When Spring Comes

Huachun came to be a little interested, and she put on Rui'er's shoulders and smiled and said: "You have been in the palace for a long time. Since you know something, you can check it along the way, right?"

Rui Er's eyes widened: "What is the master doing to check these? It's all old accounts, it's no good for you to find out."

What you want is old accounts! Huachun smiled and followed the jade bracelet on her hand and put it on her wrist: "This will give you a shock. I will return to the Hall of Heart Cultivation later. Can you tell me something I want to hear?"

Rui Er froze for a moment, touched the bracelet on her hand, and looked a little hesitant. Huachun didn't force her too much, put her behind, and walked forward by herself.

When she arrived at the Hall of Cultivation of the Heart, Rui'er seemed to understand, and knelt in front of her and said, "If the empress really wants to investigate, the slave servant can find the maid next to that talented person for the empress."

"The palace lady is still alive?" Huachun raised an eyebrow.

"According to the rules, the close-knit maids are out of the palace, but the rough maids will be reassigned to other palaces." Rui Er said: "As long as you put some money in this, the House of Internal Affairs will find them."

Nodded, Huachun got up and went to the cabinet to take twenty taels of silver and some jewels, and handed it to her.

"The slave and maid will not disappoint her trust!" Rui Er was so touched, she didn't expect that she would become the confidant of this beloved wife so soon, and she believed in her so much. If this matter is done well, she will raise her heart here. The status of the temple should have been rising all the way.

Huachun smiled as she watched her go out, then turned her head to look at the green curly next to her and said: "Still pay attention."

"The servant understands."

Although the suspect doesn't need to use people, but no one can use her right now, so she can only test the loyalty of the palace lady.

Fortunately, Rui Er really did not disappoint her, went out for a whole morning, and when it was time for lunch, she brought people back.

"You avoid it first." The emperor who was sitting on the soft couch in Hua Chunchao made a nuisance.

Yu Wenjie squinted his eyes: "I always let others avoid it, and there has never been a reason for others to avoid me."

"Okay, you're awesome, I know." Huachun kindly pulled the person up: "But when you sit here, people don't dare to say anything, so I will bother you to move and sit in the inner hall first. Come on."

The emperor was extremely displeased, but still obediently entered the inner hall.

Ruier took a scrawny little palace lady to the outer hall and knelt down. Huachun sorted out her clothes and asked with great dignity: "What's her name?"

The little palace lady shivered and said, "The servant girl red moss."

I've heard of moss and red moss for the first time. Huachun nodded, his tone softened: "Whose did you serve before?"

"Hui Niangniang, the servant girl used to be a rough maid in Nie Cairen's palace. Since Nie Cairen's death, she has been assigned to the clothing bureau."

"Oh... Not long after I entered the palace, many things are unclear. How did Nie Cairen die?"

The red moss shook, and her body shook more severely: "...I'm sick."

"Huh?" Huachun raised her eyebrows: "How did this palace hear that it was drowned?"

"Slaves... The slaves don't have a good memory, maybe they drowned."

How could the master he had served him not remember the way he died? Huachun closed her mouth without saying a word, learning the appearance of the emperor, and exerting silent pressure on people.

Red moss was sweating on his forehead, and the plump palace was trembling on his body, looking very pitiful.

"There is also a lack of a rough maid in the Hall of Yangxin." After a long time, Huachun said: "If you can tell the palace about the past, then the palace will ask you to come over from the clothing bureau, how about it?"

Even kowtow, the red moss voice was crying: "Please forgive the maidservant, the maidservant really doesn't know anything!"

I wonder if I don't know, but I dare not say. Huachun is very distressed, forcing people to confess, she is not very good at it!

The curtain on the side partition was opened by a corner. She looked over and saw the emperor frowning with disgust, glanced at the lady of the court, waved at her and motioned to her.

Glancing at the maid who was burying her head in the ground, Huachun got up and walked to him: "What?"

"Stay for a while, if she refuses to say, let her go."

Huachun stared: "If you finally find someone, you will pay me money if you let go?"

"pay."

Okay, just this one word is enough. Huachun nodded resignedly. Since she can't help it, then just listen to the emperor.

After the three-pillar incense time, the red moss was desperate, and I heard the lady above smiling and saying: "You go."

I finally let her go! Red Moss was overjoyed, banged his head three times, yelling to thank you, Niangniang, and then staggered out.

The emperor came out of the inner hall and waved his hand at Huo Zi Chong. The latter knew it and made people follow him quietly.

"What do you want to do?" Huachun blinked curiously and sat on his lap very naturally.

"I want to see if she can live." Yu Wenjie said indifferently: "If there is no ghost, then she should go back without incident. If there are any secrets involved, her life is naturally worrying."

The Hall of Nurturing Heart is now the most eye-catching place in the harem. In order to encourage the arrogance of Huali's favor, the emperor has decided to stay here for the next half month. There should also be a lot of eyeliners inserted in the palaces, which will spread every move of Hua Lai. Knowing that she is curious about Nie Cairen's death, there will always be people who can't sit still.

Huachun nodded, looked at him and asked, "Do you remember Nie Cairen?"

The emperor shook his head: "Don't expect me to remember anyone, there are too many people in the harem."

Her heart sank, Huachun glanced at him and nodded.

In hindsight, Yu Wenjie frowned and explained: "I will still remember you."

"Thank you!" Huachun smiled and got up to pour tea.

As Xu Bin said, the emperor has loved too many people, and he has done a lot for them, but now he doesn't remember who. She has to cherish her present life, otherwise she won't be spoiled when she has a newcomer, and she won't even have any memories.

"Are you angry?" The emperor asked in a muffled voice looking at her back.

"No." Huachun said: "The concubine is thirsty."

The emperor was silent, looked down at his fingers, and glanced at Duke Qin from the corner of his eyes.

Duke Qin was very helpless. He knew that the emperor was at a loss to ask for help, but what could he say? Who told him to say those things in front of Huaren? It's been a long time to be smooth and smooth among women, and he hasn't learned at all. No one can blame others for hurting people!

After more than a dozen glances, Duke Qin was helpless, and he still only stood up with a smile: "Did the emperor last time that he wanted to appreciate the satin that the empress woman just paid tribute?"

"Yeah." Yu Wenjie nodded: "You can be sent by someone."

"Thank you, the emperor." Huachun curled his lips. Who taught the trick of slapping a sweet date? She does not eat this set!

However, there are things to take, not for nothing!

The emperor pursed his lips, looked at her expression quietly, felt that there was no change, and began to look at Duke Qin again.

Wiping the cold sweat on his head, Qin Gong just said: "And Si Zhenfang's newly made golden flying bird head and face, is it also for the empress?"

"Yeah." The emperor nodded.

"And the green-branch-circling-necked vase in the Imperial Study Room. The minion thinks it fits well with the layout of the palace."

"Ok."

Huachun noticed that as long as there was no change in her face, Duke Qin would keep submitting the gift form.