Chunman Palace

Chapter 9
The man approached in the night, and there was a trace of surprise in his voice: "Oh? You are very smart, but I don't seem to have seen you before."

Lin Qingyu lowered her head even more, with a humble look: "Back to the emperor, on the day of the palace selection...the concubine remembered the emperor's voice, so I was able to recognize it."

The palace selection was nearly two months ago, and she hadn't met him during this period, yet she still remembered it so clearly.

Thinking of this, Xuan Yin couldn't help raising his eyebrows and asked: "I have never seen you so caring about me, are you...?"

Although only six people were successfully selected on the day of the palace selection, Xuan Yin really couldn't remember her name for a moment, but felt that her eyebrows and eyes seemed very familiar.

Lin Qingyu was not surprised by this.

There are many concubines in the harem, and promises of low status like Lin Qingyu are like stars in the sky. How could the emperor have an impression of her on the day of the palace election?

So she opened her mouth to break the silence, and introduced herself: "Please worry about the emperor, the concubine agrees to Lin."

Lin agreed?Oh, it turned out to be the timid girl who was like a bunny in the palace selection.

Seeing that she was still covering her face with a round fan, she asked curiously, "Why does Lin promise to keep covering her face?"

"Back to the emperor, my concubine's health is not good, and I'm afraid that the sickness will hurt the holy body." After Lin Qingyu finished speaking, she used a round fan to cover her eyes even more tightly.

When Lin Qingyu finished saying this, Lingqiao couldn't help but sweat for her master, you know, what she did was a crime of disrespect.

But these words came to Xuan Yin's ears, and it turned into another meaning: she knew that she was suffering from a chronic disease, and she missed the night to visit the Imperial Garden, and found such a lame reason, in fact, she was deliberately looking for a reason to approach him.

He stared at Lin Xu with interest, and said solemnly, "Raise your head."

The matter has come to this point, the emperor's golden mouth has been opened, she can't find any more reasons, and after a short answer of "yes", she slowly raised her head.

The moonlight was soft and diffused down like mist, and fell on Xuan Yin's sharp-edged face. The vine pattern carved between the collar of the black robe and the waist was faintly refracted into golden light, reflected in Xuan Yin's sharp eyes.

Lin Qingyu, on the other hand, was like a trembling little animal being stared at by a hunter, with a pair of watery autumn pupils swaying slightly, looking cautiously at the majestic and noble man in front of him.

Seeing her so delicate and pitiful appearance, Xuan Yin couldn't bear to be harsh to her for a while, so he calmed down, and raised the corner of his lips: "Don't be so polite, how many Liuying have you caught? Let me have a look."

"Not many." Lin Qingyu's eyes moved slightly, and he got up and asked Mo'er to hand over the sarong containing Liuying.

Xuan Yin leaned over slightly, looked at the sarong with his fingers hooked, snorted softly with his nose, and said: "This thing is made rough, not as translucent as silk, even if you catch a lot, it will be dull and boring." Said Come on, flick your sleeves.

Lin Qingyu didn't expect that as the Ninth Five-Year Master, he would be interested in these kinds of fun, and now he looks more like a handsome young man from an ordinary wealthy family.

Yes, the emperor is also a mortal after all, how could he not ask about human affairs.

She was no longer restrained in her heart, but replied calmly with a smile: "What the emperor said is that silk is precious, and my concubines don't want to waste it extravagantly because of their own desires. Moreover, the life of this firefly is like morning dew, and it can't last a night trapped in a sarong."

In ancient times, there were chiseled walls to steal light, and Nangying read at night. She didn't catch these for the sake of lighting.

Xuan Yin couldn't help wondering: "Then what's the use of catching these fireflies?"

Lin Qingyu looked at the fluorescent lights in the sarong, as if seeing the light, and said brightly in his eyes: "This is a game played in my hometown. When I was a child, my wife and elder sister often went to the stream to catch fireflies, but after catching them, they would play. put them together."

Xuan Yin was even more puzzled: "You mean, it's fun to catch these bugs?"

"Yes." Lin Qingyu replied with a slight smile.

Xuan Yin turned around and walked towards the flying fireflies, caught a few with ease, but found it boring, so he threw them back casually.

He stood up and said seriously: "Why don't I think so."

A person of high status and well-clothed and well-fed since he was a child would not understand the fun of commoners like them, so it is understandable for the emperor to be puzzled.

But, she couldn't answer like that.

Her brain was running fast, and she quickly thought of the answer: "This game is only interesting if you compare it. It's better to compare the concubine and the emperor to see who can catch more. The winner will get a prize."

Xuan Yin said with some disdain: "Award? I don't lack anything."

"The prize is not only an object, but also a thing for the winner, which is not limited."

Xuan Yin became interested for a while: "Okay, then tell me how to compare."

"Based on the time of half a stick of incense, if the concubine loses, he will find a more novel way to make the emperor happy next time. If the emperor loses, it will be the same." Lin Qingyu regretted it after finishing speaking.

She only thought about the rules of the game when she was a child, but she forgot how noble the person in front of her was, and she asked him so lightly, and she couldn't help feeling nervous again.

"Okay, let's start." After speaking, Xuan Yin prepared to catch Liu Ying.

Lin Qingyu looked at him with a little surprise, she didn't expect Xuan Yin to agree so readily, and she moved to his side with some wooden steps.

Soon she came back to her senses and said behind her back, "Lingqiao, Mo'er, come over and hold the lamp."

The two responded, each holding a lantern to help Lin Qingyu and Xuan Yin illuminate it.

Although Lin Qingyu is a woman, usually weak and dignified, but she often played this kind of game when she was a child, so she was very handy, covering one or two with one leaf; on the other hand, Xuan Yin, although he had never been exposed to this kind of game before, was nimble and agile. Not lost.

The two each caught a lot, seeing that Lin Qingyu would not give in, Xuan Yin moved a little faster, and after catching one side, ran to another place to catch it.

He soon began to sweat profusely, beads of sweat from the corners of his forehead ran down his cheeks to his neck, he couldn't help but stop, frowning and using a handkerchief to wipe off the sweat, his breathing became short of breath.

But this is Yanyue, and if he breathes too quickly, what he inhales is only hot air, which makes his mouth dry and tongue dry, and he sweats more profusely.

"Is the emperor feeling unwell?" Lin Qingyu saw that Xuan Yin's expression was wrong, and hurried forward to support him, "The emperor won this game. He also ordered Mo'er to help him to the pavilion not far away.

Seeing people with red faces and frowning brows, she knew it was caused by fear of heat. She had seen this kind of symptom before, and it should have come from the womb. Now it's hot, but it won't make people faint.

More like eating something by mistake.

Lin Qingyu thought for a while, took off the sachet on her body, and said: "Lingqiao, please go and ask the imperial physician to give me the five poisonous sachets of you and Mo'er."

Lingqiao had never seen such a scene before, she stumbled for a while before responding, handed out the sachet, and hurried to invite the imperial physician.

Lin Qingyu opened those sachets, flipped through them from the inside, and said with a sigh of relief: "It's still fresh..." Immediately squeezed out a few green leaves from the inside and stuck them on Xuan Yin's forehead and temples.

This is the fresh mint she asked for from the Ministry of Internal Affairs when she was making sachets. Fresh mint has a relieving effect on the heat, and the effect is better when exposed to water, but I don't know if it is useful for Xuan Yin's symptoms.

She took the round fan and waved the wind towards Xuan Yin, and said with concern: "Your Majesty, are you feeling better?"

Xuan Yin's whole body was dry and hot, and his mind was even more angry. Suddenly, he felt a cool and comfortable feeling on his forehead. A trace of cold air penetrated his whole body from the thing covering his forehead, and then he changed from dry and angry to a little obsessed and dizzy with some enjoyment. The brows are slightly relaxed.

In summer, he always fears heat and sweats more than ordinary people, but he doesn't know that this year is so severe, and it is only at this time that he feels that there is something that can make him feel pleasant and comfortable in summer.

He closed his eyes with some peace of mind, and when he woke up again, the imperial physician was checking his pulse. After asking, he found out that Lin Qingyu had already left when the imperial physician arrived.

He rarely felt regretful.

On the way back to the palace, Lin Qingyu was troubled.

To be honest, she didn't want to meet the emperor so early at first, maybe it was due to fate, she just met by such a coincidence, and said a lot.

A thought suddenly came to her mind, but was quickly dismissed by herself.

Among the newcomers who have not stood out, she has to try her best to hide her identity. If her humble existence is one step ahead of others, she may soon become the target of public criticism.

At that time, the newcomers will no longer want to make friends with her, and Concubine Min will regard her as a thorn in her side, the loss outweighs the gain.

No matter how outstanding the most respected man in the world is, she is still afraid when she wants to "share" with everyone.

Speechless all the way, when Lin Qingyu walked to the palace gate, her toes seemed to hit something hard and staggered a few steps, but luckily Lingqiao and Mo'er quickly supported her.

She lowered her head, but she saw a few pieces of gravel around her feet somehow, and heard a "click" sound of digging the soil, as if it came from behind the oleander. The color reveals a cold light from the flowers and leaves.

Seeing this, the three of them huddled together in fright and dared not speak out.

(End of this chapter)