My heart hurts when I mention the abolition

When there was no movement inside, Chen Yizhen gave the emperor's coat to Shuangshu beside him in a daze, and asked her to hang it up.

She went out by herself and came to the study on the other side.

Madam Zheng walked in cautiously, approached her, and asked in a low voice, "Mother, what's going on? Why... that one followed?"

Asking, the eyes of the two of them coincidentally fell on Rong Sheng who consciously guarded the door.

The chief executive of the imperial court flicked off the dust that didn't exist on his body, and stood upright at the door, his eyes calmly scanning the crowd who were busy in the yard and secretly looking at him.

At this moment, Eunuch Pei carried a pot of tea with a smile, walked over with two little horses, and had a cup with Brother Rongsheng.

There was a little smile on Rong Sheng's face unconsciously. According to the queen's previous regulations and influence, the status and influence of the former Eunuch Pei in front of him are really no lower than him.

Although the empress seems to be in decline now, according to today's momentum, it may not be what it will be like in the future. Therefore, in the face of Pei Gonggong's kindness, he accepted it very frankly and proactively.

Chen Yizhen withdrew his gaze, thought for a while, and shook his head, "I don't know, that master, it seems to be here," she pointed to her head, "There is a problem."

Mother Zheng shot her a look, and said in a solemn voice: "Your Majesty, you should be more careful. You know what you can say and what you can't say, better than slaves."

Chen Yizhen drooped his shoulders, "I know, I just can't figure out what's going on with this master today."

Madam Zheng couldn't figure it out either, but there is one more important thing at the moment, and that is——

"Ma'am, we don't have enough ice."

With a bitter face, she said earnestly: "Just now when the emperor came over unexpectedly, we used up all the remaining ice. Look, should we buy some more?"

You can't warm up the two masters.

Chen Yizhen raised his eyebrows, seeing the meaning in her eyebrows, he probably didn't quite agree.

If you are not in charge of the family, you don't know how expensive Chai Mi is. The gang of Si Wujian caught her as a cow and sheep and plucked it hard. Although she has a lot of money in her hand, there is no reason to make such a fuss. What's more, she has to support the Chen family. a big family.

Leaning on the chair, Chen Yizhen drank a large glass of ice water sadly.

After thinking about it, she gritted her teeth and said, "I can't buy it. Not only can I not buy it, but I have to remove the current ice quietly."

Madam Zheng was taken aback, "Your Majesty, you can't."

No one can warm up the master inside, the empress can't be impulsive.

Chen Yizhen stood up and said seriously: "Listen to me, and bring over my round fan."

Madam Zheng stared at her blankly, "Ma'am."

"Go!"

Madam Zheng had no choice but to leave with a puzzled face.

A quarter of an hour later, Chen Yizhen moved a small cot, sat in front of the bed, raised his fan, and fanned the emperor who was still frowning in his sleep bit by bit.

I don't know if it's the fragrance from her body, or the fan brought a burst of refreshment. I couldn't sleep peacefully in my sleep. The emperor who furrowed his brows finally relaxed slowly, and his frowns were unknowingly loosened. Come.

Chen Yizhen played the fan unhurriedly, the round fan fluttered lightly in the wind, she tilted her head, and looked at the emperor who was sleeping peacefully.

The emperor has a handsome and heroic appearance, and the corners of his eyes and brows still faintly resemble the elegance of the empress dowager. He has a pair of thick black sword eyebrows, which are straight and horizontal between the eyebrows, as if he is a person who, no matter how he handles political affairs Even when rectifying the harem, they are extremely bold, resolute and sharp, with an aura of never turning back and never giving up.

He also has thin lips. It is rumored that people with thin lips are unfeeling and thin-natured. The emperor should also agree with this rumor.

Chen Yizhen lowered his head and smiled silently.

…………

Waking up from sleep, for the first time, there was no aftertaste of pain in the head. Usually, when the soul returns, the head and heart don't hurt for a while before giving up.

It's because of the queen.

In fact, he should have guessed a long time ago, since this matter is related to the empress, the empress should also hide a cure for his dementia disease.

Furthermore, he thought of Master Du Yi, the words the master said before he left were not a reminder to him, but unfortunately he has always resisted coming here, and he didn't think of it at all.

Take a long breath, no matter what, it's not too late to think about it now.

The emperor moved his eyelashes slightly, rolled his eyes, and was about to sit up with his arms propped up. Suddenly, he noticed a fluffy thing lying beside him. He paused, turned his head and looked to the side.

Chen Yizhen was lying there with his eyes slightly closed, his porcelain-white face leaning against his elbows, his cheeks were sunken slightly, his mouth was slightly pursed, and his bright red lips/petals were firmly attracted to him as if they had been smeared with honey. The sunlight from outside the window lightly penetrated through the line of sight, and it was stroked thinly, like a bright ribbon, slowly falling under her eyes and on the tip of her nose, casting a white halo on that small porcelain-white face.

Slightly dazed, the emperor withdrew his gaze, turned to the side, and after a while, moved away silently.

This time I watched it carefully for a long time.

Then, he lowered his eyes and coughed.

Chen Yizhen was awakened by the movement, she raised her head, raised her hand in a daze, fisted into a dimple, and rubbed her eyes.

Putting down her hands, she said "Ah" to the emperor's calm eyes, "Your Majesty, you are awake."

The emperor: "Yes."

After a pause, he asked casually, "Why are you sleeping here?"

Chen Yizhen complained silently in his heart: It's not that you occupy my bed, I'm tired from fanning you just now.

Oh yes, fan——

She lowered her head, the fan in her hand was gone, and she frantically shook her head to look for it. Finally, there seemed to be such a familiar mass lying on the ground.

Quickly bent down to pick up the fan on the ground, raised his head, met the emperor's gaze, and smiled vainly, "Your Majesty, are you hot or not, my concubine will fan you."

As she spoke, she hula hula fanned him.

Frowning slightly, the emperor leaned back to avoid her rashness, and then realized that the room was very stagnant and stuffy.

He lifted up the thin blanket on his body, put on his shoes and got off the bed, frowned and asked, "Why is Zhongcui Palace so stuffy?"

Chen Yizhen came over shyly, and said with an apologetic expression: "Please forgive me, the concubine did not treat me well, but the concubine really has no choice. The ice in Zhongcui Palace has run out, and the concubine has been coming here these days. Yes, if the emperor thinks it's hot, why don't we go out for a walk, there is a small pond not far from Zhongcui Palace, it's quite cool there."

The emperor looked at her silently, and Chen Yizhen replied with a sincere apology.

The emperor looked down and caught a glimpse of the round fan in her hand, the scattered hair on her forehead soaked in sweat, and the faintly visible wet marks on her collar.

Reminiscent of this environment, the queen forced herself to fan herself.

Also, in the scene he saw when he woke up, he was silent.

He tilted his head and shouted, "Rongsheng!"

In a blink of an eye, Rong Sheng ran in from the outside in a panic, his face still had marks of lethargy, and was flushed red, which was very conspicuous on that white/flowered/flowered face. He bent down to make fun of him: "Your Majesty, What are your orders?"

The emperor reprimanded Rong Sheng, "Why is there not enough ice on the Queen's side? How does the Siwu Supervisor do things? Call the Chief Siwu Supervisor here, and I will ask him carefully."

"Yes!" Rong Sheng lowered his eyes, his heart was shocked.

Chen Yizhen also couldn't hide her surprise. She admitted that she did have the idea of ​​putting all this in front of the emperor, hoping that he would take care of her, but in her mind, the emperor might raise his hand to help her, but probably not. He cares too much, but looking at the current state, he seems to have the momentum to pursue it to the end.

Reminiscent of what happened today, the emperor is a little strange recently...

She was cautious, and even more cautious when dealing with it.

After Rong Sheng left, the emperor looked around the room, tsk, this time it finally looks like a queen's residence.

Shuangshu came up cautiously with two bowls of tea cups, and was about to carry them over, but was stopped by Chen Yizhen. She took the tray in her hand, leaned over, put it on the table beside her, and smiled: "Your Majesty, please use the tea cup." Tea."

The emperor glanced at her, didn't move the teacup, was silent for a while, and suddenly said to the crowd who just followed in unconsciously: "Go down."

Madam Zheng and the others were stunned, and looked at Chen Yizhen with some worry.

Chen Yizhen lowered his eyes, pondered for a moment, and waved to them, and they retreated with difficulty hiding their worries.

Seeing this scene, the emperor was slightly surprised. He did not expect that Zhong Cui Gong and others were loyal to her. If he remembered correctly, most of the people who came to Zhong Cui Palace with her were the original team of Changchun Palace, including Grandma Zheng, Eunuch Pei and others who won in the palace undercurrent.

They are old men who have been operating in the inner palace for many years and are quite resourceful. Even if the queen falls, they have their own methods and ways to get out. However, they chose to advance and retreat with the queen without hesitation.

For some reason, the emperor suddenly thought of Tan Su.

She hugged the little black dog gently with her eyebrows and eyes, and told little by little the kindness and beauty of the queen.

After a pause, he walked into the inner room and glanced around. After a while, his eyes fell on the sewing basket on the table. There was a bright yellow square veil inside, which seemed to be incompletely embroidered.

He walked over, picked it up, and looked at the dead plum blossoms on top.

"The handkerchief you embroidered?"

Walking over, seeing what the emperor was holding, Chen Yizhen's face immediately turned into boiled shrimp, and she said, "Well, the concubine embroidered it."

The emperor commented, "It's kind of ugly!"

As the popularity subsided a little bit, Chen Yizhen couldn't hold back, and rolled his eyes, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your golden eyes."

The emperor looked at her coldly.

Chen Yizhen couldn't hold back, and continued: "The concubine is just learning, so naturally she can't compare to the embroiderer who has been practicing for a long time."

"However, this is not a handkerchief, but a bellyband of a concubine."