I Really Like That Guy!

"The imperial concubine really loves your majesty."

"Yeah, I also saw the imperial concubine cooking soup for His Majesty the day before yesterday, and her delicate hands were scalded with blisters."

"Yesterday I saw the imperial concubine sewing clothes for His Majesty. Where do you need her to sew your Majesty's clothes?"

Several palace servants gathered together and whispered about what happened in the palace recently. If you want to say that the most interesting thing in the palace today, isn't that the new concubine Yi Guifei who has just entered the palace?

"It's not like that. Although His Majesty doesn't need the imperial concubine to do it himself, it is also out of good intentions. Do you think it would be better for your majesty to treat the imperial concubine these few days?"

"That's right, it's like this when you're old. You just want someone to care about you sincerely. Your Majesty's concubine treats Your Majesty with sincerity, and His Majesty will naturally see it in your eyes and keep it in your heart."

"It's just a pity... Your Majesty is so old, I'm afraid it will be a few years later... How pitiful the imperial concubine will be then?"

"Be careful! You are not allowed to say this again. If someone with a heart hears it, your life will be lost."

The conversation came to an end, and several people dispersed one by one, but such remarks circulated around the palace, even if they didn't say it, some people did.

One day, A Luo was picking flowers in the imperial garden. She asked the imperial doctor in the palace. The doctor said that there is a kind of flower that blooms at night and the sun rises. Tea supplemented with medicinal herbs can prolong life and keep the mind healthy. It is a very good nourishing product. She has been here every day for the past few days, picking flowers that are still stained with dew while the sun has not yet risen.

A smear of fish belly white appeared on the horizon, and she heard such words when she bent over to pick flowers.

Caiqin beside her angrily said: "Who is here to criticize the monarch! Come out soon."

Across the rockery, the two little girls who were cleaning the fallen leaves hurriedly ran out and knelt in front of A Luo and his group, with trembling expressions on their faces.

Caiqin asked people to applaud them, but Arlo stopped them and said, "There is no need to punish them, they are just curious." After a while, he said, "Your Majesty is merciful, never scold your servants, and we don't want to cause resentment at will. I only May I pray for His Majesty and wish him a long life."

The two palace maids finally left with great gratitude and gratitude, and A Luo sighed and pitied himself among the servants, as if looking at the eyes of a miserable woman, and returned to Luanfeng Palace after picking flowers.

A Luo thought to himself, where does she need pity?

In this entire palace, she was the most comfortable.

When she came back for breakfast, someone came to inform the monarch that she was going to the imperial study.

A Luo got dressed and went to the imperial study with a group of palace servants who were waiting. On the way, he suddenly saw a familiar face.

The third prince of the Yan Kingdom, Yan Xin, was the one who picked her up at the city gate that day.

Goodbye this time, Yan Xin saluted her in a proper manner, calling her a noble concubine, showing a respectful attitude towards A Luo, and even being unexpectedly close.

Yan Xin probably also went to the imperial study, and has been walking with A Luo all the time, and is keen to talk to A Luo.

A Luo could see clearly that he definitely wasn't interested in her. At this time, when he showed his affection, he definitely had other plans.

She talked to him on and off, not very enthusiastic.

As soon as they arrived outside the imperial study, the palace servants who were serving the monarch waited at the door, and when they saw A Luo hurriedly greeted her, he invited her in.

When I entered the door, there were quite a few people inside.

As I said before, the monarch is old and his eyes are dim. After reading the memorial for a long time, his head will become dizzy. He also pays attention to his body and does not want to be tired. Therefore, he rarely manages some state affairs, and most of them are left to the ministers below.

After the book table in the imperial study room, four or five ministers were sitting, looking at the memorials that were piled up.

The old monarch sat across from them, and usually only asked the minister to show it to him if there was something very important.

The several ministers here are all the cadres of the old monarch. He believes that he controls these people, so there is no hidden danger.

But in fact, when he stopped interfering with everything and handed over everything to his subordinates, it was also the beginning of his power being gradually emptied.

The decadence of the Yan Kingdom was due to inaction and corruption at the top, and the layers of exploitation from the bottom to the top caused the subsequent collapse of the mountain.

Hearing the footsteps, the old monarch turned his head to look over, stretched out his hand to A Luo and said, "Concubine Ai, come here."

As soon as A Luo saw him, his eyes lit up, a smile spread across his little face, and he walked towards him briskly.

The old man had gray hair and an old and warm face. His dry hand held the girl's fresh jade-like hand, like a white bird perched on the branch of a dead tree.

The girl did not notice the huge difference at all. She looked at him with focused and warm eyes, as if she was not staring at an old man, but her handsome sweetheart.

The old king pulled her to sit beside him, and the two of them cuddled closely together, and the clasped hands never let go.

The servants who were serving the two of them looked as usual, but the ministers sitting opposite were seeing such a scene for the first time.

It is rumored that the imperial concubine loves the monarch and is loyal, but they didn't believe it at first. How could a beautiful young girl fall in love with a 60-year-old old man?

But looking at the scene in front of them, they had to believe it.

How could he pretend to have such affectionate eyes?

The imperial concubine must love His Majesty deeply, and as long as they have seen them get along, no one will doubt this fact.

Yan Xin followed A Luo into the door, but he did not pay attention to A Luo, but subconsciously looked at several ministers with deep envy in his eyes.

He is not like the second prince, his ambition is on the bright side, and he is not like the eldest prince. He is a person who understands forbearance and disguise. In the eyes of outsiders, he is like a filial son with insufficient ability, even if the monarch does not value it. He also often came to the palace to comfort the monarch.

Sometimes the monarch would like to throw him a little thing to do, but Yan Xin did it very seriously every time, but his aptitude was mediocre, and he could only finish things at most, not very well.

Therefore, on the contrary, he is the son who has done the most things under the monarch, which can be regarded as a different way.

This time, he came here to say goodbye to the monarch, and secondly, it will be the mid-summer of July. According to the habit of the monarch, he has to go to the palace at this time of the year to recuperate. Usually this is left to Yan Xin. So I asked the monarch, which palace would you like to go to to rest.

After listening to his words, the old king said lightly: "Concubine Ai doesn't like to be exhausted by boats and cars, so she won't go to the palace this year."

Yan Xin was dumbfounded. If he didn't go this year, would he, an old man, be able to withstand the high temperature of this Scarlet Flame City?

What's more, if the monarch doesn't go, his errand will be yellow. He was trying to take the opportunity to make a fortune, but now it's out of play.

Yan Xin wanted to say a few more words and try to get some other errands, but the monarch turned his head, obviously ignoring him.

"Didn't Concubine Ai say yesterday that she wants to read to the widow? Just read these."

The old man's gentle and laughing voice came from his ears, and his tone was full of pampering and pampering that anyone could hear. Yan Xin raised his eyes and saw that the king handed a memorial that he could not have imagined to the girl, as if he was just giving it to the girl. She handed over a toy in an understatement.

Not only Yan Xin, but at this moment, the entire imperial study room suddenly became quiet, and the needle drop could be heard.

The monarch and the imperial concubine looked like no one else. The imperial concubine smiled and took the memorial, opened it in the eyes of everyone, and read the words inside with a clear and delicate voice.

Her voice was pleasant to the ear, and even the official documents full of official meaning were read like a song by her.

The old monarch listened with a look of enjoyment. Sometimes the young girl would mispronounce a few words. After all, every subject cannot be required to have a good hand. At this time, the monarch will slowly point it out to her.

One old and one young, one reads and the other listens. In ordinary people, they can be regarded as juniors and filial piety to their elders.

At this moment, it seems that it is a huge matter. The ministers on the opposite side were still reviewing the memorial, but now they all stopped writing, and their eyes stared straight at them.

An old official with a gray beard took the lead and said, "Your Majesty, the imperial study is the place where state affairs are handled, so how can people in the harem be allowed to step in?"

The girl's voice stopped, and she looked straight back with a pair of clear and clean eyes.

The old minister was staring at her, his eyes of condemnation like A Luo's heart-eating goblin.

Facing his own ministers, the monarch was still very tolerant, he said gently: "Just read it, Concubine Ai doesn't even recognize some words, what's the big deal?"

Another minister stood up and said: "No, Your Majesty, the noble concubine was born in Yiguo, and she is not a member of our Yanguo. If you leak our secrets to Yiguo, it will be too late."

A Luo frowned, stood up and said: "I wouldn't do this! Concubine is reading for His Majesty because it is hard for His Majesty to read books. You people only know how to treat a gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain, why don't you share your worries for His Majesty? "

How can the ministers not know that the monarch is old-fashioned? If the monarch didn't mention it, they naturally didn't dare to say it.

The monarch hated the most when someone brought old age and death in front of him. Once someone touched the taboo, he would be severely punished.

The girl's voice fell, and everyone in the imperial study room turned pale, and the servants even knelt down, even the ministers didn't dare to speak.

The concubine actually mentioned the sadness of the monarch. Now, she shouldn't be favored, right? Someone thought so.

The next moment, the monarch smiled and said, "The concubine has a heart, and the widow is very happy." After a moment's pause, Lao Sang's voice became dignified, "Could it be that the widow needs your permission to even read the memorial? The widow's state affairs, or your state affairs?"

In the face of the king's questioning, several ministers were sweating coldly on their foreheads.

"Your Majesty, I dare not wait!"

The monarch was angry, and the entire imperial study room knelt on the ground, only the girl who was ignorant of the world, smiled and bent her eyes happily because she was being protected.

"Okay, get up." The monarch looked at them scrutinizingly, and slowly regained his power, turning back into the gentle and kind old man he used to be.

He said lightly: "You have worked hard and made great achievements, but you must also remember who is the monarch."

"Yes." The ministers got up in embarrassment, and re-processed the memorials one by one in disgrace. The reading voice of the girl opposite Qing Lingling sounded again. This time, no one dared to speak up.

"Why are you still here?" The old monarch seemed to notice the neglected cheap son next to him.

Yan Xin's face was dazed, and he was almost scared to kneel on the spot by such a call. Seeing the monarch's sunken old eyes looking at him, he hurriedly shook his head to confess the crime, and hunched out of the imperial study.

The monarch has been ignoring government affairs for many years. Is it a whim today, or is there another deep meaning?

Yan Xin couldn't understand it, but it didn't prevent him from seeing that the country of Yan was about to change today.