A kitten dressed as an empress

"Take it easy." Wen Ruyan lay on the limp Eemei and frowned slightly, looking as if she was buried in the bedding in embarrassment.

Zhao Yao poked her palm into the quilt and lightly rubbed the small white jade wrist, looked at the blushing side face with a smile on her lips and said: "I think you have to rest for a few days."

Wen Ruyan turned her head to look at Zhao Yao who was wearing unlined clothes and complained, "You mustn't laugh!"

"Okay, I just don't laugh." Zhao Yao pursed her thin lips, applied the ointment on her fingertips, and wrapped it with gauze when it was warm.

In the morning, the palace servants prepared hot porridge on the table, Zhao Yao took the hot porridge and held a spoon in one hand and handed it to Wen Ruyan's mouth, "Let me feed you."

Wen Ruyan lowered his head to eat the hot porridge, then took the porridge bowl with his left hand and said, "I still have one hand."

Seeing that her cheeks were still flushed, Zhao Yao couldn't help but teasingly smiled and joked: "Then shall we continue tonight?"

This is really a blatant provocation.

"Don't get too carried away!" Wen Ruyan ate the porridge and stared at Zhao Yao full of resentment.

Alas, there is one more scandal that cannot be erased.

Originally, years ago, he had thought about going out to play during the Shangyuan Festival, but he didn't expect that the position of empress was so busy that Wen Ruyan had no time to think about other things.

Compared to the silence in the imperial palace, the sound of firecrackers in the capital city never stopped, and the visits among the eighth families of the first month of the first month still did not stop.

In the early years, the guests at the gate of Song's house almost formed a line to the end of the street, but now the scenery is gone, and there are only two big lanterns swinging back and forth in the cold wind at the gate.

The Su family and the Qin family were already closely connected, and naturally the two families had a very close relationship at the beginning of the year. Su Qingben ate banquets and watched theaters with his mother and others.

Who would have thought that the entire Qin family was present, and although the two families had a close relationship, there were some things that were ignored by everyone and would not be brought up on the surface.

Su Qing couldn't stand his elder brother's stare, so he left the table early and planned to go back to the garden to rest.

Just after leaving the front hall, Qin Yuan followed him out at some point and called softly: "Sister Qing'er, why don't you go to the theater?"

"Master Qin, please observe the etiquette if there is a difference between men and women."

"Could it be that Qing'er is unhappy seeing me?" Qin Yuan tilted his head to look at Su Qing's expression, and asked a little nervously.

Su Qing didn't want to make things difficult for Qin Yuan, so he shook his head and responded, "I just feel a little tired, so I want to go back and rest."

Qin Yuan's expression softened a little and he raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you still like the Rouge Qing'er I gave you last time?"

"I haven't used that rouge before, please Master Qin don't give away such items in the women's boudoir in the future, so as not to make people suspicious in your mansion."

"There is no mistress wife in my mansion, Qing'er, you don't have to worry about those gossips."

Su Qing took a few steps back and shook his head, "I don't intend to be someone else's wife in this life, please Master Qin worry about my reputation."

Qin Yuan stared blankly at the person who turned around and resolutely left, couldn't help looking a bit sad, and lowered his head and sighed.

"My little sister rejected you again?" Su Hao watched the two people leave the table for a long time before following up, but Qin Yuan was the only one who ended the scene.

"Brother Su, I can see that my little sister really has no intentions for me." Qin Yuan restrained his thoughts and said in a deep voice.

"Don't tell me my little sister doesn't like rouge?" Su Hao raised her forehead and carefully thought about which step she didn't do right.

Qin Yuan shook his head and smiled wryly: "I see that sister Qing'er never likes to wear these rouge powders."

Su Hao seldom saw Qin Yuan with such a downcast expression, thinking of his younger sister's disposition, he could only comfort him and said: "I guess my younger sister is not thinking about it anymore, I haven't seen her mention Li Yi in these years, if Brother Qin's marriage If it can’t be done, then I can only sigh that you two have no fate.”

Su Qing, who had returned from the front hall to the inner garden of the backyard, had a somewhat complicated mind, her brows were furrowed all the way in and never opened.

"Miss Su, what's the matter with you?" Xia Xiang was practicing calligraphy, and said hello when she saw someone returning to the garden.

Su Qing came back to his senses and responded: "Maybe I'm tired."

Because of the annual leave, Su Qingnian felt that it was a pity for Xiaogong to celebrate the festival alone in the palace, so she took her back to Su's residence together.

"It's still cold outside, drink tea to warm up." Xia Xiang poured tea and handed it to Miss Su.

The two sat together, Xia Xiang was packing up the papers, she hadn't seen Miss Su for a long time, and she just looked around curiously.

I have never seen Miss Su show such a blank expression on weekdays, Xia Xiang tilted her head and said, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Su Qing took a sip of hot tea and replied, "No, I'm just thinking about the past, and I'm feeling a little bit emotional."

The talented girl from the Su family, who used to be self-sufficient, wanted to reject Qin Yuan's advances on the grounds that she was concerned about the woman's reputation. It was ridiculous when I thought about it.

"What kind of past?" Xia Xiang couldn't think of what happened to Miss Su's past.

"Now that I think about it, it's just some young and energetic little farce. Doesn't Xiao Xiang'er feel bored reading and practicing calligraphy all day in the room?" Su Qing didn't want to mention the past, so she changed the subject.

Xia Xiang picked up a small dish of pastries and replied: "Aunt Su asked the maid to send a lot of pastries and sweet soup, which are very delicious."

Su Qing looked at the bulging cheeks of the little palace man chewing the pastry and smiled, "No wonder mother said you look like a little rabbit."

"Little rabbit?" Xia Xiang looked at Miss Su in puzzlement.

"Especially when eating." Su Qing raised his hand and rubbed the little palace man's cheek and sighed, "I used to raise a little rabbit when I was young, and Xiao Xiang'er was exactly like it when eating."

Xia Xiang couldn't imagine the difference between the little rabbit's eating and her own eating. Seeing that Miss Su's mood was getting better, she felt relieved.

After the Lantern Festival, Su Qing led the little palace people back to the palace, and her mother sent a lot of pastries, including two big food boxes.

Su Qing said helplessly because of this: "Mother, this carriage will not fit."

"Xiao Xiang'er likes to eat, I'm giving this to her." Mother Su replied leaning on a cane.

In the end, Xia Xiang had no choice but to get into the carriage with a big food box in her arms. When Su Qing turned around and was about to get on the carriage, her mother held Su Qing's hand and told her, "You have to be strong, my mother can't persuade you now, but During the Dragon Boat Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival, I always have to go back to my residence, you know?"

Su Qing stared blankly at her mother, never expecting that her mother would compromise and nod in response: "Okay."

When the carriage drove slowly, Su Qingwo felt a little reluctant to ride in the carriage.

Xia Xiang quietly handed over the handkerchief and said, "Miss Su, are you reluctant to part with Aunt Su?"

In the past, every Chinese New Year and festival was full of disputes, so Su Qing always returned to the palace angrily, but such warm partings were rare.

"I haven't cried yet, what handkerchief did you hand me?" Officer Su responded with her head tilted, but she didn't expect the little palace lady's eyes to turn red, and her words stopped for a moment.

Xia Xiang blinked before realizing that she was in tears and said, "I just think Auntie Su treats Miss Officer Su very well, so I'm a little envious."

Su Qing took the handkerchief to wipe away the tears of the little palace man, and just now remembered that the little palace man is really lonely now.

"If you like it, you can follow me back to the Su Mansion in the future. Just now, my mother told me that she would bring you back with me next time."

Xia Xiang stretched her arms and hugged the big food box tightly, no tears on her face, she smiled and nodded: "Yeah."

What a silly child, when he cries in the cold, his face can easily hurt from the cold.

Such severe cold weather did not get warmer until early spring, and Zhao Yao returned to Jiaofang Hall after the early morning.

I didn't think about it for a while and no one responded, so I could only approach and ask: "It's already noon, don't you need lunch?"

Wen Ruyan flipped through the thick record book of the internal secretary, her brows were furrowed tightly. Every month in Song Zhen's Palace, palace people were tortured to death, but the internal secretary didn't bother to investigate.

There are dozens of people recorded in the red letter alone, and the number of palace people who were mentioned as disabled.

"Ignored the palace rules and wounded people to death, why didn't anyone in the department investigate her?" Wen Ruyan asked in a muffled voice.

Zhao Yao stretched out her hand to look at the record book and said: "The palace rules in the palace are only restricted to the palace people, and even the head of the internal department is not qualified to ask questions with the rank of imperial concubine."

Although she was aware of Song Zhen's behavior, but Zhao Yao didn't pay attention to it at all, and she didn't expect it to be so sadistic.

"Don't be angry, I asked the female officer to give her a warning, and she will naturally restrain herself."

Wen Ruyan took the record book from Zhao Yao's hand, looked at it very seriously, and said, "You already knew that she had such a thing, right?"

"I just listened to the reports from the hidden guard a few times, why are you looking at me like this?" Zhao Yao felt a little sad because Wen Ruyan cared so much about other people's affairs. For most of the day, I haven't even had a cup of hot tea, so why are you still questioning me because of her?"

Wen Ruyan heard Zhao Yao's words full of complaints, so she had no choice but to look away.

The perception of human life is different, so sometimes Zhao Yao is extraordinarily indifferent, and Wen Ruyan has often quarreled with her because of this matter in the past.

But quarreling won't solve the problem, Wen Ruyan raised his hand and poured a cup of tea for Zhao Yao, handing it to her hand to ease, "I didn't pay attention just now, why don't you pour yourself a cup of tea to warm your hands?"

Zhao Yao murmured resentfully: "Anyway, you only care about other people's life and death, and you don't care whether I'm cold or not."

Obviously, one side was still complaining indignantly, but the other side took the teacup very honestly.

For Zhao Yao's awkward operation, Wen Ruyan really convinced her.

"You..." Wen Ruyan looked at Zhao Yao and didn't know what to say.

Seeing that Wen Ruyan wanted to reply dissatisfied, Zhao Yao frowned slightly and said, "Did I say something wrong?"

"If I didn't care about you, I would have kicked you out a long time ago." Wen Ruyan felt that Zhao Yao was overreaching.

"It was still drizzling outside when I came here, and it's very cold at this time, and now you want to drive me out to get in the rain, it's really cruel." Zhao Yao held the teacup and looked at it even more sadly.

Wen Ruyan didn't expect that a word of his own would lead to a series of words from Zhao Yao.

This cute and pitiful style is really not like Zhao Yao's usual aggressive persona.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Wen Ruyan also poured a cup of tea himself and took a sip in a panic, "I didn't really drive you out, why are you showing such a pitiful look?"

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yao raised her hand to take away the teacup from Wen Ruyan's hand, took a sip instead and said, "Anyway, if you are really cruel to drive me away, then I won't leave."

Wen Ruyan looked at her own teacup, and said helplessly, "Don't you have a teacup yourself?"

Zhao Yao handed her another cup of tea, still holding Wen Ruyan's teacup in her hand and proudly said: "I just love your tea, don't you even give me a cup of tea?"

amount……

It seems that Zhao Yao is now planning to do something soft and hard.

Wen Ruyan, who had nothing to do, could only drink Zhao Yao's remaining sips of tea in aggrieved manner, thinking that there was no way to deal with her in disbelief!

The author has something to say: Today is just an ordinary chapter~~O(∩_∩)O~~