There is a powerful minister Bai Yueguang in my heart

Chapter 163
After Concubine Xian finished her meal, Wan Jieyu left. Tomorrow is the day she will leave the palace.

"Dongmei, do my concubine's makeup."

Concubine Xian stood under the eaves corridor, watched Wan Jieyu leave, stood there for a long time, and then spoke.

...

imperial study room,
"Yaoyao, are you tired?"

Xuanyuan Ying stopped writing, and rubbed Qin Yao's head with his big palm. He was concerned that the incense burning in the gilt censer in the study was lingering,
Xuanyuan Ying dealt with state affairs, Qin Yao sat next to him, scribbling boredly, yawning, his beautiful eyes filled with mist,
Dissatisfied that Xuanyuan Ying messed up his bun and stopped grinding ink, he tilted his body and rested his head on Xuanyuan Ying's lap,

"Sleepy."

In the past, why didn't she feel that dealing with state affairs was such a boring thing, and she was reborn, and her temperament changed accordingly?

"Go to the inner room for a nap?"

The imperial study room is very large. In addition to the outer room for dealing with state affairs and meeting courtiers, there is also a resting place in the inner room. Although it is not as good as the sleeping palace,

But after all, it is the place where the emperor rests. Although the sparrow is small, it has all internal organs. Whether it is a bed or decorations, it is also extremely luxurious.

"Can't the concubine go back to Fengluan Palace to rest?"

Qin Yao was so angry that he gave Xuanyuan Ying a blank look, it was true, he had to bring himself to the Imperial Study Room, and wait by his side to watch him deal with state affairs,
"I wish I could see Yaoyao."

Xuanyuan Ying put down the Langhao brush in his hand, dropped it on the mahogany pen stand, and with a flick of his arm,
He took Qin Yao into his arms, rested his head on the crescent of his neck and rubbed his greedy thoughts lightly, the faint fragrance of peony relieved a little bit of fatigue.

"When did the emperor become so clingy?"

Qin Yao's hand fell on Xuanyuan Ying's black hair, wanting to ruffle it with an eye for an eye, but he gave up the idea just after thinking about it.

If a courtier came to see him and saw Xuanyuan Ying's appearance, without losing the majesty of the emperor, his hand would unconsciously land on Xuanyuan Ying's shoulder, and he would gently knead it.

Feeling a little embarrassed, when did she actually have the intention of being a good wife? Could it be that this is the instinct of a woman?
After thinking about it, it was probably because Xuanyuan Ying was kind to him, and he was reciprocating.

The sense of comfort spread over the shoulders made Xuanyuan Ying hook his lips, and his tense Wei'an body unconsciously relaxed a bit, and he gently pinched Qin Yao's waist with his big palm,
"Miss hard work."

The sudden Ma'am made Qin Yao even more embarrassed, and the strength in his hand just increased a bit, making this fellow talkative!
the sun is just right,

The ginkgo tree under the steps of the imperial study room cast a shadow, which also prevented Deshan and the two imperial guards from feeling hot.

The emperor and the empress finally reconciled as before. Although Deshan had some complaints about Qin Yao in his heart, he couldn't hold back the emperor's liking.
What's more, I am old and old, and I have seen more, and I understand that nothing can be smooth sailing, and there will always be twists and turns.

The relationship between the emperor and the empress can be more stable, and in the future, they can go further.

It's just that when he saw the two figures walking towards this side from a distance, Deshan's brows that had been relaxed just now frowned tightly again,

But quickly covered it again, went down the steps, took a few steps forward, swept the dust in the crook of his arm, and saluted the person coming,
"This old slave sees the concubine Xian."

"Get up."

Concubine Xian raised her hand lightly, her pretty face lost some of the deliberate pretense in the past, and a little more of the frailty of a daughter's family,

"This concubine is here to look for the emperor. I have something to say to the emperor face to face. If it is convenient, please trouble my father-in-law to inform me."

"This……"

Deshan's old face covered with wind, frost and ravines, his brows were tightly furrowed, full of embarrassment, the empress is also inside now, if the concubine Xian is allowed to enter,
It's not too late, just when Deshan was in a dilemma, Xuanyuan Ying's calm voice came from the imperial study room,

"Come in."

Deshan couldn't figure out what the emperor was thinking, so he shouldn't have quarreled with the empress, so he stepped aside and looked at Concubine Xian respectfully,
"Concubine Xian, please."

Concubine Xian pursed her lips and smiled softly, she moved lightly up the steps with lotus steps, Dongmei was already angry in her heart, seeing Deshan like this, she was not angry, but she dared not say anything.

The door of the imperial study room was opened, and Qin Yao was no longer seen.

Deshan couldn't help but glanced at the room behind the screen, retracted his eyes, and gently closed the door of the imperial study,

The frown on the old face still did not loosen, he shook his head and sighed, I only hope that the empress can be more magnanimous,

Concubine Xian also don't say some bad things, she finally calmed down, but don't make any more fools.

"Chen and concubine see the emperor."

Dongmei failed to follow in, Concubine Xian bowed to Xuanyuan Ying Fushen who was sitting on a chair made of golden nanmu wood alone.

"Get up."

Xuanyuan Ying didn't raise his head, and kept writing in his hand. He didn't want to see Concubine Xian at first, but Yaoyao insisted on making trouble with him if he didn't follow, there was no way.

"Your Majesty, my concubine has been feeling unwell recently, and I always miss my parents, brothers and sisters at home. The concubine was thinking about it. The concubine Shu's sister was depressed a few days ago.
After coming to ask the emperor to go home for a few days, the concubine moved some thoughts, and thus begged the emperor to allow the concubine to return home for a few days. "

After these words, Concubine Xian never took her eyes off Xuanyuan Ying from the beginning to the end, there were too many thoughts in her eyes,

The man in front of her is the man she has admired until now, and is also the most honorable man in the dynasty.
She will always be so high and unattainable, no matter how hard she tries, she can't walk into his heart, even a little bit closer.

This time, Xuanyuan Ying stopped writing the pen in his hand, lifted his handsome face, his long and narrow phoenix eyes fell on Concubine Xian, and his thin lips spat lightly,
"allow."

On this face that she thinks about day and night, there is no trace of persuasion or emotion, and bursts of bitterness spread from Concubine Xian's lips,

"Thank you, Your Majesty, may your Majesty and Fusui be well and happy every year."

The door of the imperial study room was reopened, and Concubine Xian came out, just as a few rays of light golden sunlight shone through the ginkgo branches and leaves,

It sprinkled on the smoky white skirt of the concubine Xian, bringing some warmth to the concubine's cold heart, she was stunned, her heart was inexplicably relieved,
"Miss."

Seeing her own wife coming out, Dongmei hurriedly walked up to meet her, stopped before the steps and looked at Concubine Xian worriedly,

Concubine Xian smiled, no longer with the dignified look she used to have at that time, she walked down the steps with a little lightness,

"Dongmei, let's go home."

Dongmei was dazzled by her mother's long-lost relaxed smile. When she was not in the palace, she smiled like this every day.
Dongmei's eyes turned red, she stepped forward to hold Concubine Xian's hand, nodded vigorously, "Okay, empress, let's go home."

Deshan didn't look away until he could no longer see Concubine Xian and Dongmei, and a smile appeared on his old face.

Concubine Xian is a good concubine, it's only because she has no relationship with the emperor, it's like this, it's okay, it's okay.

(End of this chapter)