imperial coddle

Chapter 18 Reconciliation
In the early morning, Yan Qingjun woke up with the old habit of getting up and looked at the top of the tent in a daze for a while to recover. The first thing he did was to rush out of bed and climb into the bronze mirror of the dressing table to look into his eyes. I was relieved to see that there was nothing wrong with my eyes other than a little redness from not sleeping well.Suddenly thought of something, rushed to the door and opened the door, and saw that the outside was empty, only the passing maids were startled by Yan Qingjun's sudden opening of the door, and looked at Yan Qingjun blankly.

Yan Qingjun closed the door with an embarrassed "hehe...".

A court lady"...

Yan Qingjun climbed onto the bed and supported Xianba with his hands. It seemed that he was not dreaming last night, and all this was real.Ever since Nangong Lingchen really came to his room in the middle of the night to cover his eyes, and the guards must have been evacuated by him, suddenly Yan Qingjun thought of the kiss that Nangong Lingchen had when he was leaving, his cheeks flushed slightly, and Xiao When Juan opened the door and came in, she saw Yan Qingjun sitting on the bed stupidly, her cheeks flushed, thinking that Yan Qingjun had a cold.

In three or two steps, he rushed to the bed and touched Yan Qingjun's face with his hands, and then touched his own face. "It doesn't have a fever. Miss, what's the matter? You don't have a cold." Yan Qingjun came back to his senses and looked at Xiaojuan with one hand on his forehead and the other on her forehead, with a puzzled expression on his face.

Yan Qingjun calmly patted her hand away, "Your lady doesn't have a fever, don't touch it." Xiaojuan scratched her head in embarrassment, "Oh..."

Yan Qingjun couldn't laugh or cry, and soon Yan Qingjun combed his hair and put on his clothes, and sat down to eat breakfast when Gao Hai came in, Yan Qingjun glanced at Gao Hai and waited for his words, then picked up the chopsticks and prepared to eat early.Coming so early, it is obvious that he was ordered by someone to deliver something. "Miss Qingjun, go and see Your Majesty..."

Yan Qingjun's hand holding the chopsticks paused for a moment, and continued to eat his own. He didn't seem to care, but if you look carefully, you can see that the stiff hand has betrayed Yan Qingjun's thoughts. Gao Hai saw that Yan Qingjun didn't speak For a while, I couldn't figure out what Yan Qingjun meant.Gao Hai bit the bullet and spoke out. "Your Majesty drank a lot of wine last night. This morning, when the servant woke up His Majesty, he found that His Majesty had a high fever. Your Majesty was seriously injured, and the imperial doctor ordered you not to drink alcohol..."

As a smart person, he knows how to observe words and emotions, not to mention that Gao Hai is still following the people around Nangong Lingchen, so Gao Hai is very smart to say half of his words.What to do with the rest is up to Yan Qingjun himself.After Gao Hai finished speaking, he left the room.Leaving Yan Qingjun staring at the bowl with his chopsticks, Zao Zao didn't know what he was thinking.

In the following time, Yan Qingjun neither said to look at it nor said that he could not go, and did what he should do if he didn't respond.Xiaojuan looked at Yan Qingjun's expression of wanting to see but unable to save face, hesitating to speak.After a long time, Yan Qingjun finally made a decision, stood up abruptly and walked out, Xiaojuan hurriedly followed behind, and when he reached the door of Nangong Lingchen's room, Yan Qingjun hesitated when he raised one foot and was about to go in , just when Yan Qingjun was still thinking, Xiaojuan looked at her lady looking up at the sky so tangled and speechless, she really didn't know why, she was worried about staying in the room, she finally came here and didn't go in.

Xiaojuan walked to Yan Qingjun's side, and asked in a low voice, "Miss, do you want to go in..." Yan Qingjun, who was struggling, heard the words that Xiaojuan leaned into his ear, I was so scared that "ah..." when Yan Qingjun stood still, he found that he had already entered the room.Yan Qingjun scolded Xiaojuan fiercely in his heart. "Damn girl, you wait for me, I'm not finished with you, hum..." Yan Qingjun thought about what would happen if he went out now, so he raised his head to see if there was anyone, but just as he raised his head, he saw Nangong Ling Chen sat on the desk with a memorial in his hand and looked at her in astonishment. At this moment, Yan Qingjun felt that if there was a wall in front of him, he would bump into it without hesitation...

The two looked at each other, Yan Qingjun didn't know what to say for a while, Nangong Lingchen looked at her and didn't speak, rather than saying that he didn't speak, Nangong Lingchen didn't dare to speak, he was afraid that if he opened his mouth, the little girl would Tell yourself, she is not used to living in the palace and wants to return to the Grand Master's Mansion, what should I do in that case.It's hard to have such a cute little girl by my side so that I can feel alive.

After a long time, Yan Qingjun still spoke first, after all, he was the one who came to see him by himself, so he couldn't do anything about it. "Hehe... is brother Chen reviewing the memorials? There are so many memorials. That brother Chen hasn't had breakfast yet, right?" Yan Qingjun wanted to bite off his tongue after speaking, what the hell was he doing? Asking such a stupid question, "Oh my god... I'll be struck by lightning." The dejected Yan Qingjun scolded himself fiercely in his heart, bowing his head like a child who did something wrong,
Hearing the tone of Yan Qingjun's words, Nangong Lingchen was actually relieved, and his hanging heart also relaxed.Does she still want to talk to herself? Does it mean that she won't say that she is not angry anymore, and that she didn't call herself Your Majesty like last night, but called herself Brother Chen like before.Does it mean that she will not think about leaving her side anymore.Yan Qingjun looked at Nangong Lingchen but looked at himself without saying a word, thinking that he was still angry about what happened last night.Why? It's her who should be angry, right? What right does he have to be angry? It's obvious that he hurts himself inexplicably, and what's even worse is that he still shuts himself up. To myself this expression.

Yan Qingjun suddenly became angry, you don't want to see me, don't you, it's no big deal if I leave. "Your Majesty, I have no intention of disturbing you, so I will leave now," Yan Qingjun stood up and walked out. Nangong Lingchen knew that Yan Qingjun had misunderstood him, so he stood up from his chair and rushed to Yan Qingjun in two or three steps He hugged Yan Qingjun. "Qing'er, you are not angry anymore. I thought you were still angry, so..."

Yan Qingjun quickly realized that he must have thought that he came to tell him that he was going out of the palace.Yan Qingjun couldn't laugh or cry for a moment, Nangong Lingchen carried Yan Qingjun to the stool at the dining table and sat down, Yan Qingjun sat on his lap, Nangong Lingchen touched Yan Qingjun's hair time after time.Neither of them spoke, they sat quietly together enjoying the tranquility of this moment.

After Gao Hai watched, the two quietly went out to prepare food for Nangong Lingchen.Soon the maid came in with a lot of breakfast, Yan Qingjun thought of something, raised his head suddenly, and put his hand on Nangong Lingchen's forehead.After trying the temperature and putting it on his forehead, he found that it was no longer hot, so he felt relieved. In fact, Nangong Lingchen was not as serious as Gao Hai said, just a little hangover.Nangong Lingchen felt indescribably satisfied when he saw his little girl came back again, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, although the smile was not obvious, but Gao Hai, who had been with Nangong Lingchen all the year round, could still feel it.I thought in my heart that it was a wise choice to call Miss Qingjun over. His Majesty was so happy that he came back with the temperature in the palace.Thinking about His Majesty's gloomy face last night, the whole hall seemed to be soaked in the cold winter.But now Miss Qingjun can turn cold winter into warm spring with just a few words.

(End of this chapter)