The Salted Fish Empress Dotes on the Harem

Arriving at Lingyun Pavilion, one can see that the layout outside the main hall is very lively, in stark contrast to the empty palace roads outside the courtyard.There are blooming flowers in front of the windows and outside the eaves, colorful and fragrant. Although they are not very rare species, they are also refreshing.

At this time, the eunuch Su Quan was sitting in the shade on the steps, resting his head against the red lacquered pillars in the porch, it was extremely comfortable.

Except for Su Quan, there are no other servants in the hall, presumably they are serving in the house.

Seeing this, Han Mingde was about to yell, but was stopped by the emperor raising his hand.

However, the sound of their footsteps still alarmed Su Quan, who was dozing off.

As soon as Su Quan opened his eyes, he saw the emperor in dark blue uniform standing at the gate of the courtyard, looking around, with an interesting appearance, and Han Mingde behind him, whose face was as black as black charcoal. As soon as he went soft, he rolled down the steps and kowtowed again and again to apologize.

"The slave didn't know the emperor was coming, so he asked the emperor to forgive him!"

Shen Bochen didn't mean to be angry, but asked in a low voice: "What is your master doing?"

Su Quan knelt on the ground and replied tremblingly: "If you go back to the emperor, the master is copying scriptures!"

"Copy scriptures?"

Shen Bochen instantly remembered that Zhao Nuoqing was asked to copy books in Yangrong Hall that day. Her handwriting was really good, so he rewarded her with the Four Treasures of the Study.

The corners of his mouth raised slowly, he lifted his foot and walked into the house, and saw Zhao Nuoqing wearing a cool moon-white underwear on the collapsed kang, with a simple and elegant mahogany hairpin in his bun. The silk is attached to the earlobe to the cheek, adding a touch of charming, sexy but pure and pleasant color to it.

But seeing her sitting upright and earnestly copying something, the two court ladies studied ink and played a fan, neither of them spoke, but the atmosphere was indescribably harmonious, comfortable, quiet and peaceful, so that he felt a little embarrassed to disturb the scene in front of him.

Jin He was fanning his master, when he raised his head inadvertently, he saw the emperor standing at the door, he was startled, knelt down immediately, and shouted: "Your servant welcomes you!"

Zhao Nuoqing stopped writing, turned around, saw that it was really the emperor, hurriedly got off the kang and knelt down towards the emperor, "The concubine welcomes the emperor's sage! I didn't know that the emperor was coming, but I didn't go out to welcome him, so I ask the emperor to forgive me!"

Zhao Nuoqing frowned slightly, wondering why Su Quan didn't report?Her clothes were disheveled at this time, because she was afraid of the heat, she only wore an underwear, and her hair was not combed properly, it was really indecent!

Hearing the emperor's chuckle, he stepped forward to help her up.

"I walked around casually, and never thought of coming to your residence. Seeing the unique layout in your palace, I wanted to come and have a look. It was I who prevented the little eunuch from your place from reporting. Qing'er can't blame him! "

Zhao Nuoqing understood instantly, and hurriedly said: "The concubine wrote it down!"

After all, Jin Miao and Jin He were asked to wait on her to dress up, Shen Bochen said: "Don't bother, it's my sudden visit, since it's in my palace, just come as you feel comfortable!"

Hearing what the emperor said, Zhao Nuoqing had no choice but to say yes.

Served by Zhao Nuoqing, Shen Bochen took off his shoes and sat on the place where Zhao Nuoqing was sitting just now, and asked knowingly, "What is Qing'er doing?"

Zhao Nuoqing frowned slightly, raised his eyes to look at the emperor, and thought: The emperor should have come from Fu Meiren, now the emperor has lost his child, he should be very heartbroken, but at this time the emperor doesn't seem to have the slightest intention of being sad, Instead, he still chatted and joked with her, is it really "the most ruthless emperor's family"?

She cautiously replied: "The concubine is... copying scriptures!"

"What did you copy?" the emperor said while picking up the half-copied scriptures in front of Zhao Nuoqing, when he saw the contents clearly, his face suddenly changed.

"Ksitigarbha Sutra..." he murmured.

Zhao Nuoqing lowered her head nervously, not daring to look directly at the emperor. At this time, the emperor should be the last thing to mention about the stillborn fetus in Fu Meiren's womb. Thinking about the emperor will inevitably feel unhappy.

She was feeling uneasy and didn't know how to explain it, so she heard the emperor's gentle voice from above her head.

"Is Qing'er saving Fu Meiren's unborn child? I have a heart!"

Zhao Nuoqing raised his head, and saw that the emperor's eyes seemed to be reddish, and he stared at her handwriting sadly, but only for a moment, the emperor returned to his previous cold and stern expression, and the sadness in his eyes no longer existed.

But seeing that he had put the scripture back to its original place, Zhao Nuoqing hurriedly called Jin Miao and Jin He to clean up the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the kang table, but the emperor stopped him.

"Keep copying, and make a copy for me too! Send it to Putuo Temple and burn it!"

Now that the emperor had spoken, Zhao Nuoqing had no choice but to continue copying the scriptures. At this time, Jinhe brought a cup of refreshing green plum soup from the outside and handed it to the emperor.

The emperor took a sip, and saw a black and white tabby cat swaying in from the outside with a graceful figure, walked to the edge, and glanced at the emperor beside him, but he was not the least bit afraid He jumped onto the kang instead, leaning against Zhao Nuoqing's legs and lazily licking his hair.

Seeing this, Shen Bochen smiled and said, "You have raised it very well!"

Zhao Nuoqing stopped writing, raised his hand to stroke Fu Bao's soft hair, and looked up at the emperor.

"I would also like to thank the emperor for this gift to my concubine. Fubao is very cute and never runs out of the Lingyun Pavilion. Every day, my concubine greets the queen to come back, and it squats at the threshold waiting for my concubine! Let the concubines feel the companionship of relatives! Every time I touch its hair, the concubines feel as if there is nothing to worry about in this world, do you want to try it, Your Majesty?"

Shen Bochen raised his eyebrows slowly, and said in disbelief: "Is it really so magical?"

Zhao Nuoqing nodded, hugged Fu Bao, who was licking his hair, close to the emperor, and stuffed it into his arms involuntarily.

And Fu Bao also seemed to like the smell of the emperor, wrinkled his nose, sniffed and rubbed on the emperor, meowed, found a comfortable position and lay down again.

Shen Bochen raised his hand and stroked Fu Bao's hair. Sure enough, his hand was dense and full of touch, and the kitten was actually purring comfortably in its throat. The sound seemed to have a miraculous effect of healing the soul. He suddenly I felt my body and mind softened, and my restless mood gradually eased down.

"Sure enough, it has a miraculous effect!"

Zhao Nuoqing smiled, turned around and went back to copy the scriptures.

The pear wood incense burning in the house rose slowly in the incense burner, and the quiet and elegant fragrance made people feel refreshed. The emperor leaned on the cushion, holding the cat in his hand, but his eyes were always on Zhao Nuoqing, who was copying the scriptures carefully. , he felt as if he was the most ordinary man in the Jokhang Kingdom, with his loving wife by his side, without any troubles.

And Zhao Nuoqing in front of him seemed to be another kitten with a miraculous soothing effect, just looking at her there, he felt peaceful in his heart.

Shen Bochen slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and said in his heart: Unexpectedly, he could feel it in such an ordinary day!

If one day, he could put aside everything in the court and live the life of an ordinary person, how great would it be?