nan Yan didn't refuse him, and waited for him to wash his hands, and the two went out together.
Although they walked side by side, Monk is very easy-going, basically following the pace of Nanyan, and Nanyan walked slowly along the road that Princess Baoyin took her to yesterday. outside the palace.
As before, as soon as I got close, I heard the sound of pigeons cooing inside.
Upon hearing the voice, Monk stopped in his tracks: "This voice is—"
Nan Yan said: "Go and have a look."
After speaking, he walked forward with him.
As soon as I walked into the gate of that palace, I saw the same scene as yesterday.
The empress Xiuyun stood on the grass, with pigeons parked on her arms and feet, and there were even some pigeons fluttering around her.
She smiled and fed them with the millet in her hand.
This scene seemed gentle, harmonious, and even a bit aura.
Seeing this scene, Monk was stunned for a moment, Nan Yan stood beside him, and said softly: "Your Majesty's palace still has such a beautiful scenery."
"..."
Monk turned to look at her.
At this moment, Xiuyun also heard their voices, turned around and was stunned.
"The emperor..."
Monk stood beside Nanyan, still motionless, Xiuyun hurriedly threw out the last bit of millet in her palm, clapped her hands, and all the pigeons on her wrists fluttered away.
The aroused wind blew the temple hair around her ears and the clothes on her body.
She walked over lightly: "Meet the emperor."
Monk thought for a while before he seemed to remember her name: "Xiuyun? Get up."
Xiu Yun stood up and glanced at Nan Yan next to her again: "Concubine Si Gui is here too."
"You know each other?"
"Yesterday, Princess Baoyin came here to see me, and Concubine Si also came together."
Nan Yan smiled and said: "The pigeons here are very interesting, so I still think about it today, and invited His Majesty the Emperor."
Xiuyun glanced at Monk.
Monk also looked at her, and then at the flying pigeons around him.
After a while, he asked, "Are you still feeding the pigeons?"
Xiu Yun stammered: "I, I like them..."
"ah?"
Seeing Munch frowning, Xiuyun seemed to be a little more nervous, and said: "If the emperor doesn't like it, I just don't feed it."
Looking at her, Nan Yan remembered that yesterday, Xiuyun said that she only saw Monk once.
It seems that the two are not familiar with each other.
That's why speaking is so unfamiliar.
And she couldn't help thinking of Zhu Feng again.
Thinking of when the two were together, it seemed that there was no need to think about what to say, how cautious to be, even when I was self-willed, I lost my temper with the emperor and said something about beheading.
But Zhu Feng endured it all.
Not only did he endure it, but he even treated her differently from others.
Therefore, Nanyan has always believed that she is special.
But, can that kind of "specialness" continue
Or, do you want to return that "special" to Qin Ruolan
She lost her mind for a while, but immediately regained her mind, Xiu Yun welcomed them into the palace nervously, and everyone sat at the round table.
Soon, the maid brought tea.
Monk took a sip and said, "Tieguanyin?"
Xiuyun hurriedly said: "I only have this kind of tea in the palace. If the emperor likes other teas, I will ask them to prepare them."
"No need," Monk waved his hand: "This tea tastes good."
Hearing what he said, a smile appeared on Xiu Yun's face.
She is very young, although she is not childish, but there is always a little girlish innocence on her face, and she seems a little shy when she smiles like this.
Nan Yan was at the side, looking at them with bright eyes.
Although she came here today, she is still not familiar with Xiu Yun, so she has nothing to say, but she just wants to bring Monk here.
First, Xiuyun said yesterday that she rarely sees the emperor all year round.
Secondly, the way Monk looked at her just now made her a little uneasy.
It is the best thing to be able to help people and make a couple.
However, the two people seemed to have nothing to say, but Monk turned his head to look at Nanyan and said, "Do you like this tea?"
"good."
"Then tomorrow, I'll have someone bring you some too."
"Uh—thanks."
They chatted dryly, and after a while, someone came to Monk.
It seems that there is something wrong.
Monk put down his teacup, stood up and said to Nan Yan, "Nan, Concubine Si, do you want to go back with me?"
Nan Yan shook her head, and said, "I still want to chat with Empress Xiuyun for a while."
"That's good. I'll go first."
After speaking, he turned and walked out.
Xiu Yun politely sent him to the door, and even saluted his back.
Then, when she looked back at Nan Yan, she had a slightly embarrassed expression on her face, and said, "Why did Concubine Si come with the emperor?"
Nan Yan tilted her head and looked at her: "Ms. Xiu Yun, don't you want to see His Majesty the Emperor?"
"of course not."
"..."
"It's just that he hasn't been here for a long time, so I'm a little surprised."
Nan Yan smiled and said: "You are so beautiful, but His Majesty the Emperor seldom comes to see you. Don't you feel sad?"
Xiuyun looked up at her for a while.
Then, she smiled faintly: "What's the matter?"
"..."
"Everyone in the palace is like this."
"..."
"If it wasn't for Concubine Si, I wouldn't be able to see the emperor."
Even so, there was still a little bit of loneliness in her eyes.
However, as if she didn't want Nan Yan to see her, she got up and walked outside again, and Nan Yan followed her to the open space outside. As soon as the pigeons saw Xiu Yun approaching, they immediately surrounded her.
It landed on her shoulder or wrist, cooing softly.
As if, comforting her.
Nan Yandao: "Then, are you always like this, with these pigeons?"
"Well. Nothing wrong with that."
"..."
"They are very obedient."
"How obedient are you?"
As Nanyan said, she glanced at her intentionally or unintentionally: "Wherever you let them fly, they can fly there."