[Special Extra·This Life]
"Your Majesty, the Marquis of Chang'an's car has already passed Chaoyang Gate."
Hearing this, the young emperor raised his head, and the red pen he held on for a long time finally fell: "Has the Haiqing Pavilion been cleaned up?"
Le Ping's respectful voice was filled with an unprecedented smile: "It's all done. According to the emperor's instructions, everything from the utensils to the furnishings has been arranged.
"Yeah." Duan Mingzhang got up, walked to the window and stood with his hands behind his back. It seemed that through the window lattice, he could see the man who was coming to him with the carriage reeling: "Be careful."
Leping smiled and turned into a flower: "You can save it!"
Others don't know, he knows. This person is not an ordinary person - this person will be a queen in the future!
The fold is unbearable no matter what. Duan Mingzhang paced back and forth in the house, and after a full incense stick, the little eunuch below came to report that the Marquis of Chang'an had settled down in Haiqing Pavilion.
So the emperor cleared his throat with majesty: "Since that's the case, I'll go over and take a look."
Duan Mingzhang didn't let anyone pass it on when he passed, he just wanted to take a look at Rong Huaizhen from a distance. He arranged for Rong Huaizhen to live in the Haiqing Pavilion, which was very close to the emperor's palace. If he walked through the backyard of the study, it was only the distance between the main hall and the side hall. Looking over from the arch of the garden, who is the person sitting in the porch in a daze, if not Rong Huaizhen!
He lightened his steps and approached quietly, thinking, this is Rong Huaizhen, who has been cared for by two older brothers and has never seen the sinister heart... Why is he frowning? Are you worried about your brother who is about to go on an expedition, or are you at a loss because of the life in the harem full of unknowns
As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help but take another step forward, but he made some noises, which suddenly startled Zheng Leng's fascinated face. The four eyes met each other for only a moment, Rong Huaizhen got up in a panic and saluted him: "Chen Rong Huaizhen meets the emperor..."
Duan Mingzhang was stunned for a moment.
Slowly, he blinked his eyes, as if he couldn't believe it, but he already understood - at this time in his previous life, Rong Huaizhen had never seen him; The nobles and officials walking in the palace are all dressed, but Rong Huaizhen believes that he is the emperor at a glance, so there is only one reason—
He looked at Rong Huaizhen's black hair and snow-white neck, his voice trembling uncontrollably: "... Aiqing is flat."
In the Haiqing Pavilion, the two sat opposite each other, Rong Huaizhen lowered his head cautiously, and Duan Mingzhang stared at him, his heart was burning like a dream. He thought, had Rong Huaizhen in those days also looked at him with such a mood
These days, he was always afraid that this was a dream. If he woke up from the dream, he would still be the lonely one who lives aloofly. There is only one solitary grave that accompanies him every year for his birthday; but now, from the moment he saw Rong Huaizhen From then on, he firmly told himself that this was definitely not a dream—even if it was a dream, it must be completed before waking up.
He asked softly: "I asked someone to bring some snacks here, Aiqing to try it." He wanted to know what he liked to eat.
The well-informed Le Ping held up sixteen kinds of cakes, Rong Huai really hesitated, took a piece of persimmon to eat, took a bite, the red sauce filled with waxy white teeth, indescribably cute.
Duan Mingzhang was stunned, waiting for Rong Huaizhen to finish eating all the four persimmons in the box, he coughed lightly: "Since the Marquis of Chang'an likes... Leping, bring some more persimmons here."
He thought that as long as Huaizhen liked it, he was always willing to satisfy him.
"..." Eating a big box of dried persimmons and being watched by the emperor, Rong Huaizhen was about to cry without tears - he only took the dried persimmons because it was the closest to him! He doesn't particularly like persimmons, ah-