Quick Wear: After the charming host got pregnant, the boss spoiled her like crazy

When Qingle came with a group of palace servants, holding a gift box, to deliver the gift, Shen Nian had just returned from dinner at Chunjing Palace.

Shen Nian was lying on the chaise longue reading a book, while Zhuzi was warming tea for Shen Nian.

The Queen's people followed the Queen's lead and were used to being flamboyant, so they went straight into the palace without even reporting to the Queen.

Zhuzi was shocked when he suddenly saw so many people rushing in.

"Greetings to Her Majesty, Concubine Qing. I thought you were not here, so I came in without asking for permission. Please don't blame me."

Qingle greeted Shen Nian with a forced smile, and his gesture of bowing was extremely perfunctory and casual.

"What Aunt Qingle said is interesting. Where else could our queen have gone if she was not in her own palace in the middle of the night?

Aunt Qingle really thinks that everyone is like you, wandering around the palace at will."

Zhuzi couldn't stand Qingle very much. It was the Queen who caused her mother to faint last time.

Now the dog beside the queen even dares to bark in front of her own queen. Does it really think that she is made of dough?

"Zhu Zi, how dare you, a little palace maid, be so presumptuous with me."

Qingle was very excited and wanted to show off in front of the bamboo as usual.

But she forgot that this was Shen Nian's territory and she couldn't act wildly.

Shen Nian put down the book in his hand, looked up at Qingle, and said lightly:

"Qingle, do you want to go to the Ministry of Punishment again?"

Shen Nian's calm tone made Zhuzi shiver all over. Her intuition told her that if she dared to be rude again, Shen Nian would send her to the Ministry of Punishment again.

She didn't want to suffer the punishment of the Ministry of Punishment again in her life.

Qingle was frightened and wisely controlled his temper.

She lowered her head quickly and said respectfully:

"My Lady, I dare not. I am only here to present gifts on the orders of the Empress."

Shen Nian smiled slightly and said:

"Since it is the Queen's order, then you should put down the gift."

Qingle asked people to put down the gifts.

A pair of eyes scanned the surroundings quickly, and his gaze stayed on the jade pendant hanging around Shen Nian's waist for a long time, before he retracted his gaze without making a sound.

"This is a jade artifact specially ordered by the Queen to be sent to Concubine Qing."

Qingle pointed at the gifts and said to Shen Nian.

"The Queen is really thoughtful. However, I already have quite a few jade artifacts in my palace. The Queen is really thoughtful."

Qingle's expression changed slightly when he heard this, but he soon smiled again and said:

"Your Majesty, this is a token of the Queen's love. Please accept it."

Shen Nian smiled slightly and said:

"In that case, thank you very much, Queen."

When Qingle saw Shen Nian accepted the jade ornaments, he took his leave and led his people away.

Zhuzi looked at Qingle's departing back and said indignantly:

"Your Highness, why did you accept the Queen's jade? It's obvious that you have bad intentions."

Shen Nian's expression was calm, and under the bright candlelight, he seemed particularly peaceful and tranquil.

"Bamboo, if I don't harvest it this time, there will be another time. It won't make much difference whether I harvest it or not.

Just throw the jade into the warehouse, it's better than other things."

Zhuzi heard what Shen Nian meant and immediately understood. She smiled and said:

"My lady, you are so smart. Why didn't I think of that?"

Shen Nian smiled slightly, said nothing more, and just continued to read the book in his hand.

……

An early summer rain came silently.

The rain was fine and dense, like a veil, covering the entire Zhaohua Palace.

Shen Nian put down the book in her hand, walked to the window, opened it, and let the raindrops fall on her face.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and felt the fresh air in the rain.

Upon seeing this, Zhuzi hurried forward and put a cloak on Shen Nian to prevent her from catching a cold.

"My lady, it's cold outside, you should go back to the house."

Shen Nian opened his eyes, smiled slightly, and said:

"Bamboo, don't worry, I'm fine."

She turned back to the chaise longue and continued reading the book in her hands.

Seeing this, Zhuzi stopped trying to dissuade him, but just stood quietly by and poured tea and water for Shen Nian.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the sound of the rain gradually covered up the noise in the palace. The entire Zhaohua Palace was immersed in tranquility.

Shen Nian fell asleep to the sound of rain.

In this heavy rain, it seemed that only Zhaohua Palace was peaceful and tranquil.

However, under the cover of night of the previous dynasty, the imperial guards led by Cheng Qing quietly sneaked into the residence of Zhao Xi, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue.

Their actions were swift and covert, and their target was the account books in Zhaoxi's mansion. During the search, they were blocked by the Zhao family. Cheng Qing followed orders and decisively killed the blockers.

The rain mercilessly washed over the courtyard of the Zhao Mansion, carrying away the blood on the ground. The blood flowed in the courtyard and eventually merged into the flowers and plants, as if providing them with extra nutrients.

Cheng Qing walked out of Zhao's house with the account book he had found. The rain soaked his raincoat, and blood dripped along his sword. His figure looked particularly firm in the rain.

In front of him, Ling Yu, dressed in black clothes, with black hair and a white crown, stood quietly in the endless night with Wang Dequan holding an umbrella. Ling Yu's eyes were deep, as if he could penetrate the night and see through everything.

"Your Majesty, I am your humble servant, here to pay my respects." Cheng Qing's voice was particularly clear in the rain, with a hint of respect and firmness in it.

Ling Yu glanced at him, then stretched out his cold, slender hand, and Cheng Qing handed over an account book in his arms.

Ling Yu took the account book, his eyes quickly scanned it, then he looked up at Cheng Qing, with a hint of approval in his eyes.

"Cheng Qing, you did a great job." Ling Yu's voice was low and powerful, and his eyes revealed his trust and recognition of Cheng Qing.

Cheng Qing bowed his head slightly, with a hint of humility in his voice, "Your Majesty, thank you for the compliment. This is what I should do."