pungent peasant girl

Chapter 242 Quote

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

His eyes returned to the imperial case, and the smile on his face was also withdrawn. The emperor focused on the folded memorial, sometimes frowning, sometimes showing his face, both serious and kind.

Meng Qianyan knelt down by the stove, quietly looking at it, she suddenly felt, what about the emperor?What about the Nine-Five Lord?After taking off this dragon robe, what is the difference between him, the second uncle at home, and the father at home?

The princes are all their own sons, but these sons are fighting for each other. For this old man, is it not a kind of trouble and sorrow?

She began to sympathize with the people in the palace a little bit.

The so-called involuntary, probably means this.

The emperor was tired, so he asked her to pour a cup of tea.

Then she also found an excuse to back down.

Because she had to find something to do and control her wild thoughts.

The Qinzheng Hall was as solemn as ever, but the few places outside the Qinzheng Hall were bustling with activity, because the weather was cold, and charcoal fires and cotton coats were being prepared everywhere for the winter.

Thinking of cotton clothes, she thought of the Weiluo Tailor that she and Ziyan founded. If the cooperation with Manager Lin continues smoothly, maybe the palace can still wear clothes from Weiluo Tailor.

Thinking of these, she became more and more eager to try.

Anyway, the innocence of Weiluo Tailor has been proven, so if there is still a chance, why not go for it?

So, after meeting Luo Ziyan at night, she told him what was in her heart.

After hearing this, Luo Ziyan deeply felt that her idea was feasible.

That night, Luo Ziyan found a pen, ink, paper and inkstone and gave Luo Ziming a letter of divorce, asking him to find a way to continue participating in the competition for cooperation with the palace.

At the same time, Meng Qianyan sent back all the drawings that he had drawn while he was idle in the palace.

Anyway, even if she is selected by the palace in the future, no one will know that these drawings were drawn by her, and it will not really reveal anything.

The days approaching the end of the year are busy but there are no waves.

Especially for Meng Qianyan, an idler, anyway, she only leads people to clean the Qinzheng Hall three times a day in the morning, noon and evening, and spends the rest of the time in a daze.

Either sneak out of Qinzheng Hall to see Luo Ziyan secretly, or just hide in the room and draw blueprints.

Although she has always remembered the tasks assigned by the Seventeenth Prince, she has never discovered any actions from the Emperor that need to be reported to him.

But Ziyan told her that life in the palace is by no means that simple.

So she is also waiting, will there be any new tasks for him.

Sure enough, one evening four or five days later, Mo Yunxing hurried to her residence with a heavy face.

At this moment, she was eating dinner alone, when she saw Mo Yun arrived, she quickly got up and saluted, "I don't know the prince is here, so I am far away to welcome you, please don't worry about it."

"When did this king argue with you?" Mo Yun sighed slightly, and sat down on the chair.

"My lord, is there something wrong with you?" Meng Qianyan asked.

"The ink inkstone has been shot."

"Huh? What happened to the fifteenth prince?"

"Hehe, this time he borrowed a knife to kill people, except for this king's capable confidant." Mo Yun laughed, with an indescribably cold expression.

Meng Qianyan was a little scared, this Mo Yun was a normal person when he was fine, but when it came to matters related to the struggle of the court, he was frighteningly cold-blooded.

"Raise soldiers for thousands of miles and use them for a while." Mo Yun raised his eyes and glanced at Meng Qianyan, "You should understand what I mean, right?"

"Yeah, lord, tell me, do you need me to investigate something this time?"

"No, the matter this time is very simple, you just need to help me lure father out of Qinzheng Palace..." Mo Yun lowered his voice and explained to Meng Qianyan.

After Meng Qianyan finished listening, his heart sank, "My lord, this servant has the guts to ask, what are you doing this for?"

"You don't need to understand it in such detail, just follow my king's arrangement."

Mo Yun was obviously in a bad mood today, so Meng Qianyan didn't want to ask too many questions, so he nodded, "I understand."

Who told them to be controlled by Mo Yun now, and to have Mo Yun's kindness?

She had no other way.

He kept Mo Yun's confession in his heart.

"It's good that you know, this king is tired, so this king will leave the palace. Remember, what this king told you is the night after tomorrow."

Meng Qianyan didn't quite understand, how could Mo Yun be so sure that the emperor must be in the Palace of Qinzheng the night after tomorrow?

It wasn't until she went to clean that day and saw so many memorials on the imperial case that she realized it. It seemed that Mo Yun had already planned it.

The emperor was very busy and didn't have time to talk to her, so she waited outside the Palace of Qinzheng, looking at the moon.

It was late at night, and the emperor seemed to have finished his work. When he came out with his back bent, he saw Meng Qianyan.The emperor was surprised: "Taohua, are you still here?"

Meng Qianyan stood up at once, "Yes, Your Majesty, I am not at ease seeing that you have not been accompanied by the boss today. I am thinking of waiting here for a while."

The emperor smiled, "That's right, Director Liu is not feeling well today. Hehe, you have a heart too. That's fine, then let's go for a walk."

When Meng Qianyan heard the words, he immediately raised the lantern to guide the way ahead, "Then, Your Majesty, where are you going to sleep?"

The emperor didn't even think about it, "Let's just go to Ling'an Palace."

"Yes, the servant knows."

Holding the lantern, Meng Qianyan walked in front, and the emperor followed behind.

Since Meng Qianyan had more chances to get in touch with the emperor, he found that the emperor's amiable appearance was quite good, so he was not too afraid.

So he smiled and chatted with the emperor, "Your majesty, the relationship between you and the imperial concubine is really good. The servants are watching, you often go to sleep in Ling'an Palace."

The emperor laughed and said: "The imperial concubine is considerate and intelligent, and she serves me very well, and there is nothing emotional about it. I am already so old."

"Hee hee, the emperor is not very old."

"Aren't you old? Are your parents old like me?"

"Hee hee, that's not true, the servant's father and mother are a few years younger."

"Hey, youth is a person's best asset." The emperor sighed, leaving the Hall of Qinzheng.

After leaving the Hall of Qinzheng, he walked in the direction of Ling'an Palace.

But Mo Yun had requested that Meng Qianyan lead the emperor to the imperial garden.

Therefore, Meng Qianyan deliberately led the emperor to walk the road close to the imperial garden.

"Taohua, is there anyone else in your family?" The emperor asked kindly.

"The maidservant's family has an older sister, and the other one hasn't been born yet..."

"Wait a moment!"

Before Meng Qianyan finished speaking, the emperor suddenly stopped, "Is there any sound?"

"Is there?" Meng Qianyan's heart jumped up, and he clearly heard it, but he still said to the emperor: "I didn't hear anything."

(End of this chapter)