I'm spoiling my uncle

Chapter 171
It was misty and rainy, and the water vapor was dense.

A sudden rain brought a little bit of coolness.

Three days later was the birthday of the Empress Dowager, and the palace began to get busy.

Luo Li was also very busy, and she didn't know what she was busy with. She felt that too many things were slowly approaching her, and she was a little out of breath.

She held Xia Zhi's letter from Xiyue in her hand, with mixed feelings in her heart, and the drops of water on her face didn't know whether it was tears or rain.

She stood on the corridor, feeling the rare refreshment, letting the rain fall on her body with the wind.

Chu Yi walked slowly from the end of the corridor, seeing that her hair was covered with mist, she couldn't help frowning, Luo Li heard the sound, turned around, and smiled lightly.

"Aren't you going to the palace today?"

Chu Yi approached her and wiped off the layer of moisture on her head with his hands: "I'm not going, come here to accompany you."

Luo Li felt relieved when she heard these words: "Uncle Huang seems to be good to me in everything, isn't he afraid of spoiling me and making your palace restless?"

There was a trace of sourness in his pupils, just as she said that everything seemed to be fine, but he never gave what she wanted.

"As long as you are willing, the whole palace will be tossed for you, and I will accompany you."

Luo Li smiled lightly, but his heart was chilled by sadness and pain. Many things he did were probably involuntary.

She turned around and looked at the drizzle, her eyes were a little hazy, and she suddenly didn't want to say any more, so she turned around and asked, "What's going on at the Clothes Bureau? Is there any news?"

"Yes, do you want to interrogate yourself, or leave it to me?"

Luo Li looked at him in amazement, she didn't expect the result to be so soon, she said lightly: "I went to interrogate, but there are clues so easy to find? It seems a bit strange, they didn't destroy the evidence, they didn't silence people, That's weird."

Chu Yi had no interest in the intrigue in the harem, but because she wanted to meddle, he followed suit.

His voice was still so gentle: "Maybe it's a secret, or she's overconfident. Anpin's pure nature is probably taken advantage of. Who would have thought that you would intervene?"

He didn't explain it too thoroughly, maybe some things are more real than being reminded by others.

Luo Li lowered her eyelids, thinking carefully.

Maybe it's not that simple behind it, but she has no turning back.

A gust of cool wind blew, accompanied by raindrops slapping her face recklessly, Chu Yi took her hand and walked into the house.

Seeing them walking hand in hand, Qiu Lu retreated out with a wink, and closed the door behind her.

Luo Li looked out the window, suddenly looked up at Chu Yi, and said with a smile, "Since you're so free today, come with me to Yuquan Lake."

Chu Yi nodded gently: "Okay."

Luo Li smiled and turned around to change into a dry dress, and handed him an umbrella, but he didn't answer it: "One umbrella is enough."

They didn't take a carriage, and the two walked side by side on the bluestone road. The trees on both sides were washed green and fresh, and he was holding an umbrella, half of his body was already soaked.

He just wanted to be closer to her.

The lakeside is smoggy, and it is not clear whether it is rain or fog. There are only a few pedestrians passing by on the shore, and there are very few swaying painted boats on the lake.

The two stood by the lake, like that beautiful picture scroll.

A melodious and familiar sound of the piano permeated the smog that filled the lake and the rain that filled the sky, making it a bit desolate. Luo Li's eyes became cold, and there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

She followed the sound to find the delicate yet luxurious painting boat, and said with a smile: "I wonder if the emperor has a good ear, let's listen to the beautiful piano sound of the most beautiful woman in the capital."

Chu Yi looked at her tenderly, as if he had never been interested in other people's affairs. He had already seen the most beautiful piano sound, but she wanted to hear it, so let's listen.

(End of this chapter)