The queen wants to run away every day

Chapter 161 The concubine's peaches haven't been picked yet

"Queen stay here!" The emperor's slow voice sounded behind her.

Yingyun turned around helplessly, forced a smile, and asked, "Is there anything else the emperor wants to do?"

The emperor and Fu Heng walked up to her from the Peony Pavilion one after the other, staring at her dirty clothes and sighing silently.

There are differences between monarchs and ministers. Although Fu Heng is the younger brother of the former empress, when he saw her as the successor, he still had to pay respects and said, "Fu Heng pays his respects to the empress."

"Excuse me, excuse me, Mr. Fucha, you are too polite." Yingyun gave him a polite hand, then lowered her head to look at his face, and said with a smile, "I have heard about Mr. Fucha's name for a long time. See, she is indeed a talented person with a magnificent appearance."

Foreign ministers in the Qing Dynasty generally would not have contact with concubines, let alone be able to have such close contact as they are now.Therefore, Fu Heng seemed a little embarrassed about Ying Yun's praise.

The battle-hardened iron-framed man became a little shy in front of Ying Yun, and lowered his head and said, "The Queen's empress praises me so much, I'm ashamed not to be worthy of it."

The emperor's face suddenly became gloomy, and he looked creepy.

Fu Heng was sandwiched between the emperor and the empress, and his status at the moment was extremely embarrassing. He bowed to the emperor and said, "I will take my leave first."

The emperor nodded slightly and said, "Go down."

Yingyun watched Fu Hengyuan go, but she was really sorry for such a hasty look, so she couldn't help sighing.

The emperor stared at her and said, "Everyone is gone, do you still watch?"

Yingyun bit her lip and refused to comment.

The emperor sneered: "The empress thinks Fu Heng is a good-looking talent? His appearance is magnificent?"

"Huh?" Yingyun turned her eyes to look at him, and said, "Don't you think so, Your Majesty?"

"Hmph!" The emperor began to vent his anger again.

Yingyun still said fearlessly: "Your Majesty, I heard that when Mr. Fucha selected Fujin, all the famous ladies in the capital flocked to him, sending famous invitations to Fucha's mansion every day. It’s not going anywhere.”

Yingyun said with joy, and said: "It's no wonder that Mr. Fucha is of noble birth, and he is your own brother-in-law. In the fifth year of Qianlong, he was just a bodyguard of Lan Ling. Two years later, he was the Minister of Internal Affairs. Immediately joined the Military Aircraft Department in the first year. The speed of promotion is beyond the reach of others."

The emperor said angrily: "The empress is very fond of Fu Heng's official career. Today, the empress came here specially to see him?"

Yingyun looked at him with a playful smile, and said: "Ah, your majesty, you must be jealous, right?! The concubine doesn't mean that to Mr. Fucha. Everyone has their own masters. If a few years ago, the male and female When an unmarried girl is not married, she can still consider it."

The emperor asked back: "Can you consider it?"

Yingyun smiled sheepishly, and changed the subject: "Your Majesty, you are talking nonsense with my concubine. The concubine told me that today I am here to pick peaches."

The emperor smiled and said, "Climb over the wall and come in to pick peaches?"

"Uh……"

How did he know she had climbed over the wall?

Yingyun looked down at her clothes and shoes, there was a lot of mud on them, she hurriedly rubbed her shoes with embarrassment.

The emperor suddenly hugged her, Yingyun felt dizzy, and was hugged by him in the blink of an eye.

Yingyun pushed him and said, "You...what are you doing?"

"There are some things that I want to discuss clearly with the empress in private." The emperor carried her back and forth among the peach trees.

Seeing his secretive smile, Yingyun bumped her feet and said, "Where is the emperor taking his concubines? The peaches... haven't been picked yet..."

"I'll send you a basket tomorrow."

"..."

This...is this a sheep in the mouth of a tiger again?

(End of this chapter)