Chapter 116: Rainy Robe

Qing Niao thought that her master was in such a bad mood, and she definitely couldn't eat anything, so she had prepared relevant adjectives and planned to exaggerate the dishes in order to increase her appetite.
As a result, the dishes were less than a stick of incense, and all the things on the five plates were swept away. Huachun didn't even hesitate, and squeezed herself full, and let out a sigh of relief: "Really good to eat."
Qing Niao was silly, look at her, then at the plate: "Master... are you okay?"
"What can I do, the food is delicious." Huachun smiled: "Clean up, it's dark, we should go to bed too."
Qing Qi was silent, looking at the smallest plate among the five plates.
There was pickled vegetables there, and a whole plate was eaten raw by her...If it was all right, hell.
The wind was whistling, the rain outside didn't stop, and the cold air made people especially want to sleep in the warm bed. Although the mood is not very good, Huachun still sleeps soundly.
Qinghe Temple.
Concubine Hui had finished bathing, waiting for the emperor to change clothes in her bedclothes.
Yu Wenjie looked outside and whispered: "It has been raining for a long time."
For a moment, Hui Fei followed his gaze and glanced out of the window, then smiled and asked the palace maid to close the window: "It's raining, isn't it a drought near Yanjing? It's a timely rain."
"Yeah." The emperor lowered his eyes, put on his sleeping clothes and lay on the bed tiredly: "Go to sleep."
"Yes." Concubine Hui was secretly overjoyed, this person is already in bed, and finally no one can take it away, right?
The palace people all retreated, and the palace lantern was also extinguished. Concubine Hui was about to reach out to put her hand on the chest of the King of God, but saw him prop up and said, "Keep the lantern."
Concubine Hui wanted to say that it would be enough to let the palace people come in, but the emperor had already got up, walked to the side personally, and lit the palace lantern.
A palace lantern is not very bright, but the dim light is even more intoxicating. Concubine Hui waited shyly for the emperor to come over, and then lay down on his chest.
Yu Wenjie breathed smoothly, as if he fell asleep directly after closing his eyes, nothing happened. Why is this so willing? After finally coming to Qinghe Hall for the night, the result is simply sleeping?
After waiting for a while, Concubine Hui became unhappy and stretched out her hand to tease the emperor. However, halfway through her hand, she was caught and pressed on the pillow. Then she heard his low voice: "Close your eyes."
Her face flushed, Hui Fei closed her eyes obediently.
But when I close my eyes, why do I feel so sleepy? There seemed to be countless tides coming up around her, pulling her down.
After yawning, Concubine Hui murmured: "The concubine serves the emperor..."
I didn't finish speaking, I just fell asleep.
After looking at her twice, Yu Wenjie got up, walked to the side of the screen, took a small bottle of medicine, put a little bit on him, and then covered his clothes and turned out the window directly.
Qing Niao watched the night and was about to fall asleep. Unconsciously, he felt a cold air rushing toward his face, and subconsciously picked up the dagger at hand: "Who?"
In the dim room, a tall figure approached step by step, she was shocked, her dagger was unsheathed, and her legs were standing at the partition with trembling legs, trying to stop the person.
"It's me." Yu Wenjie said lowly: "You actually carry a dagger in the palace?"
His body shook, Qing Niao quickly put away the dagger, kneeled and bowed: "The emperor."
"It's none of your business." Yu Wenjie said: "Go back to sleep."
"……Yes."
It was windy and rainy outside, how could the emperor come here at this time? His dragon robes were dripping, and there was no one behind him, not even Duke Qin.
Green curled eyes were very complicated, as if thinking about a lot of things, and finally walked out quietly.
Huachun slept to death, her lips were slightly opened, and she had crystal clear saliva on the pillow.
Looking at her disgustingly, Yu Wenjie hung his wet robe aside, squeezed onto the bed without tenderness at all, staring at her.
No matter how deep you fall asleep, you have to be awakened by the overwhelming arrogance! Huachun opened her eyes, her eyes blanked for a while, fixed focus on the person next to her, her pupils shrinking slightly: "You..."
"Wake up?" He looked at her blankly: "What happened today?"
Damn, I suddenly appeared in someone's room in the middle of the night. Shouldn't I give an explanation first? Ask her what the problem is when she comes up? Huachun curled his lips in dissatisfaction and stared at him for a long time before saying: "I was tied out of the palace."
"Lord Xi?" The emperor said with a sullen face: "He is getting bolder."
"What can I do with someone else?" Huachun turned over, leaning against his chest, feeling that this person was cold, and quickly turned over, reaching out and hugging him to warm him up: "You want to take me this thing. To embarrass him, the Queen Mother will not let me go first. Besides, he is cunning, and there is no evidence left. Apart from my confession, who can prove that I was taken to Boyang Palace?"
Just insisting that there is no way to take him, I dare to be so rampant.
"What did he do to you?"
"It's okay. I just insisted that I was Hua Jinghua. I tried to deny it, and he said it would make my life difficult." Huachun shrugged: "I scared the baby to death."
The emperor frowned and put his hands around her tightly: "Tomorrow, I will send some more secret guards to your palace."
"Thanks." Huachun nodded, and then looked at him curiously: "Didn't you stay overnight in Qinghe Hall tonight? Why did you come here suddenly?"
"I just want to ask about your situation, so I will come when Concubine Hui sleeps." The emperor said, and glanced at her: "There is something you have to understand."
"Ok?"
"In addition to you, I will also favor many others."
"..." Holding his hand loosened, Huachun nodded sensibly: "I know."
Looking at her face, the emperor raised his eyebrows and asked: "Aren't you unhappy?"
"No." Huachun said: "A woman like me is reasonable and takes care of the overall situation. The emperor has things that the emperor wants to do. I will definitely not hold back!"
With such a touching expression, the emperor stretched out his hand, hooked the corner of her eye, and twisted: "What's in your heart?"
Huachun twitched the corners of her mouth: "Yeah."
Yu Wenjie was silent, and Hua Chun didn't say much, feeling that he was warm, so he let go and continued to sleep with his back to him.
Men are hypocritical, and they always let women speak their minds and speak the most truthful thoughts. Why are you so selfish and ignorant? Don't tell the truth, he still has to feel that you haven't opened up to him.
It's really hard to serve!
The two were speechless, but no one fell asleep. Listening to the sound of rain outside, the emperor only held the person in his arms, his eyes dimmed, as if thinking about something. Huachun stared at the shadow of the tree outside the window, and made up a series of scenes where an assassin appeared.
However, she was thinking too much. When the rain stopped in the second shift, the emperor got up and returned to the Qinghe Hall silently.
Concubine Hui slept deeply, and when she woke up, the emperor had already changed her clothes in the outer hall, ready to go to court.
Looking down at her neat clothes, she frowned, got up and went out to take the place of Duke Qin, taking the place of the emperor's last belt, and then whispered: "The concubine was not well served, and she fell asleep."
"It's okay." The emperor said generously: "I feel at ease when I rest here."
Upon hearing this, Concubine Hui felt more comfortable, and she quickly hung up a smile, sending the emperor away.
A little packed up the emperor's clothes yesterday and was about to take it to the coat bureau. Concubine Hui glanced around and said on a whim: "Bring the dragon robe to the palace, and the palace will wash it in person."
The was taken aback and hesitated, but Concubine Hui walked over and took away the dragon robe.
"Niangniang is smart, and washing herself with her hands will definitely let the emperor understand her deep affection." The little palace lady beside her quickly flattered.
Concubine Hui smiled and shook her dragon robe to take a look.
"Huh?" Looking at the mud under the robe, she was a little surprised: "Why is it so dirty?"
Although it is raining today, hasn't the emperor been in the Qinghe Hall? Where did you get so much mud?
The little palace lady was also at a loss, and muttered: "Maybe she caught it by accident."
How careless does it take to be dyed like this? Concubine Hui sank and thought for a while, and the palace man who called for the night watch asked: "Did the emperor leave last night?"
"Hui Niangniang, no." The palace lady answered honestly: "The slave has been guarding at the gate of the temple."
What's going on? Frowning, Concubine Hui took the dragon robe and fell into thought.