Your Majesty has a white moonlight

Concubine Zhao spent three days cooking Tremella Bird's Nest Soup over and over again to ensure the best taste.She also spent three days thinking about whether her guess was right, and whether she wanted to do this?

The soup is served in a small sky-blue porcelain bowl, which is shiny and light, making people feel refreshed when looking at it.Concubine Zhao took a last spoonful and thought it was perfect enough, at least it wouldn't spoil people's mood.

So the emperor heard the eunuch say in a soft voice: "The imperial concubine made the tremella bird's nest soup with her own hands, and I would like to invite your majesty to have dinner tonight."

Certainly not for dinner.Zhang Jie knew that she had been left out in the imperial concubine for a long time, but Concubine Zhao Gui had always been a steady person, she would not be ostentatious when she was favored, and would not rush to fight for favor when she was unhappy.The crown prince has also been established, and she has won the only honor and favor in the harem, why is there any reason to be anxious?

Zhang Jie thought, is there some unsolvable problem in the harem, or is she going to intercede for her father or brother?

Concubine Zhao Gui was still demure and gentle, as if she really just invited the emperor to have a meal.She talked with the emperor about the affairs of the harem, the current situation of the prince and the princess, and shared her experience of looking at paintings with the emperor.

The emperor knew that she had something to say, but he just chatted with her.After the meal, the emperor rinsed his mouth with green tea, and Concubine Zhao said: "When I was in the palace, my concubine often made this soup for Your Majesty."

The emperor knew that she was going to talk about something serious, and said with a smile: "You still do the best, and now it is even better than before. The imperial dining room is not as good as you."

Concubine Zhao turned her head away, showing a shy look: "Your Majesty is going to kill my concubine."

She asked the emperor: "Your Majesty is tired? I will give you a press for Your Majesty."

Her slightly cool fingertips lightly pressed the emperor's temples and shoulders, she thought, at most, it would only make the emperor angry, and it would not be worse.She said softly: "There hasn't been a newcomer in the palace for a long time..."

The emperor closed his eyes, nodded slightly, and said, "No hurry."

Concubine Zhao said: "I know that your majesty is busy day and night, working hard day and night, and it is a blessing for all the people in the world... But after all, it is good to have talents around your majesty. Your majesty will not come here for a long time, and I will not go to find other sisters..."

The emperor did not answer, but listened quietly.Concubine Zhao went on to say: "I know that Your Majesty does not like to be jealous, but I am just worried that Your Majesty is too tired and those servants are not considerate enough. If there are people around His Majesty, even if it is not the concubine, I will feel much more at ease."

The emperor smiled softly, showing no sign of anger.So Concubine Zhao took a deep breath and said, "Even if it's a man..."

Her heart was beating so loudly that she even suspected that the emperor could hear it.

She had envisioned many scenarios in which the emperor might turn cold, get angry, blame her, question her, or walk away.But she didn't expect that the emperor just opened his eyes and smiled without saying a word.

She suddenly felt scared: "I made a slip of the tongue, it's because I was confused, Your Majesty forgive me."

They guessed each other, but they didn't guess what the other was thinking.Zhang Jie once thought that the news about Yan Qinghe would be the first to reach the harem, but he did not expect that Concubine Zhao would come to him for this matter today.

He shook his head and smiled softly, "Xianxian."

Xianxian is her boudoir name.Concubine Zhao froze, she felt chills all over her body.The Emperor had called her that once, but that was a long time ago.It is not a good thing for the emperor to call out her name so tenderly now.

The emperor said, "You have been with me for a long time."

Yes, it has been a long time, from the palace to the palace.Concubine Zhao put her hand on the emperor's shoulder and unconsciously tightened her fingers.She felt the tension of waiting for the trial, but had no regrets.The emperor will not punish her just because of her reckless inquiry - if the emperor doesn't have that thought, it doesn't matter if she says a few wrong words; if something really happens, even if she doesn't say anything, it doesn't matter avoid.

"I trust you the most, and you should understand me the most. You are very smart..." The emperor put his hand on Concubine Zhao's.Concubine Zhao Guifei let out another breath as if returning to her soul.

He said, "You know him, don't you?"

Concubine Zhao said: "I have no intention of knowing... I know... very little."

"It's fine if you don't know, then don't inquire about it anymore." The emperor said, "I don't want them to inquire about the people around me. My beloved concubine, can you do it?"

"I... understand."

The emperor nodded, and said: "In recent years, there is no need to bring in too many newcomers to the palace, and it is just a waste of good girls. If you want, it's all up to the concubine."

The meaning of the emperor is very clear.Concubine Zhao nodded in a trance, but forgot that the emperor couldn't see her movements.

"Sit down before me," said the emperor.

But Concubine Zhao did not dare to look directly into the emperor's eyes.

"I will come to you often in the future. I like your soup very much." The emperor comforted me, "I will not establish a queen, and no one in the harem will surpass you. As long as Ah Yu does not make a big mistake, he will always be the crown prince." .”

He said, "Xianxian, do you understand?"

Concubine Zhao raised her eyes to look at the emperor, she said: "Understood...Understood."

The emperor asked softly: "I can trust you, right?"

Concubine Zhao's expression was panicked with a trace of sadness.She is a beauty, no matter what arouses pity.She leaned sideways into the emperor's arms, the emperor sighed, and gently put his arms around her.

The emperor said: "You have worked hard today, go to rest earlier."

Concubine Zhao has imagined many endings, this one is not bad.Not only isn't it bad, it's even good.She doesn't need to fight anymore, she already has everything that all the women in the harem want, this is the emperor's promise to her.

Everyone will envy her.

But she still felt an inexplicable emptiness and panic.She obviously had extravagantly asked for some extravagant love, and she didn't imagine the emperor's long-term pity.

She didn't ask because she knew there was none.As soon as she entered the door, it was as deep as the sea, and she would not naively think that there was true love.

However, she found that there was, but it wasn't her.

It's very good, it's already very good, she doesn't ask for those falsehoods, status, power, and the prince's future, that's what she wants.But she still vaguely remembered that when she was married to the palace at the age of 17, the emperor at that time called her by her name, Xianxian for the first time.The emperor said, slender hands, the name sounds very nice.

Yan Qinghe wrote a letter to Zhao Sheng, no one in the Zhao family could take care of him, Yan Qinghe regarded him as his younger brother.

Yan Qinghe did not avoid the emperor, and the letter had to be sent out, but it still had to go through the emperor's hands.He said to the emperor: "Your Majesty, don't blame me. You know that we have always had a personal relationship, and we haven't said anything shameful."

The absurdity of being implicated at that time was faintly revealed in the words.

"How can I blame you for this..." The emperor said helplessly, "You are still blaming me."

"How dare I?"

The emperor was silent for a while, and said, "It was my fault at that time."

Yan Qinghe paused and said, "So?"

"It's been my fault from the very beginning, and it's always been my fault for you."

He was lost in thought for a while, and the ink blot faded away.Yan Qinghe didn't take the emperor's words, but said: "The writing is ruined, so I have to rewrite it."

The emperor held down the stack of papers with one hand: "Shi'an."

"What's wrong?" Yan Qinghe was disturbed when talking about these things.The emperor apologized to him, he couldn't stand it, but he still took it.What should he do?What else can he do?

He looked directly at the Emperor with a frown, perhaps a little sullen.He originally wanted to escape, and he used such toughness to escape, making people think that he didn't want to be reasonable.

The emperor sighed and said, "Can't you have a good chat with me? Give me a word... what do you want?"

"The minister said it long ago." Yan Qinghe said, "No, it's impossible."

"Why not?" the emperor asked, "You told me to give up, there must be a reason."

Yan Qinghe no longer confronted the emperor. He put down his pen and said, "What is there to ask? Is it not enough for a ruler to be a ruler, and a minister to be a minister?"

"Is that all?" said the emperor. "Is Shi'an only annoyed by morals and mundane things?"

"Yes, that's right. I'm an ordinary person, so of course I'm annoyed by ordinary things. Your Majesty doesn't care about the twists and turns of history, but I care about these false names. Is it clear enough?"

He calmed down, and said: "Even if you don't care about your name after death, what about this world? You are the emperor, you have a harem, and you should spread your branches and give birth to offspring. But you come to talk to me about love, what kind of a person am I?" ghosts and ghosts?"

The emperor turned cold: "What are demons and ghosts!"

Yan Qinghe felt that he had made a slip of the tongue, but he didn't care, and continued: "The father and brother of the minister, what should they be? They are conscientious, loyal to the emperor and patriotic, so why should they be dragged down by me for nothing?"

He didn't give the emperor a chance to intervene: "You don't need to apologize all the time, I'm too scared to bear it. You can say that you did something wrong one night, that you made a mistake when you dismissed me, and that you found me in the first place. I made a mistake. But so what? Like this paper, if it is written badly, it will be badly written, and if the typo is erased, it will still be there.”

"I can't go back," he said.

Yan Qinghe said a lot in one go, and he felt that it was a bit too much, and there were some things he didn't want to say.He wanted to ask the emperor to go out immediately, but suddenly realized that the entire palace should be the emperor's territory, so he could only say: "The room is so stuffy and dizzy, I will go out and relax alone, so as not to disturb Your Majesty."

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Once upon a time, there was a salted fish writing an article. It added nine favorites in one chapter, and dropped eight favorites in the next update. May I ask when it will be finished【.

It is known that the increase of favorites is a function of the number of updates, and the decrease of favorites is a function of time, so as long as you are diligent enough, the speed of collection loss cannot catch up with the speed of increase...

Answer: It is impossible to be diligent, so let it go.