The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

chapter 677

Song Xieyu waited for Xie Chu for a long time, but did not wait for Xie Chu to come, and Yu Shuyuxian who was next to her kept trying to persuade her that it was too late, Xie Chu might have rested elsewhere, she couldn't bear it anymore, and squinted For a while, but just for a while, I couldn't sleep well, dreaming again and again, grotesque, and being gently pushed awake by Yuxian, I was more tired than not sleeping.

Seeing Song Xieyu come out, Xie Chu strode forward and walked in front of Song Xieyu. When he looked down at her, his brows were slightly frowned, and the outline was rendered with a rare softness by the faint sky: "Did it bother you?"

Song Xieyu's heart hanging in her throat finally returned to its original place, and she threw herself into his arms, her mouth still firm: "Don't bother me, don't you come here?"

Although the words were complaints, the tone did not mean to blame at all, it was more like coquettish scolding.

Xie Chu smiled, his chest trembled slightly, he hugged her a little harder, his voice was low and intimate, and sighed: "I have to pick you up, I can't rest assured that you are not in front of my eyes."

Concubine Min Gui stood at the gate of the palace, looked at the pair of Bi people, her eyes were slightly envious, and finally pressed back, but her mouth was teasing: "Yu'er only stayed with me for one night, and King Yong came to me to ask for help." Man, can I still eat my niece?"

Song Xieyu blushed when she was teased by Concubine Min, and hurriedly crawled out of Xie Chu's arms. Xie Chu's face was as cold as ever, and he couldn't see any discomfort, but he was quite happy looking at it.

His indifferent and stable appearance made Concubine Min lose a little bit of interest in making fun of the young couple. She waved her hand and pretended to say disgustedly: "Let's go, let's go, don't be stuck in my Yanqing Palace." At the door, it will be dawn as soon as you see it, and I have to take care of your breakfast."

Song Xieyu stuck out her tongue at Imperial Concubine Min: "My aunt is hard-spoken and soft-hearted."

He obviously wanted her and Xie Chu to have a good night's sleep, but he had to act disgusted. In such a big Yanqing Palace, could it be that she and Xie Chu needed a breakfast?
Concubine Min couldn't laugh or cry for a while, she felt that this child was too small, and she was exposed in front of so many people.

That's all, left and right are what I'm used to.

Smiling helplessly, Concubine Min tilted her head and told Jin Lu beside her, "Go and get the emerald brocade and feather satin cloak from my room."

After Jin Lu came out of the hall with the emerald brocade and feather satin cloak, Concubine Min walked up to Song Xieyu, put the cloak on for her, and tied the top knot with her own hands.

This emerald-pattern brocade and feather satin cloak is woven with the down of kingfishers. From a distance, it looks like the majestic Cangshan Mountain in the distance.

Concubine Min's heart softened when she looked at her niece who was a beautiful Zhong Lingyu. She helped Song Xieyu tidy up the messy hair, and her voice softened a few degrees unconsciously.

Concubine Min's voice was originally a Jiangnan whisper, so soft that people couldn't help but want to get closer: "You are so grown up, and you wear such thin clothes in late autumn. If you are sick, your mother You have to rush into the palace and complain to me."

Song Xieyu leaned sideways and rubbed Concubine Min's hand affectionately, Concubine Min paused for a moment, then lightly tapped Song Xieyu's forehead with her fingertips, half-smiling and half-annoyed: "Okay, let's go quickly, save yourself, Yong His Royal Highness is in a hurry."

Xie Chu stood where he was, allowing Concubine Min to tease him, never angry, let alone ashamed, waited patiently for the two of them to finish speaking, then nodded to Concubine Min, and led Song Xieyu to his palace.

It was too early, and the alleys in the palace were rare and quiet, only the sound of wind and birdsong could be heard, Song Xieyu glanced at Xie Chu's side face, but couldn't see anything, just bowed his head, and heard Xie Chu's voice A whisper came from the side, with some kind of magnetism, and the chest vibration caused by the vocal cords could be faintly heard.

"What do you want to ask?"

Song Xieyu pursed her lips and stood still: "What did your majesty tell third brother?"

She didn't inquire about this on purpose, she didn't even intend to ask, it was Xie Chu who insisted on answering her.

Xie Chu smiled lightly, met Song Xieyu's gaze, and flicked Song Xieyu's forehead with his hand: "Don't worry, I didn't say anything, it was just a whim, I played chess all night."

Song Xieyu touched his forehead and stared at him accusingly with tears in his eyes: "Why don't you worry? I'm not worried, I... I was just curious, so I asked a few more questions, pretending to be passionate!"

Xie Chu stretched out his hand to help her rub Song Xieyu's forehead. He just flicked it lightly without much effort. The skin of Song Xieyu's flicked was red with the naked eye, and he felt a little regretful and helpless in his heart.

He married, what a squeamish person.

After rubbing away the red marks, he retracted his hand, his eyes were deep, and there was a faint smile in his eyes: "Well, it's my fault, I misunderstood Chang Le because I was passionate."

He admitted his mistake so straightforwardly, and his tone was sincere, but Song Xieyu inexplicably felt that Xie Chu was perfunctory to her, treating her like a child, and he felt even worse at the moment, and didn't know whether to be angry or not.

After thinking about it for a long time, looking at Xie Chu's extremely patient attitude, he felt that if he continued to pester him, he might be making trouble for no reason, so he could only try his best to keep a straight face and show his due attitude.

"His Royal Highness, Concubine Yong, the front is here, and the servant will be sent here. If there is anything else, just send someone to order the servant."

Xiao Shunzi followed him all the way, and he was doing his best in serving. Song Xieyu gave Yushu a look, and Yushu took out a red envelope from her sleeve with great winking, and stuffed it into Xiao Shunzi's arms.

"Eunuch Shun, be careful and save it for tea."

Xiao Shunzi weighed the weight, and was extremely satisfied, with a beaming smile on his face, and left happily.

Song Xieyu glanced at the top plaque and read out in a low voice: "Chonghua Palace?"

After smacking carefully twice, when Song Xieyu looked at Xie Chu again, his eyes suddenly became a little complicated.

Xie Chu didn't show any strangeness, and sighed lightly: "When the concubine mother was still there, the emperor built this Chonghua Palace and let me move in with the concubine mother."

Song Xieyu finally understood why Emperor Jing'an was so jealous of Xie Chu and valued Hua, which implied that the emperor's merits and virtues would be successive and peaceful for generations. The meaning, self-evident, meant that Xie Chu would be the next emperor.

If it wasn't for the early death of the first emperor, Xie Chu didn't grow up at that time, and the mother and concubine passed away early, it is really uncertain who the master of the world is now.

Being feared by his elders since he was a child, Xie Chu was still able to become Emperor Jing'an's favorite minister on his own, which shows Xie Chu's ability, and one can imagine how much effort Xie Chu has put in and how many hardships he has gone through.

The world only knows that King Yong looks down on all living beings and is magnificent, but he can taste it like a person who drinks water and knows whether he is warm or not.

(End of this chapter)