Dong Gong Mei

Chapter 429

Yinbao poked Jinxiu's waist, squeezed her eyes, and made an expression of "as expected", and Jinxiu couldn't help showing a happy smile.

But in the next moment, Zhao Xiwei's words made both of them unable to laugh——

"That's a bad coincidence! I'm about to go to Chunfang Pavilion to fold flowers... I'm afraid I won't be able to make it through for a while, so I would like to ask Guard Yuan to tell His Highness for me!"

"This..." The sweat on Yuan Ce's head grew even more, and he looked at the two maids beside him with pleading eyes.

Jin Xiu hurriedly persuaded: "Miss, His Royal Highness called you over, there must be something urgent, you—"

"When it gets dark, the flowers will wither!" Zhao Xi gave her a light glance.

Jinxiu could only obediently shut up.

……

Inside Chongwen Hall.

Li Xuanye flipped through the official document in his hand, threw it on the desk again, picked up the Langhao pen, pinched it with his fingertips, and put it on the inkstone again.

Being busy is boring, not to mention that there are fewer people around me these two days.

His fingers tapped on the table, "Du, Du, Du—" The rhythm was a little rushed, like a restless heart beating.

Didn't this woman miss him at all after seeing her for two days?

I sent someone to invite her, but it was so late...

He got up from his seat with a flick of his sleeves, walked towards the gate of the palace with his hands behind his back, but stopped at the door.

It has been three days since the conflict started, is she still angry?
The night is like ink, bit by bit, the sky is smudged into jet black.

He stood at the door with his hands behind his back, the palace lanterns were shining brightly, against the golden pattern on his clothes, jumping like sunlight.

It wasn't until the blob of ink in the sky became thicker and thicker that the entire sky above Chongwen Hall became pitch black, that he slowly tasted something strange.

It's been two quarters of an hour, why hasn't she come here yet?

Coaxed and coaxed, also admitted the mistake...why still refuse to reconcile?
Forget it, the big deal is to let her out of the palace!
Yang Yi watched from the eaves, feeling a little bit upset in her heart, she hurriedly jumped down quietly, pretending to be nonchalant and persuaded: "Your Highness, this official business is over, you might as well go back to the bedroom, maybe the Crown Princess is waiting for you What about dinner?"

Li Xuanye turned his head and glanced at him, put his hands on his hips, and snorted: "The entire East Palace knows that Gu is angry, and she dares to leave Gu alone for two days and two nights!"

Yang Yi pursed her lips and was about to say something when her master's tone suddenly sank: "Tell me, is she still angry?"

"This..." Yang Yi looked at the master again, and answered irrelevantly: "You and the princess are husband and wife, she doesn't come to the study, you go to the bedroom—"

Before he finished speaking, Li Xuanye gave him a cool look: "After two or three days of trouble, Gu still rushes up, what will people think if it spreads?"

Yang Yi tactfully swallowed the rest of the words.

Li Xuanye took a step forward and stood on the porch.

Seeing that the night was getting darker and the cold wind at the door was colder, Yang Yi had no choice but to speak again: "Your Highness, this woman is always soft and not hard, you might as well show your weakness cleverly..."

Li Xuanye turned around, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Let a big man alone show weakness to a woman?"

Yang Yi was so remorseful that she wanted to bite her tongue and commit suicide.

How about not?

Standing in the wind like this, what if you don't wait for the princess and you get sick from the cold?
However, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has always been strong and domineering, and it is already unexpected that he can lower his figure so low to the Crown Princess.

If someone else had dared to make His Royal Highness wait so long, he might have lost his head long ago!

The crown prince is also true, and if His Highness the crown prince is left alone like this, won't he be afraid that if he is unhappy, he will turn around and accept a new favorite?

Just as he was thinking, the powerful and domineering Crown Prince had turned around and walked slowly into the hall.

While walking, he ordered leisurely: "Go and tell the princess, just say that Gu has contracted a cold, no, just say that Gu has passed out—"

He stopped in front of the desk again, and his tone turned helpless: "Forget it, let's say it's a loss of appetite!"

The last time he fainted, he almost made her cry...

"Yes." Yang Yi looked relieved, but frowned again, "Your Highness, is it okay to say you can't eat? What if the Crown Princess doesn't come?"

"How could it be?" Li Xuanye sat down in the chair, picked up a jade paperweight, and said with a smile, "She's not stupid, how could she not understand the meaning of loneliness?"

The Jade Paperweight had just played with the palm of his hand twice, when the figure outside flickered, Yuan Ce hurried in, cupped his hands and said, "Your Highness, the Crown Princess is going to Chunfang Pavilion!"

The fragrant cheeks are like snow, and the bright wrists are frosted. A plum branch is folded in the hand, and the sleeves are filled with a dark fragrance.

In Chunfang Pavilion, Zhao Xiwei was dressed in red, standing among the plum blossoms, his human face and flowers reflected each other, and the splendid red plums lost a little bit of charm and beauty for no reason.

She really came to Zhe Mei, but the two maids who followed her were uneasy.

Jinxiu followed behind with a lamp, kept pushing away troublesome branches for her, and murmured to remind: "Miss...you have been out for almost half an hour, why don't you go back earlier?"

Yin Bao also chirped: "Yes! Don't forget, His Royal Highness is still waiting for you!"

The evening wind was blowing, and the fragrance was fragrant. Zhao Xiwei hugged several bunches of red plums, and teased: "You are so frightened, why don't you go to Cuiyan Lake and kneel for me?"

The two closed their mouths resentfully.

Zhao Xi leaned against the plum blossoms slightly, smiling brightly: "Don't worry, when I should see him and when I shouldn't see him, I have my own discretion—"

As soon as the voice fell, a golden light suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.

She raised her head subconsciously and looked across.

On the Chunfang Pavilion, the man was wearing a light fur coat, leaning on the high platform, with a half smile on his face, looking at her below.

The palace lantern was as bright as day, and the golden patterns on his clothes were shining brightly, making her narrow her eyes involuntarily.

"His Royal Highness!" The palace people reacted and knelt on the ground together.

The night is cold, the wind is calm and the flowers are still.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze.

Zhao Xi looked up at him slightly, while he stared down at her.

One is above the pavilion, dressed in black like ink, with bright eyes.

One is under the pavilion, with a red dress like a flower, and a charming expression.

Zhao Xiwei looked at it, and suddenly felt a little hot in his heart, and his throat was inexplicably tight.

he……

He actually ran over to find her...

Knowing that she was avoiding him, knowing that she was deliberately leaving him alone, he put down his body and ran over.

In fact, she didn't think about what to do with him, she refused to meet him, but she just didn't want to hang around him.

But she never expected that he could lower his posture even more than her...

"Wei'er." He called her softly, stretched out his arms towards her downstairs, and hooked his palms inward twice: "Come up!"

This action seems familiar.

Before he carried her out of the car or horse, he would open his arms like this, and then slightly hook his fingertips twice, signaling her to throw himself into his arms.

Like spring water flowing over the tip of the heart, like a spring breeze blowing through the heart, in just a short moment, thousands of flowers bloom.

Feelings are irrepressible and habits cannot be changed.

Before she could think about it, she subconsciously wanted to go towards him, but when she raised her footsteps, she suddenly woke up.

She took back her stepping foot, stood where she was, and looked at him with slightly squinted eyes.

(End of this chapter)