The fourth master's favorite concubine

Chapter 677 Chapter 677 I'm afraid I forgot you
"I'm afraid I forgot you." She glanced at Yi Jin, not knowing whether the emperor cared about her or not, so she just forgot her by coincidence.

So he doted on her alone, but he didn't mention her half a word after waking up.

Concubine Yu left, and when Yijin stood in front of Linger in a daze and said, Linger was so frightened that she almost lost her wits.

He kept asking what's wrong with the empress, but the empress just stared blankly and didn't answer anything.

How could he forget her.

Why forget yourself.

"He forgot me." What she said was not serious, but it made Ling'er feel distressed, and she stopped the quilt she was making and knelt in front of Yijin.

"Your Majesty, please punish me. It was Linger who kept the truth from your Majesty."

"Ling'er, how could he forget me." She didn't believe it, so she wanted to find a time when the emperor was awake to have a chance encounter with the emperor.

The fourth master in the Hall of Mental Cultivation woke up, touched the wet tears in his hands, and looked at the queen's gentle smile.

He put his hand on the queen's cheek and held the queen's face affectionately. The queen was shocked by the emperor's intimacy, and looked at the emperor tenderly.

"The emperor just woke up. Take a good rest."

The emperor saw that there was no trace of tears on her cheeks, and that faint, excited and sweet voice.

It was as if he had resonated with the voice deep in his body, he seemed to open his eyes to see clearly, and he tried hard to wake himself up to see what happened.

"Fourth Master..." He remembered how excited he was when she called him Fourth Master.

"Fourth master..." The queen thought the emperor was asking her to call him that and murmured.

"Fourth Master? How can it be, now you are the emperor of the Qing Dynasty." She smiled softly and hid in Fourth Master's arms.

"That's right... let's call him the emperor." Fourth master glanced at the queen, this is not her, she is called fourth master, and it sounds uncomfortable.Not as longing as that person, as if when she called herself fourth master, the satisfaction deep in her heart could not be expressed in words.

And she just finds it sweet and greasy.

The tears on his hands gradually disappeared into the air, and the disappearing tears made fourth master suspicious.

Xu Shi lay there for a few days, looked at the sleeping queen, got up and put on a cloak and opened the door.

Seeing the emperor wake up, Su Peisheng rubbed his eyes and got up from the ground.

"emperor?"

Fourth master stretched out his hand to signal him not to speak, looking at the round moon hanging high above the temple, he seemed to remember something.

"Is the fourth elder brother's birthday on August [-]th?" The sudden question surprised even himself.

Su Peisheng dared not answer implicitly.

"No, brother Si's birthday is in September."

"Oh..." Fourth Master looked at Yuetou again, but he just asked casually and didn't take it to heart.

"Su Peisheng, do you think I forgot something?" He couldn't remember who the woman he was talking to was very familiar to him, but he couldn't remember.

She should be crying, he must have a close relationship with her, otherwise...

He reached out and touched the memory on his lips, the feeling... was almost there, but he couldn't remember it.

"Su Peisheng, do I have very few concubines?"

"The emperor is diligent in government and loves the people. He spends most of his time in the Hall of Mental Cultivation in the Hall of Diligence and Administration. Few people go to the harem, so there are also fewer empresses."

Su Peisheng blinked, wondering if the emperor remembered anything.

If concubine Xi can be brought back from the cold palace, the emperor's old illness will definitely be eradicated.

He rubbed the prescription in his hand, but he couldn't start, wait, wait, when the emperor is better, the empress will take out the prescription without guarding him all day, the emperor will definitely remember the empress.

(End of this chapter)