A kitten dressed as an empress

Wen Ruyan looked at the person nestled in his arms, and naturally it was impossible to push her away due to the disparity in strength, so he could only raise his hand to gently hold her cheek, looked at her carefully and said: "It's just a fever, it's not What serious illness, how can you have a headache?"

"I don't know." Zhao Yao allowed Wen Ruyan's scorching eyes to answer very obediently.

Unable to expose Zhao Yao's poor acting skills, Wen Ruyan could only accept her fate and serve her meals first.

The lunch palace staff specially prepared all the tastes, and the milky white fish soup was even more tender. Wen Ruyan held the bowl in one hand and almost served Zhao Yao's mouth.

Zhao Yao drank the soup contentedly, not intending to explain why she suddenly appeared on her bed.

Wen Ruyan picked up the thorns in the fish with his chopsticks, and looked at her face. Compared with the past, she was paler, as if her cheeks were thinner.

"How did you come to my place at night?"

"I don't know." Zhao Yao answered without blushing.

Wen Ruyan stuffed the fish into her mouth and asked, "You really don't know?"

Zhao Yao chewed the fish carefully and nodded, then changed the topic and said, "The fish you caught is very tender."

amount……

It seems that this topic is to be pursued to no avail.

After three or four days of such care, Zhao Yao was able to go to the morning court, but she had no intention of going back to the Chaotian Palace to rest, and just stayed in the hut for the night.

In the early autumn, the weather was getting cooler day by day, and it would be troublesome to rush back and forth every night, so Wen Ruyan turned a blind eye to this.

Seeing that there were only a few days left before the day of execution, Gu's mother went from crying to swearing in front of Zhang's mansion, and the people in the teahouse in the capital watched for a while.

Zhang Youmou poked his head through the back door earlier, holding a black gauze hat in his hand, and asked the servant to drive the carriage out to inquire about the details. Gu Lan raised his hand to straighten Zhang Youmou's collar, his eyes skipped the red marks, and his face couldn't help but blushed slightly: " According to what I said, the mother should be driven away, why should I wrong you so much?"

"If my mother-in-law falls at that age, at least an arm and a leg will fall, and at worst, if there is a loss, Lan'er, do you really have the heart to stand by and watch?"

Gu Lan stopped slightly and sighed hesitantly: "My mother is so daring because she sees this in her mind. I'll see if she dares to make trouble after a few days of execution at the execution ground."

"It's cold outside, go in quickly." Zhang Youmou put on his black gauze hat and reminded him aloud.

"It's okay, I see you go out and go back to rest."

After a carriage drove slowly from the back alley of the Zhang Mansion, Gu Lan asked the servants to close the back door tightly, and told the servants not to let any irrelevant people into the mansion, and to report any disturbances outside at any time.

In the early autumn morning, mist shrouded the streets and houses in the capital, and the Song Mansion was also full of troubles.

"Lang'er, you can't let your brother just disappear like this." The old lady of the Song family was lying on the bed with a turban on her forehead, her face pale.

"Mother, the evidence in this case is convincing. If His Majesty hadn't graciously graciously, our Song family would have been in danger even for our husband." The eldest and young wife of the Song family spoke out holding the medicinal soup.

Before the words were finished, the medicine bowl fell to the ground, and the old lady of the Song family raised her hand full of anger to scold the young lady of the Song family: "Why do you woman meddle in the affairs between their two brothers!"

The young lady of the Song family endured the grievance and bowed her head to admit her mistake: "What mother taught me is that my daughter-in-law said the wrong thing."

"Lang'er, don't listen to the woman's instigation. Qing'er is your real brother. As the saying goes, brothers are like siblings. How could you bear to let his bloodline be cut off like this?"

"The evidence in this case is convincing, and there are personal and physical evidence. If it is ordinary corruption, it can still be turned around, but if it is a serious crime of treason, it must be a dead end. Mother, please forgive my son. There is nothing you can do."

"You elder brother, have you forgotten your father's confession!" The old lady of the Song family blushed when she heard this, crying and crying with a handkerchief in her hand, "Poor Qing'er, his whole family is very poor. If the bloodline is broken, I think what I say at this age is useless anyway, it would be better to go with Qing'er."

This distress didn't subside until the old lady passed out, when the old man took the pulse and said that there was nothing serious, just a few needles, rest and recuperate without getting angry, it doesn't matter.

The maids waited inside the house, and they left the room only after the young lady of the Song family took care of the old lady with medicine.

"Master, are you really not going to intercede for my uncle?"

Song Lang was playing chess with himself, his brows were tightly frowned and he did not let go of his response: "Now I am no longer the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, I am just an ordinary scholar waiting for an imperial edict, and my brother-in-law has been dismissed from the position of Minister of Dali Temple. Even if the father is alive, he will not be able to recover from such a heinous crime such as a political position in the court."

"The mother may not be able to bear the stimulation."

"Let the old man stay in the mansion to serve, and tell the servant girls not to mention the execution. If anyone leaks the news, he will be punished severely." Song Lang put down the chess pieces and responded calmly.

The eldest young lady of the Song family nodded, took the hot egg peeled by the servant girl with one hand, carefully wrapped the hot egg with a handkerchief, and said hesitantly: "Just now the yamen servant in the prison sent a letter saying that the second young lady is pregnant."

"Pregnant?" Song Lang sneered and threw down the chess piece in his hand, "My second younger brother always feels that now that his father is still alive, no matter how he pretends to be wrong, he can always escape safely. Believe in weakness and ask for help."

"Master, do you mean to keep this matter from mother?"

Song Lang took a small sip of tea and said, "My second brother has a temperament like a rascal. At this age, he still wants to threaten his younger brother and sister with pregnancy, but his mother is the one who likes him the most. It is not only necessary to hide this matter, but also worse. People who clean up the yamen servants dare to pass on the letters of the condemned criminals secretly for personal gain, they really want to die!"

"Yes." The young lady of the Song family looked at the murderous intent in Song Lang's eyes, and couldn't help but tremble.

The old lady of the Song family favored her son Song Qing openly. This was a rumor spread in the family, and even the deceased old lady connived secretly, so even the second young lady of the Song family dared to compete with her openly.

For so many years, Song Lang has never argued with Song Lang, and even tolerated it everywhere. He thought he would try his best to rescue him this time, who would have thought that it would be like this.

The yamen servant who came to wait for the money was beaten half to death by the servants of the Song family, and was finally carried back to the yamen.

This yamen servant not only lost his life but also lost his official hat, which can be said to be unlucky, even the yamen servants in the prison dare not send private messages anymore.

At noon on the day of the execution, the common people surrounded the execution ground to watch. Su Hao yawned and played the criminal cards in his hand, looking at the group of people who came up.

Song Qing didn't expect that he would be crushed to the execution ground. The crying voices of his wife and children were particularly ear-piercing. He tilted his head and looked around in a panic and asked, "Where's my brother?"

"He should be managing books in Taiyuan College." Su Hao looked at Song Qing, who was flamboyant in the past, and now looks like a bereaved dog, and he felt relieved!

"My mother can't ignore me!"

Su Hao looked up at the sky and said: "Your mother has been ill for several days, and now she probably doesn't have time to come and deliver the execution meal to you."

Song Qing looked at the executioner holding the sword high, his eyes showed panic just now, why didn't anyone from the Song family come to save him!

A prison card was thrown to the ground, Su Hao said in a deep voice: "At three quarters in the afternoon, execute!"

"I am the current imperial tutor, who of you dares to touch me!"

The panicked words stopped abruptly, a large number of people fell to the ground, and the blood was spilled to Xingtai, emitting a stench. Su Hao got up and left the execution ground, covering his nose, intending to return to the palace to return to life.

Seeing this scene, the common people dispersed and left, leaving only the yamen servants to collect the corpses.

Gu's mother took away Gu Feng's body in tears, but because of the long journey, she couldn't send it back to her hometown for burial, so she had to be buried outside the capital city. Because of the crime of treason, she couldn't erect a monument to the funeral, so she could only be buried briefly.

Sitting in the pavilion by the lake, Zhao Yaowo looked at the fisherman wearing a fisherman's hat several times, holding a memorial in his hand and wanted to make a sound but didn't know how to do it.

Xie Min went inside to report the execution, but he didn't realize that the fisherman was Scholar Wen.

"Today's execution is over, Su Hao, Minister of the Ministry of Punishments, has returned to the palace and is currently waiting in the outer palace."

"Well, I see." Zhao Yao responded by looking away.

Su Hao waited in the outer hall for quite a while but did not see the empress, only got a few words relayed by Xie Min.

It was past time, Su Hao was already very hungry, so he didn't stay any longer and only turned to leave the palace.

It happened that I ran into Qin Yuan in a restaurant, and the two had a feast together in the wing room.

"It's a little too strange that no one from the Song family came to collect the corpse today." Qin Yuan said in confusion.

Su Haoxiao took a sip of wine and said, "This is where the Empress is brilliant."

"This statement is a bit too mysterious. Brother Su, please explain it in detail."

"If the empress directly took over the Song family, she would not be able to finish killing them for three days and three nights. Moreover, this move is too cruel, and it will easily cause uneasiness in the rest of the family. At that time, Song Lang and Li Yiyi will be cornered. I don't know what troubles are going to happen, but now that they are left with a glimmer of life, they will naturally not work hard, but will completely put aside their relationship with Song Qing, and this just strangles Song Qing's last hope. "

Qin Yuan thought about it while holding the wine cup and sighed: "No wonder the Empress promoted the nephew of the Song family, Song Mo, as Minister of the Ministry of Industry this morning. This is clearly to make the Song family fight to the death."

"Song Mo is an inconspicuous son of the Song family. He was a school official in the Imperial Army earlier. He did not know what mistakes he made and was demoted to a small official who guarded the food and grass. He was never valued by Song Qing and others. Later, he was promoted by Song Lang The Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of War, Song Qing's short-sightedness and short-sightedness and Song Lang's disagreement often run against Song Mo, even the Song family, Song Qing has offended a lot, this time he really deserves it."

Su Hao picked up the mutton from the boiling stove, dipped it in a little sauce, and ate it together with the rice.

Seeing this, Qin Yuan was a little surprised and said, "Brother Su, did you not have lunch?"

"In the middle of the afternoon, I was monitoring the beheading, and I was busy rushing back to the palace to report. I ran back and forth, but I didn't even have time to drink. How could I have time to eat?"

"Then why doesn't Suzhong go back home for dinner?" Qin Yuan saw that there were not a few pieces of mutton left in the stove, so he had to put down the wooden chopsticks in his hand.

Su Hao took a sip of tea and responded helplessly: "Because the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, my old mother always talks about asking me to coax my little sister back home for a reunion, and my ears are so callous."

Qin Yuan poured the tea and turned his head to ask: "Sister Qing'er, is she still angry with her aunt?"

"I went back to the palace on the sixth day of the year and didn't spend the Lantern Festival with my mother. Now I'm guarding the library alone and don't even plan to go back to the Mid-Autumn Festival. My little sister is really more stubborn than the old man."

There was a lot of people in the restaurant, Su Hao was busy eating, so naturally the two of them didn't talk about government affairs anymore, they just chatted about some trivial matters.

When it was almost dusk, the lakeside was already dark, Zhao Yao hadn't eaten for a day, so she had to drink another cup of tea.

Wen Ruyan stared at the motionless fishing rod, thinking that it's not even winter yet, so why are there no fish in the lake?

"Aren't you hungry?" Zhao Yao hesitantly approached and sat beside her and said.

"Shh, don't talk, I'm waiting for the fish to bite."

Zhao Yao had no choice but to keep quiet, and sat cross-legged on one side of the cushion, her gaze fell on the calm water.

When it was dark all around and the palace servants were lighting the lamps in the pavilion and dyed them with mosquito repellent incense, Wen Ruyan gave up the idea of ​​fishing.

Zhao Yao won the black chicken soup in the stove on the low table, Zhao Yao ate the tender shiitake mushrooms in small bites, while Wen Ruyan on the opposite side ate the chicken legs calmly, and finally stopped talking about fishing.

At night, Zhao Yao went to take a bath first, and then lay on her side peacefully. When Wen Ruyan came out of the wash, she was already a little sleepy.

After Wen Ruyan turned off a few lights and lay down peacefully, Zhao Yao approached sideways, and when she was about to stretch her arms, she was held down by her hand.

"Can't you lie down and sleep well by yourself?" Wen Ruyan, who was strangled every time, said very calmly.

Zhao Yao held Wen Ruyan's hand between her fingers and said, "You can sleep like this."

Wen Ruyan looked at the hand that couldn't be freed, sighed full of mourning, and could only close his eyes and sleep.

After a while, Wen Ruyan began to feel sleepy. Wen Ruyan felt that he was a little out of breath. He turned his head and looked at the person who didn't know when to come.

When there was no movement around her, Zhao Yao slowly opened her eyes and looked at the person who seemed to be asleep, before she stretched out her arms and closed her eyes to fall asleep.

From night to dawn, Wen Ruyan raised his hand and rubbed Zhao Yao's ears and said, "Lazy man, get up quickly, or it will be too late."

Zhao Yao poked her head out from under the quilt, slouched on Wen Ruyan's pillow and replied in a slightly hoarse voice: "Why did you wake up so early today?"

If it wasn't for the heavy pressure on his heart, Wen Ruyan wouldn't have woken up suddenly.

But when he lifted the quilt, he saw a certain person lying on his heart, and the strength of that arm was like a hemp rope, and he couldn't break free at all.

"Why do you insist on sleeping in my arms?" Wen Ruyan complained while pinching her earlobe with her fingertips.

"Because it's very comfortable." Zhao Yao blinked her eyes lightly, she had recovered a little bit of clarity, her cheeks were slightly red and she responded in a low voice.

There was no color at first, but because of Zhao Yao's pink face, it was hard for Wen Ruyan not to think about certain aspects, raised his hand, rubbed Zhao Yao's cheek and said: "You are obscene!"

Zhao Yao's eyes flashed with confusion, she looked straight at Wen Ruyan and asked, "Where am I being obscene?"

"Don't you not understand what you just said?" Wen Ruyan raised his hand and pushed gently.

"That's the truth." Zhao Yao's eyes lightly shifted to her, her face turned red again, "It was softer than a pillow, and warmer."

Before the words fell, Zhao Yao was pushed to one side without defense, and Wen Ruyan sat up guardedly wrapped in the bedding.

In the early morning, Zhao Yao was still a little unresponsive, and she was in a bad mood, and her face was gloomy even in the early morning.

Although wearing a veil, the officials are all human beings, and they can guess something the size of a sesame seed just by listening to the wind, and they don't read too much and say too much. After all, it is easy to make more mistakes than to say too much.

"Why didn't Zhang Youmou come to court today?" Zhao Yao raised an eyebrow and said displeased.

Su Qing said: "Your Majesty, the guards outside the palace reported that Zhang Youmou was injured by a woman on the way to the morning court and asked for leave."

Zhao Yao was in a bad mood at first, when she heard about the beating, she looked at Wen Ruyan who was at the side full of sorrow, closed the memorial and said in a serious voice: "How dare you beat a dignified court official, what is the law?"

Su Hao, Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, stepped forward to report in embarrassment: "I tell Your Majesty, it was his mother-in-law, Mrs. Gu, who beat Mr. Zhang, and this is a family affair."

The word "family matter" made Zhao Yao feel annoyed for a while, she just took a long look at Wen Ruyan and changed her words: "Then it's easy to deal with, why beat someone?"

Su Hao didn't know that Gu Feng's old mother was so violent that she dared to take a kitchen knife to the street to kill an official. If Zhang Youmou hadn't tried to make a major incident smaller, he would have sent someone to arrest this arrogant and domineering woman.

"It is said that because of Gu Feng's death sentence, Mrs. Gu felt resentful and wanted to wait for an opportunity to retaliate. In the past few months, she has been harassing Mr. Zhang frequently."

Zhao Yao frowned and said: "This woman is so disrespectful of the law. Although she is Zhang Youmou's mother-in-law, she should be arrested and detained according to the law."

"My servant obeys orders." Su Hao originally wanted to follow Zhang Youmou's instructions to make the big things smaller, but the empress had already planned to intervene, so she could only follow orders.

Zhang Youmou, the head of the Zhang family, had gauze wrapped around his arm, and Gu Lan tied the knot in distress and asked, "You still want to hide it from me?"

"Lan'er..." Zhang Youmou was in severe pain, and his face was a little pale.

Gu Lan carefully put down the large sleeves, picked up the slightly cold medicinal soup, held a porcelain spoon filled with the medicinal soup and handed it to Zhang Youmou's mouth: "I think she should be arrested and imprisoned on the spot."

Zhang Youmou lowered his head and ate the medicinal soup, "But she is your mother."

"My mother can't kill people." Gu Lan was so angry that she was almost speechless. When she thought of the person who sent her out in the morning, her clothes were stained with blood and her face was as pale as paper when she came back. How could she not be scary.

"I thought she might just want to scare people, so I just let the servant hold her. Who would have thought that she would hold a knife. I will be more careful next time, and nothing will happen."

Gu Lan complained that she glanced at Zhang Youmou and said, "I think someone should arrest her and put her in prison, so that she can remember long."

Zhang Youmou didn't dare to persuade him anymore, he just lowered his head and took the soup in peace. When he was planning to lie down and rest, there was a sudden noise in front of the mansion.

I saw Gu's mother, who had been caught before, led a group of evil servants to surround Zhang's house with gongs and drums, shouting: "Give me back my son's life!"

"Okay, you dare to make trouble!" Gu Lan got up angrily and led the servants to the gate.

Because the speed was too fast, Zhang Youmou couldn't stop it in time, so he got up in a hurry and followed.

When the gate of Zhang's mansion was opened, Gu Lan led the servant with a long stick to come forward and said: "Your son not only embezzled the people's water control project money, but even tried to rebel and usurp the throne. This death sentence was sentenced by the court. If you have the ability, you go to the government Make a fuss."

Gu's mother raised her hand and wanted to hit someone, but the servant used a long stick to block him away, so he couldn't succeed, and angrily cursed: "You are an unfilial daughter, you have a private meeting with someone before your parents even agreed to a marriage contract, and you are gone! With a reputation of chastity, he is really a shameless slut, and now that he wants to bite his mother's family back once he gains power, he really raised a white-eyed wolf!"

"Then your son is only fifteen when he goes shopping in brothels and buys women, is he a treasure?" Gu Lan originally thought that after all these years, he could be calm about his mother's partiality, but at this moment he still couldn't help being angry.

"Feng'er's second place in the exam is the pride of heaven, you are not worthy to lift Feng'er's shoes!" Mother Gu spat hard while speaking.

Gu Lan sneered and said, "Your proud son is a traitor who embezzled the people's hard-earned money and tried to plot rebellion."

"If you hadn't been jealous of Feng'er's power and encouraged Zhang Youmou, a poor scholar, to frame Feng'er, how could he have done something wrong?" Gu's mother stared at her with red eyes, obviously intending to kill someone.

"A million taels of silver were found in Gu Feng's mansion. If Zhang's mansion could have checked so many taels of silver, we would have been arrested long ago. Besides, the corruption case was thoroughly investigated by the Secretary of the Ministry of Criminal Justice. Mother, do you dare to go to the Yamen to make trouble?"

"I'm going to kill you pair of wolf-hearted things to pay homage to Feng'er!" Gu's mother couldn't answer, so she took out a kitchen knife from behind and wanted to chop it.

Mother Gu, who was caught by the servant with a stick, hit her hand with a long stick. Mother Gu let go of the pain, and the kitchen knife fell to the ground.

Zhang Youmou stretched out his arms to embrace Gu Lan worriedly and said, "Auntie can't be resurrected after death, don't blame us for being disregarded if you make trouble again."

"Let's take a look, the black-clothed couple commanded evil servants to hurt a [-]-year-old mother, is there any justice in this southern country!" Mother Gu Lai wailed and wailed on the ground as if she was injured.

Gu Lan said angrily: "If you don't leave, I will really tie you up and send you to the government for investigation!"

"Okay, a daughter dares to send her mother to the government. I want to see if your family can be a stable official!" Gu's mother was about to bump into a pillar in her heart.

"Stop her quickly!" Gu Lan couldn't see her mother's thoughts, and the servant hurriedly grabbed the person who was about to bump into the pillar.

Just when a group of people were in chaos, Su Hao appeared with a group of officers and soldiers.

Seeing an official in official robes get off the horse, Gu's mother, who was disheveled, wanted to sue and cried: "My lord, please be the master of the women. This family is bullied by evil servants."

Su Hao has been in the criminal department for many years and has seen that it is impossible to recite large and small cases. This kind of family dispute is not even wanted by the Yamen.

After all, the old and the young are in order. If the old ones are locked up, the unreasonable people will still complain about being an official and bullying the people, especially Zhang Youmou is also an official, and he will even make a fuss.

But if this old woman with a knife is not concerned, she will become more and more arrogant. She dares to commit murder and hurt people in the street today, and it is very likely that she will kill people and set fires in the future.

"Come here, arrest this woman who hurt people in the street."

"My lord, you caught the wrong one!" Gu's mother entangled and evaded and refused to leave. Seeing that the official was obviously not here to arrest Zhang Youmou, she changed her mouth and shouted: "In broad daylight, officials and officials protect each other, and people's lives are ignored!"

Su Hao frowned slightly: "Gag the mouth of the wicked woman!"

But it stopped after a while, Zhang Youmou could only ask in a low voice, "Lord Su, this is a family matter, why did you send troops?"

"Hey, man, I also want to cover up your family's ugliness for you, but the empress ordered a thorough investigation, so I can only follow orders."

Originally, it was hard to finish the court early so that he could go back to the house for dinner earlier, but this sudden dispute case made Su Hao really feel tired.

A majestic minister of the Ministry of punishment actually wants to interrogate such trivial matters.

This empress is really a pure heart to toss people.

When the officers and soldiers escorted the people away, Zhang Youmou carried Gu Lan into the mansion. Seeing that Gu Lan was pale and refused to make a sound, he whispered worriedly in his heart: "Don't worry, I will let Mr. Su Handle it as appropriate, and your mother will be safe and sound."

"I'm not worried about her at all." Gu Lan wrapped her arms around Zhang Youmou and said in a muffled voice, "Don't worry about it, everything will be dealt with according to the law, my mother who touched her heart with lard, that's why she didn't shed tears when she saw the coffin. "

Zhang Youmou raised his hand to protect Gu Lan carefully, feeling sorry for her being treated like this by his mother, but he didn't know how to appease her, and felt very disturbed.

After all, I unintentionally ruined Gu Lan's family and even ruined her reputation.

The two hugged each other for a while, Zhang Youmou tilted his head and said with a low voice: "If we hadn't been together back then, wouldn't your life be better now?"

Gu Lan raised her hand and pinched Zhang Youmou's earlobe in response: "Don't say that, without you, I don't think I can live alone."

No matter how strong a person's heart is, if he is born into a family of bottomless greed, he will only be used until he dies.

"I don't allow you to say such stupid things again, you know?"

"Ah."

Zhang Youmou raised his hand and gently wiped the tears from the corners of Gu Lan's eyes. He was always strong, but he was forced into such a situation, and even Zhang Youmou felt distressed.

In the evening, Su Hao wrote the case in detail in a memorial and presented it to the empress before leaving the palace to have a hot meal.

Holding the memorial, Zhao Yao looked at the person who was peeling the shrimp and said, "Aren't you curious?"

Wen Ruyan put the peeled prawns on Zhao Yao's bowl and asked, "Do I have a hand to hold it now?"

"Then I'll read it to you." Zhao Yao flatteringly read the family dispute to her.

After finishing speaking, Wen Ruyan dipped the prawns in some sauce and said, "I think this mother Gu is a shrew. She will be honest after being locked up for a year or so."

Seeing Wen Ruyan eating shrimp, Zhao Yao came closer and asked, "Aren't you going to feed me?"

Wen Ruyan looked at Zhao Yao in embarrassment and said, "I have peeled off the shell, is it difficult for you to move the chopsticks?"

"Well, it's hard, I'm reading a memorial to you."

This is blatant blackmail!

Zhao Yao contentedly ate the prawn that Wen Ruyan fed to her mouth: "I thought you would be very interested in Zhang Youmou's family affairs, why don't you seem to care at all?"

While feeding the prawn, Wen Ruyan wished she could roll her eyes and let her experience it for herself.

"Don't you think our family affairs are not enough?"

"Aren't we already reconciled?" Zhao Yao closed the memorial and turned her head to watch her peeling the prawns intently.

Wen Ruyan snorted softly: "I still remember someone thinking that I miss her power status."

Zhao Yao replied very seriously: "That's not what I meant."

"Then what do you mean?" Wen Ruyan angrily put the peeled prawns into his mouth.

Suddenly there was no response to these words, Zhao Yao took a sip of her tea, reluctant to make a sound.

After the two of them washed up and lay down, Wen Ruyan went to bed early and didn't even want to read the story.

It must not be because she was irritated by Zhao Yao's silence just now.

Zhao Yao approached hesitantly, but was dodged, so she had to keep moving closer.

Wen Ruyan, who was about to fall off the bed, opened her eyes helplessly and raised her hand to grab Zhao Yao's forehead and said, "Can't you sleep well?"

"Are you angry?" Zhao Yao didn't avoid the hand on her forehead, but reached out to gently hold Wen Ruyan's hand.

"No, I'm not angry at all." Wen Ruyan struggled a bit, but it didn't help.

Zhao Yao took advantage of the situation and came closer to respond: "Then why don't you let me hug you?"

Wen Ruyan looked at the face close at hand, pinched Zhao Yao's nose with the other hand and said angrily: "You are asking why you know it."

"It hurts." Zhao Yao frowned slightly.

When Wen Ruyan let go of her hand, seeing that the tip of her nose was really red, she raised her hand and rubbed it lightly.

"I didn't mean that, you misunderstood."

"Then why don't you explain what you mean?"

Zhao Yao pursed her thin lips and said hesitantly: "I was just afraid, so I said that in a hurry."

"what?"

"You are always disobedient, and it is easy to argue with me because of others, as if you want to leave me if there is a slight inconvenience, but the throne is different, it can control everything, which makes me feel at ease."

To be reasonable, Wen Ruyan was already a little confused.

Zhao Yao, on the other hand, stretched out her arms very skillfully to embrace Wen Ruyan into her arms, rubbed her cheeks and Wen Ruyan turned her face and said softly: "If you are really someone who can be retained by wealth and wealth, then I don't have to do this for you." It's a waste of time."

Wen Ruyan felt that Zhao Yao was a little too clingy, so she raised her hand to brush away the approaching face and said, "Obviously you always like to use others to stimulate me, so why is it all my fault?"

"Because you don't care at all, and you're not angry or jealous of me." Zhao Yao replied with a muffled voice buried in her neck.

With such an intimate snuggling posture, Wen Ruyan couldn't see Zhao Yao's expression, but vaguely saw the red earlobes.

"I'm not jealous because I trust you." Wen Ruyan didn't expect that Zhao Yao actually just wanted to make herself jealous and show that she cared.

It's really an unusual way of thinking.

Zhao Yao probed and kissed the side of her face in response: "But from my point of view, you don't care about me at all."

Wen Ruyan raised his hands helplessly and said, "We are together every day, why are we so jealous?"

Before the topic was settled, Zhao Yao was lightly bitten on the cheek, and Zhao Yao buried her head and refused to make a sound.

She didn't make a sound for a while, Wen Ruyan quietly lifted a corner of the quilt, only to find that Zhao Yao had fallen asleep.

Alas, I thought she was too shy to speak out, I was really thinking too much.

Although she still didn't quite understand Zhao Yao's thoughts, Wen Ruyan found that Zhao Yao's mood seemed to be much better than the previous few days.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, Wen Ruyan tried to make all kinds of small mooncake fillings, and sat on a low table with freshly baked mooncakes in the afternoon.

"Red bean stuffing." Zhao Yao covered her eyes with gauze, and Wen Ruyan handed over the mooncakes to try.

Wen Ruyan broke another piece of mooncake and handed it to Zhao Yao's mouth, saying, "Would you like to try this again?"

Zhao Yao tasted it carefully, Qingxiu Emei lightly said: "The taste of this clear tea is not bad."

"Can you see it?" Wen Ruyan waved her hand in front of Zhao Yao discouragedly.

"The taste of this tea is a bit sweet. You love to drink this tea most of the day. I naturally know where to peek?" Zhao Yao replied confidently.

Wen Ruyan stuffed a small piece of mooncake into his mouth, then broke off another piece and handed it to Zhao Yao's mouth, saying, "You try this again?"

Zhao Yao didn't get any wrong answers out of the ten or so kinds of questions. In the end, Wen Ruyan got nauseous from eating mooncakes by the punishment game she set up.

After Zhao Yao took off the gauze, Wen Ruyan held the tea with a displeased expression on his face and said, "I'll make you a Chinese herbal stuffing next time, and see if you can guess it."

There was a lot of sugar in these mooncakes, and now Wen Ruyan's mouth was so sweet that he poured tea into his mouth.

"I think the one with red bean filling is the best." Zhao Yao raised her hand to pick up a small piece of mooncake and ate it.

It was rare to see Zhao Yao take the initiative to take food, Wen Ruyan held the teacup and responded: "This time I only made three of each, if you like it, I will make you some more tomorrow."

"No, one is enough." Zhao Yao looked at Wen Ruyan hesitantly. Seeing that she didn't understand the meaning, she couldn't help feeling a little discouraged, so she reminded again: "Do you know what the red bean is called?"

Wen Ruyan thought for a while and said, "It seems to be called Acacia Dou, right?"

Zhao Yao nodded and looked at Wen Ruyan with tender eyes and said with a slight smile, "Fortunately, you are not so stupid."

Hey?

"What's wrong with Acacia Bean?" Wen Ruyan couldn't help Zhao Yao's burning gaze, and realized it belatedly.

It turned out that Zhao Yao was making an emoji.

Ouch, Wen Ruyan was so numb for a moment that he couldn't speak.

"Well, I'm going to Zangshu Pavilion later. After all, the two of us can't finish the leftover mooncakes. We can send some to Miss Su and the others."

Wen Ruyan tidied up the remaining mooncakes on the plate shyly.

Zhao Yao didn't expect to express her affection so bluntly just now, she couldn't help feeling disappointed and said sullenly: "You go."

Wen Ruyan didn't think there was anything wrong at first, but when she heard Zhao Yao's voice of permission, she suddenly felt that it was too abnormal.

As the saying goes, if something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

"I'll only bring them other fillings, and I'll only give you one of red beans." Wen Ruyan raised her hand and rubbed Zhao Yao's jealous expression, and couldn't help laughing out loud, lowering her head and pecking her thin lips jokingly, "Don't be bored and jealous."

Zhao Yao stared blankly at the person who was carrying the food box out of the pavilion, only felt that his face was very hot, and when his fingertips lightly touched his thin lips, there was still a little sweetness left.

She should know the poem about lovesickness.

In the Zangshu Pavilion, Xia Xiang was looking at a large box of mooncakes brought in by Mr. Su, Minister of the Ministry of Justice.

Su Qing flipped through the book and responded with a cold face: "I don't like mooncakes, you can take them home."

"It's been a long time for my mother. If you don't go home for a reunion today, if you don't accept the mooncakes, I won't be able to pay the job."

When Su Hao thought of his mother whispering in his ear, his scalp felt inexplicably numb.

"Then you really don't want to force me to return home?" Su Qing responded sideways.

Su Hao took a sip of tea and sighed: "If you don't come back this Mid-Autumn Festival, I can still explain to my mother, but you must go back home on New Year's Eve this year, otherwise my mother will really enter the palace with a cane to please others."

Su Qing nodded after thinking about it: "Okay."

After Su Hao talked about it for a while, he left the Library Pavilion. Seeing the little palace man staring at the mooncake box eagerly, Su Qing stretched out his hand to open it.

"Wow, that's a lot." Xia Xiang didn't expect the box to be full of mooncakes.

Su Qing divided the mooncakes with the little palace man, ate a small piece helplessly and sighed: "Mother likes to make these very much on weekdays, and she must make a lot of them during festivals, and my brother probably stuffed a lot of his share. "

After all, my mother loves sweets, and my elder brother eats a lot of them every day in the mansion.

Xia Xiang took a small bite and said very satisfied: "It's so sweet."

Su Qing smiled slightly: "Eat more if you like."

Based on the portion made by my mother, it is estimated that I will spend most of the month with moon cakes.

When Wen Ruyan left with the food box, Xia Xiang had just finished eating two big mooncakes.

"Xiao Xiang'er, do you want to try my handicraft?"

"I..." Xia Xiang couldn't help hiccupping, and ate two more small mooncakes in embarrassment.

Originally, he wanted to secretly return the strange book to Miss Wen, but today Miss Wen left after not staying for long.

Su Qing poured the tea and handed it to Xiao Gongren helplessly, "You can't eat it, why do you have to eat it?"

Xia Xiang ate too much, so she could only stand to digest, took the teacup in her hand and said, "This is Miss Wen's kindness, just like Miss Su, who obviously doesn't like sweets, but still makes mooncakes from your mother every year .”

These words made Su Qing surprised by the carefulness of the little palace man.

No one in the family knew that she didn't like sweets, but she was very aware of her preferences.

It's a very complicated feeling.

Wen Ruyan hurried back to the hut, thinking that Zhao Yao would be happy for her early return, but unexpectedly she had already gone to bed early.

Although Zhao Yao would occasionally take a nap in the afternoon, Zhao Yao was busy with government affairs on weekdays, so she had a rest today during the festive season.

Cautiously slowing down, Wen Ruyan sat with her head in the limp seat, and was about to lie down with her slippers on.

"Why did you come back?" Zhao Yao slowly opened her eyes and looked at Wen Ruyan.

Wen Ruyan lay on the outside and said, "I was afraid that someone would be jealous, so I came back."

Zhao Yao raised her hand to embrace Wen Ruyan and pecked lightly, "You just like to laugh at me."

"I'm just stating the truth." Wen Ruyan turned her head to avoid intimacy.

The two quarreled for quite a while, Wen Ruyan raised his hand begging for mercy timidly, Zhao Yao lightly pecked those soft lips before pulling away reluctantly.

Even though there was sunlight in the autumn afternoon, it was still a bit chilly, Zhao Yao leaned over and looked at Wen Ruyan who was lying on her back and said, "There are only a few months left in this year, if you are in a good mood, we should get married right? "

"Then what if I'm in a bad mood all the time?" Wen Ruyan raised his hand to hold the hand pinching his earlobe.

"Why is a married bride in a bad mood?"