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Chapter 1964 [Shangxie] Rain in early summer

As he spoke, he picked up another teapot on the table and wanted to throw it on the ground, but before he could let go, he met a pair of emotionless eyes, and shivered, he tightened his grip on the teapot in his hand, and the inside of the pot was cold Tea poured slowly from the spout, leaving unsightly wet marks on the carpet.

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The vest was numb, and the old prime minister slowly put down the teapot in his hand, with a fake and stiff smile on his face,

"I'm sorry, my lord, the old minister got carried away for a while."

Changsun Qingzhao looked away, smiled slowly,
"It's understandable, the prime minister is too surprised."

He picked up the teapot and poured a glass of water into the cup, and said in the quiet sound of water,
"After all, no one would have thought that the emperor, who has been silent for five years and has almost been deposed, still has so many supporters in secret."

The prime minister nodded, and the anxiety in his eyes was almost overflowing.

He looked at the regent and asked impatiently,
"No one knows what the emperor has done secretly in the past five years. I thought that the world was a foregone conclusion as early as five years ago, but I didn't expect that there will be changes now. How is the prince going to deal with it? If he restores the government, no one can guarantee that he will regain power like this!"

Sun Qingzhao smiled,
"Since the emperor is in good health, it is inevitable to restore the government. As for more things, it still needs to be done slowly."

"The envoy of Jinliang will leave the capital tomorrow, so the prime minister should accompany me to accompany him."

Saying this, the Regent stood up.

No matter how anxious the prime minister was, he didn't dare to ask more questions, so he had to follow along with his heart full of anxiety.

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It is naturally not the Emperor Chiwei's turn to see off the envoy of Jinliang, even though he knows in his heart why the envoy, who is supposed to stay in the capital for five days before leaving, is leaving after only having a dinner in the palace up.

But so what?
The regent and the prime minister accompanied the emissary who had been angered at the palace banquet for a stroll down the street, had a chat, and had a meal, and politely sent him away from Shenjing the next day.

When he was leaving, the sky was just overcast. The regent was sitting on his horseback, his long hair was blown up by the wind. He squinted his eyes and looked at the distant convoy. There was a little smile in the corner of his mouth, and he said with a sigh,

"It looks like it's going to rain, I hope the envoy's trip will be safe."

The Prime Minister echoed absent-mindedly, obviously still anxious about the affairs of the court.

When the carriage disappeared from sight, Changsun Qingzhao grabbed the horse's belly, turned around and walked towards the city.

The sky was getting darker and darker behind him, and the imperial palace in the distance was reflected under a cloud of dark clouds, looking majestic and indifferent.

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In the evening, the sky really began to rain.

The rain in early summer was not piercing, and the slight coolness carried the smell of soil in the imperial garden and was blown across the curtain by the wind.

Xia Fuyi crouched drowsily on the chair by the window with his sword in his arms, while Chang Sun Chi was reading the scriptures behind the desk not far away.

The wind blew in from the window, bringing with it cold raindrops, before it even got close to him, it caused a suppressed cough.

After the first sound, he suddenly covered his mouth, but Xia Fuyi was still awakened, she opened her eyes and looked at Changsun Chi in a daze.

The emperor was covering his mouth and coughing, a few strands of black hair fell down from his hair crown and hung around his cheeks, making his face look paler. At this moment, there was some blush in the paleness due to coughing, and in the gradually drowsy The sky is slightly brighter, showing some strange beauty.

Xia Fuyi was immersed in it for a moment, then quickly came to his senses, turned around and closed the window, and when he was about to walk towards Changsun Chi, Lian Tang walked in even faster and put a thick cloak on him.

　I don't care, it's still noon before three o'clock_(:з」∠)_
　　
　
(End of this chapter)