Leader Lan Palace

Chapter 1313 Three Volumes 426 Stamping a Seal (5 More)
Fu Heng finally went, Wanxi breathed a sigh of relief, told Mao Tuan'er to remove the curtain, got up and went to the desk by herself, and opened the printing box.

The matter of demotion was not actually carried out, so the emperor sent back the gold book and gold seal of the concubine's position a long time ago.Now the printed box is on the desk again.

She opened the seal box, but didn't look at the seal of the concubine, she just picked out the small seal of "Linghu Nine" on the white jade to see.

When I saw Xiao Yin'er, I thought of Zhao Yi; when I thought of Zhao Yi, I thought of Fox.

Wanxi smiled.

Footsteps sounded in the hall.

Wanxi thought it was Mao Tuan'er going back and forth, saying that Fu Heng and his wife had left, so she nodded without raising her eyes: "I see. You should prepare the sedan chair too, we have to meet the emperor too, run The garden is gone."

But nothing happened.

Wanxi raised her eyes in surprise and looked over, the one standing in front of her turned out to be the emperor.

Wanxi hurriedly got up, and said with a smile, "Why is Master here?"

Today is the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and the emperor is going to the Yuanmingyuan to watch lanterns, night banquets, and fire shows.At this moment, the emperor himself should be busy with these things, and then go to invite the empress dowager.

The emperor stood on the ground, glanced at her, and snorted: "I can't wait, and I can't come. I know that as soon as Xiao Jiu comes to see you in the palace, you forget the time! You always have something with him If you can't finish talking, how can you remember that I am waiting for you?"
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Look, here it goes again.

Wanxi smiled, stepped forward and hugged the emperor's arm, and shook gently: "Master said something stupid again. Today is the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and it is the day when the moon is full and people are full. Jiuye happened to be with Jiuye today. For the reunion of Fujin, the servant is naturally full of the emperor; even if he finds time to send the two of them to reunite, but in his heart, he is always anxious to finish the matter earlier, so that he can turn around and go to the emperor."

The corners of the emperor's lips curled up unconsciously, but he still had something to say: "Tell me! My master is clearly watching you and still sitting there thinking about it, and he is obviously not in a hurry to move away!"

Wanxi smiled, and suddenly raised her hand from behind and brought it in front of the emperor, slowly opening her palm as if showing off.

"Look, I'm reminiscing about this!"

In fact, the emperor had already seen it when he came in, so it was not surprising.Instead, she was amused by Wanxi's deliberate show off: "You are not in a hurry to go to Grandpa, what are you doing sitting and reminiscing about this?"

Wanxi raised her eyes delicately: "Because this is the imprint engraved by the master on the servant, the servant has to find a place to cover it! The servant finally stamped it just now, and finally lived up to the master's wishes."

The emperor snorted: "Where did you build it, show me."

As the emperor said, he walked over to the desk and flipped through the book: "This little seal, my master used it as a book collection seal for you. Is that book your new acquisition?"

Wanxi smiled, stepped forward and wrote the words "Zhao Yi Said Fox" on the paper, and then solemnly dipped the small seal with cinnabar ink pad and covered it.

The emperor couldn't help but spit at her with a smile: "Bah!"

Wanxi turned around and hugged the emperor, raised her head with a smile and said, "...Is this book well sealed by the servant?"

The emperor gave her a white look: "This book was collected by my grandfather a long time ago. You also met me in my study, why is it your turn to seal it now?"

Wanxi laughed: "Who said that the master didn't stamp the seal himself, then the slave will do it. Besides, this small seal was originally given by the master. If the slave seals it, it is equal to the master's seal. The slave is just using his hands After all, this seal represents the master's heart. If the master doesn't want to see the book, the servant can't see it; if the master doesn't like the person, how dare the slave put the seal on it?"

(End of this chapter)