Empress Dowager + Spoiler

When Huarong was standing at the door of the bedroom, she knocked lightly on the door three times and put her ears on the door, but she didn't hear any movement, then she mustered up the courage to push the door open, and when she walked inside, her heartbeat was louder than the sound of her footsteps.Walked lightly to the side of the bed, because the bed curtain was not drawn, Huarong saw the little brother on the bed at a glance, his body was wrapped in a quilt like a cicada chrysalis, his little face exposed outside was flushed, his nose Shrugging and shrugging, it can be seen that he is deeply asleep.

"Your Highness..." Huarong took two steps closer, leaned slightly, not daring to make too much noise, and called out several times, but still no one responded, then reached out and gently shook Zhao Sansi's shoulder , "Your Highness, it's time to wake up..."

Zhao Sansi was still a person who was about to wake up, but he was tired all day yesterday, and because of Gu Xizhao's visit at night, he was distracted, and after thinking wildly for a long time before falling asleep, he fell asleep now, and Hua Rong cried out. It took a long time before she woke up dazedly, saw Huarong, before she regained her consciousness, she immediately pulled the quilt tightly and rolled into the bed.

Seeing this, Hua Rong immediately knelt down, "Damn this servant, His Highness was shocked."

Hearing the voice, Zhao Sansi slowly came back to his senses, turned around and stared at Huarong, rubbed his eyes a little, and only relaxed when Huarong's face slowly came into his eyes. But for a while, he couldn't remember the name of the maid in front of him, "Get up...what's your name?"

"Slave Huarong." Huarong replied, then got up, still bowed her head, respectfully waiting aside.

"Huarong." Zhao Sansi repeated, and casually added: "Huarong, a beautiful Huarong?"

Huarong hesitated for a moment, but still said truthfully: "It's Yun Xiangyi Hua Xiangrong's Huarong, the slave girl's younger sister, named Yunshang."

Zhao Sansi twitched her lower lip, she had never heard of that sentence at all, she read it silently twice in her heart, then sat up, and said solemnly: "Well, Huarong, Yunshang, Yunxiang clothes Huaxiang Rong's beautiful appearance, I remember."

No master has ever told herself so seriously, remembering her name, Huarong was a little touched, couldn't help but secretly glanced at the bed, saw Zhao Sansi sitting up, and hurriedly ordered the maids outside He came in and asked, "Do you want your servant to wait on His Highness to get up?"

Zhao San didn't even think about it and wanted to refuse, but suddenly remembered what Gu Xizhao said to her last night, hesitated for a while, and then raised his head to look at her, "You can just serve me."

Hearing what she said, Hua Rong was a little bit excited, "Yes." She answered, and then walked a few steps outside, letting the maid who was carrying the clothes and decorations put down her things and step back first, and then she came over with the clothes.

Taking advantage of her busy time, Zhao Sansi lifted the quilt and got off the bed, glanced at the sky outside, yawned, and said in a lazy voice, "Look at the sky, it's still early."

"It's still early, it's not until Chenshi." Huarong looked at her in a daze, and got closer to people, and she didn't speak so tremblingly, "Your Highness is now the crown prince, and the prime minister will come to meet you at Chenshi To discuss government affairs, one has to get up early, and if the emperor is not ill, His Highness has to get up earlier to go to court."

Zhao Sansi clicked his tongue a little, "Do you have to get up so early every day?"

"The emperor works diligently. He rests on the ninth day of the morning. Except for the day of rest, His Royal Highness can snooze a little bit more. He usually wakes up so early." Hua Rong took the clothes over while answering the words, and stood in Zhao Sansi's seat. In front of her, let her raise her hand and wait for her to get dressed.

Being the crown prince is really tiring.

Zhao Sansi thought lazily, and didn't mind Huarong approaching her, until Huarong's hand, which was straightening her clothes, slipped across her chest, the slight pain stimulated her to quickly regain her senses.

"Damn it..." Hearing her whisper, Huarong quickly took a step back, and when she was about to kneel down, Zhao Sansi quickly grabbed her.

"nothing."

Zhao Sansi bit her lower lip, her face turned red, recently her breasts had swollen a bit, she was tightly wrapped, if touched, it would hurt, but this embarrassing thing is naturally not for outsiders.

Huarong hesitated for a moment before continuing to wait on her to get dressed, but the movements of his hands became lighter, for fear of accidentally offending someone again.

After about half a stick of incense, Huarong finally helped Zhao Sansi tie the jade around his waist, and then heaved a sigh of relief, and came out and asked the waiting maids to bring in the washing utensils and wait for people to wash.

When everything was tidied up and the sky brightened again, Zhao Sansi came to his senses completely, because it was almost the time of day, and Zhao Sansi didn't have time to have breakfast, so he drank a bowl of eight-treasure porridge in a hurry, and was wiped out. Rong urged to hurry to the main hall.

Because there is some distance between the sleeping palace and the main hall, Huarong carefully explained Gu Xizhao's words on the side, "The imperial concubine has ordered, the prime minister is the most rigorous and polite person. Although your highness is the prince now, the prime minister will be indispensable in the future." Help, Your Highness should treat each other with courtesy and must not be arrogant."

Regarding Gu Xizhao's words, Zhao Sansi had always taken it to heart, and after obediently responding, she felt a little sour, why didn't the imperial concubine tell her herself, and even borrowed the mouth of this little girl.

unhappy.

"Your Highness, don't blame the noble concubine for worrying about it. Your Majesty is a person who is sincerely good for His Highness." Huarong saw that she just nodded and remained silent, thinking that she was not willing to listen to these words, so she braved up to speak for Gu Xizhao.

Hearing what Huarong said, Zhao Sansi was instantly unhappy, she said that she seemed to be not as close as this girl and the imperial concubine, "Then it's up to you to say, don't you understand the imperial concubine's mind? "

Hmph, in this palace, it is the noble concubine who treats her best, and the person she likes and trusts the most is the noble concubine.

"Yes, it's the servant who is talking too much." When she got angry, Huarong became a little timid and didn't dare to talk too much.

However, Zhao Sansi was still a little brooding, thinking about how to win the game, racked his brains and thought about it, and when he was about to reach the main hall, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he remembered something, "By the way, in the main hall All the gifts on display have been collected in the storeroom, so you don't have to ask the imperial concubine anymore."

Hua Rong paused for a moment, then nodded.

Zhao Sansi waited for a while, then quietly glanced at Huarong again, seeing that she really didn't intend to ask more questions, and she was a little itchy, trembling her thick eyebrows, a little cautiously triumphant: "Last night I I dreamed about the imperial concubine, and I asked the imperial concubine in the dream, and the imperial concubine asked me to accept everything."

Huarong: "..."

Seeing that Huarong had nothing to say, Zhao Sansi was satisfied and walked into the main hall refreshed. Seeing that Cai Jun hadn't come yet, she personally directed the palace staff to accept the gifts, and looked at them one by one. After circled, she felt that the fist-sized Ye Mingzhu was the most beautiful and valuable, so she waved her hand and pretended to say: "I am very satisfied with the gift from the concubine yesterday. I was taken care of by the concubine for a few days before. This Palace should thank you, Huarong, later you will order someone to send this Ye Mingzhu to Changle Palace."

Huarong glanced at Ye Mingzhu, nodded in agreement, paused, and said: "Then do the other palaces want to return the gift?"

"Why do the others want to return? If you want me to return the gift, what are they doing here? If you don't return..." Zhao Sansi turned back without hesitation. Halfway through the conversation, he realized something and whispered: "The noble concubine It's different from them. Let's talk about gifts, look at those women who compete with the imperial concubine for favor, they all give such useless things, but the imperial concubine cares about me and gives me some practical things."

Hua Rong looked at the nose and the heart with eyes, "Your Highness is right."

After all, a little eunuch hurried over outside to report that the prime minister had arrived at Showa Gate.

Zhao Sansi heard the words, quickly corrected his expression, looked down at his clothes, followed Huarong out in a regular manner, and went to greet him in person.

Cai Jun is the youngest prime minister of Dazhao. He is not yet [-] years old this year, but he has been in the position of prime minister for three years.Zhao Sansi met yesterday. According to her aesthetics, although the prime minister is considered handsome, his unsmiling appearance is very permeating, especially those deep eyes that seem to be able to see everything, which makes her afraid from the bottom of her heart.

"I see Your Highness..."

"Prime Minister, you don't need to be too polite." Before Cai Jun saluted, Zhao Sansi had already stepped forward to help her, but she kept in mind that she was a fake man, and there was always a difference between men and women, but she didn't really help her Cai Jun.

Cai Jun also stood up, looked around, and finally his cold eyes fell on Zhao Sansi's red bloodshot eyes, "When I came to Zhaohe Palace, I met Eunuch Liu. I heard from Eunuch Liu, Your Highness Did you stay in front of the emperor's bed until night last night?"

The other party's eyes, expression, and tone were all clear and cold, and Zhao Sansi couldn't figure out what he meant by his words. After thinking for a while, he said cautiously: "I'm worried about Brother Huang, so I'll let you go." ..."

"Your Highness is worried about the emperor. It is both human and brotherly. It should be." Cai Jun raised his brows, "However, the burden on His Highness's shoulders is heavy now, and it is necessary to distinguish the priorities. If the imperial physician is worried, His Highness should focus on government affairs, and we must not neglect the other and delay the business."