Chapter 207: Don't waste it

If King Xi’s soldiers are there, then if there is any movement, it will take a long time to get out of the ice cave, which can leave Yanjing room for reaction.
After thinking about it, He Changan nodded: "This is a good idea, and the Weichen will go to deal with them."
"Also, is there anything authentic in this palace?" Hua Chun asked whimsically.
As a result, He Changan nodded straightforwardly and said: "Yes, His Royal Highness Zichen has a tunnel, which leads directly to Buried Dragon Mountain."
Really? Huachun was stunned and thought for a while: "Then brother, you can quietly put someone to bury Longshan to guard it. Take 10,000 steps and say, if something happens in the palace, then we can still have a way out."
"It shouldn't be the step of taking the tunnel." He Changan smiled lightly: "The emperor is not so useless yet."
"Just in case." Huachun said: "Everything must be considered thoroughly. It is not a bad thing to prepare for the worst first."
It's right to think about it, He Changan nodded: "We will arrange it when the Weichen leaves the palace."
"Yeah." Huachun felt relieved by touching his stomach, even if the emperor was dizzy, how could they survive.
"You..." He Changan said, smiling with his lips curled: "Are you all okay recently?"
Huachun froze for a moment, then thought about it carefully: "It's not good or bad."
"I heard that the Queen Mother is having trouble with you again." He Changan sighed lightly: "How can you mess with your free and easy temper in the harem?"
"Don't be afraid!" Raising his chin, Hua Chun said, "The Queen Mother can't do anything to me."
Speaking of the Queen Mother, He Chang'an lowered his eyes and hesitated for a long time before saying: "If you have time to go out of the palace, you can go to the North Mountain to take a look."
"Beishan?" Huachun raised her eyebrows: "I see on the map of Yanjing that Beishan is a tomb mountain, what's so interesting about it..."
Before she finished speaking, she reacted, the smile on her face disappeared cleanly, staring at Gong Yuhou dumbfounded: "Are you in Beishan?"
He Changan nodded: "I chose a place with excellent feng shui, and planted a tree next to me."
The eye sockets were a little red, and Hua Chun twitched the corner of her mouth: "Thank you, brother."
He Changan still didn’t know that the emperor lied to her that Wan Shi had left the capital, and she seemed to forget that Wan Shi was really tortured to death by the Queen Mother. The ostrich is really an ostrich. Only when someone pulls his head out does she remember What happened in the end.
If Wan clan had spirits in the sky, she would have to be off by her. He would still be with the enemy's son, completely reluctant to part. If she could ask for a dream, she would definitely yell at her with her neck.
With a dry laugh, Huachun was full of contradictions. It's okay not to remember, but when she remembered, she felt as guilty as if she had stolen something.
"By the way, this is for you." Seeing that her expression was not so good, He Changan reached out and took out a talisman: "I asked for it in Jing'an Temple, the peace talisman."
Hua Chun was taken aback for a moment, took a look, and smiled lowly: "Dignified Lord, do you believe in this kind of thing?"
Jing'an Temple is just outside of Yanjing, and the charms are very effective, but it is said that it is difficult to find. Whether it is the relatives of the emperor or the common people, if you want a peaceful charm, you must burn a day's incense religiously.
"I don't believe it." He shook his head, his eyes full of tenderness: "But what if it works?"
Her body was slightly stiff, Huachun looked up, and looked at him seriously: "Second brother...you are too me."
"Isn't it?" He Changan curled his lips: "I don't have any other brothers or sisters, just you, a sister, should be nice to you."
It wouldn't matter if the brother was really good to the younger sister, Huachun held the talisman awkwardly, fearing that he had no other thoughts.
"Isn't the second brother still a woman who wants to marry?" she asked.
His eyes darkened, He Changan said: "The fate has not arrived."
"You have to find fate on your own." Huachun said: "If you wait, it will take a long time."
Don't start, the smile on his face has faded a lot: "I can't wait, it's fine to be alone."
Hua Chun's head shook like a rattle: "How can this work? The ancients... I mean, don't we all pay attention to the inheritance of incense? You will be criticized like this?"
"Niang Niang." He stood up: "It's not too early. We will leave the palace first today, and I will see you tomorrow."
"...Second brother walk slowly." Huachun stood up, watched him turn around, and smiled stiffly.
Qing Niao stood next to him and shook his head: "Master, you are stupid. Master Hou obviously has you in his heart. Where can I find any destiny?"
Sitting back in her seat, Huachun sighed: "I just noticed it, so I said that. It's really shameful to delay others, let alone my second brother is so handsome and unparalleled in the world, how many girls are rushing to ask. Doesn’t it feel wasteful to spend energy on this married woman?"
"That's what I said." Qing Yu sighed, "But it's pitiful to love it, and it's cruel that you don't even allow others to have love."
Huachun: "..."
She feels that He Changan’s change in her feelings for her may have changed from brotherhood to confidant to inexplicable feelings. As for love, it is not so profound. It may be a momentary incomprehension. After all, the distance was very close and the result was missed. , It is a personal regret.
Shaking his head, Huachun walked out with her curled hands, and said in a low voice: "Ming'er will pretend to be sick and gone."
Qing Qi was taken aback, and said: "Then you have to pretend to be a little bit."
Pretending to be sick in the harem is simply a necessary skill, what's the difference? Huachun straightened her chest confidently, she was very realistic when she lay down at will?
As a result, I slapped my face the next day.
He Changan entered the palace with a statue of Guanyin made of motherwort. He wanted to surprise Huachun when he heard Qing Niao say that she was ill and could not come to the Royal Garden.
"What's wrong?" He frowned.
Qing Niao said solemnly: "The wind is cold, and I have some headaches, so I was lying down to rest and didn't come out."
"Is it okay to get the wind and cold while pregnant?" He Changan got up and walked out.
"Hey, Lord Hou?" Qing Qi said, "You can't enter the harem like this."
After a pause, He Changan immediately turned his head and went to the Zichen Temple, asking the emperor's intention to enter the harem.
"She's sick?" Yu Wenjie was taken aback and looked up at him.
He Changan was slightly displeased: "The emperor doesn't know?"
Qing Niao stood beside him without saying a word. The lord was so sick that he suddenly became ill without the slightest sign. The emperor would have seen it if he knew it.
The emperor stood up: "I will go with you."
With the cold sweat coming down, Qing Niao quickly said: "The master is not a serious illness, the emperor doesn't need to be so inspiring..."
"Those who are pregnant should pay attention to the smallest illness." He Changan said: "You are leading the way, no need to say more."
Qing Niao: "..."
Well, this is a big game.
Huachun was lying on the bed and was resting. He suddenly heard the sound of "the emperor is coming" outside, and was so frightened that he closed his eyes quickly and squeezed out a painful expression.
Yu Wenjie stepped in the door, glanced around, and asked in a deep voice, "Where is the imperial doctor?"
Qing Niao hurriedly said: "People have already been invited, and it is probably still on the way."
"It's too slow." The emperor said, "Duke Qin, let Yu Doctor Feng come over."
"Yes." Duke Qin responded.
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he glanced sympathetically at the person lying on the bed.
Even Yu Doctor Feng is here, so this is not a pretense to get along.
Huachun's heart is also up and down, she just found an excuse not to see Gong Yuhou, why even the emperor came here? Later, if the imperial doctor reveals that she is not ill, is it still a crime of deceiving the king? She is innocent!
Closed her eyes, she thought for a while, hummed superbly, and then slowly opened her eyes.
"The emperor, brother, why are you all here?"
He Changan's eyes were full of worry, and he stood behind the emperor and looked at her: "I heard that you are sick, so come and have a look."
"It's okay." She said weakly and weakly: "The emperor has everything to do, and my second brother also has important matters. You don't have to come here to visit, I just need to sleep."
"How do you do that." He Changan frowned: "It is a major matter that the lady is sick. It is necessary to find out what kind of disease it is, because of what happened, and whether someone has murdered her."
"..." Hua Chun coughed: "Second brother thinks too much, it's not that complicated, it's just that the quilt was not covered in sleep last night..."
The emperor frowned: "You are not honest when you sleep?"
"I didn't realize it after I fell asleep, and this concubine can't control it." Huachun said with a smile: "Anyway, there is nothing serious, the emperor and the second brother should go to business."
"We will leave when the imperial doctor comes to see the pulse." He Changan said: "By the way, please also ask your mother to accept the Guanyin sent by the Weichen."
What? Guanyin? Hua Chun looked sideways, and there was really a grassy Guanyin next to him. It was made to be lifelike and smelled very good. It seemed to use herbs.
"You made it yourself?" the emperor asked lightly.
"This is not important." He Changan didn't answer directly, but said: "It's always something beneficial to the empress."
Frowning slightly, Yu Wenjie glanced at him: "This kind of thing is also in the palace, you don't have to send it to her specially."
"How could it be in the palace?" He Changan raised his eyebrows and said with a chuckle: "The motherwort is hard to find in Yanjing, and it is also very difficult to dry the condensed image. Moreover, in terms of clay sculptures, there are more than Weichen craftsmen Ok?"
Sure enough, he did it himself, Yu Wenjie felt annoyed for a while: "You don't read so many official documents, do these things?"
"In the heart of the emperor, is it possible for the empress to be inferior to the official document?"
"I didn't mean that, but you have exceeded it, Chang'an."
He Chang'an shrugged: "Weichen is just such a younger sister. Isn't she even good to her? What is the reason for Chaoyue?"
Really... Damn brother and sister names! The emperor was angry, and pulled He Changan to the outer hall: "I always think you are a proper person, don't let me down."
"The emperor is too sensitive." He Changan said helplessly: "Weichen just wants to make the empress feel better."
"Only you know what you think in your heart." The emperor raised his chin slightly and half-closed his eyes to look at him: "Some things you think are good for her, and it is possible that they may harm her in turn."
How could it hurt her? He Changan smiled, just as he was about to say something, there was a palace humanity outside: "Doctor Feng is here."