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

If Xiao Yan is exposed, Lingyu herself will also be exposed, even if she can already make a rough guess.

Meng Qing sighed: "You go down first."

Lingyu hesitated and wanted to explain something to her, but when he saw her serious expression, he had to give up.

"Yes."

She retreated slowly.

It seems that this matter still has to be left to King Yong.

Thinking of this, Meng Qing sat back on the dragon chair, took out a piece of letter paper from the side, wiped it with a ruler, dipped the tip of the brush in ink, and started writing.

After writing a eloquent letter, I put it in an envelope and put it in the folder that was returned to King Meng Tingchuan of Yong.

It's not that she doesn't believe in him, but in her next life, she can't gamble with the country of Chu.

But who put this portrait here and what his intentions were, she would definitely find out.

……

In a blink of an eye, half a month has passed.

It’s early summer and the cicadas are chirping.

I vaguely remember last year’s day, I was probably on my way to Shu.

Some lychees were brought as tribute from the Tingzhou area. They were red-skinned and white-fleshed, with fresh and tender gravy, sweet and sour.

Meng Qing was lying on the beauty chair to enjoy the coolness. There was an ice mirror placed beside the couch. Once it was opened, an unstoppable cold air would rise up.

Xiao Nanzi operated the ceiling fan alone, pulling the rope connecting the fan leaves, and the whole room was cool.

Lingyu knelt aside and peeled lychees for Meng Qing.

"It's summer, Your Majesty, you are always greedy for cold food. If you eat too much, you may have a bad stomach. You may not know how to blame the slaves."

Meng Qing closed her eyes and fell asleep, resting her head with one hand.

In the summer, her clothes became cooler and cooler. The ministers had a rest today, so they also asked people to give lychees to them. Although the favored ministers could only get one or two, it was better than none.

The girl is wearing a crimson tulle and a chest-wrapped myrobalan skirt. There are nine-tailed red fox patterns on the sleeves at the skirt. She has a strand of green silk left in her bun. A pair of golden fox-patterned buns are simply pinned behind the ears, with tassels hanging down. To the shoulder.

"He is busy with household chores today and has no time to care about me, so you don't have to worry."

Meng Qing was not worried at all that Xiao Yan would blame her for this. Even if he did, in the end he was still soft-hearted and never blamed her again.

Lingyu peeled the lychee and put it to Meng Qing's mouth. The cold, sour and sweet feeling slid across the tip of her tongue.

Meng Qing untied it, took a few bites, and suddenly opened his eyes.

Lingyu was frightened by her.

"What's the matter, Your Majesty?"

She twisted the lychee between her fingertips, sat up cross-legged, and stared at the lychee in deep thought.

"This lychee can only be eaten in summer. In normal spring and autumn, let alone lychee, you can't even see the skin. How about I move the lychee tree from Tingzhou to Yujing?"

Lingyu was dumbfounded: "Your Majesty, moving this lychee tree to Yujing is not only a long journey, but also a waste of life and money. I'm afraid the lychee tree will wither in a few days."

"Then what should I do! I really like eating lychees!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a clear and gentle voice came from outside the hall.

"One lychee burns three fires. It can be seen that no matter how much the emperor likes it, he cannot eat more. If the mouth and tongue get sores by then, the ministers below will not be able to escape the blame."

"Master."

Lingyu and others stood up and gave blessings to show their respect.

Meng Qing looked back and saw that the man was still wearing a red official robe. His lips were red and his teeth were white in the summer. The Confucian scholars in Yujing were no more than this.

Xiao Yan nodded slightly: "Everyone, go down."

"Yes."

The maids surrounding Meng Qing bowed their heads and retreated, not daring to disturb the two of them again.

Meng Qing raised his eyebrows, "Why are you here? Isn't the household department busy?"

The man took a few steps forward and sat down on Meng Qing's soft and beautiful couch. He took off his black gauze hat inlaid with red agate and placed it aside.

"No, I will come into the palace to see you after I finish my work."

Meng Qing disliked his coming here, so he immediately sat down on her fragrant and soft couch, and became dissatisfied.

She stretched out her jade feet and stepped on the man's official robe.

"Did I let you sit here? Get down!"

After saying that, he kicked a few more times.Her kicks felt very light and did not hurt at all. Each kick looked like a small embroidered pillow.

Xiao Yan curled his lips, letting her be so delicate.

"I have been busy for several days and finally came to the palace to see you, and you treat me like this?" Xiao Yan held the girl's toes tightly and looked at every foot and inch of fair skin.

"What will I do to you?"

Xiao Yan played with her toes teasingly, "Look, Wei Chen is not even allowed to get on the bed."

When Meng Qing saw that he looked like a hungry wolf, she shrank her feet in fear. Unexpectedly, he held her tightly and it was not up to her to make the decision.

"Do you think you are worthy?"

Xiao Yan smiled slightly: "Wei Chen is not worthy, who is worthy?"

"..."

Meng Qing frowned.

He was very busy these days and could only see him in the morning. On weekdays, if he wanted to see him, he could only summon him.

Xiao Yan could also tell that she was unhappy, so he gently put down her tender little feet, grabbed her wrist, and pulled hard, and Meng Qing threw herself into his arms.

She was stunned for a moment at first, but when she realized what she was doing, she couldn't help but want to hit him.

"What do you want to do in broad daylight?"

Xiao Yan pinched her chin: "What do you think Wei Chen wants to do?"

"Go away! You dare to touch my face with the hand that held my feet. You fucking don't want to live anymore?!"

Her pupils dilated instantly and she put away the man's hand in disgust.

Xiao Yan felt something was wrong, so he took back his hand.

But does she dislike him?Or does she dislike her own feet?
He remained silent.

The two looked at each other in silence for a long time.

"There is a tax problem in Youzhou. I'm afraid Wei Chen will have to leave Beijing in a few days."

Thinking of this, he sighed.

Meng Qing was confused: "Why are you sighing?"

"I haven't seen you for just a few days and you are so angry and hard to calm down. What should I do if I go to Youzhou?"

"You mean you dislike me for being difficult to coax?"

Xiao Yan gritted his teeth.

This stinky girl!

"It seems that you are too idle. How about this, Wei Chen is away during this period, and Zhang Ge comes to give you lectures every day?"

Meng Qing was shocked and said: "Give me? Lecture?"

"Ah."

"No, no, no! Mr. Zhang Ge is so nagging that he won't be able to get down for three or four hours. Master, you'd better go in peace and don't worry about my schoolwork."

Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows and laughed.

"Don't you want to hear him lecture you?"

She shook her head quickly: "I don't want to!"

He took advantage of the victory and pursued it, "Then are you still angry with Wei Chen?"

Meng Qing was so angry that she fainted.

Isn’t it okay to be angry these days?

"You really..."

"Ok?"

"How could I be angry with you?"

Xiao Yan was then satisfied and began to explain what happened after he left Beijing.

"While Wei Chen is away, you have to take good care of yourself. You can eat as little as you like with these lychees. You are weak now. It's not good to eat too much. Do you understand?"

Meng Qing nodded obediently.

"understood."

"Also, I'll be here for at least two months, or at most three months, and I won't have time to take care of matters in Yujing. If you don't understand anything at the Ministry of Revenue, just ask Xing Gao, and he can answer it for you."