Chapter 42: Waiting for the wind and rain again (1)

At this moment, Zhang Dehai's voice sounded like a life-saving, and his voice made me feel sweet for the first time across the thick curtain of brocade.
"The emperor, Concubine Liu had an accident at Ye Ting."
He said impatiently, "I see." But his body did not move.
I opened my eyes, the jade mat underneath me was smooth and cold, supported by my hands, and moved back.
"The emperor, Concubine Liu has dragon veins in her body. The emperor should go and see it."
He sighed, and reluctantly got up and put on his clothes: "You go back to Dongnuan Pavilion and wait, I'll be back soon."
After talking and walking out, I heard his whispering reprimanding Zhang Dehai, smiled and picked up his clothes and put them on.
Hui Ju had come in and whispered to me: "Manny, Yue Meiren is in trouble."
I put on my clothes and sat on the couch in silence: "Do you know what's going on?"
Hui Ju stood next to me and said: "Lady Liu and Empress Li went to Ye Ting today. As I told them yesterday, the Ye Ting lady wants to prepare a dish and talent by herself. Empress Liu said that she wants to choose the best for the emperor. People, but for some reason, the tasting found safflower in the dishes prepared by Yue Meiren, and now..." Hui Ju didn't continue.
"Is there nothing wrong with Concubine Liu?" I took the Ssangyong that was taken off by the beauty before he went to the sun and Tian Baiyu to pull the finger. At this time, the finger was frozen and it was in my hand.
I stood up and said, "You send someone to find out how the emperor has dealt with it. If it is unfavorable to Haoyue, report to me as soon as possible."
Hui Ju nodded and went down. I thought for a while, walked to the side of the desk, and wrote down the poem I had picked up by Concubine Liu.
I used the same green Xue Tao sign and the same pen, as well as the same body that I don’t usually use.
I know that Concubine Liu wanted to implicate me, and let the emperor treat me, a queen of lax discipline, or even abetting crime.
No one knows yet that the emperor has already met me and has come to me, or that he is leaving from me tonight.
Concubine Liu's abacus might be the wrong time.
"Qingyin Pavilion light rain,
The deep courtyard is open during the day.
Sit and watch the green moss,
I want to dress up. "
After I wrote it, I carefully dried the ink and took this label back to the bedroom of Dongnuan Pavilion. I sandwiched it in the "Historical Records" I had read before, and put it beside my pillow.
In this way, as long as he comes back tonight, he will definitely be able to see this book and see this sign.
I believe he will come back.
Soon, Hui Ju returned: "Niang Niang."
She walked to my side under my sign: "Manny, Yue Meiren refused to admit it. The emperor first banned her in the Pingxin Pavilion and will send someone to investigate later."
She paused and said worriedly: "Although Pingxin Pavilion is only a palace for concubines to think about, but I am afraid of what other people will do tonight. Madam, what can I do?"
Hui Ju was very anxious. Since she was by my side, Haoyue took good care of her. She was worried about Haoyue at this time, which was normal.
I did not answer her words, but continued to ask: "Where is the emperor?"
"The emperor has gone back to Zhaoyang Palace with Concubine Liu."
My heart sank and I subconsciously looked at the book next to my pillow. I must rescue Haoyue tonight. Huiju was right. Someone must do something tonight.
Since Concubine Liu had prepared the safflower in that dish, she must have prepared everything afterwards.
"Hui Ju," I called her, who was standing beside me: "Find a way to send a message to Haoyue, so that she will not be afraid, not lose her square inch, and don't touch anything in Pingxin Pavilion, who Leave it alone."
I thought for a while and said, "Be careful, don't let anyone find out that you have seen Haoyue."
Hui Ju went out according to my words, and I looked at the beating candlelight that had been pinched in the palm of my hand, and thought for a moment to call Zi Ying.
"When you go to Zhaoyang Hall and give this thing to Zhang Dehai, you must give it to him, not someone else. It is said that the emperor will not leave the body easily. I just found it fell in Kunning Palace and sent you to it. In addition, Please also ask the emperor to use some food to settle down earlier. Don't say anything more."
"Yes, maid, the slave and maid will go here." Watching Ziying walk out the door, I put on a white gauze. The body of the person in the mirror was looming, with all hair scattered, and I walked to sit in front of the piano on the wall. Next, play a song "Xijiang Moon".
The door was opened silently. I knew it was him, but I just pretended not to know.
After playing a song, he stood up and looked at me by the door.
I looked surprised: "When did the emperor come in?"
After you finish speaking, you must pick up the brocade clothes hanging aside and put it on: "Please also ask the emperor to avoid it, and the concubine will change into clothes."
He strode forward and pulled off the brocade suit from my hand: "How did you change your clothes?"
I lowered my eyes and said: "The concubine thought that the emperor would not come here if he was going to Concubine Liu, so he changed his clothes and wanted to sleep well, but couldn't sleep, so he got up and played tunes." He smiled at me: "What did you play?"
"Xijiangyue." I whispered, then looked up and asked him: "There is nothing wrong with Concubine Liu, why did the emperor come back so soon?"
He sat down by the bed: "It's nothing, a beauty put saffron in the dish."
He stopped and said, "It's the girl next to you before, Haoyue.
I walked up to him and knelt down: "Please ask the emperor to discipline his concubines for lax punishment."
He shook his head and helped me up: "Haoyue didn't admit it. I will send someone to investigate tomorrow."
I didn't get up, he looked at me suspiciously.
"The emperor," I looked up at him, and said earnestly: "Haoyue grew up with her concubine since she was a child. The concubine knew she was not that kind of person, not to mention that she was just a small beauty, not that big. Courageous."
"Then you mean someone framed her?" He squinted his eyes to look at me, and his eyes became severe.
"The concubines are not just for Haoyue." I said calmly: "However, the emperor had thought that Concubine Liu had previously told her to select outstanding women for the emperor and let these women of Ye Ting show their cooking and talents. Regardless of whether there is a food next to her, it is only the matter of selecting women for the emperor, and the beauties, beloved, and talented people in Ye Ting are not all working hard to welcome her, how can they lift a rock and hit themselves. "
I looked at Shen Xiyao’s expression and paused:
What’s more, there must be a food test next to Concubine Liu. Now that she has a pregnancy is the most sloppy, and who can’t know about it. Then in such an occasion, I will give the medicine. I think such a person is not too stupid, he just wants to die."
I smiled: "The Yichen concubine's understanding of Haoyue, she doesn't want to die, but she's not stupid."
He looked at me for a long time, with a faint smile on his lips: "So, what do you mean, Haoyue was framed."
I lowered my head and said, "The concubine only asks the emperor to make a strict investigation. It is just that the concubine is afraid. When the people behind this scene see that Concubine Liu has not been murdered, the emperor wants to investigate, and will make Haoyue'apology with death.
He nodded and said to the outside: "Zhang Dehai, you will bring Yuemei to Qingxin'an, and send someone to guard it. Tonight, I will secretly let a group of people investigate this matter."
He looked at me after he said, "How about this time?"
I smiled softly: "The concubine thanked the emperor for Haoyue."
He leaned over to help me up, and I stood beside him: "The emperor has very little food tonight. The concubine asked them to make some snacks. The emperor has something to eat."
After he brought a plate of mandarin duck rolls to him from the table, he laughed: "I'm really hungry, and you don't use much. Let them make some porridge."
I nodded and ordered, and then walked to the piano: "The emperor will take a rest, and the concubine will play a song for the emperor.
After talking about the Nagqu Xijiangyue before the bounce. He closed his eyes and tapped his hands gently, and the twin dragons rushing to the sun and Tian Baiyu's fingers flashed with a gentle light under the candlelight with the movements of his hands.
"Very good." He walked to my side and admired, "Well worthy of being the daughter of the Ling family. If you have won two championships, you won't have an inferior daughter."
However, his face dimmed after he said this, and soon brightened up again.
I smiled at him and turned the subject away: "Unfortunately, there are no new words to fill in, and the old ones are all sad."
He looked at me carefully: "Why not?"
Then he said casually: "Where is the sorrowful mist on the bones, and the icy muscles have their own fairy breeze. The sea fairy is sent to explore the fragrant clusters, and the green hair is upside down. The plain face is often too pink, and the red lips will not fade after washing. Xiaoyunkong, don't dream with Pear Blossom."
I clapped my hands: "The emperor did a good job of chanting plum."
He laughed, his expression relaxed, and without that majesty, he was just like King Yu, an easy and amiable person.
While talking and laughing, Zhang Dehai and Hui Ju came in and offered congee and a few dishes. He picked up a bowl and ate it. It seemed that he was really hungry.
I only ate two bites, not because I was not hungry, but because I did not have an appetite. Handing the bowl to Hui Ju and walking to the table, he looked up at me: "What's wrong?" His words were concerned.
I looked back and smiled, and he stayed there. I said: "The concubine thinks that the emperor's word is really wonderful, I want to write it down."
He stuffed the bowl into Zhang Dehai's hand and came to me. He watched me writing like a child. I lifted the pen but dared not drop it. I knew that as long as I wrote, he would find the people at the lantern festival that night. ,it's me.
"What's the matter?" He asked me without writing.
I handed him the pen, pretending to be mischievous, and said: "I want the emperor to write it down with his concubines."
He smiled and waved on the paper, Hui Ju leaned forward to look, opening his mouth in surprise.
"Manny, what is that Lv Maofeng?" She asked me in a low voice.
At this time, he had finished writing and happened to hear Hui Ju's words, and looked at me playfully while waiting for my answer.
I tilted my head slightly, looked at Hui Ju behind me, and said, "This green-haired phoenix is ​​the messenger of the sea fairy. There are books that record'Lingnan rare bird, with upside down, green hair and red sucking, small like a parrot, from the East China Sea. Things are in the dust.'"
I smiled and looked at him again: "The flower and bird envoy in the Penglai Palace, the green clothes hang upside down on the Fusang pier. I wonder if the emperor meant this?"
He nodded, full of approval.
When Zhang Dehai and Hui Ju stepped back, he sat on the edge of the bed. I leaned forward and used the silver hairpin to pick up the candlelight, and when I saw him picking up the "Historical Records", I had a small expectation in my heart.
Sure enough, he opened it casually, and the Xue Tao sign floated down slowly, a touch of green that stood out in the candlelight.
He asked, "What's this?" He leaned over and picked it up. With a glance, his face changed.
"What?" I turned around and smiled.
"Light rain in the Qingyin Pavilion, the courtyard is open during the day. Sit and watch the green moss, and want to wear a man's clothing." He said softly, his brows furrowed, his face dull and unclear.
With a spectrum in my heart, I leaned back and smiled beside him and said, "It was done by the concubine before, and it stained the eyes of the emperor."
He didn't speak but just stared at the lottery, a small green strip lying weakly in his hand.
I leaned forward and called out softly: "The emperor, the emperor."
He still didn't respond. I squatted down in front of him, grabbed the corners of his silver-white tuanlong densely patterned robe and said in a careful tone: "The emperor, this poem?"
I quickly glanced at the lottery and looked into his eyes: "Is there anything wrong with this poem?"
He finally raised his head and looked at me, and gently put down the book and the lottery, there was a trace of peace in his eyes, but after that calm was the upcoming wind and rain.