Uncle, this palace is not going to sleep tonight

Chapter 227

"It's so late, isn't Rong Yan resting in the palace, come to the imperial garden to enjoy the moon?"

Murong Rongyan calmly said softly: "I heard that His Majesty had dinner at Qinshui Pavilion tonight, and Qinshui Pavilion will be cold at night, so I intend to send a cloak to Your Majesty."

Pointing to the brocade cloak on the tray in Qiaoyan's hand, she said again, "This cloak was embroidered by my concubine herself. It's already early autumn, Your Majesty can keep out the wind and cold in the morning and evening."

The neatly folded cloak can be seen to be made of high-quality materials. One side of the cloak is flying like a dragon, and the other side is a golden phoenix facing the sun.

Chu Jinyu already knew what to imply.

Picking up the cloak with his hand, he said with a smile: "The embroidery is really good, Rong Yan has taken care of me."

Murong Rongyan hurriedly blessed her body and replied: "Whatever your Majesty said, it is the duty of a concubine to serve His Majesty."

"In that case, I accept it disrespectfully." Chu Jinyu said briskly, then shook off the cloak, put it on Liu Qingyun with her own hands, and looked at it carefully, "It's windy at night, Qingyun will wear it for me."

Murong Rongyan suddenly raised her head in disbelief, he actually... gave Liu Qingyun the cloak that she spent several days and nights embroidering!

"Your Majesty..." "Speaking of the cloak, I remembered that Mobei sent two pieces of leather from Xueling young foxes to congratulate me on my ascension to the throne. Tomorrow, I will order someone to make you a big cloak, which can keep you from being cold in winter." Tightening the strap on the cloak, Chu Jinyu spoke to Liu Qingyun on his own, ignoring Murong Rongyan who had a gloomy face.

Liu Qingyun was very helpless, knowing that Chu Jinyu was deliberately snubbing Murong Rongyan, but she still couldn't ignore it, otherwise Murong Rongyan would rush up and bite her to death.

"Your Majesty, the slaves are not cold."

"But I'm cold." Chu Jinyu tied the rope for her wholeheartedly, raised her eyes and smiled, "So, you can wear it for me."

I've only heard of scapegoats, but there haven't been any ghosts in clothes since then.

Looking at Murong Rongyan's eyes that were almost burning with anger, Liu Qingyun immediately decided not to speak. Anyway, whatever she said was wrong, the grievance between Murong Rongyan and her was not just a cloak.

"I still have something to go to the Qiankun Palace, Rongyan can go back first." Unfolding the jade fan, he swayed the cool breeze, completely oblivious to Murong Rongyan's ugly face.

Biting her lower lip, she almost tasted the blood, Murong Rong smoked her body, and said with difficulty, "Your Majesty, go slowly, my concubine is resigning!"

"Your Majesty, you have really created a big problem for this servant."

Watching Murong Rongyan's proud back, Liu Qingyun sighed, "From now on, the imperial concubine will no longer be able to tolerate slaves."

"Why, is Qing Yun afraid?" He smiled lightly, seeing her finger open the cloak.

(End of this chapter)