Through the palace of the king of subjugation

The cold winter is silent, and it is the first time to come to the earth.

After that day, Bai Gu took a break from his injury for a long time, as if everyone in the palace had forgotten that there was such a person.

The weather was getting colder and colder, and he seldom went to the Taiye Pool anymore. Except for going to the arch bridge every morning to help push the cart, he spent most of the time in the small room of the Imperial Guard.

The small room also started to light up the stove, and those colleagues of the White Gull who never appear in the small room on weekdays now occasionally come back to sit in the vacancy of the shift, just to warm up.

A group of elders huddled together, all in the prime of life, chatting about wives and children, anecdotes in the palace, women outside the palace, and other things about eating, drinking and having fun.

Bai Gu never insists on circles that he can't get into, besides, he knows that he has to leave, and sooner or later he will be strangers to these people, so he doesn't bother to deal with them.

It's just that it's a bit dazzling, withdrawn and awkward to always stay out of the crowd.

Lying on the couch this day, listening to the noise of his colleagues coming into the room from outside, he remembered that his forearm injury no longer needed to be bandaged, maybe it was time to go back to work.

It's better than staying here doing unnecessary entertainment.

One rolled over and got down on the bed. He didn't realize until he reached the door that he was going to be reinstated, and he didn't know who to talk to.

These days, he deserves his errands. Li Yu asked the senior servant to arrange the big and small things, and someone handed over the records of his shift. have no idea.

Calculating the time, it was time for the little emperor to go to bed.The person who served Li Yu to bed had always been Xiao Yao. He reckoned that the waiter Gao would be free at this time, and no matter how he didn't like it, it seemed that he could only go to him for this meeting.

He opened the door to go to the room where the waiter Gao was resting, just bumped into the group of colleagues who came to Xiaoxie, he smiled stiffly and nodded, it was considered that he had dealt with it.

"Your Majesty hasn't been in court for quite a while, and it's your turn to guard the Guangming Palace these two days. Any news?"

"On the day after the decree was issued, I happened to be on duty in the Taiji Palace. His Majesty looked bad that day and kept coughing. After that, he stayed in Guangming Palace and never showed his face again."

"I listened to the gossip from the imperial hospital, saying that he had a cold; this majesty followed the late emperor, and his health has not been good. How about taking care of him?"

White Gull heard the gossip of his colleagues behind him within two steps, he couldn't help but stop for a while, but the door of the small room behind him was closed, shutting all the gossip behind him inside.

Is the little emperor sick?

"It's just a cold, what's the point! Our Majesty is still under eighteen, and it's the time when we are young, strong and vigorous..."

The topic in the small room continued, and the person who spoke showed a meaningful smile.

"You're talking about—" a person beside him immediately echoed, and his smile was not very clean.

"Which of you was on duty at Guangming Palace that day? Did you all see it?" Another person came forward.

"I saw it!" Someone immediately volunteered, "A dozen or so girls are all sixteen or seventeen years old, that's really...the ring is fat, the swallows are thin..."

"Isn't that right, I was on duty at Guangming Palace last night, and it was warming wine and serving supper...it was so lively!" A man sitting next to him said with a suppressed voice, "Does it look sick?"

A group of people burst into obscene laughter, and some people all envied: "If it were me, it would be too early—"

Bai Gu had no chance to hear the many choreographies in the back. He walked halfway towards Gao Neishi's room, and finally turned his foot and went to Guangming Palace.

Li Yu's wind chill was eight out of ten because he went to look for him by the Taiye Lake that day, and even he felt cold, how could the little emperor's small body bear it?

Anyway, you should go see it.

He comforted himself in his heart that this matter was reasonable, it was just a kind of politeness, it was nothing.

But in principle it is appropriate, but in terms of identity it is not appropriate.

He is a guard, the emperor is sick, why did he go to see him?

It's not a doctor.

After thinking about it, Bai Gu didn't know how to explain it to others, so he took the path in the end.

After staying in the palace for so long, he has not practiced the ability to fly over eaves and walls, and he has done a lot of things to climb walls in rooms; in order to facilitate escape, he also knows the rules of the guards on duty, and it took no effort to touch the little emperor. Beside the sleeping hall.

So lively...

White Gull frowned, turned sideways to the window, and slowly opened a thin slit to look in.

The stove in the sleeping hall is in full swing, the incense is curling up, and the smoke is lingering. Coupled with the exquisite furnishings and layout in the hall...

Yingge Yanwu, very happy.

He was so far away that he was almost sneezed by the smell.

Covering his mouth and nose, he looked at the sensual dogs and horses in the hall, and at the little emperor who was half drunk and greedy for sounds.

It's a good song behind closed doors!

Thinking back to the records in the previous history books... this is considered...

here we go?

White Gull unconsciously clenched his fists, and smiled self-deprecatingly——

It seems that I am worrying too much.

Gently covering the gap in the window lattice, he turned and retreated into the night where he was alone.

Next to the bedroom of the masters in the palace is a small side room, which is the place where the servants stay on duty in winter.The ugly time is over now, but Xiao Yao is still guarding the door of the side room, opening a crack of the door to look out from time to time.

"Your Majesty, you are finally here." Finally seeing Li Yu's figure, he hurriedly welcomed him in with a fox-fur cloak in his hand, and after closing the door, he asked, "Your Majesty sneaks out like this every day. Is it true?" Is it all right?"

"The sleeping hall is connected to the side room, so I don't have to go out the door." After entering the door, Li Yu sat down in front of the charcoal basin in the side room, "Who can see it."

"Your Majesty, sit farther away, this charcoal is very choking." Xiao Yao pulled Li Yu away, and turned the charcoal fire in the basin, "The silver bone charcoal for the masters is the same as the common charcoal burned by the servants. Not the same, in order to prevent showing my feet, I have wronged Your Majesty."

"It's okay." Li Yu's lowered brows showed exhaustion, "I'm here, and I slept well."

Silver bone charcoal is smokeless and not easy to extinguish. It is a high-quality charcoal fire, and it is only allocated to the masters of the temples, and the servants are not allowed to use it without authorization; but ordinary coal smoke is heavy and choking, so it cannot be burned all night at night, and windows must be opened for ventilation .

However, Li Yu's physique is afraid of the cold. Although Xiao Yao always burns a charcoal fire to warm up the room in advance these few nights, in the second half of the night, he can still see Li Yu curled up in the corner of the bed and woke up from the cold. tremble.

He felt distressed, but there was nothing he could do.

How could the emperor refuse to stay in his bedroom.

He helped to mix the incense in the bedroom of Guangming Palace and the food and drinks given to the beauties with the Anshen powder prescribed by the imperial physician. Li Yu was used to taking the medicine, and the effect was not obvious, but the beauties given by the queen mother in the room could sleep By noon the next day.

After putting him down, Li Yuhui rested on Xiao Yao's bed in the side room, and went back early the next morning.

"Your Majesty, why bother?" Xiao Yao sighed, and spread the thick mattresses prepared in advance on the bed, "If you don't like it, it's just a matter of luck."

"Xiao Yao, do you know what the Empress Dowager said to me before?" Li Yu dragged Xiao Yao to sit on the side of the couch with him, "She taught me not to disappoint her like my father. You can You know, in the past, my father never recruited the first empress."

"Chen Yu has already brought people down to the south of the Yangtze River." Li Yu sighed and continued: "I have to satisfy her. The skills of Chen Yu and the others...may be easier."

"But Your Majesty—" Sitting side by side with the emperor is disrespectful, Xiao Yao quickly got up and said: "The servant has changed several shifts with others in a row, begging for night duty, but it's not too obvious; if The person on duty in the next few days is not a slave, where are you going to rest?"

"When a person sleeps, the space on the left is only three feet wide. It doesn't matter where I sleep." Li Yu said as he lay down, looking at the beam above his head, "It's fine if you don't sleep under her nose."

"Go to sleep—" He turned his head to look at Xiao Yao who had just assembled the wooden table into a bed, "Take a tighter tone and don't let Madam Su know."

He sighed again, "She's always worried."