pungent peasant girl

Chapter 365
The weather in midsummer is like this, cloudy or sunny, when Meng Qianyan came out of the palace, the sun was still shining brightly, but not long after returning to the Prince Consort's Mansion, it began to rain heavily.

She opened the window of the bedroom to let the cold air of the rain pour into the room, so that the whole room became cooler.

She stood in front of the window, looking at the heavy rain outside, splashing on the ground, and the ground was covered with mist.

She was still a little irritable. She originally thought of going to see Mo Yun after coming back for a rest, but now that it's raining so heavily, she definitely can't go out.

Luoying ran in holding an umbrella, her embroidered shoes were already wet, "Young Madam."

Meng Qianyan glanced at her, "Why are you here? It's raining so heavily, I don't know how to hide from the rain."

Luoying frowned, "It's not that the servant is coming, but that the servant has something to tell the young lady."

"what's up?"

"Qin Wu came back just now and told the servant to tell the young lady that the son-in-law might be coming back later today."

"It's raining so much, why do you have to come back late?"

"The servant asked, but Qin Wu said he didn't know either."

Meng Qianyan murmured, "He doesn't know? How is it possible?"

"Where is the son-in-law today? Outside the palace, or in the palace?"

"It's in the palace."

"In the palace—" Meng Qianyan repeated these two words.

It always feels wrong.

She couldn't say why.

She paced around the room, back and forth, the more she thought about it, the more uneasy she felt.

The heavy rain came too suddenly.

"Young Madam, don't leave, the servant's eyes are dizzy."

Meng Qianyan suddenly stopped, "No, Sister Luoying, you go and prepare the carriage, I'm going to the palace."

"What? Young lady, you still want to enter the palace? Why?"

"Stop talking so much, anyway, I'm going to the palace!"

Luoying didn't dare to disobey her intentions, and immediately started to prepare.

The carriage was ready, Meng Qianyan held up an umbrella and got on the carriage.

Her heart was too uneasy, she had to go to the palace to feel more at ease.

She entered the palace and went directly to the Qinzheng Hall, where the emperor was still dealing with government affairs, and Luo Ziyan was standing in the corridor, talking to a few attendants.

The rain was pouring down, and I couldn't hear what he was saying.

After Luo Ziyan finished speaking, he folded his body and saw Meng Qianyan.

He saw her, smiled at her, and then walked up to her, "What's the weather like, why did you come here?"

"Qin Wu told me that you have to go back later, is there something wrong? I don't worry." Meng Qianyan lowered his voice and said to Luo Ziyan.

Luo Ziyan heard the words, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, he frowned, "Qianyan, I'm afraid there will be no peace in the palace today."

"why?"

Luo Ziyan pulled her over and pressed her back into his arms, "Look, a lot of people around have changed, right?"

Meng Qianyan looked at the past, panicked in his eyes.

These guards, these maids, why do they look so unfamiliar, it seems that they are not the same people as before.

"Ziyan."

She looked at Luo Ziyan again, she was a little scared.

Luo Ziyan said softly: "With such heavy rain, everything is inconvenient, but if you want to do evil, I'm afraid it's too convenient."

Meng Qianyan took a breath, "Mo, ink inkstone?"

"Qianyan, are you willing to go home and wait for news from me?"

"I do not want to!"

Meng Qianyan blurted out.

With her temperament, asking her to stay at home obediently and wait is simply torturing her.

Of course, Luo Ziyan also understood her temperament, "Okay, if you don't want to go back, then go to the East Palace, maybe I will use you when necessary."

Meng Qianyan was taken aback for a moment, then nodded heavily, "Okay, I'll go to the East Palace. But Ziyan, if anything happens, you must notify me."

"Don't worry, I have made an agreement with the prince."

It was still raining, and it was getting darker.

In today's Qinzheng Hall, there are so many memorials, the emperor is exhausted and dazzled by seeing them.

As it got dark outside, the words on the memorial became blurred, so the manager brought two candlesticks.

"Your Majesty, it's time to take a rest, let's see it tomorrow."

"No, tomorrow will be tomorrow, there are so many tomorrows, I live for tomorrow, everything will be wasted, today's matter must be dealt with today." The Qinzheng Hall was lit up, and the emperor continued to look at it.

"But your majesty, it's raining outside, and you're very scared. The imperial concubine and empress are very worried and came to greet the emperor. And there is Xinghe Palace, it seems that the little prince is not comfortable."

"Oh?" The emperor raised his head when he heard this, "Oh, I really have too many things to do. These days, I have neglected the noble concubine and the little prince of Xinghe Palace. How about this, you give me two more Time, after two hours, let's go to Concubine Yang to see the little prince first, and then go to Concubine Gui to sleep, you can go to the head office."

"Very well, this old slave will follow the emperor's arrangement."

"Hehe." The emperor sighed, "It's not you who arranged it, but you. By the way, that girl Taohua hasn't come here for many days."

"The emperor said Princess Yihuan?"

"Ah."

"To tell you the truth, Princess Yihuan came to see the emperor today, and she was with His Highness the Crown Prince. However, the old slave didn't let them in because he saw that the emperor was busy."

The emperor nodded, "That's right, tell them to come back in two days."

"Hehe, yes, the old servant knows."

"Go down, I'll be busy for another two hours."

"Yes."

The old manager withdrew from the Qinzheng Hall, and the Qinzheng Hall was extremely quiet, only the sound of rain could be heard from afar.

The memorials on the imperial case, one after another, gradually, the pile of memorials became shorter like a hill.

And the night has come.

A little hungry, the emperor couldn't help taking a breath, "Come here, come here, prepare some snacks for me."

Footsteps sounded, bringing the breath of rain outside the door.

"Go, get ready."

The people around him didn't move, the emperor frowned, "You—"

"Father, you are my son."

The emperor was stunned for a moment, "Yan'er, why are you here? It's so late? You didn't make a sound."

"Hehe, I'm just here to see my father."

Mo Yan stood on the side of the imperial case, looking at the emperor with a smile in his eyes, without saluting, let alone the obedience of the past.

The emperor felt something was wrong and put down those memorials, "What are you doing standing here?"

Mo Yan didn't answer his question, but said slowly: "Father, you should take a rest."

"I'm not in a hurry, I'll rest later."

Mo Yan frowned, showing impatience, "Father, father, I don't understand, you have been sitting on this throne for so many years, why are you still greedy for it and refuse to give up?"

(End of this chapter)