Leader Lan Palace
Chapter 598 Volume 2 115 Face Slap
Chapter 598: Slap in the face (115 more)
The first month of the tenth year of Qianlong was destined to be an impossible time for the women in the harem.
During these days, the emperor had too many people to mourn, celebrate, and appease, so Wanxi just sat quietly under the window, looking at the bottom files of the Yongshou Palace that Xianchun sorted out for her, not expecting the emperor to come over.
In the past few days, her mind was chaotic like thoughts, she couldn't help being sleepy looking at it, so she lowered her eyes.
Mao Tuan'er hurriedly gestured outside, but she didn't see it.When Xianchun came into the house to report, the emperor had already stepped into the threshold by himself.
The emperor stopped Xianchun, and looked at her with a smile, who could fall asleep with her chin propped up under the lamp.
Xianchun bowed and left, and closed the door of the Nuan Pavilion.
The emperor tiptoed over, picked up Wanxi, like a child who was tired from playing, carefully sent her to the bed, and pulled the quilt for her.
She was not awakened.
The emperor smiled and went to the south window to look at the account book she was facing on the Kang table.There are also flower notes outside the account books, which are all made by herself.They used the petals that fell from the palace in the summer, the flowers of vegetables and vegetables that she had grown by herself, and the flowers and plants that he had collected in the grasslands and outside the pass during his east tour.
These petals are mixed into the pulp made of crushed and boiled mulberry bark, and then a thin layer of pulp is filtered out with a fine paper sieve, spread out to dry, and then made into homemade flower notes.
It is lonely in the palace, but she is the best at finding things to do for herself, so every day is so fulfilling and interesting.
He stared at the paper with a smile, there were handwritings written by her when her mind wandered, and some were even just strokes.
She wrote many "orders".
Those few strokes seem to be messy, and it is impossible to tell what words are to be written.But he could recognize that what she actually wanted to write was not words, she just used those strokes to replace numbers.He counted, and on one piece of paper it was six; on the other it was three.
His thin lips curled up slightly.
He knew what was lingering in her heart.
.
Letting go of his worries, he tiptoed onto the kang, patted her to sleep with one hand, and casually grabbed a book she put on the kangqin with the other to read.
Wanxi had a dream, in which she came home again, and fell asleep in the flower field just like when she was a child.There are naughty butterflies flying around her, landing on her face and body from time to time.
She couldn't sleep well, so she reached out and waved her hand angrily.Unexpectedly, there was a crisp sound of "pop".
She sat up all of a sudden, and looked around stupidly.I thought to myself how light that butterfly is, how could it make a "pop" sound?
In the end, when she woke up and saw what was being hit in front of her eyes...she really wanted to hit her head to death.
It turned out to be the emperor, holding his cheek aggrievedly in front of her.
Wanxi also didn't care about sleeping, and quickly turned into a kneeling position on the kang: "Master... Could it be that the servant just slapped your face just now?"
Seeing that she was really frightened, the emperor laughed loudly and let go.
His long eyes raised lightly, and he gave her a blank look: "How is it possible?! Master is good at bowing horses anyway, if his face is covered all over by you in your sleep, then you really don't have to live~"
Wanxi was about to cry: "Then that noise just now...?
The emperor's long eyebrows raised leisurely: "You hit my master's hand." He also made a gesture of two slaps, which was exactly the sound of "pa".
Only then did Wan Xi breathe a sigh of relief, and couldn't help complaining: "Why didn't you wake me up when Master came?"
Only then did he put down the scroll in his hand: "How fun would it be to wake you up, so I won't be able to read the secrets in your heart!"
(End of this chapter)
The first month of the tenth year of Qianlong was destined to be an impossible time for the women in the harem.
During these days, the emperor had too many people to mourn, celebrate, and appease, so Wanxi just sat quietly under the window, looking at the bottom files of the Yongshou Palace that Xianchun sorted out for her, not expecting the emperor to come over.
In the past few days, her mind was chaotic like thoughts, she couldn't help being sleepy looking at it, so she lowered her eyes.
Mao Tuan'er hurriedly gestured outside, but she didn't see it.When Xianchun came into the house to report, the emperor had already stepped into the threshold by himself.
The emperor stopped Xianchun, and looked at her with a smile, who could fall asleep with her chin propped up under the lamp.
Xianchun bowed and left, and closed the door of the Nuan Pavilion.
The emperor tiptoed over, picked up Wanxi, like a child who was tired from playing, carefully sent her to the bed, and pulled the quilt for her.
She was not awakened.
The emperor smiled and went to the south window to look at the account book she was facing on the Kang table.There are also flower notes outside the account books, which are all made by herself.They used the petals that fell from the palace in the summer, the flowers of vegetables and vegetables that she had grown by herself, and the flowers and plants that he had collected in the grasslands and outside the pass during his east tour.
These petals are mixed into the pulp made of crushed and boiled mulberry bark, and then a thin layer of pulp is filtered out with a fine paper sieve, spread out to dry, and then made into homemade flower notes.
It is lonely in the palace, but she is the best at finding things to do for herself, so every day is so fulfilling and interesting.
He stared at the paper with a smile, there were handwritings written by her when her mind wandered, and some were even just strokes.
She wrote many "orders".
Those few strokes seem to be messy, and it is impossible to tell what words are to be written.But he could recognize that what she actually wanted to write was not words, she just used those strokes to replace numbers.He counted, and on one piece of paper it was six; on the other it was three.
His thin lips curled up slightly.
He knew what was lingering in her heart.
.
Letting go of his worries, he tiptoed onto the kang, patted her to sleep with one hand, and casually grabbed a book she put on the kangqin with the other to read.
Wanxi had a dream, in which she came home again, and fell asleep in the flower field just like when she was a child.There are naughty butterflies flying around her, landing on her face and body from time to time.
She couldn't sleep well, so she reached out and waved her hand angrily.Unexpectedly, there was a crisp sound of "pop".
She sat up all of a sudden, and looked around stupidly.I thought to myself how light that butterfly is, how could it make a "pop" sound?
In the end, when she woke up and saw what was being hit in front of her eyes...she really wanted to hit her head to death.
It turned out to be the emperor, holding his cheek aggrievedly in front of her.
Wanxi also didn't care about sleeping, and quickly turned into a kneeling position on the kang: "Master... Could it be that the servant just slapped your face just now?"
Seeing that she was really frightened, the emperor laughed loudly and let go.
His long eyes raised lightly, and he gave her a blank look: "How is it possible?! Master is good at bowing horses anyway, if his face is covered all over by you in your sleep, then you really don't have to live~"
Wanxi was about to cry: "Then that noise just now...?
The emperor's long eyebrows raised leisurely: "You hit my master's hand." He also made a gesture of two slaps, which was exactly the sound of "pa".
Only then did Wan Xi breathe a sigh of relief, and couldn't help complaining: "Why didn't you wake me up when Master came?"
Only then did he put down the scroll in his hand: "How fun would it be to wake you up, so I won't be able to read the secrets in your heart!"
(End of this chapter)
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