Chapter 40: : Spring Rain 1

"Concubine sees the emperor." Xi Yan held the paper kite in his hand and pleased him.
It turned out that it was Xi Lin Shu's paper kite, so dare to mention this poem.
"Emperor, where is the concubine's paper kite?" Xi Linshu said with a smile.
Xuan Yuanyu's voice emerged, still so indifferent, as in the beginning of this March:
"Flat body."
"Emperor Xie."
Xi Yan got up, did not move forward, and at a distance, handed the paper kite to Xi Lin Shu.
She is unwilling to move forward.
She didn't know what the reason was, only that she only wanted to stand on the spot, not wanting to take a step.
Xi Linshu held Xuan Yuanyu's hand, at this time, some reluctantly let go, stepped forward to reach out and took it, this took over, her distant mountain and her eyebrows shrugged:
"Yeah, the silk strip is broken."
Xi Linshu is indeed a very beautiful woman. Her front face is even more beautiful than her exquisite side face. Only this one has an infinite style. It is no wonder that you will be spoiled.
In three years, the only thing in the harem was her.
Others, even a little favor, are all overwhelming.
Xi Yan said lightly:
"I think I was caught by the tree above."
The smile on Xi Linshu's face was full, and she walked back to Xuanyuan, whispering:
"The concubine's wishes may not be effective."
Before Xuanyuan opened his lips, a woman's dignified voice came:
"What's wrong? It's the most unacceptable to say the unlucky words."
When the words fell, the Empress Dowager appeared in front of everyone supported by Mo Ju.
There was another stack of petitions. In this petition, the Queen Mother just sneered to avoid those vain rituals, and only condensed Xi Linshu:
"Take it and show it to the sad family."
"Nuo." Xi Lin Shu did not have any trace of fear, handed the paper kite to the maiden on the side, and then the maiden presented it to the queen mother.
The Queen Mother's eyes glanced at the silk strip, and she sneered coldly:
"Yu Shu concentric? But it is a good wish."
Yes, the second character of each sentence of the poem, connected together, is exactly what it means.
Xi Yan had seen it for a long time, but she only did nothing.
Nowadays, no one can be regarded as invisible.
It is a taboo to mention the name of the king.
Xi Lin Shu indeed, leaning on pampering, some things have been done. But, who would have thought that this paper kite would have such troubles.
"My beauty, it's not that the sad family can't tolerate you, it's just you, who has done more and more ashamed."
Xi Linshu did not hear this phrase like ordinary concubine, kneeling on the ground in horror, just staring proudly at the queen mother, Xuan Yuan's eyebrows suddenly fell.
This step is falling into the eyes of Xi Yan who was inadvertently looking at him.
Almost without any hesitation, Xi Yan knelt on the ground and whispered:
"Queen Empress Yung."
"Say." The Queen Mother glanced at Xi Yan, and one hand had torn the paper kite in half.
The sound is very dull, like a very blunt knife, cut through the heart of the person, there will not be much movement, but it can make people feel pain.
Yes, heart, it hurts.
However, it will not be hers.
Xi Yan is still slightly authentic:
"The queen mother, this paper kite is for the sake of concubine."
In a word, she put her hands together on the ground, kneeling down on the back of her hand.
The queen mother's eyes narrowed slightly. She didn't miss the narrowing of this narrowing, and the moment of Xuanyuan's squinting stunned.
"How did Yan'er do it?" The Queen Mother asked this in a very kind tone, and stepped forward herself, raising her face with one hand.
"Queen Empress, Concubine-Excessive moment." Xi Yan's face was slightly red, and she looked sadly at the paper kite on the ground, and said in a very low voice, "This paper kite is concubine--"
The Empress Dowager's eyes dipped into a smile, and she patted Xi Yan's slightly slender hand, saying:
"So this is Yan'er's blessing paper kite."
Yeah, this poem, the second sentence, although the second word is pretty, isn't the first word just Yan?
Although it is a Tibetan poem that hinders the courage of her daughter's family, it is not a bad idea if you change your position and put your own words.
It doesn't matter whether it's true or false.
Because, in this palace, it's true and false.
Of course, she didn't do this to relieve Xie Shu's siege, nor to ask her to owe her a favor.
She has her own concerns.
In particular, she will not miss the opportunity of two kills.
Once upon a time, my father praised her for her cleverness, was it all used for intrigue?
Xi Yan's head bowed:
"The queen mother, the concubine knew the wrong thing. The paper kite just fell off and was picked up by the beautiful woman again. Concubine--"
The rest of the words, she whispered, but couldn't tell. She was wrapped in a sorrow in her skirt with one hand at a loss.
"Oh, you are indeed wrong. However, although you have been in the palace for three years, it is no better than those who have been in the palace but still do not follow the rules of the palace." The queen mother paused and resumed. "Same You can only make one mistake once, and make it again in the future. Ai's family must be severely punished. Although this paper kite is broken, it will be replaced with another one. The butterfly is beautiful, and after all, it is too devilish, and it is not worthy of your identity. . "
"The empress teaches the concubine to remember."
The queen mother took her hand, walked to Xuanyuanyu, handed Xiyan's hand to Xuanyuanyu, and laughed:
"It is rare for the emperor to be free from the dynasty today. It is better to accompany Yan Er once more. If it were not for her three years of repair, I would not have a good weather in these three years, and there would be no natural disasters. The emperor, never aggrieved Yan Er.
Xuan Yuanyu took the hand of Xi Yan, and his hand was really cold.
I don't know if his hand is cold, or Xishi Shu's eyes are even colder. When Xi Yan's hand touched Xuan Yuanyu's hand, he subconsciously shrank back, but he held it tighter.
Xi Yan's flushed face, now, even her ears are red, her skin is nearly transparent white, such a red, even the most beautiful flowers in the spring light can not match this red.
"Ai's family will also go to Changyin Pavilion to listen to the show, Shumei, you will accompany Ai's family."
"Nuo." Xi Lin Shu's voice, there is obviously unrestrained loss, she looked at Xuanyuan Yu, softly, "The emperor, concubine retired."
Xuanyuan yelled, and Xi Yan took advantage of him to release her hand and quickly pulled away from him, leaning down and kneeling:
"Concubine congratulates the queen mother."
In this move, she did it very naturally, and there were no mistakes to find.
The Empress Dowager looked at her with a smile, put her hand on Xi Linshu's hand, and turned forward.
The atmosphere, suddenly, was awkward.
Xuanyuan Yu was silent, and she, obviously, could not be silent together.
She bowed and said:
"Emperor, the concubine still has something to do, let's retreat first."
Xuan Yuanyu seemed to respond with a low voice, but it didn't seem to, but she hadn't had time to discern the sound. Suddenly, the downpour was pouring from the sky.
On the day of March, the face of the doll.
The moment before, it was still sunny, and the moment afterwards, the rain was coming.
When Li Qiu was shocked, he called the little maid to fetch the umbrella, but Xuanyuan extended his hand and pulled Xi Yan together under the bright yellow canopy.
Unprepared, with an unexpected blush and heartbeat.
She is so close to him.
Nearly, even, you can feel that his breath lingers warmly in this corner.
Rain, one after another, built a transparent bead curtain, separating him and her in the center of the curtain.
By looking back at Liqiu, she avoided the embarrassment of this moment.
Liqiu and Yigan Gongda had already been wet, and she, because of the pull of Xuanyuan Yu, was slightly wet.
"Little plum."
Xuan Yuanyu only evoked these three characters, and Grandpa Li would immediately feel sorry for it and said with a sharp voice:
"You go to the corridor to avoid rain."
"Promise." Li Qiu waited for the crowds of people to accept the voice.
Is he not ready to drive?
In this way, standing under the canopy until the rain stops?
Xi Yan lowered her head and found that his hand was still holding her. She moved slightly, and his voice came clearly from the top of her head:
"What the do you want?"
She didn't lift her face, she still sagged, and there was no confusion in her voice.
Without looking at his face, she will not be disturbed anytime.
It turned out that she was afraid to look at him.
His deep eyes are the source of this confusion.
"The concubine does not want the emperor to be embarrassed or unhappy."
In this case, she would now speak more and more.
His hand finally let go of her arm, and his voice was not as indifferent as usual:
"I want to hear you tell the truth."
"This is the truth, though, not the only truth." After Yan Yan said this, she raised her eyes and forced herself to meet him. At this moment, she couldn't avoid it. Only by uttering the next sentence to his eyes like black crystals, she can discern what she needs from the bottom of his eyes, "The concubine once said that the emperor must have forgotten- —

"You let me protect you."
Three years later, after three years, did he still remember?
From his calm and deep pool of eyes, she could not see any waves. Perhaps, there, there was the backwaters and no ripples.
"Yes, the concubine will do his best to protect the emperor's people, but the concubine only asks the emperor to allow the tranquility of Naran."
She knelt slowly and knelt on the ground that had become muddy. Her voice, with this kneeling, drifted a little far away, with the sadness of the early spring:
"Emperor, the concubine said arrogantly."
Xuan Yuan's eyebrows fell, and he immediately let go.
"The drunk concubine now has the protection of the queen mother. If she craves again, she will be smart, I am afraid it will only be counterproductive."
Saying this, he found that his voice could no longer be calm.
"The emperor, whether you believe it or not, the concubine only wants the safety of the people in the court. The concubine begged the emperor for the strategy of the concubine's father's funeral, and don't use the concubine's family for a second time, okay? ? "
She lifted her face, just like this, staring at Xuanyuanyu, the bottom of her eyes was an quest and a momentary weakness.
This kind of eyes fell deeply into his unconscious eyes. He wanted to get her up, but his fingertips tremble under the wide robe sleeves, and he didn't go to her.
Yes, in the harem, he really wanted to ensure the peace of one person. This was a promise he had made.
Of course, he also knew clearly that even in the former dynasty, he was able to strategize, and the undercurrents of the harem were tricky, after all, he was powerless.
And now, the woman in front of him actually said this sentence.
She is undoubtedly smart.
Therefore, she must also know that this care, if not careful, her life, perhaps, will not be guaranteed.
Is it only for him to promise her peace?
What she wants, really, is it just that?
He looked at her, she was still kneeling there, her forehead casting a little shadow on her face, for a moment, he felt that he could not see through her.
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