Mo Dongyang

After that night, Li Shu fell ill and stayed in the bedroom all day long.And when I learned that Li Shu had fallen ill, I rushed there, thinking that I could inquire and take care of her, but I was stopped by Bi Ling just outside the door of the bedroom.

"Master Yan has ordered, no one can disturb you during this time." She said with a glance at me.

"Can't even me go in?" I asked in surprise.

"Yes." She stood on the steps and glanced down at me.

I ignored Biling's stern expression at this moment, because I found that my heart seemed to be hollowed out in an instant, and became empty.I shook my head with a wry smile and left in a daze.No need to think about it, I also know that Biling behind her must have a mocking and proud face, as if to say, you also have today.

Lishu just doesn't want to see me.Naively, I thought that Li Shu was sick, which was ridiculous.It was not until now that I realized that the last sentence Li Shu said to me last night did not mean what I thought. It turned out that she knew everything, and how could those clumsy tricks be hidden from her.

After all, it should come.

In the next few days, I didn't step into Lishu's bedroom again, but stood in a corner of the palace with a broom, watching the palace people coming and going from time to time in the distance, but Lishu never showed up.

Finally, the inexplicable and strange atmosphere that had shrouded Zhilan Hall these days was broken by the emperor's presence.

The emperor never moved to Zhilan Palace.And this time it really was a last resort.Li Shu had already turned down several chances to attend bedtime on the grounds of illness for several days, and the emperor couldn't bear it any longer. His beloved concubine contracted an illness by accident, and she was lying in bed and refused to invite the imperial doctor to give her pulse. If the illness is not a serious illness, it is still a trivial matter. If it is true, it must cut off a piece of the emperor's heart.The emperor had no choice but to personally take the imperial physician to Zhilan Hall to greet him.

The emperor came very suddenly, and even the Zhilan Hall was not notified by the Ministry of Internal Affairs in advance, so when the old eunuch Zhang Wenying shouted "The Emperor is coming" outside the hall, everyone was stunned. The emperor had never been to Zhilan Palace.The palace people knelt into a ball in panic, for fear of losing their etiquette.And I kept looking at the entrance of Zhilan Hall, my mind was no longer in the same place, the sharp shout entered from my left ear and easily floated out from my right ear.It wasn't until I heard A Xing growling anxiously not far away, "Qi Xin, get down on your knees, the emperor is coming." The broom in my hand was also thrown away by me because of panic.

It's a pity that it was too late. When I knelt down, a shining dragon robe had already appeared in front of my eyes.

"Slave... Maid Qi Xin kowtows to the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor."

I heard a hard swallow in my throat.

However, before I could despair for the rest of my life, my jaw was held up by a dry and huge hand, forcing me to raise my head and look up at the condescending man above.

"What were you looking at just now?" he asked.

"Slave... the slave girl is looking at the sparrows on the branch." I made up a reason in a hurry.

"What are they doing?" he asked again.

Immediately I was dumbfounded, what kind of question was this, I didn’t know how to answer it at all, I began to regret the lies I made up, it was like lifting a rock and shooting myself in the foot.

"It...they're singing," I said incoherently.

As soon as I finished saying this sentence, I had the urge to hang myself. What have I done? Is being the emperor a dou with a burnt head?

No matter in anyone's eyes, this question and answer is quite weird and even a little mentally retarded.Unexpectedly, the emperor seemed quite satisfied with my answer, as if he heard something novel and ridiculous, he laughed out loud in front of me without any rules, and I stared dumbfounded at the exaggerated and unseemly exaggeration of the noble man in front of me. He was so frightened that he forgot to restrain his impolite attitude at this time.

"Where did this country girl come from, not only lacking in etiquette, but also offended the emperor with words, do you want a slave to send someone from the Ministry of Internal Affairs to discipline her?"

The old eunuch Zhang next to him stuck in his mouth.

"Hey" the emperor waved his hand, "It's rare to see such a free-spirited girl in the palace, isn't she just making some small errands, why are you making such a fuss?"

"What the emperor said is that the servant is talking too much."

The old eunuch Zhang hurriedly bowed down respectfully.

"Your name is Qi..."

The Emperor bent down to reconfirm my name, not wanting to be interrupted.

"Concubine, see the emperor."

Quinoa Shu finally arrived.

"Why is my concubine here? Since she is sick, there is no need to come here to pay her respects."

The emperor turned his head in surprise.

I subconsciously followed the emperor's profile and looked at Lishu, of course I didn't miss the displeasure flashing across the emperor's face.

"The concubine's illness is no longer serious, please trouble the emperor."

Li Shu seemed to rush out as soon as she knew the emperor was coming. Kneeling on the ground, she didn't have time to put on makeup, and she just wore a jade hairpin casually on her head.

"Stop kneeling, Diyin, how can you bear it with your bones!"

The emperor felt distressed and wanted to help Li Shu who was half kneeling on the ground.

"The concubine obeys."

Li Shu responded, and did not forget to wink at me, "Qi Xin, hurry up and get ready with A Xing."

"I'm going now, servant girl." I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, pulled A Xing and ran to the kitchen.

Naively, I thought that today would pass without any danger, but unfortunately, all this is not the end, but the beginning of all the pain.

"Someone from the Ministry of Internal Affairs just said that the emperor will not be leaving today. We are busy today."

Ah Xing pushed open the door of the kitchen, still holding a pile of ingredients in her arms.

"Can I stay here to help?" I squatted next to the stove, flicking the unextinguished sparks on the ashes.

"Some people will come to help later, so you don't need to help."

After placing the ingredients, Ah Xing turned around and looked at me strangely, "I said you've been staying with me all afternoon, why don't you go to the temple, there are plenty of things to do there."

"I don't want to go." I muttered softly.

"Why, did you quarrel with Master Yan?" A Xing looked curious, and rubbed against me, wanting to ask what happened.

"It's not..." I didn't know how to say it, "It's enough to have Biling and the others in the temple, I don't need it." I explained vaguely.

"How is it possible, you are the chief steward of Zhilan Palace, what kind of onion is Biling?" A Xing started to cross her hips and said indignantly when she heard me say that.

"No, no!" I hurriedly waved my hands, "It's just... I dare not see the emperor." I hissed.

"Why, didn't the emperor spare you?" A Xing looked puzzled, as if my reason seemed far-fetched.

"I think the emperor is a bit scary, with a ferocious face, and I feel uncomfortable next to him." Before I finished speaking, Ah Xing hurriedly covered my mouth with her wet hand.

"You dare to say such outrageous things. Fortunately, I am the one who listens. If it were someone else, you wouldn't know how to die." A Xing patted her chest with her hands in fear, suppressing her shock while venting her breath.

"It's because you are here that I said it. What I said are all facts." I defended innocently.

"You still talk!" A Xing gave me a hard look, "It's fine to talk to me about these things in the future, but don't let outsiders talk about them casually." She warned me with a serious face.

"Okay, I'm not a three-year-old child, I know how to measure." I hurriedly said to comfort her.

Indeed, if it weren't for Ah Xing, I wouldn't have said these words. If outsiders listened to them, I'm afraid that even if I cut off ten heads, I wouldn't be able to offset my crime of slander and slander.But the evaluation of the emperor is completely different from person to person.Perhaps in the eyes of those in the harem who sharpened their heads and wanted to climb up, the emperor was like a perfect god, and there was absolutely no decent thorn in him.But when I first met the emperor, I didn't feel the majesty and sageness like the proud son of heaven that other palace people said.On the contrary, he is more like a high-ranking official who often hangs around in the place of fireworks, frivolous and sophisticated but without losing the power of power.His thin, fat and green face, the sunken and black eye sockets due to excessive indulgence, the slender and shallow lips, the blurred age spots between the sparse brows, and the thin figure under the dragon robe all exposed his natural appetite. The nature of color.And perhaps the only thing that can reveal his emperor's true colors is his eagle-like eyes, sharp and fierce, which seem to have the ability to see through everything.However, these sharp eyes were born on his weak and thin face, which made me easily think of a tyrant who had been soaked in wine pools and meat forests for many years.So every time the emperor's sharp and cold eyes glanced at me, I couldn't help but feel chills in my heart, and even trembled.It's as if I was a prey that was surrounded by many things, and I was stripped to nothing, and I couldn't even move. At this time, the hunter hiding in the dark was enjoying his plate alone and was struggling needlessly. Those eagle eyes It was like a sharp knife blade, cutting my body piece by piece, enough to make me linger to death.