The Six Palaces of Favorites: The Black-bellied Emperor's Cold Concubine

Chapter 854
Hearing that the emperor's breathing was getting heavier and heavier, and his eyes were getting darker and colder, Fu Quan swallowed the reminder that came to his lips, and he didn't dare to make a sound at this time.

Secretly sweating because of Xiao Jue in his heart, the emperor stopped, just hoping to give each other a step down, this is the time if he left, maybe the emperor thought of brotherhood, just pretend he didn't see anything , but the previous son obviously didn't realize this, he was still thinking about his own thoughts, and had no intention of leaving.

Xiao Jun stood for a while, and finally lost her patience. She hid the turbulent emotions in her heart, took Fu Quan to the front, coughed lightly, and asked with a smile, "It's so late, why are you here?"

There was a slight smile in the emperor's voice, he didn't look like he was going to kill someone just now, it seemed like it was just a chance encounter without insight into anything.

Xiao Jue came back to his senses, did not expect to bump into the emperor at this time, at first his face was a little uncomfortable, he hastily knelt down on one knee and saluted: "My brother, please greet the emperor, the emperor came down earlier today. "

Xiao Jun stretched out her hand to help him up, still with an amiable look on her face, said with a smile: "Isn't that right, something happened to Concubine Chen in the palace yesterday, I was afraid that she would be shocked, so I came here earlier to accompany him, You are..."

"Oh, my brother is... I came out of the ancestor's palace and passed by the concubine Chen's palace. I saw that the lotus in the pond was blooming just right. Being able to have such a beautiful lotus has really added a lot of vitality to this bleak lakeside, which makes people's eyes bright, and I can't help but look at it a few more times." Xiao Jue lied temporarily, but he could still That's right.

Xiao Jun nodded with half-belief, and said in a joking tone: "You also like this pond of lotus? Unexpectedly, you are still a person who cherishes flowers, but it is a pity that this pond of lotus is already famous. Even if you I want to cherish it, but it belongs to someone else after all, if Concubine Chen knows that you are a dignified son, and actually covets this pond of lotus in front of her court, I really don't know what to think?"

The specious words sounded like a joke, but it made Xiao Jue's heart tremble, and he hurriedly apologized and said with a smile: "What the emperor said is that a gentleman does not take away people's love, and my ministers are just looking at it from a distance, and I dare not Have other ideas."

"Lotus, out of the mud but not stained, clean and clean but not demonic, noble and steadfast, can only be seen from a distance but not played with. Every time I come to Concubine Chen's side, I see the flowers in front of her court blooming so well, and I feel so happy." It will be much more enjoyable.”

Xiao Jun pulled off the cloak on her body and put it on Xiao Jue. This action is very familiar. The emperor has taken care of him like this since he was a child. Xiao Jue was a little moved, "Brother Emperor..."

"Look at you, your clothes are all wet. Be careful of catching cold in the cold wind." Xiao Jun patted him on the shoulder and asked, "Is your injury better? I have been too busy these two days to visit, so I told Concubine Chen I went to see you for me, I don't know if she has gone or not?"

Xiao Jue hurriedly said: "The empress must have been entangled in many trivial matters these days, and my brother has not seen her. My brother's injury has long since been fine, so you don't have to worry about it, Brother Huang."

Xiao Jun nodded, and said softly: "It's getting late, let's go back."

Xiao Jue was about to leave, when he reminded him jokingly: "I didn't give you this cloak, it was made by Concubine Chen herself, if she gave it to someone else, she would probably be angry, so you remember tomorrow Send someone over to me."

Xiao Jue was about to say something when he saw that the emperor had already taken Fuquan away without looking back. The cloak still carried the emperor's body temperature, which made him feel warm. He stood in the rain with complicated emotions and kept Seeing the emperor enter the gate of Qifeng Palace, he turned around and left lonely.

Qingchen was unaware of what happened outside the palace, at the moment she was embroidering a jade belt for Xiao Jun under the lamp, the emperor always liked to dress casually when entering the harem, she couldn't do anything else, embroidering a belt was fine.

When Xiao Jun came in, the displeasure on her face was still vaguely visible. Seeing her embroidering, watching her embroidering the things in her hands so carefully, the emperor's suppressed anger just subsided a little, and asked: "What is this?" Was it embroidered for me?"

Qingchen raised his head in surprise. He didn't know when he came. He put down the needle and thread in his hand and was about to stand up and salute. The emperor pressed her down and said with a smile: "Why do you need to be so polite? You have more and more rules now. It doesn't mean that only Do you want to be more casual when we are two?"

Seeing that he was only wearing a moon-white uniform with some rain on his clothes, Qingchen blamed him: "The people serving in front of the emperor are becoming more and more careless. It's raining outside, and the weather is so cold. Do you know how to add clothes to the emperor?"

"Don't wrong them, it has nothing to do with them." Xiao Jun picked up the belt and looked at it carefully, the fine stitches, complicated wiring, every stitch seems to be extraordinarily careful.He knew what her usual needlework was like, so when he saw such exquisite embroidery, he knew that she had really put in a lot of effort.

The emperor's mood suddenly cleared up, and he said with a smile: "It seems that you have made great progress in your needlework. This dragon pattern embroidery is getting better and better. Although gold and silver threads are embroidered on clothes, they look good, but they are also really good. It’s not as easy to use as ordinary silk thread, but you can bear your temper and do these delicate tasks.”

"I made it for the emperor, if you don't pay attention to it, wouldn't it make people laugh when you wear it?" Seeing that he sent all the maids out quietly, Qingchen had no choice but to get up and pour tea for him in person.

"Isn't the emperor very busy recently, why did you come down so early today?"

"Well, I'm a little tired today, so I'll come down earlier." Xiao Jun took the tea and sipped it slowly, in the dense water vapor, he could see the tired look on his face.

Qingchen felt a little distressed, as a courtier who is tired, he can temporarily put aside those state affairs and take a good rest, but the emperor has to worry about everything, seeing the incomparable dignity above ten thousand people, but who knows the hard work?Qing Chen called Yun Lan in and said: "Go and fetch water for the emperor to wash up, let Xiao Xiangzi go down the palace gate, the emperor is tired and wants to rest earlier."

Yun Lan hurriedly went to prepare things for washing, while Xiao Jun was already resting on the kang with her eyes closed.Touching her hand with his eyes closed, the emperor pulled her into his arms, hugged her tightly, and said in a low but extremely firm voice: "Chen'er, you are my woman, and you will always be my only one." Human! No matter at any time, you are only allowed to have me in your heart, and you are not allowed to be tempted by other men."

Qingchen didn't know why he suddenly wanted to say such a thing, and leaned on him, caressing his frowning brows and said softly: "Did the emperor encounter any troubles? The concubine has been with the emperor since she was a child, and she has been with the emperor all her life. As long as the emperor does not dislike the ministers and concubines and drives them away, the ministers and concubines will naturally always be by the emperor's side."

　Today is four more eight thousand words, I am a hardworking little snail? (^?^*). . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)