"I don't know?" The emperor frowned.
"No...actually, this is how it is..." With a dry smile, Hua Chun tried to stand up, but found that her feet were numb, and she felt ecstasy like being pricked by needles.
"The concubine is playing in the palace, and I don't know what happened, but she ran here in a blink of an eye."
Yu Wenjie pursed his lips, reached out to fish her out, and threw her on the soft couch next to him: "Do you think this reason can convince me?"
Hua Chun shrank back and said in a low voice, "What if you are stupid."
"Um?"
"No, concubine means, you are not stupid, you must know that concubine didn't do it on purpose." Hua Chun grinned and smiled like a sunflower to show her sincerity.
After looking at her twice, the emperor said, "I'm going to Yongfu Hall tonight."
"The concubine heard it."
"Is there anything you want to tell me?" He raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of deep meaning.
Hua Chun bowed his head, held back for a long time, and choked out four words: "Take care of the dragon body."
Yu Wenjie: "..."
Forget it, can you expect her to say something nice? Even if this person is now in the form of a daughter, his temperament like a man has not changed much, so how can he be ashamed to act like a baby
Shaking his head, the emperor said: "After you have a rest, go back by yourself, I will go first."
"Oh." Nodding, Hua Chun watched him go out step by step, and after thinking about it, he said before he stepped out of the inner hall: "I still have a question."
After a pause, the emperor looked back at her.
"Which one do you think dances better, Concubine Huo or Concubine Shu?"
The light in his eyes just lit up a little, but was extinguished by this sentence, Yu Wenjie's face was a little ugly: "I didn't pay attention."
What? Hua Chun tilted his head and looked at him: "Every time I dance, what are you looking at?"
"Folder."
... It seems that he is indeed reading the book, but this is too weird, he likes to make people dance, but he always doesn't read it. How could she analyze the thoughts in his heart? Do you like to watch dancing, or don't you
"Farewell to the emperor." Unable to figure out the outcome, Hua Chun still accepted her fate.
Yu Wenjie waved his sleeves and left without looking back. When he went out, he glanced at Huo Zichong.
Huo Zichong was taken aback for a moment, and immediately knelt down: "I know my mistake."
The emperor continued to go out without saying a word, and drove to Yongfu Hall.
Hua Chun stayed for a while, and walked towards the Hall of Mental Cultivation by himself, but didn't pay attention when he came out, bumped into a few palace concubines with low status, and bowed to each other, Hua Chun didn't care.
As a result, in the evening, all the palaces and courtyards began to say that Concubine Huo had done a great job of being charming and snatched the emperor away from Concubine Shu and Concubine Hua.
"I've seen her charm skills." Hua Chun said while gnawing on an apple, "But whether the emperor went there because of her charm skills is another story."
Qingyou frowned: "Many people are mocking you behind your back. You were so favored before, but now you are sent to Zichen Hall, and the emperor has not come to us."
"They love to laugh, let them laugh." Hua Chun shrugged: "I have a lot of meat."
"But..." Qingyou frowned and said, "If there is no favor in the palace, the treatment index in all aspects will plummet."
For example, the current lunch and dinner are not as exquisite as before, but according to the regulations of the concubine, not a piece of meat is given. Winter is coming soon, and the quilts, clothing materials and charcoal fires in the palace are also a problem.
"Women in the harem really have no dignity." Hua Chun sighed: "Everything must be given by a man."
Qing Ling is silent, this is the rule of a dynasty, no one can break it.
"Why don't we try to be self-reliant or something?" Looking up at her, Hua Chun said, "Even if I can't turn my head around by myself, wouldn't there be you? What do heroines in time-travel novels usually do to get rich?"
After thinking for a while, Qing Niao said: "Some design hairstyles, clothes and jewelry for people, some make cosmetics, and some make sanitary napkins."
Hairstyles and jewelry are not very feasible. After all, people have ancient unique aesthetics. She thinks ugly and they think it is good-looking, and she thinks good-looking and they think it is ugly. This path is estimated to be impossible. You don't need to think about cosmetics and the like. After all, you are not that professional, and you don't have relevant knowledge. If you disfigure someone later, you will cause trouble instead. As for sanitary napkins, underwear, etc., there are not enough materials here, and it is impossible to make a good finished product.
After thinking for a while, she said discouragedly: "I found out, I can only do political affairs, and women's affairs are not suitable for me."
Qing Niao nodded: "You didn't go anywhere except the library for four years in college, and you don't even know how to put on makeup. It's really impossible for you to do those things. Since your major is politics and law, why don't you pay to assist politics. "
Paid assistant government
A light bulb lit up on his head, and Hua Chun sat up happily: "You can have this!"
When she finds the emperor when she is free, she will talk to him about the conditions. She can not be favored, and the booklets will be charged according to the original amount, and the plan will also be calculated. In this way, even if the supply of things in winter is insufficient, she can still pay for them by herself.
Just do what you say, Huachun immediately went to write the price list.
As night fell, the emperor left the Hall of Yongfu without a sound. As soon as he stepped into the Hall of Mental Cultivation, he heard a green voice from inside: "Master, is it too dark for you?"
"Where is it black?" Hua Chun put his hands on his hips: "He is the emperor, so rich, what is missing?"
"But..." Qingyou pointed at what she wrote in embarrassment: "One tael for a booklet, twenty taels for a large plan, and ten taels for a small plan. The price for special issues is negotiable. I am afraid that the emperor will be angry when he sees this."
"What's so angry about him?" Hua Chun curled his lips: "Everyone gets what he wants, I can't live my whole life by pointing at his vacillating heart, can I?"
Eunuch Qin, who was standing behind the emperor, gasped after hearing this, his face turned pale, and he quickly looked at his majesty.
Yu Wenjie has always been the most jealous of people saying bad things about him behind his back. Hearing this, why don't he break into the house and get angry
However, unlike the scene he imagined, the emperor just raised his eyebrows, withdrew his hand that wanted to push the door, and simply leaned against the door frame, listening to them continue.
Eunuch Qin was a little nervous, he looked in the direction of the door several times, and wanted to remind the concubine Hua inside, but he was afraid of offending the emperor, so he could only stamp his feet anxiously.
This kind of small movement of stomping feet obviously cannot be conveyed to Huachun. Looking at the price list, Huachun only felt sad, couldn't help shaking his sleeves, hugged Qingyou and sang: "Little cabbage--Dilihuang Yeah—two or three years old—no mother—”
Qing Niao shuddered, straightened her up, and said: "You are not that miserable, at least you have food and shelter, and you can see the emperor from time to time, you are much better than others."
"Did there be air conditioning in ancient times?"
"… No."
"Is there a TV?"
"… nor."
"The old lady traveled here just to be a widow!" Hua Chun couldn't help but growl to the sky: "If the emperor wasn't so good-looking and has a good temperament, why would I hang myself on his tree? Why don't I remarry sooner! "
Eunuch Qin's face was ashen, and he didn't dare to lift his head, but for some reason, he seemed to hear someone chuckle.
Looking down and looking around behind him, he scratched his head, thinking that he must be hallucinating.
When she had finished howling, Yu Wenjie stood up straight, and finally pushed the door open.
The two people in the room were taken aback. Seeing him coming in, Hua Chun's first reaction was to pounce on the bed, pretending to be asleep.
"Emperor... Your Majesty." Qing Niao smiled dryly and hurriedly saluted.
Yu Wenjie pretended not to know anything, and asked, "Your Majesty is asleep?"
"Yes." Qing Niao said, "It's already so late."
"Well, then you can go down."
"...Yes." Qing Ling cautiously backed out after glancing at the person on the bed worriedly.
Hua Chun's heart was beating like a drum, and he really wanted to ask if he had gone to Yongfu Hall? Why do you still come to her place, and it's the middle of the night
Do you think this kind of stealthy feeling is very exciting
However, before she could think about it, there was a warm breath and shadow covering her face.
what's the situation? She could feel that Yu Wenjie's face was not far from hers, but why keep this distance? Observe her pores? You can either kiss me, or lie down and sleep next to me, be upright, okay
"Flower spring."
Damn, still call her name? Hua Chun held back and didn't move, his tone was too ironic! Do you think this will expose her? too young!