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"Okay." The woman was surprised for a moment, and when she turned to look at the emperor, she was suddenly shocked by the scene in front of her.

In front of the emperor was a huge tree, Wen Qing couldn't tell the name of this tree, but the fallen leaves fell on the emperor's head, the green leaves against the black hair was originally a majestic picture, but the man Waving his hands, his expression was fluttering, and his originally resolute face was full of tenderness at this time.

Wen Qing felt that when she walked slowly, she seemed to be slowly entering the painting.

And when she just stepped forward, the emperor grabbed her hand lightly like a woodpecker, but Wen Qing really felt the warmth.

The woman wanted to take her hand back, but she couldn't move You Xin's gesture for some reason. The emperor was secretly pleased when he saw the little woman's appearance, so he took her hand and the two slowly wandered in the garden with.

No one said a word, it was a tacit understanding between common people and husbands and wives.

I don't know how long it took the emperor to say: "I didn't come to the old general's mansion for pleasure."

"I know that." Wen Qing nodded. "The emperor only has his own ambition in mind, how can he have a free time."

The emperor felt very comforted by her sensible heart: "In about an hour, I will let the old general vacate a study room. The Hall of Mental Cultivation...is not safe."

What a dangerous thing it must be, it cannot be handled in the palace where the strictest emperor trusts the most.

And the emperor said to himself: "I have to go back to the palace tonight, otherwise I can't explain the things in the palace, you can go back in two days, or I won't worry about you."

"I will." Wen Qing nodded, her eyes were raised up like a little fox, but the eyes seemed to be full of moisture, there was no charm, only purity.

The emperor didn't raise his head, he didn't turn his head to look at her, he just looked up at the sky, the noon sun made people's eyes hard to open, the emperor put his hand on his face: "The most comfortable moment is finally coming."

Wen Qing didn't understand what the emperor meant when he said this, but the emperor was willing to open his heart to her, and Wen Qing probably didn't have the heart to start listening.

The overall situation has been planned, the fish have been hooked, and now is the time to slowly draw in the net.

When he was in his mansion in the past when he heard the old general send someone to invite him to the mansion of old general Wen, the man was looking at the envelope written to him by the minister of the court, and the envelopes were densely piled up on the table.

These are all the secrets of the court, but the ministers know everything about him as if they were an emperor.

The empress and the emperor had already gone out in the palace, how could Concubine Rou, who is a favorite concubine, be willing to stay there.

She came out slowly from behind the barrier, Concubine Rou also changed into normal clothes, the white clothes on her body were as pure as lotus flowers.

She slowly brought a glass of water and handed it to King Yi: "Look, Your Highness King Yi, how popular you are. The ministers have basically surrendered to you. What are you still afraid of?"

Yi Wang threw the envelope on the table, tapped her joints with her fingers, slightly bent and looked a little painful, and slightly red and swollen on the joints: "Do you know? The minister who is willing to write these letters to me is waiting for me After taking over the throne in the future, it may not be of much use."

"Why?" Concubine Rou didn't understand these things, but she was willing to understand what kind of thoughts her beloved man had.

King Yi held the teacup in his hand, turned his head and glanced at her with an extremely contemptuous smile: "The one who wrote this letter to me now is for his own benefit, not patriotic and even more disloyal to the emperor, you said wait until I board the Can the emperor reuse them?"

King Yi continued: "The truly upright people who are useful to the country and the country are still loyally attached to the emperor."

Unloading the mill and killing the donkey is not finished yet, King Yi is already planning how to cross the river and demolish the bridge. He is really a very poisonous person.

The two stopped talking, and taking advantage of this opportunity, the servant hurriedly said: "Your Highness, you should go, or else for a while..."

"Forget it." Yi Wang rubbed his forehead and stood up. "I'll go to the General's Mansion to see what he wants from me."

But when the man just stood up, he felt a weight on his sleeve, and turned his head to see Concubine Rou pulling his sleeve.

The woman muttered: "Your Highness, do you really need to find Wen Qing?"

"I'm looking for him for something important." Yi Wang felt a little impatient, when did the docile and lovely concubine Rou become a vexatious person.

It's that the woman didn't notice the man's thoughts in front of her at all, she just immersed herself in her own imagination: "You know exactly what a woman from Wen Qing thinks about you, I'm afraid of you... ..."

"What's so scary?" Yi Wang pulled back his sleeve directly, and his words became a little heavier. "You should hurry back to the palace in a while. If someone else finds out, the charge will not be cleared. I will leave first."

"His Royal Highness Yi Wang!" Concubine Rou stomped her feet and wanted to hold back a few more words, but the man walked forward like a gust of wind without looking back.

"Wen Qing! Wen Qing! It's Wen Qing again!" Concubine Rou flung her hands on the table angrily and threw the envelope on the ground, causing a mess all of a sudden.

And when the woman wanted to get angry, the servant girl next to her quickly stepped forward to stop her: "Your Majesty, please don't do this. His Royal Highness Yi Wang hates the untidy surroundings the most. You should clean up quickly."

"I'll clean up for him? Don't you still not understand how close the two of us are?" Concubine Rou has already regarded herself as her master, but she still has lingering fears in her heart when she hears the slave say this.

Although a little reluctant, he still lowered his head and put the envelopes back on the table one by one.

How did she get angry in the first place, and how she wants to take the anger into her heart now, isn't this sad?
And King Yi over there was walking on the road, feeling that the world was against him.

According to the previous situation, as long as he was out on the street, the yelling and hawking would stop, and the ordinary people would give way to him regardless of his business. He was used to this feeling of being respected, but not today. Know why a little girl selling rouge stands in his way.

The little girl's hair was coiled into a bun, and she was only tied up with a straw hairpin. She was only about thirteen or fourteen years old, and her bones were sunken. At first glance, she was malnourished.

And her hands were covered with dust and she was anxiously putting the rouge in the basket: "This uncle is really sorry, really sorry."