Qingyou thought, her master is in such a bad mood, she must not be able to eat anything, so she has prepared related adjectives, planning to praise the dishes to increase her appetite.
As a result, within less than a stick of incense, the five dishes were all wiped out. Hua Chun stuffed herself full without even a moment of hesitation, and let out a sigh of relief: "Really!" tasty."
Qing Niao was dumbfounded, looked at her, then at the plate: "Master... are you alright?"
"What can I do? The food is delicious." Hua Chun smiled: "Clean up, it's getting dark, and we should go to bed."
Qing Ling was silent, looking at the smallest plate among the five plates.
There were pickles in there, and she ate the whole plate raw... It would be hell if nothing happened.
The wind was howling, and the rain outside did not stop. The cold air made people want to sleep deeply in the warm blanket. Although he was not in a good mood, Hua Chun still slept soundly.
Qinghe Hall.
Concubine Hui had finished her bath and was waiting for the emperor to change in pajamas.
Yu Wenjie looked outside and said in a low voice, "It's been raining for so long."
Slightly taken aback, Concubine Hui looked out of the window following his gaze, and smiled and asked the maid to close the window: "It's raining, isn't it drought near Yanjing? This is a timely rain."
"Yeah." The emperor lowered his eyes, put on his pajamas and lay down on the bed tiredly: "Go to sleep."
"Yes." Concubine Hui secretly rejoiced, this person is already lying on the bed, no one can take it away after all, right
The palace people retreated, and the palace lanterns were also extinguished. Concubine Hui was about to put her hand on the king's chest, but she saw him stand up and said, "Leave a lamp."
Concubine Hui wanted to say that it would be good to let the palace people in, but the emperor had already got up, walked to the side in person, and lit the palace lanterns.
A palace lantern didn't have much light, but the dim light made people more intoxicated. Concubine Hui waited shyly for the emperor to come over, and then lay down on his chest.
Yu Wenjie's breathing was calm, and he seemed to fall asleep directly after closing his eyes, without any movement. How can this be reconciled? After finally coming to Qinghe Hall to spend the night, the result is to simply sleep
After waiting for a while, Concubine Hui was not happy, and stretched out her hand to tease the emperor, but he grabbed her hand halfway and pressed it on the pillow, and then heard his deep voice: "Close your eyes."
Her face flushed, Concubine Hui closed her eyes obediently.
But why do you feel so sleepy when you close your eyes? It was as if countless tides were surging up around her, pulling her down.
After yawning, Concubine Hui murmured: "The concubine serves the emperor..."
Before he finished speaking, he fell asleep directly.
After seeing her twice, Yu Wenjie got up, walked to the side of the screen, took a small bottle of medicine, and put a little on his own body, then put on his clothes, and went out the window directly.
Qing Ling was guarding the night and was about to fall asleep when she suddenly felt a gust of cold air rushing towards her face, she subconsciously picked up the dagger at hand: "Who?"
In the dim room, there was a tall figure approaching step by step, she was stunned, the dagger was unsheathed, and her legs trembling stood at the partition, trying to stop this person.
"It's me." Yu Wenjie said in a low voice, "You actually carry a dagger in the palace?"
With a shock, Qing Ling quickly put away the dagger, knelt down and saluted: "Your Majesty."
"It's none of your business." Yu Wenjie said, "Go back to sleep."
"… yes."
It was windy and rainy outside, how could the emperor come here at this time? His dragon robe was dripping, and there was no one behind him, not even Eunuch Qin.
Qingyou's eyes were very complicated, as if she had thought about a lot of things, and finally retreated quietly.
Hua Chun was sound asleep, her vermilion lips were slightly parted, and crystal saliva stained the pillow.
Glancing at her with distaste, Yu Wenjie hung the wet robe aside, squeezed into the bed not at all tenderly, and stared at her.
No matter how soundly you sleep, you will be awakened by the domineering aura rushing towards your face! Hua Chun opened his eyes, his eyes were dazed for a while, he focused on the person beside him, his pupils shrank slightly: "You..."
"Are you awake?" He looked at her expressionlessly: "What happened again today?"
Damn, I suddenly appeared in someone's room in the middle of the night, shouldn't I give an explanation first? As soon as she came up, I asked her what the problem was? Hua Chun pouted dissatisfiedly, stared at him for a long time before saying: "I was kidnapped out of the palace."
"Prince Xi?" The emperor's face darkened, "He's also getting bolder."
"What can I do with him?" Hua Chun turned over and leaned against his chest, feeling the coldness of this man's body, turned over quickly, stretched out his arms to hug him to warm him: "You want to take care of me?" Go make things difficult for him, the Empress Dowager will be the first to let me go. Besides, he is cunning and has not left any evidence, apart from my confession, who can prove that I was taken to Boyang Palace?"
He dared to be so rampant only when he insisted that there was nothing he could do about it.
"What did he do to you?"
"It's nothing, just insist that I'm Hua Jinghua, and I try my best to deny it, but he said it will make my life difficult." Hua Chun shrugged: "Scared the baby to death."
The emperor frowned, and put his arms around her tightly: "Tomorrow I will send some more hidden guards to your palace."
"Thank you." Hua Chun nodded, and then looked at him curiously: "Didn't you spend the night in Qinghe Hall tonight? Why did you come here suddenly?"
"I just wanted to ask about your situation, so I came when Concubine Hui fell asleep." The emperor said, and glanced at her: "There is something you need to understand."
"Um?"
"Besides you, I will favor many other people."
"..." The hand holding him loosened, Hua Chun nodded sensiblely: "I know."
Looking at her face, the emperor raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you unhappy?"
"No." Hua Chun said: "A woman like me is reasonable and considers the overall situation. If the emperor has something the emperor wants to do, I will never hold back!"
The words were so touching, the emperor stretched out his hand, hooked the corner of her eyes, and twisted: "What is in your heart?"
Hua Chun twitched the corner of her mouth: "Yes."
Yu Wenjie was silent, and Hua Chun didn't say much. Feeling that his body was warm, he let go of his hands and continued to sleep with his back to him.
Men are hypocrisy. While always letting women speak their minds and express their truest thoughts, why do you think you are so selfish and ignorant? Don't say what you really think, he still has to feel that you haven't opened up to him.
Really difficult to serve!
The two were speechless, but neither of them fell asleep. Hearing the sound of rain outside, the emperor only hugged the person in his arms, his eyes dimmed, as if he was thinking about something. Hua Chun stared at the shadow of the tree outside the window, imagining a series of scenes where the assassin appeared.
However, it was because she thought too much. At the second watch, when the rain stopped, the emperor got up and went back to Qinghe Hall without a sound.
Concubine Hui slept soundly, and when she woke up, the emperor had already changed clothes in the outer hall and was about to go to court.
Looking down at her neat clothes, she frowned, got up and went out to take the position of Eunuch Qin, took the emperor's last sash, and then softly apologized: "The concubine didn't serve her well, so she fell asleep right away."
"It doesn't matter." The emperor said generously, "I can rest here with you, and I feel at ease."
Upon hearing this, Concubine Hui felt much more at ease, she immediately put on a smile, and respectfully sent the emperor away.
A little eunuch packed up the emperor's clothes from yesterday, and was about to take them to the Clothes Bureau. Concubine Hui glanced at them and said on a whim, "Give the dragon robe to me, and I will wash it myself."
The eunuch was stunned for a moment and hesitated, but Concubine Hui came over directly and took the dragon robe away.
"Your Majesty is smart. Washing the clothes with your own hands will surely let the emperor understand the deep affection of your Majesty." The little maid next to her quickly flattered her.
Concubine Hui smiled, shook off her dragon robe and took a look.
"Huh?" Looking at the mud under the robe, she was a little surprised: "How can it be so dirty?"
Although it's raining today, hasn't the emperor been in Qinghe Hall all the time? Where did so much mud come from
The little maid was also at a loss, and muttered, "Maybe it was accidentally infected."
How careless must this be to be dyed like this? Concubine Hui's face darkened, she thought for a while, and then summoned the night watchman to ask: "Did the emperor leave last night?"
"Go back to your empress, no." The palace man replied honestly: "The slave has been guarding the gate of the palace."
So what's the matter? Frowning, Concubine Hui held the dragon robe and fell into deep thought.