When the Queen of Crazy Criticism took the HE script and killed it

Chapter 170 Sing Well

Si Ningchi opened his hand, got up and sat on the chair next to him, raised his eyes to look at Zhao Zongheng and said, "Why did the emperor come here so early today?"

"There are few things ahead." Zhao Zongheng leaned on the chair, looked at Si Ningchi and said with a light expression: "Chaoyang asked what you said today, why do I feel that things are abnormal."

"The emperor thinks too much." Si Ningchi blinked innocently and smiled at Zhao Zongheng.

"..."

Looking at Si Ningchi's smiling face, Zhao Zongheng was even more abnormal.

Forget it, let her torment.

Zhao Zongheng turned his eyes away quietly, and said in a low voice with a somewhat calm tone: "Chaoyang is arrogant, not to mention arrogant, she is a bit stupid, but she is my sister after all."

"I have no intention of interfering, but I can't just sit idly by." Zhao Zongheng looked at Si Ningchi and said, "If you have nothing to do, you can teach her more rules."

"The emperor is not afraid that the concubine will teach the princess badly?" Si Ningchi laughed when he heard Zhao Zongheng's words, blinked slightly and raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "The rules here are not something everyone can learn. .”

"Who makes me like it?" Zhao Zongheng stretched out his hand and pinched Si Ningchi's cheek, with a strange look in his eyes, he paused and said softly, "You haven't been to Hehuan Palace for a long time."

"I ordered people to renovate the soup pond in the hall, and I will go to see it in two days?" Zhao Zongheng stared at Si Ningchi for a moment, the meaning revealed in those dark eyes was obvious, Si Ningchi looked Looking at him, he bent his lips and replied, "Okay."

She leaned over and asked in his soft voice, "Is there a bed?"

However, such a simple sentence made Zhao Zongheng's breath unsteady for a moment, and there seemed to be a faint desire in his black eyes that could not be suppressed. Looking at the delicate and beautiful woman in front of him, it was so when he knew it. The turbulence is unbearable.

Zhao Zongheng kissed her sideways: "Yes."

Si Ningchi laughed in a low voice, that laughter almost made Zhao Zongheng's heart tremble, and he finally got up and went back to Xuanming Hall to deal with government affairs after enduring it.

Si Ningchi looked at the back of Zhao Zongheng who was reluctant to leave, and his smile became more and more cheerful, but he really didn't expect that the majestic emperor would still care about this inexplicable sense of ceremony?

After Zhao Zongheng left Si Ningchi, she realized later that she seemed to have forgotten to tell him about Empress Dowager Cui, and she had to take the matter of choosing a son-in-law away from Empress Dowager Cui...

"Suyun, is the sachet I embroidered for the emperor ready?" Si Ningchi thought for a while and turned to call Suyun and asked.

"It's only a few stitches away." Suyun hurriedly said, "Is your empress in a hurry?"

"The servant girl is going to collect a needle now."

Si Ningchi responded, "After dinner, I will go to Xuanming Hall."

Suyun bent down to answer and prepared.

After dinner, Si Ningchi sat on a phoenix chariot and headed towards the Xuanming Hall. She didn't want to go halfway, but unexpectedly heard a melody coming from the dark garden. The vague singing immediately attracted her attention. attention.

Su Yongde noticed the Queen's meaning with a wink, and quickly lowered his head and said: "Slave, go and have a look."

Su Yongde came back not long after he left, bowed down to Si Ningchi and said: "Madam, the one who sings in the garden is An Meiren."

Si Ningchi was stunned for a while when he first heard the name, with an expression of not knowing who it was, Su Yongde lowered his head and explained: "It's one of the two beauties that King Lu gave to the emperor before, and now lives in Concubine Shu's house. In Yuhua Palace."

"Ah..." Si Ningchi suddenly realized, looked at the garden in front of him and smiled: "It's a long way to come here from Yuhua Palace."

She raised her hand to signal to stop the sedan chair, and walked towards the garden.

She had very little impression of that Anmei. When she entered the garden, she saw the graceful figure standing by the side of the green forest path. Although it was the end of March, she was still a bit chilly. Looking at Anmei's body Wearing thin shirts and silk skirts is really...

"The concubine has seen the empress." An Meiren looked a little panicked, she turned pale with fright when she saw that the person entering the garden was the empress, she hastily bowed her head and bowed down.

"It's a beautiful song." Si Ningchi looked down at the Anmei who was kneeling, bent his lips and said with a smile: "What mood is it singing?"

"...Concubine, concubine sang casually, without any artistic conception." An Meiren clutched her sleeves nervously, kneeling on the icy gravel road, her knee hurt so badly, but she didn't dare to show any expression.

Si Ningchi didn't ask her to get up, just looked at her lightly, and said with a smile on his lips: "I ran here from Yuhua Palace just to sing an unknown song, but I don't know , An Meiren is so elegant."

She waved her hand lightly and said with a smile: "Since you like singing so much, then go outside and sing on the palace road."

Si Ningchi watched her smile, blinked very seriously and said: "Such a beautiful song, I want more people to hear it."

"Empress, my concubine knows it's wrong!" An Meiren trembled in fright and hastily lowered her head to apologize.

"Take it out." Si Ningchi didn't want to talk nonsense with her, he raised his hand and asked someone to escort her out, and stood on the empty and boundless palace road.

Si Ningchi sat on the phoenix chariot again, looked at Anmei Ren casually and said: "Sing well, sing loudly, if Bengong who sings is happy, you can still live."

Just such a single sentence made Anmei's heart tremble, and she couldn't say a word for a long time. She stood on the empty palace road and sang tremblingly. The thin silk skirt was frozen by the night wind. people trembled.

Anmei didn't dare to stop, her trembling singing echoed in the palace.

Si Ningchi leisurely arrived at the Xuanming Palace, Wang Chengxiang showed joy when he saw Si Ningchi's arrival and hurried forward to greet him.

In the hall, Zhao Zongheng was concentrating on reading the memorial, looking at the contents of the memorial, he frowned, and was picking up his pen to review it, when he saw the Sining Pond stepping inside, Zhao Zongheng paused with his hand holding the vermilion pen.

"Your Majesty." Si Ningchi bowed and bowed.

"Why are you here? I'm a little busy today..." Zhao Zongheng glanced down at the memorial on the table, as if he was a little annoyed why there were so many things to do.

"I know your emperor is busy with court affairs, so the concubine came here by herself~" Si Ningchi stepped towards Zhao Zongheng, raised his hand and handed the embroidered sachet to Zhao Zongheng, saying: "The concubine sewed it by herself. "

"For me?" Zhao Zongheng looked happy, seeing the dark blue sachet embroidered with golden dragon patterns, no matter how you look at it, it feels noble and domineering, it is simply custom-made for him!

Zhao Zongheng took it and flipped through it, and paused while touching the hand embroidered on it.

He was silent for a while, looked up at Si Ningchi and said, "Why do I feel that this embroidery worker is so familiar..."

It seems, it seems, I have seen it on the sachet worn by Suyun?

(End of this chapter)