The princess is coquettish and coquettish, conquering the emperor's master

For a few more days...

Xiao Yan never appeared in front of Meng Qing...

She was so angry that she threw out all the newly presented memorials.

Yun He came in with a tray, saw the mess on the ground, and asked in puzzlement, "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you? Who made you so angry?"

Since she became the emperor, her temper has gradually grown.

"Where did Xiao Yan go?"

"It's cold in the spring, Tai Tuo must have caught the wind and cold, so he didn't come to the morning court?"

"Fenghan?" Meng Qing laughed angrily, "I think he is avoiding me on purpose!"

"How about that?"

Meng Qing paced back and forth with arms crossed, "Go, invite him to me, and I have to carry him here!"

"Yes."

Yun He put down the teacup on the tray and blessed Fu Li.

Just got to the door.

"and many more!"

Yun He stopped walking and turned his head, "What other orders does the Emperor have?"

"Go and call an imperial physician... No, ten! Go to the Xiao Mansion to see if he is dead or not!"

"As ordered."

Meng Qing was so angry that her chest heaved up and down, and she didn't slow down for a long time.

Xiao Yan, if you tell him not to come, he really won't come!
You're really angry with her, aren't you?
It was not until evening that the imperial physician who had been called out came back.

Meng Qing was so angry that her liver hurt.

She questioned: "Is the emperor dead?"

The imperial physicians knelt on the ground, trembling all over, not daring to speak.

Qin Anmin straightened his back, "Going back to the emperor, the emperor is still heaving a sigh of relief, there is no serious problem now."

"No serious problem? Then let him come into the palace, I have something to discuss with him."

"I'm afraid...it's not right."

"Why not?"

"The emperor is too sick to get out of bed now."

As soon as these words came out, several imperial physicians around looked at Qin Anmin with strange eyes.

Obediently, this is the crime of deceiving the emperor!
Qin Anmin dared to say it.

Meng Qing pondered for a while.

"Emperor Master, is he really so sick?"

"Yes."

She stood up quickly and said, "Then I'll go and see him."

Qin Anmin hastily stopped him.

"The emperor can't!"

"What are you doing to stop me?"

"The emperor's teacher is seriously ill now, and he can't get down from the couch. It's not suitable to see the wind and people, and I'm afraid he will have to rest."

Meng Qing is skeptical.

She glanced at the foggy sky outside, thinking that he probably didn't want to see her.

"Since that's the case, then you should retreat."

The imperial physicians got up one after another, straightened their skirts, and then left the hall.

Seeing her hesitating, Lingyu said, "Your majesty, why did you change your mind and stop seeing your lord?"

The ice crystal dragon and phoenix incense tower in the hall is burning Yujing incense, the fragrance is elegant and mellow, and the smell is addictive.

"He doesn't want to see me, so why do I want to get close to him?"

"But, isn't that why you want to keep a distance from him, Your Majesty? By doing so, your lord has fulfilled your wish."

Meng Qing frowned displeased.

"Forget it, if he doesn't come, I don't bother to look for him."

After finishing speaking, she returned to the dragon chair sullenly, and continued to correct the memorial.

……

Several days passed.

The spring rain came one after another, and it was cold and clammy.

Meng Qing hasn't been very active these few days, and she always feels that something is missing.

As soon as the dragon chariot came out of Ci'an Palace, a young eunuch bumped into him, the sedan chair shook suddenly, and almost turned over.

Meng Qing was terrified, and quickly clenched the handrail to keep her balance.

"You little eunuch, why don't you have eyes? You can see clearly that this is the holy car! What is the crime of colliding with the holy car? Do you still need to be taught?" Lingyu confirmed Meng Qing's safety, and went forward to scold that The little eunuch who knocked down.

Seeing that he bumped into the holy car, Rong Shi hurriedly got into a kneeling position and kowtowed to pray.

"Damn the slave, damn the slave! Your Majesty, the slave didn't do it on purpose. The slave was in a hurry to do what the manager told him to do. He ran into the emperor because he didn't have eyes for a while, and begged the emperor to spare his life—"

Lingyu frowned, "Come here, pull him down for me and hand him over to the Siwu Bureau."

"Yes!"

Several guards behind Meng Qing stepped forward to set up Rong Shi, and made way for Sheng Jia.

Just as the dragon chariot passed by, Meng Qing glanced at him impatiently and didn't pay much attention, but suddenly found that he looked like a person.

Her heart beat violently: "Stop the car!"

Ling Yu was at a loss for what to do.

The sedan chair was put down gently, and when she lazily turned her head to look at Rong, "raise your head."

Rong Shi was flattered and obediently looked up.

It was only now that Meng Qing could see his face clearly. He was clearly dressed in eunuch uniform, but his eyebrows were painted in ink, his lips were red and his teeth were white.

She held her pink cheeks, "What's your name?"

Rong Shi respectfully replied: "The slave's name is Rong Shi."

"Rong Shi, good name."

Ling Yu was in the circle, but he heard Meng Qing continue: "The punishment will be spared, and he will be transferred to the Jinluan Palace to serve."

Rong Shi was overwhelmed by the flattery, and the guards beside him also released him, allowing him to kneel down and thank him, "Thank you, Your Majesty, my slave, thank you for your grace, Your Majesty!"

"Let's go."

The sedan chair starts.

Meng Qing straightened her body, savoring the little eunuch's appearance carefully, her brows and eyes looked half like Shen Hanzhang, her lips looked like three parts, but they didn't look like her.

After all, she is a eunuch, so she can't ask for anything from others.

Stay until late at night.

After she finished correcting the notebook, Xiao Nanzi came in softly to light the lamp, holding a dragon stick, carefully.

Meng Qing was upset and said, "What are you doing here?"

Hearing the sound, Xiao Nanzi turned his head and said: "The servant came in to light the lamps for the emperor, and a few lamps in the hall went out."

"Come when it's time to change, you go down."

"what?"

"Any questions?"

"No, no..."

Xiao Nanzi backed out quickly, and came in tremblingly in just a cup of tea.

Meng Qing supported her head, feeling a little tired, when she saw Rong Shi she stood under the jade steps and lit the lamp, her cautious look was quite interesting.

She said: "You come up."

Rong Shi slowly climbed up the jade steps with a candlestick in his hands and stood in front of Meng Qing with anxiety.

His voice trembled slightly: "What is the emperor's order?"

Meng Qing stretched out his hand to pick up Rongshi's chin with great interest, his chin was as smooth and delicate as an egg, he didn't look like a eunuch.

When she looked at Rong.

"It really looks like him..."

Rong Shi stared into her eyes, eyebrows like Yuan Shandai, eyes like spring eyes, dressed in dragon robes, with a high status, and he also had three expectations in his heart.

"The emperor said who does this slave look like..."

"An old friend."

Rong Shi murmured in his heart, what kind of old man was it that saved his life?

She withdrew her fingertips, "Forget it, go down, you don't need to light the lamp."

Rong Shi hesitated and said: "Yes, the slave will leave."

Meng Qing rubbed her fingertips, looked at Rong Shi's back with deep eyes, revealing a trace of coolness.

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

After she washed up and went to bed, she fell asleep.

But a quarter of an hour later, she faintly felt something climbed onto her bed.

He secretly lifted off her golden woven quilt, trying to undress her.

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