letter of commitment

44.

After the excitement passed, the Ling Mansion on the east side of the city returned to its usual quietness. Ling Luoqian took Mu Chu and the others to drink tea leisurely in a courtyard, and occasionally talked about a few interesting things in the city, which made other people feel angry. The two couldn't help laughing.

When we were in harmony, suddenly a servant came to report: "My lord, there are people coming from the palace!"

Ling Luoqian raised his eyebrows, cast a reassuring look at the two, and followed the boy to the front hall.

It was an internal official who came with a few guards. Ling Luoqian still had to show face for the people coming from the palace, and he cupped his hands and said, "I don't know if my father-in-law has come to the humble house, but what is the order from the Holy One?"

"Preach the Holy Spirit's oral instructions!"

"Your servant respectfully listens to the oracle."

Ling Luoqian and everyone present in the room knelt down.

"Shen Qingshu, the magistrate of Yanyang, entered the palace today to accept the award, and I chatted with him for a while. The conversation was very pleasant, and I was very happy. I asked him to stay in the palace for a few days, and let him go out later. Gong, you don’t need to worry.”

"Your servant obeys the order."

The inner officer squinted at the people on the ground with his face sideways, and said in a thin voice: "The words have been brought, then the old servant will go back to the palace, and congratulate Lord Ling on his wedding."

"Thanks for your hard work, sir."

Ling Luoqian got up and stuck to the inner officer, covered his cuffs and handed him something, then the inner officer showed joy and was escorted out of the house.

"But what's going on in the palace?"

"No, it's just that my brother-in-law is staying in the palace. Let's not worry."

Ling Luoqian took another sip of the tea he had brewed before, and replied to Sun Qingling's words a little casually.

"Live in the palace, did you say why?"

Hearing this, Mu Chu was a little restless. Since she got up in the morning till now, she has been flustered for no reason. Could it be that something happened to Shen Qingshu?

"It's just that the Holy One likes to chat with my brother-in-law, and he will be released after a while. Why, I haven't seen him for a long time, so I'm thinking about him?"

Facing Ling Luoqian's shameless teasing, Mu Chu just glanced at him lightly, but his thoughts flew out, and he was blocked outside the palace wall.

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In this prison, most of the people who are imprisoned are unforgivable crimes, but Shen Qingshu, who is innocent and has no criminal history, came in.

The inmates in the same cell were curious and asked: "What crime did you commit and how did you get in? You know, you have no skills, but you can't get in here."

These words were full of irony, Shen Qingshu just shook his head, she couldn't tell them that the reason why she was here was because she wasn't a son-in-law, but the inmates only thought that the crime she committed was unspeakable, and "comforted" her:

"If you don't want to say it, we can understand it. It's all shady things, and it's already here. Take it easy."

Shen Qingshu's words sounded unspeakably weird, but he couldn't help but agree, and hoped that Zhao Qiaomu would change his mind and find another good relationship for Zhao Jinlu.

Afterwards, Zhao Jinlu visited Shen Qingshu a few times, but they always put on a disguise. Seeing Shen Qingshu's disheveled and disheveled appearance but unwilling to compromise, he was amazed in his heart, but he didn't expect that this person looked weak in Wenwen, but he was still a good person. Backbone.

Even if I am not bad in looks, the conditions are also superior to the world, why would I rather suffer in this prison than be Qingyue's son-in-law? Could it be that the woman I like is more beautiful than myself?Apart from being unable to figure it out, Zhao Jinlu was more curious, and also had that desire to conquer. She would definitely want Shen Qingshu to bow down willingly under her pomegranate skirt.

Today, guessing it was about time, Zhao Jinlu entered the Hall of Mental Cultivation with a smile, and saw Zhao Qiaomu was buried in reviewing the memorial, either beating his shoulders or helping to grind the ink. Pen, smiled kindly and said:

"Lu'er, do you have something to tell Father?"

"My son does have something to ask for."

Just waiting for Zhao Qiaomu to open the conversation, Zhao Jinlu smiled sweetly and went down.

"Don't talk about one thing, it means everything. As long as the father can do it, Lu'er can open his mouth."

"Father, I would like to ask you to be gracious and let Shen Qingshu go."

"Oh? According to the report from the prison, he hasn't reflected on himself at all."

"Because of this, my son wanted to ask Father to let him go."

"Why did you say that, but you don't like him? If so, then the widow just let him go."

Zhao Jin looked serious and said: "No, I like him, it's just that I want him to be my son-in-law willingly, instead of being forced by your majesty your father; my son is in the palace because of your father's Love, there is nothing that cannot be obtained since childhood, but feelings are not things. Although my son is the princess of Qingyue, in the end, he is just a girl. The love thing is naturally yearning for the two people who are in love, and I know the father. It is to hope that the son will be happy in the future, but if this Shen Qingshu agrees not to be happy with the son, but because of you, the emperor, will the minister really be happy?"

"This is because the widow didn't think well, so let's do what I think."

"Really?" Zhao Jinlu's eyes lit up, and he continued, "Let him stay by Erchen's side from now on!"

"Didn't the widow let him go?"

"Yes, but Erchen didn't say that he was going to be released from the palace."

Zhao Jinlu blinked playfully, and said softly: "Anyway, father, you promised, you can't go back on your word as you are the Ninth Five-Year Lord."

Zhao Qiaomu smiled kindly, but he didn't know what his daughter was thinking.

"Naturally, the widow will not regret it, but, Lu'er, as a man, Shen Qingshu might not be right to follow you..."

"Father~"

"Well, the widow ordered him to be released."

"No, I'm going to lead someone now, my father is well, and I'm leaving."

Zhao Jinlu held up her skirt and walked like the wind, not hiding the joy on her face. Zhao Qiaomu looked at her leaving back and shook her head helplessly. It was all spoiled by her, so let her go.

(day prison)

"Open the door."

One of the accompanying guards shouted to the jailer inside through the cell door, followed by the luxuriously dressed Zhao Jinlu, as soon as the door was opened, they were receiving gifts all the way, the guards were also very panic, what wind brought this master here.

The accompanying guards wanted to go in and fetch people for Zhao Jinlu, after all, the dark dungeon was dirty and smelly, and it was really inappropriate for her status, but she refused.

After passing through the dark passage, he came to the cell where Shen Qingshu was, which caused quite a commotion. Zhao Jinlu ignored the staring and salivating eyes of the other prisoners, and saw Shen Qingshu sitting in the corner at a glance, with ragged clothes, disheveled hair and drooping hair. He lowered his head and carved something on the ground, never paying attention to his arrival because of the movement.

"Shen Qingshu, come out!" The jailer yelled as he knocked on the railing in front.

Seeing that she hadn't responded yet, the kind inmate pulled her, Shen Qingshu raised his head, looked past the inmate who was huddled against the railing, and met Zhao Jinlu's eyes that were shining with joy.

Dragging the iron chain ankle buckle, making a clanging sound, he slowly stepped out of the cell door, and then regained his freedom amidst a burst of sighs.

"The Holy Majesty and the princess are so aware of righteousness, the ministers will definitely die in the future."

When he came outside, Shen Qingshu thought Zhao Qiaomu and the others had figured it out, so he could go out of the palace. After thanking him, he rode his horse away, but after a while, Shen Qingshu rode his horse back again, frowning.

Seeing this, a vaguely sly smile appeared on Zhao Jinlu's face, hiding an elusive treachery.

"Master Shen is in such a hurry to leave the palace? Oh, I forgot to tell your lord, but the emperor ordered you to stay in the palace, and the guards at the gate of the palace dare not let you go."

Shen Qingshu turned over and got off the horse, a little urgently, "What is the meaning of the Holy Majesty, is it possible that I still need to use my servants?"

"Indeed, but it's not Emperor Father. I have something to do with my lord, but my lord has just come out of prison... This appearance is also in a public place, so it's not suitable for conversation. It's better for my lord to go to my palace's Shijin Palace first. Let's get dressed, let's talk about it in detail?"

Zhao Jinlu had already asked the accompanying guards to take the fruit, and before Shen Qingshu could agree, he walked in front, and did not hear the rustling sound behind him, so he looked back and smiled. Fragrance, long-lasting to attract the presence of people.

"If you don't keep up, the palace is so big, I'm afraid you will get lost."

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(Shijin Palace)

Zhao Jinlu was very thoughtful. As soon as they arrived, some palace servants came out to embrace Shen Qingshu and entered the inner room. The robes were all ready, and the palace maids took off her coat before Shen Qingshu had a chance to regain consciousness. The stunned Shen Qingshu covered his body, not letting them take another step.

The internal officials also took care of the bathing pool at the back of the palace, and retreated, and the maids next to them led Shen Qingshu into the bathing pool, gathered together, and wanted to take off her underwear, Shen Qingshu hid repeatedly, and started to fight. He gestured to stop, stepped back a little, and kept a little distance from them.

Not to mention what Zhao Jinlu is going to do, if his identity is exposed in this palace, he is deceiving the emperor and he will surely die.

It's just that when the maids saw Shen Qingshu dodging and shouting to stop, they thought it was their improper service, they all knelt down and kowtowed to confess their sins, which made Shen Qingshu panic.

"You don't have to be like this, get up quickly, I can do the bathing by myself, sisters, please step back first."

After sending them away, Shen Qingshu sighed a long time, looked at the steaming surface of the pool, took off the rest of his clothes, a handkerchief floated down feebly, and reached out his hand in time to avoid letting them go. It falls into the water.

This handkerchief was given to Shen Qingshu by Mu Chu when she went to Fengdu for the exam, and she kept it with her all the time, and it became her only comfort in this palace.

Seeing Paru saw her, she wanted to go out of the palace even more. After staying in the palace for a long time, I don't know if she was worried?

Shen Qingshu folded the handkerchief, put it in the pocket of his changing robe, and sat in the pool.

The temperature of the water was just right, the warm water flowed back and forth between the body, after staying in prison for quite a while, and finally took a bath, Shen Qingshu was almost moved to tears.

In the hall, Zhao Jinlu was lying on her side on the imperial concubine's couch, and she was fascinated by the little book that Zhao Qiaomu had brought back to her before leaving the palace. What I was thinking was, is this still a shy master?For other men, this is what they wish for, this is really true and interesting.

After taking a bath, he got up and went ashore. After getting dressed, Shen Qingshu returned to the palace alone, only to see the crowd of palace servants turning their heads and making silence gestures to him. Still holding the comic book in his hand, but with his head tilted to one side, Zhao Jinlu was sleeping soundly with his sleeves on his pillow.

It's not good to wake her up, so Shen Qingshu had no choice but to suppress the series of questions that arose during the bath, and stood by her side with all the palace people, thinking that she was just taking a nap, but when she opened her eyes, it was already night.

The palace servants felt busy again, one went to prepare dinner, the other went to get a coat to put on for her, only Shen Qingshu first saluted her and then asked questions.

"Hehehe." Zhao Jinlu frowned, sat up, smiled at Shen Qingshu, and said without replying:

"I will tell you after you have dinner with me."

Shen Qingshu wanted to know the answer, and wanted to go out of the palace very much, but there was a difference in respect, so he cupped his hands and said, "Dining with you is not in accordance with etiquette, and I can't."

"Then I can't tell you."

Xu Shi had just woken up, Zhao Jinlu was a little hazy, her head was tilted to one side, and the words she spoke were so childish that people couldn't help but want to go forward and pinch her small, baby-fat face.

The palace people had already brought the dinner and began to serve the dishes. Zhao Jinlu had already sat in his seat first, and the serving maid picked out the dishes one by one and put them in his bowl.

"Aren't you hungry? You can't eat the dishes made by the imperial chef in the palace." As she said that, Zhao Jinlu picked up a piece of crab meat in the bowl, put it in her small hand, and walked away to Shen Qingshu , stood on tiptoe, and handed it to Shen Qingshu's mouth. This small gesture startled everyone present, and even made Shen Qingshu kneel down.

"The subject is terrified."

Zhao Jinlu suppressed her smile, looked around at the palace people around, lowered their heads, seemed to have thought of something, and said seriously: "I order you to have dinner with me."

"Your servant obeys the order."

Only then did Shen Qingshu get up, but the meat that Zhao Jinlu handed to her mouth made her feel awkward.

"This is an order."

"Forgive me, it's hard to obey."

Shen Qingshu didn't want to eat, and the two couldn't stand in such a stalemate, Zhao Jinlu sighed.

"Then I won't feed you anymore, you can do it yourself."

Shen Qingshu didn't take her chopsticks, but took what was prepared on the table, a guess suddenly flashed in his mind, maybe she planned to stay for dinner from the beginning?

The golden crab meat dyed with crab roe was caught on the chopsticks, and it was sent into the mouth.

"Is it tasty?"

Zhao Jinlu looked like a child looking for praise, Shen Qingshu's expression was flat, and she hummed. In fact, her most real feeling was that it was not tasty and had a strong fishy smell, which masked the sweetness that the crab meat should have. This imperial chef is How to deal with it, and this Zhao Jinlu, can't taste it?

"Hee hee hee." Zhao Jinlu was happy, and said: "I tell you, don't look at this is just an ordinary steamed crab. The ingredients used are the best butter crabs among crabs. Except for the father, everyone in the palace can eat steamed crabs." There are very few people who enjoy it, but it is an indispensable dish in every meal of this palace."

Zhao Jinlu talked more and more, and the message he wanted to convey in his words was nothing more than telling the people in front of him how much she was favored in the palace and how much Zhao Qiaomu loved her.

When he was excited, he simply asked Shen Qingshu to taste all the dishes on the table, and explained them one by one. After dinner, Shen Qingshu confirmed that there must be a problem with the taste of this food, or it has no taste.

……

Removed the remnants of the dinner, and served tea for the two of them, but Shen Qingshu did not forget his main purpose.

"I wonder if you, princess, can resolve your doubts now?"

Zhao Jinlu played tricks, supported his head and said:

"My lord is always feeling tired today. About Mr. Shen's question, I will explain to you tomorrow. Tonight, my lord will stay here first." Turning his head, he said to a close-knit maid: "The side hall is fine. Packed out?"

"Princess, the arrangements have been made."

"Then I won't accompany Master Shen. If you want to rest, sir, let them lead you there."

When Zhao Jinlu stood up, a palace lady stepped forward to help her, and she went to lie down in the main hall with her.

Seeing this, a few palace maids who were serving at the side also made quotations for Shen Qingshu: "My lord, please."

After entering the side hall, the maids briefly said something to let Shen Qingshu have a rest, then leaned over, closed the hall door and retreated.

The shadow of the candle flickered, and Shen Qingshu paced back and forth anxiously in the hall.

As long as she opened the door of the palace, palace people would rush up to prevent her from stepping out of the door of the side hall. The sixth sense was warning her.

Later, it was discovered that the palace servants hadn't closed the window, so Shen Qingshu walked towards the window, there was a peach tree about two feet away from the window, the pink peach blossoms were sparsely dotted on the branches, through the branches, one could see the In that round of bright moon, the thin moonlight leaked from the branches, as if looking at the silent and ancient yellowed murals. When the evening wind hits, the clothes fluttered lightly, and the melancholy came to my heart. Lovesickness has been silent since ancient times. .

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(Ling Mansion)

Also after dinner, Mu Chu was strolling alone in the corridor back to the house, the wind picked up, and the leaves of the trees planted by the side were rustling, looking sideways, the bright moonlight was also included He closed his eyes, stopped walking, and turned around.

"The moon is really round tonight, sir..."

More than ten days have passed since the day when the person from the palace made a pass, and they said they would stay for a few days, but no one came back.

According to what Ling Luoqian said when he came back from court every morning, he had never seen Shen Qingshu in the palace, so he dared to ask Zhao Qiaomu. At first, Zhao Qiaomu was able to say don't worry, but after asking too many times, he said it directly. Ling Luoqian's duties had nothing to do with it, he said in a vague way that he was not worried about eating carrots, and vaguely hinted that if he was obsessed with Shen Qingshu again in the future, he would definitely give him a pot to drink.

The longer I look at the moon, the more I yearn for it, but a palace wall is like separating mountains and seas.

In the same city, but in different places, the most difficult thing is to have a lover.

I don't know when, every night, being alone will become tormented, looking directly at the dark, often accompanied by fear, groping the empty side of the past, and feeling empty.

Shen Qingshu's unique pleasant smell, as well as her normally orderly breathing when she fell asleep, became Mu Chu's best hypnotizer.Insomnia is a small matter, I don't know how my current situation is really worrying.

With the hands on Mu Chu's chest, he tightened his skirt and pursed his lips. It's fine, as long as you are safe, sir.

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The daylight in the side hall is very good, the morning light just shone on the fair face of the person lying on the bed, he raised his hand to block the sun, through his fingers, Shen Qingshu saw the palace servants waiting on both sides of the Chenxiang wooden bed, he was surprised Liao wowed and kicked up, with the same expression on his face.

The palace servants on both sides didn't seem to realize that this was rude, they bowed slightly in a uniform order, and spoke in unison with a full voice, echoing in the empty hall environment, and said:

"Slaves and adults changing clothes——".

Shen Qingshu shrank to the innermost side of the bed, thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind: "Could this be coveting my beauty?"

The people in the palace didn't care what she was thinking, they rushed forward with the clothes they had prepared, only to hear Shen Qingshu yelling like killing a pig:

"Don't come here!"

The author has something to say:

Mu Chu: When my husband is away, I miss her.

Shen Qingshu: After spending such a long time in the palace, when will I be able to go out? I don't know how well Qi Ao handles Yanyang's affairs?

Zhao Jinlu: Master Shen, you have successfully attracted my attention.