When Spring Comes

He Changan was at a loss. He looked at the emperor and then at Huachun, very puzzled: "This...Is the emperor so impatient to have Jinghua a child?"

How many rewards! Will it cause a sensation if it spreads out? One child can earn one thousand taels of gold, one thousand taels! It has been able to comfort 10,000 people for two years. Isn’t it a bit ill-considered?

The expression in the emperor's eyes was unpredictable: "I haven't finished speaking yet, this is a bet with the prime minister. If Qing Niao is pregnant within three months, the thousand taels of gold will be the prime minister's. But if it is Qing Nian. Nothing..."

"Then the prime minister will wear women's clothing once and give a bath to Huaqing Pool."

What? Huachun was stupid, looked up at him blankly, her heart drooping uncontrollably.

"...Why is this bet?"

What did he know?

There was no bottom in those eyes, and there were too many things she couldn't understand. Huachun suddenly felt surprised and deeply afraid. She always felt that Yu Wenjie was just a Meng Sao rigid emperor, but she ignored a little bit, no matter how Meng Sao was rigid, he was also an emperor.

People who can sit firmly on the throne since ancient times are not simple things. Yu Wenjie is only twenty-five years old and has been sitting on the throne for five years. Can such a person really be concealed by her tricks?

The blood in the whole body seemed to have stopped flowing, Huachun looked at Yu Wenjie blankly, her eyes a little desperate.

"Isn't it because Chang'an said that the prime minister wears women's clothing, there should be a special flavor." Closed his eyes, Yu Wenjie's expression was kind, and all the scary things in his eyes were put away, and he looked at her gently and said: "So I I just want to see it, and I don’t mean anything else. If the prime minister feels too shameful..."

"Weichen feels very shameful!" Huachun quickly said: "It is God's will to give birth to a child, and the minister does not want to put such pressure on Qing Niao, so why don't we just let it go?"

Glancing at her, the emperor said indifferently, "I haven't finished my words yet."

Huachun was slightly stunned.

"I mean, if the prime minister feels too shameful, there is no way. You have already thanked you for your kindness just now. I can't take it back at will." He said: "A thousand taels of gold is impossible. Not as good as the prime minister wearing women's clothing once? I think the prime minister is not at a loss for this business."

The tone was calm, even as if he was joking with He Changan, there was nothing unusual.

Huachun felt cold when she heard it, and looked at him motionlessly, always feeling that something had caught herself, from her arm to her body, which made her immobile.

If it was normal, would the emperor make such a bet with the prime minister? Must have found something? But where did she show her feet? Isn't it round every time? About the Adam’s apple, Yu Wenjie should have forgotten when he woke up!

Moreover, if he really found out, how could the emperor bet with her calmly here? People must come up directly to pick her clothes! Don't panic, she has to be calm, things are definitely not as bad as she thinks, even if the emperor has doubts, at most it is in the probing stage, she can't mess with herself!

He comforted herself in her heart, Huachun took a deep breath, turned her head to look at He Changan, and said jokingly: "Second brother, you just watched the emperor bullying me like this, don't you help?"

He Changan was feeling that Hua Jinghua's reaction was a bit overwhelming, but when he turned his head, he smiled again, and immediately relieved.

The emperor was joking, and Jinghua probably understood that it was a joke, so let's play around.

So he smiled and said, "The emperor is bigger than the sky. The second brother can't help you with this. Just do what the emperor said. It's all about luck, and it doesn't necessarily mean the emperor wins."

Huachun smiled, smiled again, and nodded: "Yes."

That's a ghost! She couldn't win if this bet killed her! If you are pregnant within three months, unless you are young and hermaphrodite, self-produced and sold, where will you go? It’s already a miserable thing for a good girl to marry her as a widow. Could it be such a bet that she would let the family climb the wall to have a baby?

Thinking about it this way, she would rather wear women's clothing by herself.

Huachun was in a very tragic mood. She laughed with them, but she was crying in her heart. What kind of evil is this, why every time Yu Wenjie has any idea, she is the one who is unlucky?

"Seeing that the prime minister is in a better mood, I also feel comforted." The emperor said: "This can be regarded as a compensation for my emperor."

Is this Nima called compensation? Obviously, it’s worse off, okay! Huachun's face was about to be distorted, and she had to kneel down and said: "The minister thank you the emperor for your understanding."

"Be flat." The emperor waved his hand generously: "The prime minister can go back to deal with the memorial sent today."

"Yes."

He Changan watched Hua Jinghua leave with a smile, and when he had gone far, he turned his head and looked at Yu Wenjie and asked, "Is there any secret between the emperor and the prime minister that the minister does not know?"

He caught the weird atmosphere just now.

Yu Wenjie lowered his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Isn't it normal that there are secrets between people that others don't know? It's like I don't understand what the "Yufeng Mission" is."

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and He Changan stroked his chin.

Why does the emperor's words sound weird? As if jealous. But at a glance, there was nothing wrong with that expression.

Shaking his head, He Changan didn't plan to ask any more. As long as the emperor and Prime Minister Hua have a harmonious relationship, can unite as one, and act in unison, then his task will be considered complete.

Huachun went back to the prime minister's mansion uneasy and took a photo in the mirror.

This face was still as beautiful and handsome as she had seen in the TV series. However, if she put on women's clothing and combed a woman's hair bun... She tried to think about it, and then shivered.

There is no sense of disobedience, and you should know it is a woman at first glance!

This is how to do? It's impossible for Qing Niao to become pregnant, so should she move her hands and feet on this face?

Eyeballs rolled, Hua Chun took a deep breath, not panicking, there are still three months left, so there is no need to worry. Even if the emperor has doubts, as long as there is no definite evidence, it is impossible to convict her. Now she has a good relationship with Gong Yuhou and the emperor, as long as she pleases her, she won't get to the point where she has a body check.

In the past, a senior told her that she must have a good relationship with her superiors in a place. She didn't believe it at first, but now she understands that this thing can really save lives and save trouble sometimes.

Just do it when he thinks of it, and Huachun immediately asked him to go to Huafu to find Wanshi.

"What are you up to?" Qing Niao looked at her curiously, "Who are you going to give?"

"Yeah." Huachun nodded: "For the emperor, you go and prepare a beautiful box, not too big."

Qing Niao nodded: "Okay."

Yu Wenjie was in a good mood, and after finishing his official duties, he sat in the imperial garden to watch the koi. After a while, Gong Gong Qin said: "The emperor, the prime minister is here."

Raising his eyebrows slightly, the emperor said with a serious face: "Let him come over."

Huachun held up a lot of folds, put them directly on the stone table next to him, and respectfully saluted: "The minister pleases the emperor. Today’s folds have been screened, and the minister has already gone back to the emperor. Ask the emperor to have a look at the rest."

"Yeah." The emperor nodded, glanced at the things on the table in a blink of an eye, and reached out to bring out a mahogany box that looked very expensive.

"what is this?"

Huachun smiled and said, "This is a gift prepared by the minister for the emperor."

"Oh?" Yu Wenjie was surprised, took the box and looked at it: "Why do you want to give me a gift suddenly?"

"Isn't the emperor sick recently?" She said kindly: "In order to make the emperor get well soon, the minister specially made some nutritional supplements, and I hope the emperor will accept it."

Duke Qin squinted at her.

The prime minister who was so courageous to give gifts to the emperor was the first person in ancient and modern times, but fortunately this was in private, and there was no one next to him, so he hadn't seen it.

The emperor’s eyes were full of indifference, and he stretched out his hand to slowly open the mahogany box, saying: "There is no shortage of Cordyceps sinensis in my palace, and what you gave would be..."

Before I finished speaking, I saw the spicy dried fish lined on the brocade in the mahogany box.

Yu Wenjie: "..."

Such a delicate box was actually used by her to put this kind of thing!

"The prime minister thinks that people who are sick should eat this?"

Huachun looked serious, and said solemnly: "The emperor shouldn't underestimate this box of dried fish."

"Should I look at it high?" Yu Wenjie frowned.

"Of course!" Huachun took a deep breath: "Every fish here comes from the cleanest waters in the capital. It integrates the seasonal changes after summer turns into autumn into the flesh, and is absorbed by the sun. All that is left is the essence of the fish! After processing, the fishy fish is left behind, only the aroma is left. Coupled with the flavor of the old chili and the spices, it finally becomes the delicacy of this small box."

While talking, she swallowed: "Eating fish can make your skin rosy, eyes bright, and full of energy. Compared with other tonics, which are three-point poison, dried fish is not only green and harmless, but also filling. Stomach, doesn't the emperor think this is the most important thing for sick people to eat?"

It makes sense, and Yu Wenjie sounds silly. Looking down at the dried fish in the box, he felt a little greedy.

After a while, he said: "I was still worried that you would shame me when I met the envoys. Now it seems that I am worried that it is unnecessary. This mouth can really say that the death is alive."

Huachun smiled, rubbing her hands and looking at him.

Yu Wenjie also gave face, stretched out his hand to squeeze a taste, and said: "I have accepted Aiqing's heart, let's step back."

"The emperor." Huachun said quickly: "You can read so many folds by yourself? Would you like the minister to help you change it together?"

She always stayed with Yu Wenjie before, she didn't cherish it, and regretted it when she had to rely on the relationship. If you give her another chance, she will definitely choose to hold the emperor’s thigh firmly, no matter what he says, all reply: YES, IDO.