When Spring Comes

He Changan's? Huachun's eyes lit up, and immediately said: "Hurry up and take a look."

Pintan looked for it and pulled out a small box. When Huachun opened, there was a red brocade on the bottom of the box, with a pair of jade pendants lined on the top, the left and right mandarin ducks, and the necks crossed into a pair. The jade body is crystal clear, mixed with golden light, exquisite carving, lifelike.

"What kind of jade is this?" Huachun looked for a long time and couldn't understand, then turned to ask Pintan.

Pin Tan also shook his head and said in a low voice, "The slave maid has never seen this kind of jade.

He Changan should be really interested, Huachun couldn't help sighing again, this is really "I am born as a king, but I am a man", sad and sad!

"I'll keep this, you and your mother will count the rest and put it in the treasury."

"Yes."

The pair of wearables can still be tied together if they can't be untied. For their cute appearance, Huachun tied it to the belt very carefully.

The early dynasty continued. Huachun hadn't received a few papers from important ministers for several days, but she didn’t even ask. Every day she sent people to the palace easily and happily, and she was no longer as dedicated as Hua Jinghua. All the papers were changed, only a little screening, and all nonsense was blocked.

As a result, Yu Wenjie's workload has increased. Every day, he sits in the harem with a dark face, his concubine dances underneath, and he changes his head on top.

"Bring me the prime minister into the palace!" Yu Wenjie was annoyed and dropped a cup of tea without changing the zigzag in front of him for an hour.

Duke Qin hurried forward and asked in a low voice, "Would you please come to Qinghe Hall?"

The emperor had a pause, thought for a while, got up and said: "Put the Wanbao Hall."

Concubine Hui, who was wearing dance clothes underneath, bit her lip aggrievedly. Seeing that the emperor was about to leave, she couldn't help but stretched out her hand and gently pulled his sleeves: "Isn't Huo Zhaoyi look better than Huo Zhaoyi?"

Yu Wenjie frowned, pulled his sleeves back gently, and looked at Concubine Hui and said, "You have a good rest, don't think too much."

Just leave.

Concubine Hui seemed to be slapped in the face, her face was hot, she could only watch the emperor walk out of the Qinghe Palace, but did not dare to call again.

This emperor’s grace is really like running water...

Hua Chunzheng was so happy that he was drinking tea at home, and was taken into the palace unpreparedly.

"What's wrong with this?" Walking with the palace man, Huachun looked up at the big sun in the sky, resentful.

"The emperor is for the sake of the prime minister." The palace man who led the way next to him smiled: "Didn't the queen mother have an order to let the prime minister come and read it? Now your majesty is in Wanbao Hall again, for fear that the prime minister will be blamed by the queen mother, he specially invited Of you."

Huachun was silent.

She forgot about the Queen Mother, so she has to thank the emperor for reminding her?

Sighing, Huachun felt that it would be necessary to apply for a marriage leave with the empress dowager. Huo Zhaoyi would be a little more charming. Seeing the emperor’s spirit of seeing Zhezi in her palace, she would not be confused by her. , The Queen Mother is worried about being redundant. It is not good for the elderly to worry about so much. Do children and grandchildren have their own blessings?

Thinking of this, she stepped into the Wanbao Hall.

Then I saw the emperor holding Huo Zhaoyi, who was still dressed, sitting on the main seat above me. From the perspective of the door, Huo Zhaoyi seemed to be kissing the emperor's neck.

Amitabha! Huachun hurriedly lowered her head, and her goose bumps started to rise.

Can you pay attention to the influence? what! Even if you don't take good care of your own body, you still have a bit of ethics to take care of others' eyes, okay! Huachun is very angry. If there is a newspaper here, she must contribute! The title read-"Shocking news! When the emperor fornicated the harem, he actually staged a live erotica under the public!"

The sales must be very good.

In this scene, she really wanted to quit, after all, don't look at indecent ass. However, before she could take any action, Yu Wenjie spoke.

"Come in."

His grandma's.

Cursing in her heart, Huachun still had a decent smile on her face, and walked over to salute without raising her head: "Weichen knocks on the emperor."

"No gift." He stretched out his hand and pushed a pile of folds on the table: "The weather is good today. The prime minister can change these folds."

Huachun: "..."

This person is shameless! As the emperor, is it his business to change the zhezi? Hua Jinghua often helps him with things, doesn't it mean she should do it, relying on sex?

After considering the words, Hua Chun smiled and said: "Your Majesty, the Queen Mother has a purpose, you have to change it yourself."

There is also a queen mother in this palace who is bigger than the emperor, and it is good for your health to move out and use it more.

Yuwenjie raised his eyelids: "You change."

Ah! A joke, is it useful to say two words so coldly? Huachun raised his chin very stubbornly.

Then silently carried the stack of folds in front of the emperor to the small case table next to him.

Ugh.

Why do people have the courage? Even if there is, why is her so small? Obviously, it is possible to fight for the emperor according to reason, but when she meets his cold tone, it is easy to persuade her. As soon as there is no lower limit, she listens to what people say.

In this world, persimmons can't be soft, and people can't be too kind. Look, you will end up with her in the end!

The palace man took a pen, ink, paper and inkstone. When he saw the brush, Hua Chun reacted, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

She... The handwriting is completely different from Hua Jinghua. Yu Wenjie has read Hua Jinghua's characters for so long, and now she writes them in another font, what will happen?

You don't need to think about the ending, one word, death.

After a shiver, Hua Chungan smiled and turned back: "My lord, these discounts are not in a hurry. Can you change them tomorrow?"

The emperor embraced the beautiful woman and didn't even look at her: "No."

Hua Chun was a little flustered, looked back at the ugly words on the paper, and tried to concentrate on finding a way.

What can I do now to not write?

Option one, the palace is on fire. She now has a candlestick on her left. If it is overturned, the flame can burn up along the gauze next to it.

But judging by the hands of the people in the palace, the fire should have been extinguished before the gauze in front of her was half burned, and she must have been charged with assassination, and then pushed to scratch.

Then look at option two. She pretended to be sick, said her stomach hurts, then went to the latrine, and when she reached the palace gate, she was almost able to leave.

But here is the imperial palace, there are countless imperial doctors, and the emperor can break through her trick if he finds any one. Then she was accused of deceiving the king and pushed out to exile.

Choice three? She smashed to death on this table without any charges, and leaving this world cleanly, it seemed the best choice for now.

Ha ha.

Scratching her hair, Huachun felt very broken down.

"The emperor." Huo Zhaoyi said: "It seems to be cool outside, why don't we go for a walk?"

Yu Wenjie glanced at Huachun, a little hesitant.

Student Huachun immediately stood up and applauded: "Huo Zhaoyi is considerate of the Holy Spirit, knowing that the Holy Spirit is exhausted, and taking care of the Holy Spirit is really rare, so your Majesty should not give up the empress."

Huo Zhaoyi was taken aback, grinned reluctantly, and looked up at the emperor expectantly.

"Okay." Yu Wenjie nodded in response: "Let's join the prime minister."

"...Huh?" Huachun said in a daze, "The minister also go?"

What's the matter with a couple walking in the garden and bringing a light bulb? She still wants to stay and think of a way to deal with this discount. Who has time to watch them show their affection!

The emperor nodded: "Let's go."

With his head drooping, Huachun replied weakly, "Yes."

Come on, she treats herself as a poodle and is led out for a walk by the two masters.

Huo Zhaoyi was a little dissatisfied, but still followed suit.

The imperial garden is very exquisite and unique, Huachun walked all the way and saw all rockery, with various shapes. Flowers of any color bloom in the flowerbed, as rich as the specimen exhibition hall. There is a small lake ahead, which is very emotional.

"My concubine heard that this year the imperial garden is auspicious, and the rockery is blooming." Huo Zhaoyi said: "Look, your emperor, those little yellow flowers are dotted on top, do you look good?"

Yuwenjie didn't lift his head either, and he shouldn't bother her either. But Huo Zhaoyi was still excited, holding the emperor's hand, happier than going to the fair.

Huachun followed boredly behind her head and glanced at the rockery, suddenly a flash of inspiration in her mind.

Yes, there is another way if you don't want to change the book!

Discard your hands!

This idea is very **** and violent. Thinking about it, I feel pain in my right hand, but if I don't waste it now, my head will be destroyed later. Choose one of the hands and the head. You must choose the head. After all, there are two hands and only one head!

Huachun made up his mind on the principle that things are rare.

"The emperor." She said: "The minister also thinks that the flowers on the rockery are particularly beautiful, can you let the minister pick two flowers and go back to coax the green curls?"

Yuwenjie paused, then looked back at him.

"If you want to pick it, pick it yourself. No one else will help."

"Thank you, the emperor!"

I knew he would say that, if someone else picks it up, then he hasn't had a chance yet.

Huo Zhaoyi raised her eyebrows and said softly, "Prime Minister, there are many moss on the rockery. Be careful."

"The minister understands."

After pulling up his sleeves, Huachun went to the back of a farther rockery, began to calculate the angle, and a reasonable focus.

Although she is a liberal arts student, it is not difficult to calculate this point. In short, she is a free-fall movement aimed at hurting her right hand.

Taking a deep breath, Huachun bravely climbed all the way to the top of one of the shortest artificial hills and picked two small yellow flowers.

Now the question is, how can she fall so real under the emperor's eyes?

Anxiously, he raised his head and looked at Yu Wenjie. As a result, the other person had already embraced Huo Zhaoyi and continued to move forward. There was no intention to look at her at all.

...... It is embarrassing to be passionate.

Since she didn't look at it, then she was free, the height was only two meters, and it was impossible to fall.

Gritting her teeth, Huachun moved her body, and was about to move. She unexpectedly put her hands behind her back and pushed her down suddenly.

"what!"

Without any psychological preparation, she still screamed, the only thing she could do was to land first with her right hand.

"Boo—"

The movement was so loud that Yu Wenjie in front of him immediately turned around, frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

Duke Qin was also at a loss. A little **** ran up and told him, "The Prime Minister Hua stumbled and fell down!"

With a frown, the emperor pulled away the person in front of him and strode behind the rockery.

Huachun was lying on the ground, sweating from the pain, the pain of the cracked bone in her right hand was really not a joke, and her eyes were all pale.

"What's the matter with you?" The emperor's voice sounded in his ears: "There are no bones in the feet? You can fall off like this!"

Having no energy to answer him, Hua Chun squeezed his right hand and let out a painful "Oh".

His arms were in vain, not as strong as a man. Yu Wenjie was already quite familiar, and he reached out to help him up.