Shen Xiyao took the tea and stared at me for a long time before saying: "I am very pleased that Weier is so considerate." He thought for a while and said, "I suddenly miss the potato stew that Weier made for me."

I was surprised. I made it when I was in Huangjia Village. There was nothing in the countryside. The four dishes that day were all very simple and crude. It’s not like a tomato paste in the palace has dozens of processes, and the auxiliary materials are even more. It is a hundred times more than eggplant.

Suddenly I understood the meaning of his words, and immediately smiled and said, "Surely the concubine prepares lunch for the emperor today." I pointed my index finger on his lips, "It's just four dishes and one soup, the emperor shouldn't be too simple. ."

Shen Xiyao's smile is like a gentle breeze: "It's good that Weier makes pickles."

I turned around and walked to the door, then looked back and smiled: "The emperor wants to eat pickled vegetables, but his concubines really can't do it."

When I walked out, I heard Zhang Dehai whisper to Shen Xiyao: "Didn't the emperor say that today's lunch is used in Changchun Palace."

Shen Xiyao said in surprise: "Really? Then you go to spread the word, I can't pass."

Washing hands and making soup for the beloved is a woman's greatest happiness. If it is to use his power to accomplish the purpose in his heart, and he is afraid that he can do anything, how can he talk about a meal? He is my husband, but not my beloved.

When cutting vegetables, I inevitably feel sad for myself. I am no longer the Ling Xuewei that I used to be. I take off the identity of Xie Niang. I must be the same as the concubine who has been immersed in the harem for many years.

His chest seemed to be tightened by a thick rope, the corners of his eyes were slightly sour, and a drop of tears fell into the steaming pot. This tear was for the dead Ling Xuewei.

The dishes are very simple and will be ready in less than half an hour. Stewed beef with potatoes, mushrooms and cabbage, dried duck, miscellaneous mushrooms, and a soup of sour bamboo shoots with duck skin. Packed in the simplest blue and white porcelain dishes, it is simple.

"The emperor, it's done." I personally took the soup bowl in and lifted the lid, and the duck soup gradually whitened out, full of delicious flavors. Looking up at Shen Xiyao, he was surprised to find that he had changed into an evergreen ruyi concealed cotton gown, which looked like an ordinary son of a family, and was very close.

"This soup used to use chicken skins. Today, when my concubine saw ducks, she made it with duck skin and duck breast. The emperor tasted it." I served a bowl to Shen Xiyao: "The emperor has a poor appetite recently. This soup is moderately hot and sour. The appetizer is the best." I took another bowl of fragrant rice, showing some worrying color on the surface: "It's just a bit spicy."

Shen Xiyao drank half a bowl before I finished saying, "Very good." His eyes were filled with satisfaction, and then he picked up other dishes and tasted them with interest, and nodded.

"Let's eat together." Shen Xiyao pulled me to sit down. I didn't refuse, but arranged for him carefully.

"No wine?" Shen Xiyao asked.

I shook my head: "The emperor still has to deal with state affairs in the afternoon, and drinking alcohol hurts his body, so I don't want this meal."

Shen Xiyao laughed heartily: "What a strict housekeeper."

He used the folk's name for his wife. I saw that he had changed into casual clothes. The sapphire crown on his head was not as dazzling as a golden crown, which gave people a warm color. For a moment, I felt that this was not Kunning Palace, he was not the emperor and I was not the queen. It was just an ordinary couple living a simple and happy life.

If he is not the emperor, I won't have those pains; if he is not the emperor, I don't have to try my best to cater to him; if he is not the emperor, maybe I will love him with all my heart.

But his identity cannot be changed.

After lunch, Shen Xiyao went straight to the Imperial Study Room. I thought that he had agreed to Yi Zhaorong to have lunch and changed his mind temporarily. I was afraid that dinner would be over. Sure enough, when I took a nap, the little **** from the Hall of Cultivation of the Heart came to speak quietly, but the emperor turned over the sign of Yi Zhaorong and would not come to Kunning Palace at night.

The news was from Huiju when I woke up. At that time, I was being served by the purple cherry, putting on a high-waisted skirt of eight-fold brocade with smoky painted mountains and rivers, covered with a layer of gold, light silver and gray silk, and took the lotus leaf mandarin duck silver hairpin to be inserted in the circle. Updo. Huiju walked in and stopped talking, and I said to Zi Ying who was looking for accessories from her makeup box: "You go and see if the purple rice soup in the small kitchen is ready, I want to use a little."

Ziying gave a "No" to prepare, and then I said again: "If you are ready, don't sprinkle snow candy and put acacia nectar on it."

Ziying smiled and said, "Honey is only effective when the porridge is warmed up, and the mother is afraid to wait a moment."

"It doesn't matter." I waved my hand: "Go."

Huiju found a pair of Capricorn lotus leaf earrings from the makeup box and put them on for me. On the other hand, she said: "Manny, just now Fusheng came and said that the emperor turned over the Yi Zhaorong brand."

Fusheng is a young **** in the Hall of Nourishing the Heart. After returning to Kunning Palace, he used to be close to her through her fellow villagers. I knew that he was looking for a backer and a future, so I asked Huiju to take the boat along the way and ask him to inquire about things in the temple of Yangxin.

"So early?" I threw my eyebrows into the mirror: "Ms. Zhang sent him?"

"No, he came quietly by himself." Hui Ju paused: "He said that when the emperor approved the memorial, Mr. Zhang brought a lotus leaf sweet soup, and said it was sent by Yi Zhao."

I nodded.

Hui Ju continued: "The emperor took a sip and said it was good. Manager Zhang also said that Yi Zhaorong had stopped waiting for the emperor to be too hungry and had no use for lunch. The emperor ordered to go to Changchun Palace in the evening."

I traced my eyebrows with Luozidai, and carefully contoured along the upper eyelids with fine sheep's hair. The eyes in the mirror were suddenly charming and charming, and I looked forward to radiance.

"What do you think?" I put a string of colorful tourmaline bracelets on my wrist. This is the only bright color in this dress, but it is hidden in the wide sleeves.

"Mr. Zhang is not a talkative person. This is obviously to beg for Yi Zhaorong." Hui Ju said indifferently: "It's just that the mother used to treat him badly, why did he do this?"

"Huiju, besides the palace, which concubine is the most favored in the palace?" I asked with a smile.

"Naturally, Yi Zhaorong." Huiju replied: "He is pregnant with the concubine, and the emperor is a long-lasting favor of her, so it is not the most favored. Concubine Liu has a little princess, but the emperor It seems to have faded to her in recent years. Other concubines can't compare with Yi Zhaorong."

"Yeah, Director Zhang is a smart man." I handed a small box to Huiju's hands: "I am a queen. I need to be generous. I need to let the rain and dew in the harem be covered. So he will not offend me when he speaks for Yi Zhaorong. , But he has an extra layer of protection." I lowered my crow-wing eyelashes slightly: "What's more, I and the emperor are no longer when they were after all."

After I said this, I walked out, Huiju followed closely and looked at the box in her hand in confusion.

"Since the emperor won't come tonight, my palace will go to see an old friend." I looked at the clear sky in the southwest with a gentle smile.

In the late spring, the flowers bloomed all over the fields but showed signs of decline. The daisies and petunias in front of the door of the Huanyi Bureau fluttered in the wind, showing a thriving scene. This is the easiest time for the clothing bureau. In spring, the clothes are thin and rarely can be washed in the evening. At this time, everyone can talk and laugh freely, and Zhiqiu will not interfere.

At this moment, from the half-opened door there was a cheerful laughter, twittering like a **** on a tree. I stood under the low gray wall and suddenly lost the courage to walk in.

"Hui Ju," I took the box from her hand, and hesitated for a moment: "You go in, find a maidservant named Xiao Rong, and tell her to come out."

"Niang Niang?" Hui Ju looked at the dilapidated palace walls around, and looked at me puzzled.

I shook my head: "You just say that the master is looking for Xiao Rong." I looked at her orange and purple two-tone lilac court lady's dress with butterfly flowers, and I knew she was a court lady of a high-ranking concubine. Zhiqiu would not dare to refuse.

"I'm waiting for you at Yanboting." I said and walked away. It's not that I don't want to go in, but that there is a faint worry in my heart. After all, it has been too long since peeping at Li Fei's birthday banquet to today.

The feather gauze curtain of Yanbo Pavilion was taken down somehow, and the nine-curved corridor leading to it was also cleaned. The camellia on both sides was replaced with snapdragons in bloom, peach-colored red jade, crimson evening shadows and white fresh snow were alternately placed. The flowers grew neatly, the height of the flowering branches was the same, the flowers bloomed neatly, and the flowers were bright and beautiful. And outside the Yanbo Pavilion, there is also a circle of pink, crimson, golden, yellow, rose red and other treasures of Madame Butterfly, sitting around it, as if you are in a sea of ​​snapdragon flowers, and the water of the West Lake behind you is dizzying. The days of the sky are as beautiful as silk, and the breath is sweet.

I gradually let go of my nervous heart, and opened the box in my hand. The top jade green bead earrings, ruby ​​bracelets, cat's eye fingers and delicate head and face jewelry made of gold glowed dazzlingly under the sun, each of which was worthwhile Even into. On the lower level is the handwriting of the queen who released her out of the palace, stamped with a phoenix seal, and she can leave the palace today. Xiao Rong had no relatives outside, so I asked my eldest brother to settle for her. A few days ago, my eldest brother sent news that he had asked his best friend, General Hangzhou, to accept her as a righteous daughter. He would marry a high school as his wife and concubine in the future, and he would not be bullied. This jewellery is my dowry for her, and on the day of her marriage in the future, I will also send a gift in the name of the queen.

I folded a handful of snapdragons, and when Xiao Rong came, I didn't need to go back to the clothing bureau, and Huiju would send it directly out of the palace to my eldest brother. I thought I was in a hurry and I should bring her a beautiful dress. Or, take her to Kunning Palace later? But it will expose my identity, which is not appropriate. Why not let Huiju take a set of my boudoir's dress, as if there is a light pink butterfly love flower right gusset that suits Xiao Rong's stature, and that delicate color also complements her youthful body and bud-like face. .