The Empress Dowager's Love in the City

Chapter 155
Time always flies, and ten days have passed in the blink of an eye, Zheng Yu has already entered Feng Yu's range in the carriage, and in two days, she will be able to see Mother Jin, Binger, and all the sisters, because There was no delay along the way, so when I came back, it took a full ten days shorter than when I went.

Day and night, Long Jing faced a group of courtiers who suggested that he should stand up as soon as possible, and give birth to the eldest son or daughter of the emperor as soon as possible. For this reason, he stopped talking, just listened, and then agreed.

After another boring morning, Long Jingye returned to the imperial study room. He originally wanted to find a book to make a review, but he just opened a book, and those things caught his eye, so he lost interest.

He closed the folder in his hand, threw it aside, leaned back in the chair, and his Danfeng eyes gradually became tinged with tenderness.

After a while, Long Jingye reached out and took out the purse in his arms, opened it, looked at the four items inside, and couldn't help but chuckled.

He will take Zheng Yu to fly to the mountains on the night of Feng Yu, pave for Zheng Yu the handkerchief that she sat on, the hairpin that he took from Zheng Yu's hair that night, and Zheng Yu's days ago Before leaving, the letter written to him was put together with the lock of hair, and he carried it with him every day.

Whenever he misses her, he can take it out at any time. He has read this seal many times, and every time he reads it, it can make his heart beat faster. The other three things also relieve his pain of lovesickness.

It's just that he suddenly thought of his plan for so long, can he really have her like this?His military power has not yet been obtained, his harem has not been resolved, and the descendants of the Feather Spirit Clan he is looking for have not yet been found. He is not fully sure that he can protect her well. Put her in context.

Just as he was looking at the things in his hands, Han Ying appeared.

"See master!"

"What's the matter?"

"There is news from the dark guards who are investigating and controlling the Yuling clan in Fengyu!"

"Say!"

"Yes! The letter said that the descendant of the Feather Spirit Clan has been identified, and it is the only one!"

"Well, who can I find out?"

"This...according to the clues obtained in the past, that person is...that is Miss Zhengyu!"

With a "boom", Long Jingye's head exploded, and the thing in his hand couldn't help but clenched a little bit.

"master……"

Seeing Long Jingye's frightened look, Han Ying, who was about to say something, just shut up.

For a long time, Long Jingye only waved his hand, and Han Ying didn't make any sound, just disappeared without a sound.

"Ah Yu! Why? Why did this happen?" His heart ached, it really hurt, he wished he could do nothing, just take her away, but...but he couldn't do it.

His fists were clenched tightly, his heart was trembling, and two lines of tears slowly overflowed.

Who said that a man does not flick his tears lightly, it is just that it is not yet the time to be sad.

He couldn't remember when his tears flowed, he only knew that it was a long, long time, so long that he didn't even know what the tears tasted like.

At this time, why is the little liquid overflowing from the corner of the mouth so bitter, making me feel so sad and distressed.

"Ah Yu, why did God treat me like this? I'm really tired!" This sentence was almost choked up in Long Jingye's throat.

No one dared to disturb, no one came in to ask.

Time passed by little by little, and it was already noon, Long Jingye had been staying in the imperial study room since the morning, and Xiao Hezi waited outside the door, but he didn't dare to go in, because he faintly heard Han Ying's words, He knew that this matter was definitely a big basin of cold water for the emperor. He felt sorry for the emperor, but he couldn't help him.

Just when Xiao Hezi was in a low mood, he saw Murong Xian's figure not far away, that Miaoman figure was walking towards him slowly, followed by a group of nuns and maids.

When he got to the front, Xiaohezi put away his emotions, and said respectfully and politely: "The slave will see the fairy concubine, the empress is a thousand years old!"

"I'm not polite to my father-in-law, please hurry up!" Murong Xian said with a smile on his face as before, dignified and virtuous.

"Thank you, ma'am!" Xiao Hezi got up and said nothing.

"He Gonggong, is the emperor in there?"

"If you go back to your mother, the emperor is here, but the emperor is just making up for it. I'm afraid I don't have time to see you!"

"Oh! Wufang, since I'm busy, Father Lao will send the bird's nest I just boiled to the emperor. It's cold, please take care of yourself! This bird's nest can just keep you warm!"

"Your Majesty has a heart, the servant will definitely send it to the emperor, it's windy outside, please come back, Your Majesty! I can't bear it if I catch a cold!"

These words can be understood by a sensible person, and this is a tactful way to let you go back where you came from.

Murong Xian is a smart person, how could she not understand Xiao Hezi's words, but she didn't show it on the face, she still said kindly: "Then I will go back first, this bird's nest has Father Lao."

"This is what a slave should do. The slave respectfully sends off the empress, and the empress walks slowly!"

The moment Murong Xian turned around, the nun who was following her handed over the tray to Xiao Hezi who was still bowing but raised her hands above her head.

After the group of people walked away, Xiao Hezi stood up, holding the tray in his hand, but didn't know whether he should go in or not.

Fortunately, Long Jingye in the room made a sound at the right time: "Come here!"

Hearing the sound, Xiao Hezi quickly pushed the door open and entered.

"Your Majesty! This is the bird's nest that the Immortal Concubine just sent over. She said that it's getting cold, and the Emperor drank it to warm her body." Xiao Hezi said a lot of words.

When Long Jingye heard the word "Concubine Xian", a murderous look appeared in his eyes, but he soon returned to normal. Now is not the time to touch her, let her live for a few more days.

Looking at the bird's nest handed over by Xiao Hezi, Long Jingye smiled faintly, the sadness he felt when he heard that Zheng Yu was a descendant of the Yuling Clan was long gone, because just now, a new feeling had grown in his heart. plan.

"Let's put it down! You go to the Zhen Guogong's mansion immediately and find Murong Liufang for me!"

"Yes, the slave will go now!"

After receiving the order, Xiaohezi acted quickly, he could feel the atmosphere in this room was very unusual, but it was the first time for him to pass on the message to Duke Zhen in person.

……

Hiding in a very secret corner at the side, a court lady saw Xiao Hezi brought the bird's nest into the imperial study, and then left.

Xianyun Palace is Murong Xian's bedroom, after she came back from the imperial study, she just sat and waited.

Not long after, a little palace maid came in, knelt on the ground, saluted, and said: "Your Majesty, this servant just saw that He Gonggong entered the imperial study with a bird's nest, and after a while, she came out empty-handed. Hurry up, maybe the emperor ordered something important!"

"Well, so the bird's nest was indeed sent in!" Murong Xian asked calmly, twisting the veil in his hand.

"Yes! The servants saw it delivered with their own eyes!"

"Okay, you go down!"

"Yes, the slaves retire!"

After the maid went out, Murong Xian asked the nanny behind him: "Grandma Qing, every time the soup is brought in, why doesn't the emperor respond?"

"The old slave is also quite puzzled, could it be...the emperor doesn't drink at all?" Qing Momo suddenly thought of something, squinted her small eyes, and said.

"This... Could it be that the emperor discovered something?" Murong Xian suddenly became flustered.

"Your Majesty, don't panic yourself. From the point of view of this old slave, the emperor may not have discovered it, but he probably doesn't like to eat those things. If the emperor didn't eat them at all, then of course he wouldn't have discovered anything. Besides, the medicine But the best medicine is colorless and tasteless, and it won't break out immediately, so don't worry about it, Niang Niang!"

After hearing what Qing Nao said, Murong Xian felt a little calmer in her heart. Actually, she was not willing to do this kind of thing, but now she can't help it. She has been in the palace for almost two months, but the emperor Except for giving her a concubine position, she has never had anything else, let alone doting on her, and even the number of times she has seen her is not enough to count on one hand.

"Hey! Originally, I thought that in his eyes, I was somewhat different, but now apart from being a concubine, everything else is mediocre. When he chose a concubine, he included all the candidates into the harem, but he never I have recruited one, mother, do you think the emperor will..."

Sighing, talking about what she saw, she suddenly remembered the young boy she met at the lantern riddle meeting that day, and something flashed through Murong Xian's mind, but she didn't believe it, she firmly didn't believe it.

Even though he was a little more special to that young man, spoke a little softer, and talked more, but she still didn't believe that the emperor would be such a good Longyang person.

"What do you want to say?" Mother Qing asked suspiciously.

"No...it's nothing, forget it, Mommy, go and see if the ginseng soup is ready!" Murong Xian still felt that it was better not to say anything until he was sure.

"Yes, ma'am, this old slave is going!"

Looking at the Qingmao who walked out, Murongxian couldn't help but think of Zheng Yu's harmless and handsome face, such a pretty face even she thought was perfect, but it turned out to be a man.

I began to pray in my heart that the emperor was not the one with broken sleeves...

(End of this chapter)