Chapter 138: Rain at night

The sky in August was sweltering and hot. The curtains in the "Yonghua Hall" were heavy. The wind that passed through the night was hot, and it was useless to put ice cubes. Nie Wushuang was intolerant of the heat and asked Xia Lan to go to the ice store, but Xia Lan went back empty-handed after a while.
"The housekeeper over the icehouse said that the icehouse is almost used up now, and looking at the hot weather, we need to save a little for the occasional need, and said ..." Xia Lan shivered.
"What else to say?" Nie Wushuang asked.
"When the slaves were about to return, they overheard them saying that they had to prepare some ice basins for Yun Fei to return to the palace." Xia Lan watched her face carefully.
Nie Wushuang waved his hand and motioned to know. Yang straightened the stewed bird's nest and came in, listening to the words: "The queen has made a decree, and Yun Fei must return to the palace properly and must not be indifferent. So in the six innings, they are all prepared for Yun Fei to return to the palace."
Nie Wushuang looked at the heavy night outside the window, and said lightly, "These days when thunder and thunder don't rain, it's a bit boring."
Xia Lan followed his head and smiled, "Nie Meiren rest assured that it will rain tonight. You see that the dark clouds have accumulated enough."
Nie Wushuang smiled slightly and answered, "Yes, it should rain."
The sweltering heat before the heavy rain made it difficult to fall asleep. Nie Wushuang held the piano and played the piano in the garden water hall behind the palace. The sound of the piano was faint, but it relieved the irritability in my heart. Nie Wushuang became interested and simply didn't go back to the temple to sleep, but only focused on the piano.
In the middle of the night, there was a sudden thunder in the sky, and it poured heavy rain. The rain was very strong. The sweeping raindrops hit the waterside and splashed her face. Nie Wushuang smiled and stood in front of the waterside and swept by the raindrops. After a while, my body was half wet.
Far away, there was a figure coming up with an umbrella. Nie Wushuang thought it was Yang Zhi, slightly spit out his tongue, and smiled, "Well, I'll go back to the hall to rest."
The man raised his face from under the umbrella, and under the yellow palace lanterns in the water, Nie Wushuang couldn't help but hesitated and forgot to bow down in surprise: "The emperor ..."
Xiao Feng dysentery walked under the water corridor, closed his umbrella, and laughed: "You have such a good interest, you don't sleep at night, run out and listen to the rain."
Nie Wushuang returned to God, took the umbrella in his hand with a smile, took out the fear to wipe the rain from his face, and asked softly, "Why is the emperor thinking of coming over?"
Under the palace lantern swaying with the wind, his eyebrows were indifferent and handsome, the lights were reflected in the deep black eyes, and all the wind and rain outside the waterhouse were silent in his eyes.
"Because I heard the sound of the harp here, I wondered, when is there a fox spirit in the palace playing the bait
lure the book to go for a while?" Xiao Fengxi shook her hand and hugged her into her arms.
When Nie Wushuang saw him say something interesting, he couldn't help giggling, and pinched his neck, his eyes fluttered like waves: "You know, the fox spirit plays the piano but it the spirit of the scholar! Is the emperor afraid?"
"He is a true dragon emperor, how could he be afraid of the little fox spirits?" Xiao Fengxi laughed, and dropped a soft kiss on her cheek. The two couldn't help laughing at each other. The rain around the water pavilion was pouring down, and from time to time raindrops hit the two people, but Nie Wushuang suddenly felt that there was a place in his heart that was quiet.
He has the fascination of his own heart, and she also has the gully that cannot be surpassed. He and she are too complex in thought, maybe they will not be able to match their hearts throughout their lives, but if they are now, sitting in the waterside and watching a sudden rain, quiet and quiet, is also a rare happiness.
Nie Wushuang sat beside him and leaned on him. Suddenly Xiao Fengyi said lightly, "I just made my order."
Nie Wushuang froze slightly, but could not interface. As concubine, she couldn't ask more about state affairs.
"His Majesty's imperial edict, the criminals in the prison, beheaded. His children have traveled thousands of miles, three generations can not enter the official." His indifferent voice and the majestic rain outside the water, sounded majestic and cold.
Nie Wushuang was silent for a while and said, "The Emperor Rende."
"Is it Rende?" Xiao Fengxi laughed at himself: "Since ancient times, he has killed the wrongly placed courtiers. He is not the first, nor will he be the last."
Nie Wushuang relied on him and smiled slightly: "The emperor did it right." Xiao Fengyi looked down at her, and Su Bai's face looked like a beautiful weird flower blooming at night.
He smiled and suddenly kissed her lips deeply.
That night, he lingered with her. It's like forgetting everything, lingering for a reason. Sweat flowed into his eyes, and Nie Wushuang could not wipe it off. His fine kiss had fallen, and he kissed softly. In the extreme joy, she heard him sigh gently: "Wushuang ..."
The next day, when Nie Wushuang woke up, Xiao Fengdi had already gone to the early dynasty. She got up, suddenly remembering the entanglement of last night, could not help but get mad. Xia Lan held the hot water and asked her to freshen up. After Nie Wushuang finished washing, she whispered, "I heard that the emperor gave orders last night ..."
Nie Wushuang looked at his bright red face in the bronze mirror and interrupted slightly: "I see."
...
Xiao Fengdi suddenly ordered to deal with the "common enemy" criminals in the prison, arousing unanimous shock in the opposition. But this time, Xiao Fengyi also made a compromise and only cut off the criminals, not harming his family. In contrast to the previous monarch's approach, this is already very kind. Civil and military in the Manchu dynasty knew that this was the last line of the emperor. The seemingly indifferent king could no longer tolerate the voices of Manchu and military. The ministers obeyed only the condition of an old woman in the deep palace.
After the emperor's decree, there was a clerk in the official ministry, who was suffering from the ills of the emperor's move, and mixed with various sharp opinions on the current situation. There was another fierce tit-for-tat in the deadly chapel. The clerk had a tongue-to-mouth battle with his ministers, and his words were sharp and unforgiving. Several senior officials were almost fainted by him. After the debate, the emperor greatly appreciated and promoted him as the servant of the Ministry.
The dull and hot August was just over halfway through, and in a few days it was almost mid-autumn festival-August 15th. As early as August, the concubine at the palace asked her to return to the palace. Xiao Fengyi was worried about Yun's first pregnancy, her fetus was unstable, and she never promised. Concubine returned.
When Nie Wushuang heard the news, he was playing against Yuxi. Yuxi sneered: "Finally back. Otherwise, everyone's heart in this palace will not be fulfilled."
Nie Wushuang smiled slightly: "I heard that Yun Fei has a heart attack, I wonder if this pregnancy will be bad for her."

Pro comments are profound. Ice is touched! What, keep asking for monthly tickets!