She just wants to relive her old dreams.
After so many years, she has been looking forward to it for so many years, and finally this day has come.
Thinking of this, she took a deep breath, raised her hand and pushed open the door of the imperial study, and a faint fragrance immediately wafted from the room.
It is sandalwood that makes people feel relaxed. Accompanied by a wisp of smoke, it slowly rises from the incense burner, and then diffuses in the air. Zhu Feng, sitting behind the table, raised his head amidst the diffuse smoke. Looking at Qin Ruolan, a smile appeared on his face immediately.
"You came."
Seeing his smile, Qin Ruolan felt that no matter how much he was wronged, it was worth it.
"emperor."
She walked forward in limp steps, walked to Zhu Feng's side and took a look. There were a lot of memorials piled up on the desk in front of him, some of which had already been reviewed, and many more were put aside.
Although Zhu Feng has not fully recovered, his temper does not seem to have changed at all.
Government affairs have already begun.
However, the most important part of government affairs, He Yi and the others, have not been put in front of him for the time being.
It involves what happened on the altar.
In addition, many people played in the front and back palaces, demanding that the noble concubine be punished.
Now, the imperial concubine has been robbed, of course the news cannot be concealed, at least Cheng Guogong and the others already know about it, and it is unknown what catastrophe will happen next.
Although Zhu Feng hasn't fully thought about this matter yet, just dealing with these various memorials and so many things that happen every day in the Yan Dynasty has already made him very strenuous.
After all, he has not fully recovered his sanity.
"It's good that you come."
Zhu Feng faced her with a happy expression on his face, propped his forehead with one hand, and said, "I have a very headache now."
Upon hearing what he said, Qin Ruolan hurried to his side.
Said softly: "Since the emperor has a headache, then don't deal with these things."
"No, there are still a lot of political affairs, piled up like a mountain."
"The emperor..."
Qin Ruolan looked at the stitch lines between his brows, feeling very distressed.
When Mingming just woke up before, his expression was still so relaxed, his eyes were clear, and he even regained a youthful aura, which reminded her of the young King Yan back then.
Moreover, in those two days, they were together every day.
In an instant, Qin Ruolan seemed to have returned to their boyhood, playing and playing together every day, those were the good years they had experienced.
However, she was too happy too.
In the middle, after all, more than ten years have passed.
Soon, Zhu Feng accepted his current identity. Although he hadn't fully remembered everything, he was deeply responsible for the government. Naturally, he began to spend more time on government affairs.
In this way, even if two people stay together, they will spend less time getting close.
Fortunately, he was still as affectionate to her.
Qin Ruolan stepped forward, reached out and pressed his hand that was going to take the pen, and said softly, "Your Majesty..."
"Um?"
"The concubine finally came to see the emperor, so the emperor should stop reading the memorial."
"..."
"Besides, there are government affairs every day, and there are endless things to deal with."
"..."
"Your majesty, let's rest for a while. When my concubine just walked through the imperial garden, I saw a red plum blossom in the garden, which was very beautiful. The emperor and my concubine should go and have a look, okay?"
"..."
Zhu Feng looked at her, and then at the memorial on the table.
Indeed, the latter gave him a splitting headache.
So he sighed and said, "Okay, I'll go out with you for a walk, just to get some air."
Qin Ruolan laughed happily, took off his big clothes from the hanger, and walked over to put them on for him, but when it came to tying the belt, she couldn't get it right after a long time.
Zhu Feng looked down and said, "Your hand was born."
"..."
Qin Ruolan froze for a moment.
He said he gave birth.
Is it because he still remembers how he often helped him organize his clothes in the past
At this time, the belt was fastened, and Zhu Feng said, "Let's go."
"yes."
Qin Ruolan followed closely behind him and walked out of the imperial study.
Although it was icy and snowy outside, the coldness made Zhu Feng feel more comfortable. He took a deep breath and stretched himself by the way.
Then, look at the world of ice and snow outside.
This piece of world belongs to him.
After waking up, he slowly accepted this fact. Although this feeling was very familiar, he had a feeling that his soul hadn't fully returned to its place.
It is indeed necessary to gradually become familiar with this world.
"You said, where is the red plum?"
"just in front."
As Qin Ruolan said, she stepped forward, stretched out her hand carefully to pull his sleeve, and said softly: "The emperor and my concubine go together."
"Um."
Zhu Feng went with her, and the two of them walked to the imperial garden.
On the snow, two rows of footprints were left.
Qin Ruolan glanced back inadvertently, and was immediately filled with joy. She raised her head to look at Zhu Feng, and the sweetness in her eyes almost overflowed.
However, as she walked, she found that Zhu Feng was going another way.
So he gently tugged on his sleeve.
"emperor."
"Um?"
Zhu Feng looked back at her.
Qin Ruolan smiled and said, "We're going to that side. The Hongmei I just mentioned is behind that wall."
As she spoke, she pointed.
As soon as Zhu Feng raised his head, he saw a red wall in front of him covered with thick snow. Behind the red wall, a branch of red plum blossomed brilliantly, like a flame in the snow.
Just looking at it from a distance, I feel very beautiful.
But he said: "I want to go over there first."
"ah?"
Qin Ruolan was a little surprised.
But after all, it was the emperor who spoke, and she didn't dare to stop her, so she could only obediently follow Zhu Feng to that side.
Here is a slope, because there are no houses, so it is inaccessible, and the snow is much thicker than other places.
Zhu Feng walked over, climbed up the slope, and reached out to scoop up a ball of snow from the snow.
"Your Majesty, be careful of the cold."
Seeing that Zhu Feng's hands turned red from the cold immediately, Qin Ruolan was heartbroken, but Zhu Feng didn't feel the cold at all, squeezed the ball of snow in his hand, and then threw it down the slope.
The little snow ball rolled down, and after a while, it rolled into a snowball.
Seeing this scene, Qin Ruolan immediately laughed.
In the past, Zhu Feng and her often played like this when they were young.
So he walked forward with a smile: "The concubine is coming too."
However, just when she was about to reach out to pick up the snow on the ground, she saw Zhu Feng frowning, and suddenly reached out to cover her forehead: "Ah—"
"My lord, what's the matter with you?"
Qin Ruolan's expression changed in fright, and she hurriedly supported him: "Is it uncomfortable there?"
"I have a headache—"
As Zhu Feng said, he clenched his teeth and kept resisting the pain like a knife in his head.