Mu Sheng pretended not to hear.

Meng Xiuyi repeated: I am thirsty, I want to drink water.

After all, she is the emperor, so she cannot disobey her will.Mu Sheng reluctantly got up, went to the side coffee table, poured out a cup of herbal tea from the pot, Luanyu was very stable, without the slightest bump, and the tea table and pots on the car were all placed firmly, as if on flat ground.Mu Sheng held up the teacup and presented it to the emperor with both hands.

The beauty's sullen look is also very pleasing to the eye.Meng Xiuyi happily admired Mu Sheng's oppression for a while, took the cup with satisfaction, took a sip, and said: "I asked the Royal Tea House to cook it according to the recipe given by Qing's family. You will also try it." Try to see if their recipe is right.

When she said this, Mu Sheng felt that she was indeed thirsty, so she poured herself a cup, took a sip, it was refreshing and relieved from the heat, and the sweetness was endless.In the hot summer, drinking such a cup of tea will bring you a refreshing feeling.There was a shallow smile on Mu Sheng's lips.

Meng Xiuyi shook her head secretly, a cup of herbal tea can make her feel so relaxed, she is such a pure and coaxable girl.Meng Xiuyi smiled, feeling that she was not angry anymore, so he looked down at Zuo Ben again.

Mu Sheng wasn't angry at first, but she was unconvinced by her tongue. Now she has calmed down, and she can think about the deep meaning of Meng Xiuyi's words.

What is certain is that His Majesty is not disgusted with those fantastic ghosts. Although there is a lot of sarcasm in her tone, it can also be seen that she believes that everything that exists has a reason for its existence, and she did not reveal it. The disgust that denounces ghosts and gods as absurd.Mu Sheng's mood was filled with joy immediately, she looked at Meng Xiuyi, who was lowering his head, seriously reviewing the playbook.

She was wearing a moon-white gown, and she was very solemn because she was going out today. The clothes were darkly embroidered with dragon patterns, and even if she leaned on the cushion most comfortably, she could not conceal her noble and luxurious style.

Mu Sheng suddenly thought that His Majesty had never mentioned to her what she was like before she became a concubine, and what happened that time when she was hunted down by an assassin and fell to the ground with serious injuries and almost lost her life.Even when she was still Pei Zhao, His Majesty never mentioned to her the long years when no one cared about her in a corner of the Forbidden Palace.All she knew was an image of the wisdom and forbearance of His Highness the Fifth Highness inferred from the well-known things.

It turns out that even if they have done the most intimate things, they still don't know each other that well.

Fortunately, there is still a chance.

Mu Sheng's thought went deeper.She has always been optimistic, thinking of living a new life, letting her see His Majesty's suppressed and forbearing thoughts, letting her slowly let go of her defenses, and letting her gradually fall into the trap, is the best gift from God. Other difficulties can always be solved of.Therefore, although Meng Xiuyi did not say whether she could accept the love between people and ghosts, Mu Sheng was never disappointed.

Shengjia is approaching night.

Ganquan Palace is built between an endless range of mountains, and the palace seems to be completely integrated into this range of mountains, endlessly.Among the beautiful mountains and rivers, this is a magnificent and rigorous palace, as if it is also like a fisherman fishing by the river, full of wild fun.

As soon as the holy car arrived, the silent mountains suddenly became noisy. Even if no one in the crowd spoke, the warm popularity was enough to wake up Ganquan Palace from the silence.

Luanyu went to the gate of the palace, and Mu Sheng got out of the car behind Meng Xiuyi.

The Son of Heaven, holding the top of the treasure and the flags and banners, was already standing in order. They followed the emperor and walked towards the gate of the palace.Mu Sheng hesitated for a moment, seeing the flushed colleagues of the Political Affairs Hall not far away, she planned to wait for them to come over, and she joined in as unobtrusively as possible.

Just as he made up his mind, Meng Xiuyi, who had already walked a few steps, suddenly stopped and turned to look at her.The whole team stopped for a while, and the eyes of all the ministers, guards and palace guards followed the emperor to Mu Sheng, and the scene fell into an eerie silence.

The faint look in the emperor's eyes clearly said that he should not follow up quickly.Mu Sheng didn't care about other people's scorching gazes, she hurriedly abandoned her original plan, stepped forward quickly, and followed His Majesty the Emperor.

Seeing her following, Meng Xiuyi felt like being patted down, and walked forward with a relaxed expression.

☆、Chapter 27

The layout of Ganquan Palace is similar to the gorgeous and fortified palace in Yanjing City.Inside is the inner court where the emperor lived, and outside is the imperial city where the three provinces and six ministries work.

The blazing heat in the south, the setting sun shines.Walking into the gate of the imperial city, the emperor ordered the officials to disperse.

Mu Sheng followed behind the emperor, and followed her all the way in, until the Weiyang Palace in the center of Ganquan Palace.

Weiyang Palace is the emperor's residence, similar to Jianzhang Palace, with dozens of jade steps and more than ten feet high. Standing at the bottom, one feels full of awe, as people and everything are insignificant.The Weiyang Hall in the middle of the Weiyang Palace is where the emperor handles political affairs. To the east is the Hanyuan Hall, where the emperor went to court. To the south of the Weiyang Hall is a hall named Qingliang, where the emperor stayed.

Qingliang Hall is where they are going.

After walking for a day, both of them felt quite tired.Meng Xiuyi leaned on the couch, pointed to the nearby cushion, and said: "Sit."

Mu Sheng bowed and sat down.

The palace people were all screened back.

Meng Xiuyi rested his right hand on his knee and lit casually. Mu Sheng felt that she had something to say, so she sat quietly and waited.After a long time, Meng Xiuyi said slowly: Outside the gate of Shicai Palace, can you see Duke An?

Mu Sheng's gentle expression froze: I saw it.

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