A kitten dressed as an empress

Early summer is getting warmer and flowers are blooming beside the river. A small boat crosses the river, and an old man stands on the bow of the boat with a wooden oar to row the boat. There are several streamlines flowing on the water like a bronze mirror.

Gu Lan was sitting at the stern of the boat cooking hot porridge, her eyes fell on the side of the person who was facing the water coyly and said with a smile: "What are you looking at?"

"Lan'er, I just feel that this body is a little awkward and tight." Zhang Youmou was wearing a light blue dress with long sleeves, his long hair that was rolled up in the past quietly fell behind him, and his clear and bright eyes were full of shyness.

"This looks pretty." Gu Lan sat on the side with a bowl of porridge, raised her hand to brush away a few strands of fine hair on her cheeks and smiled, "Is the beauty shy?"

Zhang Youmou pursed his lips and looked at Gu Lan in silence, unable to bear the eager gaze, his cheeks became even hotter.

There was a sudden cry of a baby, and Zhang Youmou turned his head to look at the little girl in the cradle and said, "Isn't she hungry?"

Gu Lan handed the porridge bowl to Zhang Youmou, then reached out to embrace the little girl, shook the rattle with one hand and teased: "Maybe she wants someone to play with her?"

"It's too dangerous for us to take her with such a small child."

Zhang Youmou stirred the hot porridge with a porridge spoon in his hand, bowed his head and blew on the porridge and handed it to the little girl, "Can she eat some?"

"Did you forget that I fed her hot porridge earlier?" Gu Lan looked helplessly at Zhang Youmou. This person was very thoughtful about things around him, but he was at a loss when he met a child. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Are you really stupid?"

Zhang Youmou met Gu Lan's tender smile in a daze, lowered his head and sipped the hot porridge, "Maybe I was too sleepy at that time, so I forgot it for a while."

The little girl was wrapped in a thick blue cloth dress, only her chubby face was exposed, and her restless little paws were poking around as if she was about to play with the rattle.

When the mist dissipated, the surface of the river was completely exposed, and the boats were coming and going intensively. Zhang Youmou took the handkerchief Gu Lan handed over and wiped his mouth, then briefly cleaned the bowls and chopsticks.

The cabin of this small boat is not big, so Zhang Youmou lowered his head and went in, only to see Gu Lan just coaxing the little girl down.

"The person who was chasing us has been chasing us all the way. Without the cover of this little baby, he might not be able to escape." Gu Lan said softly as the little girl looked sideways at Zhang Youmou who was sitting next to him.

Zhang Youmou raised his hand and hugged Gu Lanying lightly: "Fortunately, there was a team of people who helped me at that time. I think it should be someone sent by the empress."

Gu Lan leaned her head into Zhang Youmou's arms and said, "Then why can't we go back to the capital?"

At this time, he should have just left. Gu Lan didn't have much justice in his heart, and only hoped that he could stay with Chief Zhang Youmou.

Zhang Youmou looked down at Gu Lan, who had lost a lot of weight, and moved his fingertips to touch her face with pity: "The important thing is to hand over the evidence to the empress, and Song Qing and others have hidden so much silver and haven't found it yet." Whereabouts, I am afraid that Song Qing is not only guilty of corruption, but also has the idea of ​​colluding with the inside and outside of Chi State, and must be reported to the Empress."

"Then Song Qing will definitely not allow you to go back to the capital. This heinous crime is a crime of ransacking your family and exterminating your family." Gu Lan frowned and looked at Zhang Youmou.

"Well, so we can't enter the capital now, so we should go to the military camp where Red Phoenix is ​​stationed in the prefecture and county to give a brief explanation." Zhang Youmou raised his hand and caressed Gu Lan, frowning, and kissed distressedly, "This trip is really good. If you suffer, you will suffer with me."

Gu Lan leaned her head against Zhang Youmou and said in a low voice: "If I don't follow you, I guess I should hear the news of your death again, and that will be even more difficult."

The sound of water outside the boat could be heard softly, and the sound of street vendors yelling and selling could be heard vaguely. Zhang Youmou reached out and picked up the quilt to cover the slightly tired Gu Lan and said softly, "The little girl disturbed you to rest at night."

"Children of this age will be noisy. I was afraid that you would not sleep well, so I hugged her for a long time at night." Gu Lan nestled sideways in Zhang Youmou's arms, closed her eyes and responded softly.

Zhang Youmou raised his hand and patted Gu Lan's back to comfort him: "Then take a rest now."

"Okay." Gu Lan stretched his arms around Zhang Youmou and didn't make another sound.

The little girl not far away was fast asleep, and Zhang Youmou wanted to take the opportunity to rush to the barracks alone, but Gu Lan's hand was tight, so he had no choice but to give up the idea for the time being.

In the early summer, the sun was shining brightly in the morning, and because the governor was assassinated and died in the early court, the empress was in a very bad mood, and all the officials lowered their heads and were more peaceful than usual.

After all, the governor was originally there to inquire about the water conservancy project, how can the murdered officials not know what is related to it, and now I am afraid that the empress will be used as a scapegoat.

Song Qing saw that the Empress hadn't found her for half a month, so she put down her guard and decided to transport all those white flowers and silver out of the capital.

Waiting to recruit troops and buy horses to consolidate the power, there will be an uprising to overthrow the empress in the future.

While waiting for lunch, Zhao Yao looked at the person who was eating in a muffled voice, although she felt a little displeased, but she didn't want to have a fit, I'm afraid it would make her even more displeased.

Because of the dispute between the two of them that night, Wen Ruyan was somewhat pissed, so she was extremely quiet.

The palace people cleaned up the dishes, Zhao Yao sat at the main table as usual and planned to review the memorial, who would have thought that she would get up and leave the palace.

Going out twice in these three days, the secret guard reported that she was always joking with the little palace man in the library, Zhao Yao frowned slightly: "What are you going to do?"

"I don't have anything to do today, can't I go out?" Wen Ruyan didn't believe that Zhao Yao didn't know her daily schedule, and she was clearly asking why she knew it.

"I still have a lot of memorials here, so how come I don't have anything to do?" The female officer was supposed to assist the emperor in handling government affairs, so there was no reason why the emperor was still busy, so she was busy having fun with others.

Wen Ruyan held the book in his hand and should have said, "Those are all important court affairs, and it's not something that a little female official like me can handle?"

Seeing that she was determined to go out, Zhao Yao felt even more unhappy, "How long are you going to be angry with me?"

"I'm not angry with you." Wen Ruyan turned his head to look at the sunlight outside the window, thinking that this time it was the afternoon and the weather was so hot that it would be a big deal to go later.

She was studying ink, pouring tea and adding water, Zhao Yao's brows just relaxed, and she raised her hand to review the memorial with a pen and ink.

The two of them didn't speak for a long time, and Zhao Yao put down his pen only after sunset and dusk, when a few rays of the setting sun cast on the desk.

The palace people distributed the reviewed memorials to six volumes, Wen Ruyan packed up his pen, ink, paper and inkstone and tilted his head and said, "Back your back, can I go out?"

Zhao Yao had just picked up the teacup before drinking it, she turned her head to look at her and said, "Do you have to go to the Library Pavilion?"

"Before you said that I was not allowed to go out because of something, and now you are blocking it on purpose. Who is angry with you?" Wen Ruyan hung the cleaned pen on the pen holder, took a handkerchief with him and wiped his hands and asked back .

Zhao Yao did not reply to what she said, and Wen Ruyan finally left the side hall.

In the Library Pavilion, Xia Xiang was following Miss Su with a book in her hands, her eyes were frequently looking towards the door.

Su Qing stretched out his hand to get the book, but he didn't see the little palace man handing the book over, and the little palace man who turned his head and approached straight away sullenly put it in his arms.

The bookshelf and the collision sounded, Su Qing looked helplessly at the dazed little palace lady in her arms, pinched her small earlobe with her fingertips and said, "Why are you in a daze?"

The little palace man blushed and distanced himself in embarrassment, "I'm sorry."

Su Qing let go, and took away the book that the little palace man was holding, looked towards the door and said, "Are you waiting for Miss Wen?"

"Ah."

The windows of Zangshuge let in the dim light, Su Qing turned his head to look at the fiery sunset and said, "It's a bit late today, I guess Miss Wen can't come because of something."

Recently, the empress has been a bit strange, Su Qing guessed that it might have something to do with Wen Ruyan's frequent visits to Zangshu Pavilion.

Before the words were finished, Wen Ruyan came in from the door, the little palace man's eyes lit up, he turned his head to look at that direction, and then trotted to that direction, the hem of the skirt seemed to be jumping happily.

"Xiao Xiang'er, the book you recommended is very interesting."

"Miss Wen, are you late today?"

Xia Xiang took the book handed over and asked hesitantly.

"There are a lot of things today, so I'm late."

On weekdays, the little palace people are always very quiet, and the emotions on their faces are always blank, but it is rare to see such a happy person.

In particular, Wen Ruyan always liked to rub the faces of the little palace people, and he didn't hate the little palace people at all, and he was very adaptable every time.

Su Qing picked up a few books and put them on the bookshelf, wondering if it was because he pinched Xiao Gongren's face too hard on weekdays?

So every time the Xiaogong's cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were even dodged so much that Su Qing doubted himself.

Wen Ruyan chatted and laughed with Xia Xiang for a while, and returned to Chaotian Palace after having dinner at night.

Xia Xiang planned to put the books returned by Miss Wen back to their original places one by one, so she walked towards the bookshelf.

Su Qing took a sip of hot tea and said, "Do you want my help?"

"Don't bother Miss Su, these books are not heavy." The little palace man was holding a glazed lamp in his hand, and her face was extremely soft and beautiful under the dim yellow light. It's very different.

Because of the fire last time, Xia Xiang walked very carefully. When she put the books one by one, she caught a glimpse of a book she had never seen before, and the spine of the book did not have the mark of Zangshuge.

Xia Xiang hesitantly opened the book and looked at it, her little face blushed immediately, and she closed the book again with a shudder.

Why are the two girls in this book not wearing any clothes?

The bookshelf in the deep part of Zangshu Pavilion was particularly quiet. Xia Xiang sat under the long wooden ladder shelf, carefully turned over a few pages, and even her earlobes turned red.

"Miss Wen, how could there be such a strange book." Although Xia Xiang didn't know about love, she also knew that it would be extremely rude for two people to hug each other without clothes on.

Xia Xiang closed the book, thinking it would be better to secretly return it to Miss Wen.

Su Qing hadn't seen the little palace man come out for a long time, so he came in with a lamp to look for it, and saw the little palace man sitting there with a red face, looking over with pure eyes like a deer.

"A few days ago, Zangshu Pavilion rebuilt several bookshelves. I'm worried that you forgot."

The little palace man panicked and stood up holding the book: "No, nothing, just sit for a while."

At night, Xia Xiang washed and lay down, and went to bed early. The next day, Su Qing packed her clothes and left the room to go to the morning court with her.

Who would have thought that the little palace man would stare blankly at the white porridge in a daze while eating in the morning, Su Qing peeled the eggs and put them in the little palace man's bowl and said, "Did you not sleep well last night?"

Normally, Xiao Gongren's spirits are very good in the morning, but today his eyes are light blue, and his spirits are not very good.

Xia Xiang regained her senses and looked at the eggs in the dishes, but didn't dare to look at Miss Su, only replied in a low voice: "No."

This tone clearly meant something was right, but Su Qing didn't expect Xiao Gongren to lie to him.

Feeling inexplicably complicated, Su Qing didn't continue to ask, but only told her to drink the porridge while it was hot.

"Yeah." Xia Xiang ate eggs and drank porridge, but still didn't dare to look at Miss Su more.

Until Miss Su came out of Zangshu Pavilion, Xia Xiang raised her hand and rubbed her face and sighed in a low voice: "Why did you have such a strange dream?"

Last night, she should have slept very well, but for some reason, she dreamed that she and Miss Su were sleeping together, and neither of them had any clothes on. scene.

Xia Xiang hurriedly shook her head, thinking of the book left by Miss Wen yesterday, she must have read the strange book to do the strange ability.

But when the fingertips lightly touch the earlobe, you know how hot the earlobe is.

Wen Ruyan looked at Zhao Yao who hadn't returned all night with a cold face, while a group of palace people gathered around her and changed into court clothes and crowns.

Zhao Yao specially prepared a table of her favorite meals in the imperial dining room last night, but the palace servants reported that she actually stayed in the library to eat.

Out of anger, Zhao Yao went to Song Zhenyuan, only thinking that she would come to find her, but she waited all night, but there was no news.

The relationship between the two was surprisingly cold, Wen Ruyan wanted to hear an explanation, but Zhao Yao didn't open his mouth, the attitude that seemed to be taken for granted was the most annoying.

In the early morning, an official handed over a memorial. Su Qing looked at Wen Ruyan who was more positive than usual, and thought it was a easing relationship with the Empress.

It was not until Piandian noticed that something was wrong. Wen Ruyan would sit with the Empress in the past, but today she was extremely peaceful, even a little unlike her.

On weekdays, Wen Ruyan's face is full of laughter, but today's face is surprisingly cold, or more like the edge of forbearance.

Zhao Yao was annoyed to review the memorial, and several ministers who came in were scolded, and some ministers even had several bruises on their faces from the memorial.

It was not easy for the ministers to retreat to the side hall near noon, so Su Qing naturally didn't want to stay longer, so as not to provoke the empress' wrath.

The palace people outside heard the empress scolding the ministers, so when they came in to prepare lunch, none of them dared to vent their anger loudly.

Wen Ruyan put soup and vegetables aside as usual, anyway, he just didn't want to talk too much, thinking who wouldn't lose his temper.

Zhao Yao only drank a few sips of soup, put down the bowl because of her anger, and said, "Withdraw."

Who would have thought that she didn't persuade her like she used to, and only asked the palace servants to withdraw the food.

Occasionally Zhao Yao would take a nap in the afternoon, and today she was restless and irritable because she couldn't finish reviewing the memorial, so Zhao Yao invited the palace servants to change the regular clothes and take a rest.

Wen Ruyan lit the incense at the side, Zhao Yao put her hands together in front of her body and frowned slightly: "I don't like the smell."

In the past, this kind of incense was everywhere in Yuqing Palace, Wen Ruyan paused slightly, only feeling that Zhao Yao was picking at him, so he poured out the incense with tea, then got up and was about to walk out of the room.

Zhao Yao heard the footsteps fading away and opened her eyes anxiously, "Where are you going?"

Wen Ruyan looked sideways at Zhao Yao who was sitting up and said, "I'll go outside to get some air."

If he stays with Zhao Yao again, sooner or later he will have to quarrel again.

"Can't you open the window so you can breathe?" Zhao Yao didn't like her cold appearance, as if she was very alienated.

"I'm walking up and down the house, can you sleep?"

"I didn't feel sleepy at first, I just squinted for a while." Since she tried the medicinal soup last time, Zhao Yao has reduced the amount a lot, and since then she has not been as sleepy as before.

Wen Ruyan turned around and walked towards the window, but the sight of the sideways person lying on the bed looking at this side was extremely obvious.

But Wen Ruyan didn't want to talk to her anymore, he just sat on the low couch by the window and pretended to read a book, but he was thinking about Zhao Yao's stay at Song Zhen's place last night.

Zhao Yao likes to do this kind of childish tricks, Zhuang Ling did this last time, and now she uses Song Zhen to annoy others.

Wen Ruyan didn't hear a sound for a while, closed the book and looked at the person on the bed, before turning around to go out for a while.

But before he walked a few steps, he heard Zhao Yao's voice: "The Library Pavilion is just a place for the emperor to look up information. If you are so ignorant, I will abolish the Library Pavilion."

Wen Ruyan turned around and looked at Zhao Yaoying who didn't know when to open her eyes: "Is it fun to pretend to be sleeping?"

"Why didn't you ask me what I was doing at Song Zhen's yesterday?" Zhao Yao stretched out her hands to prop herself up and stared at Wen Ruyan.

"Why should I ask?" Wen Ruyan was already furious, if he hadn't been concerned about Zhao Yao's emotions, he would have wanted to yell at him.

It's really angry to find fault after not returning home at night!

Zhao Yao's eyes lost their eyes and her thin lips pursed slightly, "You don't care at all about my being intimate with other people?"

Seeing Zhao Yao's aggrieved appearance, Wen Ruyan became even angrier in her heart and replied, "If you like it, I have no objection, I don't care about you anyway."

"You never cared, how do you know you can't?"

The two looked at each other coldly, Wen Ruyan turned his head away and said, "I'm a little tired, if you want to make a fuss, go and make trouble with Song Zhen, anyway, you are the empress and everyone will want to curry favor with you, no one more than me , less than me."

Zhao Yao asked with a cold face: "Do you think I want you to please me?"

"Isn't it?" Wen Ruyan stared at Zhao Yao's cold eyes that wanted to kill people, but he was not as angry as before, "You stayed with her again and again just to let me know that there are people in the palace who can Favor, and I am nothing more than your gift."

Zhao Yao didn't refute. Wen Ruyan also knew that as an empress, Zhao Yao was at the top of the society. She had the power of life and death, and she obviously enjoyed the fun of being an emperor.

Wen Ruyan can feel Zhao Yao's deep love for the special, but also can feel the unique strength mixed with deep love, which is a strength that cannot be rejected by others.

It was a rare quarrel without a red-faced quarrel, but Zhao Yao asked Wen Ruyan to move out of Chaotian Palace.

Originally, there was only one Song noble concubine in the imperial palace, but suddenly there was another concubine named Wen, who was given the Jiaofang Palace which is the closest to the Chaotian Palace. This is the palace where the empresses of all dynasties lived.

This move caused controversy among the ministers in the court, especially the dissatisfaction of the Song and Qing cadres, but the empress still insisted on going her own way, and the ministers could not protest at all.

In midsummer, the chirping of cicadas among the branches and leaves is noisy and piercing. The connection between Jiaofang Temple and Chaotian Temple is the lakeside hut.

Because of the hot and warm Wen Ruyan, she stayed here, Zhao Yao came to eat on time every night, and left on time at the same time.

It doesn't look like being angry, but it doesn't look like reconciliation either. It's probably in a strange atmosphere.

The ministers made a lot of noise because of the concubine in Jiaofang Palace, but they didn't know the real face. Wen Ruyan's ears were almost callused when he heard these remarks in the morning.

It wasn't until Su Hao, Shangshu of the Ministry of Criminal Affairs, submitted a corruption case that local states and counties embezzled the state treasury and water control projects, that the ministers were at ease.

Within a few days, many officials were arrested one after another, and finally a large number of official banks of unknown origin were seized. After passing through multiple inspections, a large number of personnel from illegal military camps were even arrested.

A corruption case suddenly turned into a treasonous crime of rebellion, and the arrested officials confessed one after another, lest they be drawn into the list of treason crimes.

A group of people from the Song and Qing Dynasties were confessed, and Song Lang, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, and Li Yi, Secretary of the Dali Temple, were forced to suspend their posts for review by the Punishment Department.

The generals of the local prefectures and counties, the Red Phoenix, personally submitted a memorial to report that the assassin who assassinated the governor and the assassin who assassinated the governor in the spring were from the Jianghu assassination sect.

The sect went through a large number of arrests by the court, and finally someone identified the murderer as one of the Song family's disciples. This person was a highly-used counselor in the Song and Qing Dynasties.

In the early dynasty, Zhang Youmou entered the palace and was honored, while Zhao Yao immediately ordered the abolition of the post of Taifu. Since then, the Government Affairs Pavilion has replaced the Taifu and directly led the Six Departments, and the Song and Qing cadres have to be reviewed by the Ministry of Criminal Justice and punished according to their crimes.

When Su Hao, Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishments, walked out of the hall, he was in a complicated mood, but Qin Yuan was in a good mood.

"Brother Su, this time the Song family is in our hands, why are you still frowning?"

"At first, I only meant that the empress wanted to beat the Song family, but I never thought that this was just a plan by the empress to abolish the position of Taifu."

Qin Yuan didn't understand: "What do you mean by Brother Su's words?"

"Since the founding of the Southern Kingdom, the post of Grand Tutor has been established to prevent the emperor from monopolizing power, but now the government affairs cabinet is directly controlled by the empress, it is like a fake, and everyone has really tied their heads to their belts since then. "

Su Hao walked out of the palace with his hands behind his back and frowning, but unexpectedly met Su Qing, so he turned the corner and walked over.

"The empress is just trying to investigate this case, brother, don't frame the Song family indiscriminately, or you will easily get burned." Su Qingyu reminded earnestly.

"I don't know what my little sister wants to say." Su Hao sighed, and turned his head to look at Qin Yuan who was waiting in the distance, "Qin Yuan has been waiting for you for many years, but you still want to plead for Li Yi, little Sister, what are you doing?"

Su Qing looked at Su Haoying helplessly: "Brother, in your heart, would you make such a big mistake with Li Yi and Song Lang's prudence?"

"You mean the Empress intentionally let them go?"

"The empress didn't let them go, but she just wanted to pinch them to do things." Su Qing only felt that the empress' overall situation was about to come to an end.

Since the Jiaofang Hall can be moved out, it should be a matter of time before the woman is established as the queen.

After all, the foundation of the Song family for hundreds of years, even if it were to be destroyed, would not be able to be wiped out with a single blow. Moreover, if the Song family was lost in the court, the advantages of the Su family would be too obvious.

Therefore, maintaining the balance of power among all parties is the only situation that the empress wants.

The people discussed it for half a month. They thought that the Song family wanted to take care of it, but they didn't expect that the empress would only execute Song Qing and Gu Feng and other direct descendants with proven evidence, and they would be executed after autumn.

The eldest brother Song Lang and brother-in-law Li Yi and other innocent people were only implicated and demoted for investigation, and Song Guifei in the palace was fine.

When the old lady of the Song family heard the edict, she immediately fainted.

Once this matter was resolved, no one in the court would dare to mention the concubine who lived in the Jiaofang Palace. The officials knew in their hearts that even if the empress really wanted to establish a queen, there was nothing she could do about it, and there was no need to hand over her life to her.

"Lan'er, your elder brother is about to be beheaded. My old mother knelt down and begged you."

The people coming and going in front of Zhang's mansion were still watching the fun at first, but they didn't come back for more than half a month, and since then the common people just took it as a joke.

In the evening, Zhang Youmou took a sip of hot soup, turned his head to look at the mother-in-law who ran to the gate of the house early in the morning, and was about to say something when he received a look from Gu Lan, and immediately stopped thinking.

The little girl was playing in the cradle, and Gu Lan hugged one hand and held a spoon in the other, feeding the custard and said in a muffled voice: "The female emperor's execution is more or less due to the fact that Gu Feng and us are in-laws, and none of the brothers and sisters of the nine ethnic groups were executed. My old mother is still thinking about bargaining, if you ignore it, it will hurt them."

Zhang Youmou took a sip of egg custard with the small bowl in his hand and replied, "I know this, but I'm afraid you won't feel well."

After all, if it wasn't for his own efforts to deal with the Song family's corruption, who would have thought of being involved in the rebellion? Gu Feng is not greedy enough, and dared to join in.

Gu Lan wiped the corner of the little girl's mouth with a handkerchief in her hand, turned her head and said, "I feel uncomfortable, and that's because of Gu Feng's anger. The merchant finally became an official, but he still wants to be a prince."

In the middle of the night, after Zhang Youmou washed up, he hugged his little girl and played on the bed. After taking a bath from the inside, Gu Lan approached and sat on the side of the bed and said, "Aren't you tired?"

"This little girl is playful, so I played with her for a while." Zhang Youmou squeezed the little girl's hand carefully, and asked curiously, "Lan'er, the little girl at this age should still breastfeed?"

Gu Lan couldn't help laughing out loud, raised her arms to embrace the little girl, and carefully put it into the cradle beside the bed, saying, "I don't have one."

"Of course I know, I'm just thinking that I should hire a nanny to nurse." Zhang Youmou explained with a blushing face.

The little girl was teased by the rattle and giggled non-stop. Zhang Youmou leaned forward and looked at Gu Lan, only to smell a faint fragrance and said, "Why do you smell like milk recently?" "Hush!" Gu Lan stretched out his index finger to hold it Zhang Youmou's lips pointed to the little girl who was squinting in the cradle and about to fall asleep.

Zhang Youmou shut up cooperatively, but after a while Gu Lan turned off the light, lay down on her side and said softly: "Perhaps I stayed with the little girl for a long time, so let's stick to it." There was only a small lamp beside the bed for lighting, Gu Lan With bright eyes and bright teeth, Lan Ming came closer, raised his arms to embrace Zhang Youmou and kissed him a few times, and said in a low voice, "Don't you like to hear it?"

"No, I like it." Zhang Youmou blushed and looked at Gu Lan who was leaning over. The two hadn't been intimate for a long time because of the little girl. The fine-haired and charming smile: "Don't make any noise to wake up the baby."

Zhang Youmou didn't dare to make a big surprise when he was told, he just bit his lips forbearance.

In the midsummer night, the cicadas chirped one after another, but the lakeside hut had a different scene.

Because it was too hot, Wen Ruyan held a fan in one hand to fan the wind, since she told Zhao Yao last time, she really never came to stay overnight.

Of course, Wen Ruyan didn't hear that she went to other palaces, so she just nestled in Chaotian Palace as if sullen.

This lakeside hut near the water should be the place with the most mosquitoes, but there are no mosquitoes in the house with mosquito repellent herbs burning.

The lights were turned off, and there were still two or three faintly appearing fireflies, which occasionally fell into the bedside through the window.

Wen Ruyan held it carefully, and felt that the firefly was a magical little insect, so he let go of it after a while.

The hot summer night was unbearable, Wen Ruyan couldn't fall asleep for a while, and lay on the bed for a while when she felt faintly sleepy.

But suddenly heard a sound of branching, which is the unique sound of wooden doors and windows, followed by the sound of light footsteps approaching.

Wen Ruyan thought it was some kind of monster and ghost, and was so scared that he was stuffed in the quilt.

But when he was at the side of the bed, there was no movement, so he turned around pretending to turn over, and was immediately frightened.

Why did Zhao Yao come here without sleeping in the middle of the night?

Because the hall was so dark that the moonlight outside the window was extraordinarily clear, Wen Ruyan waited for a while, but did not see any movement from her, wondering if she was sleepwalking?

But she shouldn't have come to the hut so far away.

Just when Wen Ruyan was impatient to continue in a stalemate, Zhao Yao lay down slowly, wrapping her arms around Wen Ruyan carefully.

After a while, the breathing by the ears was steady, but Wen Ruyan hadn't recovered much yet, she just lay down like this?

Is this really sleepwalking?

Wen Ruyan didn't dare to move, because sleepiness came up, so she fell asleep first.

After sleeping until dawn, the palace servants called out a few times at regular intervals, and Wen Ruyan replied vaguely.

When his head remembered what happened last night, he raised his hand and subconsciously leaned to his side.

no one?

Wen Ruyan looked at the side of the bed beside him in disbelief, poked his head to look at the bottom of the bed, he was dumbfounded.

It's impossible to have such a real feeling in a dream, right?

And when you wake up from a dream, you usually forget what you dreamed about.

After washing up, when Wen Ruyan left the lakeside hut, he asked the gatekeeper suspiciously.

"Did you hear anything last night?"

"Miss Hui Wen, the servant did not hear the sound."

When they met in the morning, Zhao Yao still had that cold face, as if she would never speak first unless she lowered her head.

Wen Ruyan yawned and looked at Zhao Yao, and comforted herself that maybe it was a dream while studying the ink.

Dang Yewen Ruyan put more thought into it, and deliberately clipped several strands of hair after closing the door, so she went to bed early after washing.

This time I didn't think much about it, after sleeping till dawn, Wen Ruyan subconsciously looked at her side, wondering if she had been bewitched?

I didn't have any expectations at first, but when I got up to check, I found that the hair was gone!

Haunted?

Wen Ruyan shuddered inexplicably, so he asked the palace man tactfully again.

"There was a kitten screaming last night, did you hear that?"

"Miss Huiwen, the servants didn't hear the kitten barking."

In the morning, Zhao Yao still hadn't changed much, but Wen Ruyan already had [-] supernatural events in her head.

So that night, Wen Ruyan decided to stay up all night, wrapped in bedding, lit all the lamps in the hall, and decided to stay up all night to read the script.

There was nothing unusual in the palace that night, but Wen Ruyan felt too sleepy and fell asleep standing up early.

When Zhao Yao received the memorial from Su Qing, she turned her head to look at the crooked person with closed eyes, and had to retreat early.

Su Qing naturally understood, woke up Wen Ruyan and reminded: "Miss Wen, the morning is over."

Wen Ruyan half-opened his eyes and replied in a dispirited manner: "Today's morning is so fast."

As the saying goes, people are iron and rice is steel, but if you don't sleep for a few days, you will really die.

So within two days, Wen Ruyan fell asleep as soon as she touched the bed.

After several days like this, Wen Ruyan's inspection device was touched every time, and he was more or less sure that the prisoner was Zhao Yao.

It's just sleepwalking, or it's deliberate, so I can't tell yet.

It was another day and night, Wen Ruyan reckoned the time, and the door was pushed open.

Zhao Yao stepped closer to the side of the bed, and stood there for a while as usual, as if she was testing.

Wen Ruyan wanted to make a sound but was afraid that she was sleepwalking, so she automatically restrained herself from her large-character sleeping position, and left a section of thin quilt for her by the way.

Sure enough, after a while, Zhao Yao climbed onto the bed and lay down, and embraced her very skillfully. Wen Ruyan thought to herself that sleepwalking could be so witty?

At daybreak, Zhao Yao, as expected, left.

Wen Ruyan stretched out his hand to explore the still warm bed, feeling very complicated in his heart.

At the end of midsummer, the nights gradually turned colder. Wen Ruyan was really tired from looking at her coming here every night, but Zhao Yao was stubborn and refused to make a sound.

In the early autumn, the court affairs became more and more busy, so the time to come at night was different every day, especially one day Wen Ruyan waited all night but didn't arrive, thinking that she had fallen into the pool in the middle of the night.

After all, one of the roads that must pass through the lakeside hut is the small bridge on the water.

But seeing Zhao Yao early in the morning, Wen Ruyan had just thought about it, but after thinking about it, she felt that it was really unnecessary.

But after not sleeping all night, Wen Ruyan dozed off again and again, and finally couldn't help but fell asleep lying on the side of the desk.

At that time, Zhao Yao was discussing the autumn harvest with the ministers of the cabinet of government affairs, and the ministers stared dumbfounded at that Scholar Wen fell asleep on the spot.

Following the gazes of the ministers, Zhao Yao turned her head to look at Wen Ruyan, only then did she realize that she had buried her head in a deep sleep, with a slight smile in her eyes, and she had to look away solemnly.

When the Minister of Government Affairs left the side hall, Zhao Yao raised her hand and poked her chubby cheek lightly, but Wen Ruyan didn't respond.

When her fingertips touched her ears, Zhao Yao realized that her ears were vibrating like a kitten's ears.

It's a pity that Wen Ruyan woke up after not sleeping for a long time, Zhao Yao could only stop and pretend to be reviewing the memorial.

And Wen Ruyan looked at the room full of government ministers, but now it was empty, and knew that he had fallen asleep again.

Alas, what a shame.

So Wen Ruyan decided not to think about whether Zhao Yao would come or not at night, so as to save herself from being depressed every day, and maybe she would make fun of her.

But before anyone came in the middle of the night, Wen Ruyan tossed and turned several times, thinking that Zhao Yao, a workaholic, didn't sleep all day and all night, did she want to become a fairy?

So when Zhao Yao finally came to the hut, Wen Ruyan didn't give her time to observe, but stretched out a corner of the quilt and said, "Hurry up and lie down."

Zhao Yao hesitantly approached and took a look, but Wen Ruyan still kept her eyes closed, wondering if she was talking in her sleep?

Wen Ruyan didn't wait for someone to lie down for a long time, so he raised his arms to embrace the person who approached him, and didn't care what Zhao Yao's reaction was, in short, sleep first and finish the job!

There was no mention of the tacit understanding between the two that night, but when the two opened their eyes and looked at each other, Wen Ruyan looked away in embarrassment, choosing not to expose her little face.

On the contrary, the palace people who came in to serve were very nervous. Seeing that Wen Ruyan didn't ask anything, Zhao Yao didn't explain anything.

The two somehow became sleeping together again, but Zhao Yao still wanted to save face and insisted on running here at night.

Wen Ruyan didn't know what she was awkward about, anyway, he didn't kick her out of the bed, it was already very face-saving.

One night, it rained suddenly, and the wind was so strong that the doors and windows slammed. Wen Ruyan lay on the bed and thought that Zhao Yao would not come today.

So he turned off the light early, but in the middle of the night, something slippery and slippery suddenly slipped into the bed. Wen Ruyan was too sleepy, so he stretched out his hands curiously and fell asleep again.

When she felt something was wrong, Wen Ruyan felt as if she was being entangled by an octopus, and she was almost suffocated.

The octopus was as hot as if it had been pulled out of a hot pot. Wen Ruyan woke up hot and saw that the octopus entangled was Zhao Yao.

And Zhao Yao seemed to have a fever, no matter how much Wen Ruyan woke her up, Wen Ruyan was so frightened that she could only ask the palace servants to ask the imperial physician for diagnosis and treatment.

Because Zhao Yao hugged him tightly, the two of them were like Siamese twins. In order to prevent the imperial doctor from watching the excitement, they had to set up a screen.

The palace people in the hut were busy all night, Zhao Yao took the medicine and added two big quilts, and the fever didn't subside until dawn.

Wen Ruyan, who didn't have a fever, was tormented with only half his life left. He raised his hand and lightly stopped in front of Zhao Yao's forehead and said, "Don't go to court today."

Zhao Yao still didn't understand what happened, all she knew was that Wen Ruyan suddenly took the initiative to talk to her today.

Naturally, Zhao Yao is also very cooperative, whether it's dressing, washing and taking medicine, in short, everything is arranged by Wen Ruyan.

It was not easy for Wen Ruyan to take a breather, and Zhao Yao who was beside her hadn't let go of her arms.

"Are you so cold?" Wen Ruyan looked down at the person in his arms according to the gap between the two quilts.

Zhao Yao listened to Wen Ruyan's heartbeat with her eyes closed and her ears tilted, and she responded in a very solid way: "Yes, it's so cold."

Wen Ruyan's breath stuck in her throat and she almost couldn't help herself, wondering if this is the daily routine after a quarrel?

This is clearly torture