Leader Lan Palace

Chapter 1227 Three volumes 338 (1 more)
Wanxi got down to put on her shoes, and when she turned around, her fingertips still subconsciously slid across the folds of the quilt.

The bedding was sticky and wrinkled, bearing the sweat and twists of last night.

It was all too real.

Wanxi couldn't help frowning, and asked Yuhan: "...was the emperor here last night?"

Yuhan held her breath and stood still, her cheeks flushed again, but she still shook her head resolutely: "No."

As if she was afraid that Wanxi would not believe it, she added another sentence: "Master, why did you forget that Sun Yuqing from the Hall of Mental Cultivation didn't talk back and forth last night, saying that the emperor had an 'evening meeting' with Mr. Regarding the matter of Jinchuan, are you going to sue Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor for the matter of Pingda Jinchuan?"

Wanxi also nodded: "I remember."

Only then did Yuhan quietly breathe a sigh of relief: "The emperor is busy with such an important matter until late at night, and I'm afraid he won't be able to finish it. How could he give up on such an important matter and suddenly come to our palace in the middle of the night?"

Wanxi thought it was reasonable, so she put away her selfish distractions.

This made him even more determined to go to the Buddhist hall to kneel down and chant sutras, feeling more and more sorry for the emperor...

That broken dream last night was really disturbing.
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In such an early morning, Concubine Shu in Yikun Palace also woke up early.

She didn't sleep well last night either.

Cheng Jue hastily wrung out a warm towel to help Concubine Shu cleanse and apply her face, but then immediately changed to the coldest well water, changed another towel, and twisted it for Concubine Shu to apply on her eyes.

"Master, didn't you sleep well last night? Your eyes are swollen this morning, and your eye circles are also dark."

Concubine Shu felt more comfortable with the cold towel over her eyes.Xu Xu said: "...Last night, I always thought that the emperor would turn over my brand."

Cheng Jue's heart sank slightly, and he hurriedly persuaded in a low voice: "Master, why should you be in such a hurry? After all, the master's good days are coming, even if there was no last night, there will always be tomorrow."

"But didn't you see that the emperor was so kind and gentle to me yesterday. I couldn't help but have extravagant thoughts, always thinking that the good days would come sooner, sooner, so that my eight years of loneliness could be relieved." It’s a waste of time.”

Cheng Jue held back his sighs, and could only persuade: "It will definitely come. If the master is more patient, everything will come."
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How could Fu Heng also be able to sleep this night?

The emperor left after saying the word "jealous".Although Fu Heng believed in his heart that the emperor would not be willing to do something to Jiu'er, but... he was not in front of him after all, and he couldn't see what happened to Jiu'er with his own eyes after all, so he tossed and turned all night, unable to close his eyes.

Jiu Fujin felt it, and couldn't help stretching out his hand to gently hold Fu Heng's hand: "What's wrong with Master Jiu? But something is going on in the court, and Master Jiu is upset?"

As soon as Lord Jiu came back from Dajinchuan, the emperor gave him such grace, and quickly put all the government affairs on the shoulders of Lord Jiu.After all, Master Jiu is only 28 years old at the moment, such a heavy burden is difficult for Master Jiu to digest for a while.

Fu Heng rubbed the center of his brows, and complied.

I can't let Lan Pei know that until now, the person he can't let go of is still Jiu'er.

"And this new house, new bed... I can't sleep at all."

Fu Heng simply put on his clothes and got up, "Go to sleep, I'll go to the study. The Luohan couch in the study was moved from the old house, I'll go lie down for a while."

Lan Pei hurriedly got up with Pi Yi, and looked at his back: "Jiuye, should I go with you? At least I can help Jiuye pinch his forehead."

But Fu Heng went out on his own, leaving only his voice on the threshold: "No need, there are servants in the study."

The sound of footsteps is still far away, imprinted into the pale white sky.

Lampe bowed his head.The slave in the study——Zhuanxiang?

(End of this chapter)