Chapter 111: Love syndrome

Huachun smiled silly and answered: "Eighteen."
The corner of the emperor's mouth twitched slightly and glanced at her.
Judging from this face, she is indeed like an eighteen-year-old tender and tender girl, but she has actually been two decades old, and she is an old girl who cannot marry in ordinary people. She is so lucky. , Also entered the palace.
For a moment, the emperor felt that he was simply great, and he was willing to save this older girl.
Hua Xunyue bowed his head, it is estimated that it was a matter of age. At the age of eighteen, Hua Jinghua is already more than 20. Are they really the same person?
Huo Bi looked at Hua Xunyue twice, eagerly hoping that she could say something useful, but after a long silence, Hua Xunyue only smiled reluctantly: "Really young."
Young ghost! There are too many people in the palace who are fourteen or five years old, so there is nothing to talk about! Huo Xianrou looked at Concubine Shu with hatred of iron and steel, then sat down with her head sullenly.
"I still have to deal with it." The emperor said: "It's time to retire first."
The queen mother nodded with a smile, and reached out and grabbed Huachun's hand: "The emperor, let's go back to work, and the Ai's family will talk to Hua Zhaoyi for a while."
The emperor frowned, he left, obviously to take Huachun away, OK? What does it mean to detain someone for him?
"Don't worry." Seeing his eyes, the Queen Mother said with a smile: "The Aijia chats with Hua Zhaoyi alone, and everyone else will go with the emperor."
The concubines looked at each other, and reluctantly got up and saluted. The emperor pursed his lips, was silent for a while, and retired obediently.
Huachun smiled stiffly, watching the door of the hall close, feeling a little flustered.
"Have you learned all the rules in the palace?" After being quiet for a while, the queen mother's voice reverberated, two points more severe than before.
Huachun knelt down again and whispered: "Learned some."
"The Ai family has no other requirements for the girls in the harem." The queen mother gazes on her and said indifferently: "Don't miss the country, don't confuse the Lord."
She knows this. In the beginning, the Queen Mother hated Huo Xianrou because Huo Xianrou charmed the Lord. That's why she is wearing such a blue and white palace dress embroidered with plum blossoms today, looking solemnly.
"The concubine can understand the meaning of the queen mother." Putting away the smirk, Huachun lowered his head, and said very seriously: "Although the concubine has no father or mother, she was once a child of the emperor. Naturally, she hopes the emperor more than anyone else. Being diligent and patriotic, people all over the world can live and work in peace."
The queen mother raised her eyebrows with a rather unbelieving expression.
Huachun could know the old lady’s thoughts without looking up, and quickly stated his position: "The emperor has been in the Hall of Cultivation of the Heart for the past two days. He has not watched songs and dances, and has not abandoned the government. Instead, he has been dealing with the various things left by the prime minister. Unfinished things, the concubine was also used to add tea and water. Although I don't understand why the emperor would like the concubine, but to be favored by the emperor is the luck of the concubine, but it is not the capital of the concubine's favor and pride. Concubine still understands these principles."
Is your mental consciousness quite high? Queen Mother Ning was a little surprised. She thought that once the folk girls flew up to the branches, they would definitely lose themselves and be arrogant and arrogant. She didn't expect this to be a general knowledge.
I used to praise her more or less for giving the emperor face, but now I see, the queen mother really wants to accept her.
"You used to be in... folk, what did you do?"
The queen mother couldn’t say the word brothel, and naturally she was taboo about this aspect. Huachun knew it well, and replied respectfully:
The concubine was forced to sell her brothel and was a maid for a long time.

Upon hearing this, the queen mother's eyes softened. It's good to be a maid, as long as it's not listed, she can barely accept it.
"Can you read?"
"I know, and I have read a lot of books." Huachun said: "It is still possible to polish ink for the emperor."
Nodding slightly, the queen mother said: "You are better than some serious people. If that's the case, then you can serve the emperor well."
Listen to the tone, did she pass? Huachun was overjoyed and quickly bowed his head in salute.
In fact, she was cheating. She used to be the prime minister and acted as the eyeliner for the queen mother, so she could fully understand her thoughts. Knowing what kind of daughter-in-law her old man wants, it's very simple to follow suit.
After exiting the Hall of Huiming, Huachun took a deep breath at the door, and then ran back to the Hall of Yangxin with her skirt.
There were a lot of people who wanted to intercept her midway, but when they didn't react, Hua Zhaoyi swept past them like a tornado.
It was already dark, and the emperor hadn't come, so Qing Qi came over and whispered: "The emperor wants to read the official document tonight and said that you should rest first."
Fortunately, Huachun nodded, she could understand that whoever was favored in this palace would suffer. Before she could gain a foothold, there should be rare emperors.
After washing, she went to bed and rested. Looking at the exquisitely embroidered palace tents on her head, Huachun's expression was a bit dazed, but when she thought that both the harem and the former were working for the emperor, she was relieved and went to sleep in peace.
The next day, it was agreed that he would hand over work with the newly appointed Prime Minister. Huachun could not come forward directly. He could only ask Qing Niao to write letters to some contacts in the tone of Hua Jinghua explaining the funeral, and then list the affairs of North Korea. The simple and clear form was forwarded by the emperor.
Yu Wenjie glanced at the form, and said strangely: "Can it be like this?"
"This is very clear, look." Huachun explained to him with gestures: "According to the urgent order of things, he can complete the tasks on this list, and the prime minister's position should be firmly secured."
Glancing at her with admiration, the emperor nodded, stretched out his hand and kissed on the forehead: "Smart."
His face flushed, Hua Chun wanted to be humble, but for some reason, when he praised him, her whole mouth couldn't help grinning to the sides, reaching the back of her ears.
Previously, when I saw people who were in love with me, I would stare at the mobile phone and laugh silly from time to time, and laugh inexplicably while walking. Huachun still felt that it was mostly sick. And now, she was finally ill herself, she was still the kind of no medicine, so sweet in her heart, as long as she saw the person in front of her, she felt that there were marshmallows floating around.
Seeing her expression, Yu Wenjie's eyes gleamed, catching her amusedly, and dropping a kiss on the bridge of her nose, then her lips, and then her neck.
"The emperor." Duke Qin weakly reminded him with his back to them: "Prime Minister Tang is still waiting in the Zichen Hall."
What's the matter with you two, why don't you stay busy until night?
After a pause, Yu Wenjie snorted, found the mole on the back of Hua Jinghua’s neck, kissed and sucked deeply, and sucked out a red strawberry before stopping: "I'm leaving now."
Huachun nodded, coughed embarrassedly, and glanced at the green fringe on the wall beside him.
It's shameful to have intimacy in public. Before seeing Qingqing, my little couple in public, she wanted to take a torch and carry a bucket of gasoline. But now, she wanted to pour gasoline on herself, and then continued to grin.