My heart hurts when I mention the abolition

In the end, Xia Conglin was almost stared at by the Empress Dowager, and she raised the Ningshou Palace trembling like a sieve.

Chen Yizhen also left Ningshou Palace, and she followed behind the emperor, falling not too far or too close.

Ningshou Palace.

The Empress Dowager was leaning on the soft couch, and was taking care of a pot of golden chrysanthemums that Wei Le had given her. As she was doing it, she suddenly burst out laughing.

Nanny Qin poured her a cup of tea and asked, "What are you laughing at, Master?"

The Empress Dowager wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and looked back at her, "Did you see the flickering eyes of the Emperor and Empress when I greeted you today?"

Qin Nanny recalled the scene just now, and couldn't help laughing. She rolled up her sleeves and stepped forward, rubbing the empress dowager's shoulders, "In the opinion of the old slave, you can relax, this is not the case, the emperor and the empress themselves will live together. It was mellow."

Before, when the emperor said that he would abolish the empress, the empress dowager sighed for a long time.

The empress dowager looked emotional, thinking of the past, she couldn't help but sigh, "You are right, Aijia, now I hope that the queen will add a son as soon as possible, so that Aijia can be completely relieved."

Qin Nanny pursed her lips and smiled, "According to the current situation of the emperor and empress, it's not a matter of time for a son-in-law."

The Empress Dowager nodded expectantly.

At this time, a court lady stepped forward, took out the forehead wipe that Nanny Qin had given her earlier, and asked the Empress Dowager what to do with it.

Originally, she planned to exchange this one with the one that the Empress Dowager used to wipe her forehead. The Empress Dowager is kind and forgiving, and she likes the filial piety of children the most. Usually, no matter it is the emperor, the empress or Princess Wei Le. She used all her things immediately, and she said that her mood improved day by day.

But this one was given by Miss Xia...

The Empress Dowager caught a glimpse, but her expression was indifferent, and said: "Put it in the cabinet."

The little palace maid's mind was like a bright mirror, and there was no wave on her face when she heard the words, she lifted her forehead and stepped back very naturally.

Qin Nanny couldn't help sighing, "The Empress Dowager is really in a hurry."

In this palace, she is the only one who can talk about the harem affairs with the Empress Dowager without hesitation.

The Empress Dowager sneered, "Aijia sees that sooner or later she will separate from her own son."

Qin Nanny sighed with a smile, "How can it be, with the master in charge of the overall situation, it is impossible for the emperor to separate from the queen mother."

It's not that I feel sorry for the empress dowager, but I feel sorry for the emperor. The emperor's journey has not been easy, and the empress dowager and her are particularly fond of her.

The Empress Dowager also sighed heavily, thinking of all the stupid things she did, she always felt that her self-cultivation was gentle enough, but she found that she would make her even more irritable every time.

When it came to that Xia Conglin, she was categorical: "Let's not talk about whether the emperor likes it or not. Aijia is the first one to disagree. That little girl Xia looks like a master with a bad mind. If she enters the palace, she will be the one behind her back With the Empress Dowager as her backer, how can the Empress control her?"

Without the backing of her family, the empress would have been in decline. If she lost the empress' dignity and power, then the harem would not be in chaos.

Qin Nanny smiled faintly and said: "Master, don't worry, the emperor grew up under your education, how can he not understand these truths, coupled with the love and harmony with the empress, how could he accept his cousin into the palace."

The Empress Dowager nodded, after thinking about it, she let out a long sigh, "Even if you want to enter this harem, you must not enter the harem who is too noble."

Therefore, He Yourong, Lu Manmiao, etc., were all the targets she eliminated immediately.

During the chat in Ningshou Palace, outside, Chen Yizhen finally mustered up his courage and chased after him.

"emperor."

The emperor stopped and turned around, "I thought you didn't plan to speak when I returned to the imperial study."

Chen Yizhen was stunned for a moment, and when he looked carefully, the emperor was not at all unhappy. Even when he looked over, a faint smile appeared in the depths of his eyes.

Chen Yizhen's heart relaxed, and a subconscious smile subconsciously appeared on her face. She lowered her head in embarrassment, and said: "The concubine thought that the emperor was still angry with the concubine, so she didn't dare to rush forward to disturb the emperor."

"Oh?" The emperor raised his eyebrows, "Then why are you calling me at this time?"

This... "Because, the concubine wanted to thank the emperor for his help just now."

"How did I help you?"

Chen Yizhen glanced at him, "Maybe the concubine misunderstood, but no matter what, you did help the concubine by reprimanding Xia Conglin just now."

The emperor put his hands behind his back, turned around and stared at her carefully, his earnest eyes seemed to be burning hot, and Chen Yizhen's face burned up unconsciously, she lowered her head, stirred her belt with her fingers, and then heard the emperor speak slowly, " It's not a misunderstanding."

Chen Yizhen was stunned, unable to react for a moment, "What?"

The emperor raised the corner of his mouth, leaned two steps closer to her, and spit out a warm breath from her lips, "If, I said, all this is not a misunderstanding, but I did it on purpose, what will you do?"

Chen Yizhen was stunned for a long time, then she asked back in a daze: "What does the emperor want concubines?"

"I want you, send me soup every night."

Back at Zhongcui Palace, Chen Yizhen sat back in her little soft bed, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong, she couldn't help asking Shuangshu who was busy beside her.

"Hey, tell me, what does the emperor mean? If he wants to eat supper, he can just tell the imperial dining room. There are a lot of people waiting to serve him."

Shuangshu couldn't help but pursed her lips into a smile, "Mother, this servant doesn't know anything else, but this servant knows one thing, that is, the soup you personally delivered is different from the one delivered by the imperial dining room."

"Why is it different? After all, it is the same material and the same heat, so there must be more capable people in the imperial dining room than here."

"But the emperor works alone late at night, the memorials are like mountains, the long hall is empty, and he is alone, isn't he lonely?"

Chen Yizhen finally heard the narrowness in her voice, couldn't help giving her a glance, and cursed: "You're the only one who talks too much!"

Shuangshu covered her lips, picked up an empty plate and stepped back: "The servant has gone to order the dining room to prepare soup."

After she left, Chen Yizhen hugged his knees and leaned his head against the window. After a while, he didn't know what to think, and a faint smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Outside the window, the warm autumn sun hangs high in the sky, and the leaves of the two trees in front of the window have fallen, leaving only a pile of dry branches. Before you know it, winter is coming.

After dinner, it was originally time for Chen Yizhen to read books or play games, but today, for some reason, she was a little restless, looking out of the window for a while, and looking at Shuangshu for a while, with a look/hesitant to speak, obviously something was going on in her heart .

Madam Zheng couldn't help laughing after watching enough of the show, and finally said to Shuangshu: "Miss Shuangshu, bring out the soup soon, it's time for the empress to visit the emperor."

"Cough cough." Chen Yizhen coughed twice, and looked away uncomfortably, "Yeah, I didn't keep it in mind, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Shuanglu giggled, covered her mouth, and rolled her eyes, "Otherwise, just wait a little longer?"

Chen Yizhen glared at her, thought about it, tried to stay calm, and righteously said: "Okay, stop making trouble, the emperor has already opened his mouth, and I have already agreed, how could he be absent and late on the first day, why don't you hurry up!"

Shuangshu smiled and bent over, hurriedly said: "Your Majesty said yes, the servant will bring it in."

Leaving aside these narrow-minded and joking pig teammates, Chen Yizhen went to the imperial study room with a red face carrying the basket.

When they arrived at the imperial study room, the emperor was still dealing with government affairs, Rong Sheng and a few guards stood guard in front of the hall, seeing her coming, Rong Sheng hurriedly greeted her, and saluted with a flattering smile: "Your Majesty is here."

Chen Yizhen said "hmm" and asked him, "Is the emperor in there?"

"Here, in order to wait for the soup from the empress, the emperor deliberately didn't use much soup at night."

Chen Yizhen couldn't help smiling, but after a pause, she immediately said: "The emperor is self-willed because the emperor is the master. As the emperor's personal servants, you can't be as willful as the master. Next time, remember to advise, Don't let the master lack the soup."

Rong Sheng hurriedly bent down and replied: "Yes, what the empress taught is, the slave has written it down."

"Well, then I'll go in and have a look."

"Okay, my lady, please come in."

Chen Yizhen stepped into the imperial study with a basket in hand, just as the wick on the desk jumped, the emperor was awakened, put down his pen, couldn't help but close his eyes and massage the corners of his eyes.

"The emperor's eyes hurt? It just so happens that the concubine brought some soup, why don't you rest for a while and drink a bowl of soup."

The emperor opened his eyes and looked at her, his brows softened instantly, "You are here."

"En." Chen Yizhen nodded, stepped forward, and put the basket on the table.

"What did you do?" asked the emperor.

"It looks like lotus seed tremella soup."

She opened it to take a look before she came, but she glanced roughly and didn't look carefully, she just felt that it was hot and the aroma was overwhelming.

The emperor raised his eyebrows, "Made in the dining room?"

"correct."

The emperor lowered his eyes and nodded, "Give me a bowl."

"it is good."

Chen Yizhen lifted the basket and then the lid of the cup. As expected, it was a cup of white fungus and lotus seed soup, red and white, clean and bright, with a pleasant aroma. Just looking at it made people appetite.

She took out a small bowl to fill a bowl and handed it to him, "Your Majesty, have a taste."

The emperor scooped out a mouthful with a spoon, put it in his mouth, closed his eyes, tasted it for a while, then nodded slightly, "Well, it is indeed the smell of the inner dining room."

Chen Yizhen laughed out loud, "Isn't it the inner dining room? It was made by the concubine himself."

The emperor opened his eyes and looked at her, "Would you?"

Chen Yizhen was taken aback, "What? Make porridge?"

"This... can't be."

It is true that she can make porridge in modern times, but Chen Yizhen in ancient times can't. When she was in the boudoir, she didn't even touch the spring water with her fingers. She didn't even enter the kitchen door, so how could she cook porridge.

The emperor looked at her and continued: "I want to drink the porridge you made."

Chen Yizhen smiled embarrassingly, "But my concubine can't do it."

Since she was born into such a good family background, how could she waste this inborn good fortune to learn how to make porridge? Isn't her head crowded.

"But I want to eat the porridge you made."

Chen Yizhen lowered his eyes, remained silent, and pursed his lips in silence. After a long time, he said: "But the concubine really doesn't know how to make porridge. The concubine will put the ingredients for porridge into the pot, cover it and cook it. on."

"That's fine, I'll take it as if you did it yourself."

Now that the emperor said so, "Then... alright."

Well, she already knew that she shouldn't make this trip, and before she finished her errand of delivering porridge, she was asked to make porridge by herself.

However, just like what she said, she just put the ingredients chopped by the cook into the pot, put in the right amount of seasonings, and then put the lid on and went back to the house, leaving the troublesome thing of taking care of the cooking heat She has her own cook to help, but she doesn't care.

So, on the second day, what she sent over was the lotus seed and lily soup that she "made by herself".

"Your Majesty, this is the soup that my concubine made 'with my own hands' according to what my concubine said yesterday."

"Oh?" The emperor's face lit up, "Give me a bowl."

When Chen Yizhen served him the soup, the emperor put a spoonful of it into his mouth, tasted it, and nodded, "Yes, the queen's cooking is really good, better than yesterday's in the dining room."

After all, he seemed to be verifying his statement, and dried up all the porridge in the bowl in one breath.

Chen Yizhen was helpless, the emperor was teasing her again, this was clearly the craftsmanship of the dining room, she tasted it specially before coming here, it was clearly no different from yesterday.

However, watching the emperor finish the porridge in the bowl in a very respectful manner, for some reason, she couldn't help but feel a slender but long-lasting warmth and sweetness in her heart.

Chen Yizhen lowered his eyebrows and smiled slightly.

At the same time, outside the imperial study room, a group of familiar figures gradually approached.

"Eunuch Rong."

Rong Sheng turned his head, saw the person coming, raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then called out with a smile, "Miss Xia."

Xia Conglin moved her body slightly, revealing the basket behind her, and said with a smile: "The emperor's cousin is tired late at night, I will bring some food to the emperor's cousin."

"This..." Rong Sheng was in a dilemma.

Xia Conglin continued: "Over the past two days, during the daytime, my father-in-law always said that the emperor's cousin was discussing political affairs with the courtiers, and he had no time to spare. Now that it's late at night, those courtiers must have left at last."

Rong Sheng smiled mischievously, "This, this..."

Xia Conglin turned her eyebrows, thought for a while, and said: "Well, since the emperor's cousin is busy, I don't want to disturb you rashly. Why don't Eunuch Rong deliver the basket for me? If the emperor's cousin stays, it's considered a good idea." A piece of my mind."

"So, that's fine." Rong Sheng really couldn't think of anything to say no to, so he had to choose to accept it.

Looking at Rong Sheng's leaving back, Xia Conglin sighed secretly. She almost came back these few days, but every time she returned without success, she just didn't know whether the emperor's cousin was really busy or didn't want to see her.

Worried, he saw Rong Sheng come out again, still holding her basket in his hand, he smiled embarrassedly, "Miss Xia, the emperor said that he is not in a hurry to eat right now, so..."

Xia Conglin's lips were pale and her mind was in a trance. After a while, she forced herself to smile and said, "In that case, then I will..."

At this moment, the laughter of the man and the woman suddenly came from inside.

If she heard it right, it was clearly the Queen's voice.