Cute Wife Divorce Husband: Black-bellied Prince and Little Dumb Concubine

Chapter 362
She turned her head and saw that Xiao Zijun had already copied a lot of paper, and now he picked up the book beside him and was reading.

She was thinking, to find a way to let Xiao Zijun meet Li Yunchu——

After a while, she coughed from time to time, and the air seemed a little choking.The Spring Festival Gala brought her a cup of tea and handed it to her, "Madam, moisten your throat." After serving water, she opened the window again.

Xiao Zijun finally put the book down, "Let Li Fuquan come over—"

Li Fuquan walked in, seeing the prince's appearance, he knew it was not good.

"What's going on with this charcoal?!"

"Returning to your lord, the prince of the Department of Internal Affairs said that each palace has a certain amount of charcoal every year, and this year's supply is particularly tight, because the winter hunting event is coming, so we need to store more in advance. And our Xiuwen Pavilion has never Example charcoal—"

Because King Jin seldom stays here, but these days he lives here all day long, just in time for winter heating, the extra expenses are not much for the Department of Internal Affairs, but the charcoal is not the best Smokeless charcoal.

Li Fuquan wanted to say more, but the prince stopped him with his hand, "Now go and regenerate a furnace of good charcoal for this prince, the sooner the better."

The tone is neither fast nor slow, but it makes people not to violate it.

"The servant obeys, let's do it!"

King Jin seldom got angry with these trivial life matters, and his face was livid at this time.

Seeing that Li Fuquan had left, Ning Qingwei stepped forward and said, "My lord, don't be angry. Although this charcoal is not the best, it can still be used. It's just that my throat feels uncomfortable recently. If Li Fuquan can go smoothly It's better to get the charcoal, if you can't get the prince, don't make trouble with him anymore."

"Now that the winter hunting is coming, it is natural to store charcoal for preparation. We are new to move in, and we may not be able to take care of all the places in the palace, so we can still make do with it."

Xiao Zijun narrowed his eyes slightly, and turned his head to look over, as if he was surprised by being so cautious.

When Qingyou thought that he would agree, King Jin said deeply: "I can make peace alone, but I can't make it when I'm with you."

There are many windy and snowy days in the north, and on the battlefield, there are often times when the ice and iron armor are frozen, and there is no charcoal stove, but this is not the case.

This is Xiuwen Pavilion, the residence of King Jin in the palace. He was always weak, but he had to live in the palace to copy scriptures every day.He can bear it, but the light body can't.

Seeing this, Ning Qingwei said: "My lord, why don't we go to Shuhua Palace to greet Concubine Shu, and warm up by the way."

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"My son greets mother and concubine—"

"My servant greets Concubine Shu—"

Concubine Shu on the imperial couch held a cat in her arms, with a lazy expression, "Get up, it's so late, it's considered intentional to come here to say hello."

Gently got up and looked around, sure enough Li Yunxi and Li Yunchu were both there tonight.

Concubine Shu talked to King Jin, and immediately invited Qingqing, Yunxi and the others to play chess with her, and only let Li Yunchu pour tea.

King Jin took the tea, slowly raised his head to look at Yun Chu, didn't say anything, seemed to feel that it was meaningless, Xiao Zijun walked out quietly after a while.

Then Li Yunchu saw Concubine Shu and the others playing chess, so naturally he would not miss the opportunity that Concubine Shu specially arranged, so he also walked out.

The night was cold, the wind was blowing in, and the lanterns in the promenade were blowing loudly.

The moonlight is like water, the ground is as clear as frost, and the shadows of people are clear and slanting.

Xiao Zijun walked alone under the shadow of the moon, tightened the cloak outside, thinking about the matter of winter hunting, suddenly a person appeared in front of him, in light clothes and white skirt, like a fairy under the moon, walking gracefully.

He understood that it was Li Yunchu, and it was so cold tonight, yet she came out without a shawl or cloak.

"Cousin, what are you thinking?" The voice was as gentle and clear as ever.

"It turned out to be Yunchu. It's so cold, you should go back quickly."

"It's okay, I'm just like my cousin, I just want to come out and get some air."

She followed, walked side by side with him, suddenly looked up at the starry sky, and sighed: "Except for this piece of sky, everything has changed. It's been seven years. Seven years ago, there was a small pavilion on the other side of this garden. Cousin, remember?"

Xiao Zijun stopped, there was indeed a pavilion in this garden seven years ago.

"There is indeed a pavilion."

Yun Chu smiled, "It's rare that my cousin still remembers. At that time, my cousin and Yun Chu were watching the stars in the pavilion. It was autumn night, and the garden was full of sweet-scented osmanthus, but there were too many mosquitoes. I still remember my cousin slapped me to death." A few mosquitoes."

Obviously it was a very warm memory, but now that Yun Chu said it again, Xiao Zijun felt that it had changed.

Although the Li Yunchu in front of her was still beautiful, she was no longer the Chuchu of the past.

Perhaps, Chu Chu has been buried in the bottom of my heart, or Chu Chu has been replaced by another person.

He hoped that the one standing beside him at this time was Qingqing.

Li Yunchu sneezed, hugging his shoulders with both hands, shivering from the cold.

Xiao Zijuan looked sideways, and finally took off the cloak and handed it to her, "Put it on, you are a little thin."

Not far away, Ning Qingyuan, who had just walked out, saw this scene, and her hand holding onto the pillar involuntarily slipped down.

Maybe, I shouldn't have proposed to come to Shuhua Palace tonight, and I expected that Concubine Shu would deliberately separate me and Xiao Zijun, but gave them a chance to be alone.

But what does that matter, what is yours is yours after all.If Xiao Zijun really still thinks about his old relationship with Li Yunchu, how can he stop him?
After some self-consolation, her heart was still very sad.Xiao Zijun, do you remember what you said to me?

"I have nothing but pity for her now."

"If you don't like it, why don't I see her?"

Xiao Yu, you know I don't like it, but you still meet her.

Clenching her fists slowly, her nails dug into the flesh of her palm, she said to herself in her heart: Ning Qingqing, you can't back down anymore!

……

Xiao Zijun on this side didn't notice at all and was behind.

Li Yunchu wrapped himself in a cloak, and his heart immediately warmed up a lot. He looked at Xiao Zijun again with a smile in his eyes.

"Cousin has been doing business smoothly recently?"

"It's okay." Xiao Zijun paused and asked her, "How are you?"

"Because my parents are old and miss me, Yun Chu came to stay for a short time, and maybe I will go back after the winter hunting." After she finished speaking, she deliberately looked at Xiao Zijun's expression, as if hoping to see some regrets, or perhaps He can keep it.

"No matter what, after Mr. Li moved to the capital, he is closer to you than before. You can often stay in Beijing for a while."

"Can I?" she asked back.

Xiao Zijun sensed her implication, and said, "The cold is getting worse, you should go back."

Li Yunchu sighed, "Cousin, do you still remember that poem?"

"The crows live in the white trees in the courtyard, and the sweet-scented osmanthus is wet with cold dew.

Tonight, Yueming people are looking forward to it, and I don't know whose family Qiu Si will fall. "

Xiao Zijun smiled lightly, "It's a pity that the cold and windy wind is not suitable for the occasion."

It's almost winter solstice now.

"It's not about the season, it's just that my cousin doesn't remember." She said in a sad and lonely tone.

"If it's not about the season and it's the same night, I'll remember another song—"

(End of this chapter)