Chapter 75: He Dang cut the West Window Candle (1)

(This chapter returns to the first person, that is, Wei Er is awake)
By the side of the small pond, I sat quietly, blowing the purple jade Linghua flute in my hand, but it was not the "flowing water floating lamp". I replaced it with the "light cloud and light wind". It was still ethereal and lofty, but missing. Part of sorrow, more lovesickness.
The flowing light blue gauze skirt has a long back hem, dragged all the way to the water's edge, as if spreading up from the water. I didn't bring any jewelry. I just used a few grasses to hold my hair behind my head, so that I wouldn't let them brush my face with my head down.
When the evening breeze came, I let my hair be blown by the gentle and cool evening wind, blowing the flute in my hand carefully, watching the setting sun fall bit by bit, and the afterglow poured on the small golden pond. Like broken gold, so beautiful.
I knew that he had stood behind me for a long time, and I could always feel his gaze, which was hot and affectionate, and I dared not turn around.
I looked at the sparkling water, smiled, adjusted my heart, and turned around lightly, and the light blue skirt swayed softly on my leg.
I smiled at him, he was stunned there, I stepped forward and called out softly: "The emperor."
Shen Xiyao laughed, and we stood face to face and smiled at each other, watching the orange brilliance of the setting sun spill on each other, full of gentle colors.
He drew me into his arms, and I pressed against his generous and solid chest, and my heart was warm. The nose is sour, and tears are coming from the eyes.
He didn't speak, and pulled me to sit by the pond, with his chin gently pressed against the top of my head, I held the brocade cloth on his chest with one hand, and heard his "sudden" heartbeat.
"When I first saw you, I really thought it was a fairy from the sky falling into the world." He murmured, his voice so gentle and soft. He did not use the word "I".
I nodded, and he continued: "Your dance, even if it wasn't for me, even if I saw it accidentally, but that night, I won't forget it."
At this point he smiled embarrassedly.
I was stunned, thinking about coming, he said, it should be the dance that night I sent Xi He away.
After all, the high platform is so high, and the place where they drink and feast is not too far away. I am dressed in white and I can be easily identified in the night.
"The emperor said, the night to celebrate my brother?"
He paused, and I heard his heart beating hard.
"Yeah..." He said, "At that time the banquet was about to end. I sent someone to look for it, but I didn't find anything. I didn't think about it anymore, thinking it was my own delusion, but I went back to the Hall of Cultivation of the Heart I was a little annoyed. I walked out alone without thinking that I would meet the fairy again in the winding path."
After he finished speaking, a happy smile appeared on his face. There was no majesty, no emperor's style, and only the happy smile of an ordinary man.
I also laughed and looked up at him. His eyes were shining brightly with excitement and joy: "But the fairy ran away, just after that breathtaking smile. I stretched out my hand to pull, but I just felt it. The soft skirt skips from the hand."
I said with a low smile: "It was the concubine who was reckless then."
He shook his head: "You know, even if I found you later, before you returned to Kunning Palace, I always thought that you were the fairy of the heavenly palace, and that night was just a nostalgia for the beautiful scenery of the world. A heavy rain made you lose your way, but as soon as the day breaks, it is natural to go back."
I snorted, "But the emperor still turned the harem over to find his concubines." There was a little sourness in the voice.
He laughed: "Yes, that's because I'm not reconciled and I still hold a little hope."
I also laughed, eyes drifting, he looked at me in a daze, and suddenly kissed it.
His kiss was so light, but so hot, and he said softly: "No matter what, I still found you..."
I closed my eyes, couldn't hear the words behind him, and only melted completely in the deepening kiss.
The sun went down, but there was still Caixia flying in the sky.
Haoyue walked into the small garden at this time, I opened my eyes and saw her slightly pale face, and I couldn't help but leaned back.
Shen Xiyao turned her head, Haoyue hurriedly knelt down: "The slave servant sees the emperor, the empress empress."
Shen Xiyao looked at me, my face was hot, he smiled, but when he looked back at Haoyue, his face felt a little bit of displeasure.
"Get up," he said.
Haoyue stood up, but didn't know what to do, I smiled and stood up: "Why is Haoyue here?"
Haoyue lowered her head and said in a low voice, "I heard that the lady is fine, but she still feels uneasy, so she thought about coming over to please her, but never thought..."
She raised her head and glanced at Shen Xiyao quickly, and buried her head lower: "Since there is nothing wrong with the young lady, then Haoyue will go back, and come to see the young lady again tomorrow morning."
I walked up to her and took her hand: "Since it's all here, it's time for dinner, let's use it together."
Looking back at Shen Xiyao: "How good do you think the emperor?"
He smiled helplessly, but nodded. But he said slightly displeased: "Why are you still called Miss?"
Haoyue quickly changed her words: "The emperor forgive the sins, and the empress's empress forgive them."
I took her hand and glanced at Shen Xiyao angrily: "The emperor, Haoyue is my maid, and there is nothing wrong with calling me Miss."
Haoyue trembled, her face a little gray, but she smiled immediately.
The exquisite dishes in the west side hall were brought up one by one, and I specially ordered Hui Ju to cook a lot of healing meals.
Shen Xiyao looked at the table full of dishes and smiled happily: "These look better than those made by the Imperial Dining Room."
I smiled and glanced at him: "The emperor laughed."
Standing behind me, Haoyue kept her head down. She didn't lift a little until Shen Xiyao sat down and told me to sit down with her, but she remained speechless.
I carefully arranged vegetables for Shen Xiyao, he smiled and looked at me, Haoyue kept watching him carefully, but the expression on his face was faint.
My eyes have been looking at Shen Xiyao's left arm. Although he is wearing a dragon robe and pretending to be very casual, I still noticed the disadvantage of his left arm, and he is also deliberately avoiding it.
My heart tightened, and I was still smiling softly on the surface.
Shen Xiyao took a few bites and looked around. I looked at him curiously. He smiled at me and said, "Why is there no wine?"
I looked at him in astonishment: "Does the emperor drink wine while eating?"
In fact, he knew it in his heart, he drank very little, but he used a little.
He looked at me with a relaxed look in his eyes: "Yeah, don't you know? I drink a little when I eat." He laughed so easy-going.
Haoyue stayed for a while, her head lowered deeply, and I suddenly realized that Haoyue was not right here. She was no longer my personal maid, but one of Shen Xiyao's many concubines.
"Haoyue, these seven-star peas are still delicious you made." I looked at Haoyue and said.
Haoyue raised her head slightly: "Niangniang, you are laughing."
I was taken aback, and then smiled again: "My palace still likes you to make it the most. If the emperor goes up to Yuebei's place, you must taste it."
Shen Xiyao said "Oh", as if he didn't care.
For the first time, Haoyue lifted her head completely, looking at me with a smile: "If the lady wants to eat, the servant girl will make it for the lady."
After she said she was going out, Shen Xiyao stopped her with a gesture, Haoyue stepped aside in a weird manner, and I smiled awkwardly.
Shen Xiyao looked at me: "After dinner, I have something for you." After that, he glanced at Haoyue.
Haoyue stayed for a moment and hurriedly got up: "The emperor, madam, please Rong Nu and maidservant leave first."
When I was about to stop, Shen Xiyao let out an "um" and Haoyue hurriedly went down.
"The emperor." I looked at him angrily and called.
He smiled mischievously: "She is here, I don't think it is convenient."
Looking at me profoundly after speaking, I lowered my head and sat next to him, holding vegetables for him, and the two of them were chatting.
As the night darkened, the red palace lanterns were lit, swaying in the habitual night breeze, and there was a faint scent of chrysanthemums in the air. The attendants were all standing far away by the corner door, and the lights in the west hall were lit, and the candles lit up. The dim place is his affectionate look.
This is no longer the Kunning Palace where Queen Daxi lives, nor is the person in front of him the monarch of Daxi.
There is only a pair of ordinary couples here. That is the life I have always longed for. There is no power, no struggle, no pressure...
There are only two happy people, gazing affectionately at each other.
But I know that this is only a temporary illusion. He will always be the Emperor Daxi, and I am destined to be unable to avoid the endless battles in the harem.
After dinner, I accompanied Shen Xiyao to correct the memorials. The night was already very deep. I had been sitting aside embroidering the purse with the dragon. At this moment, my mood was very different from the beginning. Every stitch and thread were very careful.
I looked up at him from time to time, at his serious and focused look, at the posture of his hand with a brush pen, and at the wise and decisiveness in his eyes, and my heart was warm.
His left arm did not rest on the table as usual, but dropped randomly. I looked at him distressedly, but hid it when he looked up and smiled at me.
About an hour or so passed, he closed the last memorial, Zhang Dehai served the ginseng soup in a timely manner, and then removed the memorials.
He looked at himself, then at the sky outside, smiled at me and said, "It's not early, you can settle down earlier."
I was stunned and looked at him for unknown reasons, as did Zhang Dehai.
He smiled gently: "You are hurt, and you must rest well. I will go back to the Hall of Heart Recuperation and sleep."
I bit my lip lightly, stepped forward and pulled the corner of his clothes. I also looked at the sky outside. There was no moon but a large cloud of thick clouds, and occasionally a golden light flashed.
I looked into his eyes and was about to say something when I suddenly heard a "crash" sound outside.
I smiled and looked at him with a flustered expression and said, "The emperor, it seems that God is not letting you go.
Shen Xiyao smiled softly, looked down at his clothes, most of his eyes fell gently on the left arm.
I took a step forward, pouting slightly and said, "Don't the emperor want to stay with his concubine?"
After that, he sighed gently, and said leisurely: "Yes, the injury of the concubine is not healed, so naturally he can't serve the emperor." There was a naughty smile on the corner of his mouth.
He looked at me and smiled lovingly: "Of course I didn't mean that."
I nodded, Zhang Dehai looked at the sky outside, and said softly: "The emperor, this rain is really heavy."
He nodded and looked at me: "Since it is God's will, then I will not leave."
I laughed, but I don't know how much weight the word "God's will" will occupy in my later life.
In the sleeping hall of Dongnuan Pavilion, he and I were the only people, and the attendants all retreated outside the door.
The candlelight was lit, and the gentle light filled the room. I was in the candlelight, watching him standing in front of the easel. The candlelight gave him a warm light all over, and so did my heart. Warm.
"Isn't the emperor settled yet?" I asked softly.
He "Ah" turned around: "Are you tired? Let's go to bed first, I'm not sleepy."
There was a dodge in his eyes, and the afterlight fell on his left arm.
I pursed my lips, stood up and walked to him, carefully unbuttoning the golden button on his front.