When Spring Comes

It is good that the emperor can listen to some of the prime minister's words, but it would be bad if he obeyed the prime minister's words in the future.

Since ancient times, the emperor's power has been declining, and there has never been a situation that can get along in harmony. The prime minister is the emperor's best helper, and at the same time the greatest enemy. Duke Qin is very worried that if this continues, the emperor will be completely wary of the prime minister, which is not good.

Long Nian was walking on the palace road. He was thinking about saying something to the emperor, and he heard the emperor ask, "What is the purple thing over there?"

Looking in the direction he was pointing, Qin Gong just said: "Back to the emperor, this is a newly introduced flower from the palace, named Platycodon grandiflorum. It's time to bloom."

There are many red and yellow flowers, and a lot of white ones, but this purple one is rare. Yu Wenjie got a little bit of interest, and made people stop Long Yin, looked at the flower bed from a distance, and then said: "It's very interesting, you pick two flowers for Prime Minister Hua and let him guess What kind of flower is it."

"...Yes." Duke Qin bowed and waved to let the palace man do it.

With this interruption, he forgot what he wanted to say and could only follow the emperor contemplatively.

The Yongan Palace originally lived when Hua Liuying was a noble concubine, and I don’t know what it means for the Queen Mother to arrange Hua Xunyue here.

When Yu Wenjie went in, he saw the man kneeling on the ground, wearing a palace gauze for sleeping, and pulling a conch bun. His voice tactfully greeted him: "Mindaughter, see your majesty."

"Be flat."

"Thank your majesty."

Hua Xunyue was excited and tense in her heart, and finally waiting for this good opportunity given by God, she must perform well anyway, and strive to win the favor of her Majesty.

But when she entered the palace, she met a lot of other concubines, objectively speaking, they looked better than her. What should I do?

Holding the kerchief, Hua Xunyue's eyes rolled round and round, and when she didn't know what to do, she heard the emperor say: "Raise your head."

The emperor said so, and she had no choice but to smile and lift her chin.

This face is ordinary, and the maid who is standing next to him is not so beautiful. Hua Jinghua is really an upright person, and he doesn't leave room for his own sister, saying that weeds are weeds, neither belittle nor exaggerate.

A smile suddenly appeared in Yu Wenjie's eyes.

Hua Xunyue shook, and the joy in her heart overflowed instantly. Rumor has it that the emperor rarely smiles. Now he shows such an expression to her? !

Is this being favored by God?

Qin Gonggong pursed his lips. He knew why the emperor was laughing, and immediately stepped forward and said, "The slave waits on the emperor to change clothes."

Yu Wenjie nodded and then stood up, Hua Xunyue naturally also quickly got up and waited aside happily.

Many people in the palace said that the maternity bed will give her a very different experience. She has been looking forward to it. What kind of experience will it be?

As a result, he saw that the emperor went straight to the main bed and lay down on the main bed after changing clothes. The chief **** next to her made a bed on the soft couch and said, "The emperor is too tired today. Just stay with you and don't bother."

what? Hua Xunyue was shocked.

She came to attend the bed, but she could only sleep on the soft couch outside, and couldn't bother with the emperor on the same couch? !

what is this? Who do you pretend to show?

Hua Xunyue was very angry, her body was trembling slightly, but she didn't dare to say anything, and she responded with tears, gritted her teeth and climbed onto the soft couch.

Unwillingly glanced on the bed, the emperor had fallen asleep quietly, and Qin Gonggong was guarded by the bed, and did not intend to quit.

The grievance in her heart was even worse. Hua Xunyue cried for half an hour while covering her under the quilt, touching the gauze on her body, which was truly humiliating.

Why is this happening? Is it because she looks mediocre and the emperor looks down on it?

She was uncomfortable in this way, but Yu Wenjie slept very well, maybe she was really tired, and fell asleep in a short while, and even dreamed.

He dreamed of a flowerbed with various flowers blooming in brilliant colors, and he was carefully admiring it, but he saw Hua Jinghua stand up with a head of platycodon and smile at him silly.

This dream is simply inexplicable, but he was in a good mood. He watched the fool laugh and laugh, running around him with his head full of flowers.

There must be too much pressure in the daytime to have such an idiot dream.

When he woke up the next day, Yu Wenjie looked at Duke Qin by the bed, and the first sentence was: "Did the prime minister guess what it was?"

Duke Qin looked very complicated, nodded and said: "The prime minister has a lot of knowledge and guessed it. The emperor should get up and change his clothes first."

"Ok."

With a smile in his eyes, Yu Wenjie tilted his head to see the poor Hua Xunyue who was still kneeling on the ground beside him.

"Is that the third lady of the Flower Mansion?" the emperor said: "Well, gentle and pleasant, let's make a consort."

Hua Xunyue was shocked, looked up at the emperor in disbelief, and did not recover in a daze.

She couldn't even go up to the dragon bed, did the emperor come together to seal her concubine Shu? ! One of the four concubines, just rode on the head of the second sister!

After reacting, Hua Xunyue laughed so hard: "The concubine, thank you for the grace of the emperor!"

Yuwen nodded and left Yong'an Hall in stride.

A burst of cheers erupted shortly behind him. Duke Qin looked at his majesty's face and whispered, "Is this Yongan Palace given to Concubine Shu?"

"Let her live." The emperor said: "There is no room for other palaces."

"Yes."

As soon as the news spread, the harem became lively like a frying pan, and there were people who watched the show, provocatively, and came to congratulate. Hua Xunyue was so busy, she didn't forget to thank the Queen Mother.

Compared with the noise in the harem, the front dynasty was much quieter. Huachun slept and went to the dynasty. After staying for an hour, he still followed the emperor back to the Zichen Hall to deal with things.

"The emperor seems to be in a good mood." He Changan said: "But what's the happy thing?"

After a pause, I added: "Could it be because the third lady of the Hua family is so in love with the emperor?"

"No." Yu Wenjie said flatly: "I think the weather is good."

Huachun had a pause and silently looked up at the dense dark clouds in the sky.

Just be happy.

"Look at this, it really resembles the symptoms Jinghua said yesterday." He Changan smiled and said, "It must be tempting for people."

"Huh?" Yu Wenjie raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at Hua Chun, and then at He Changan: "What symptoms?"

Why do you always feel that there are many things he doesn't know between these two people?

"I asked Jinghua yesterday what constitutes a liking for someone." He Changan explained to him with a smile: "Jinghua makes sense. When you have a sweetheart, you will be happier."

"What kind of symptom is this?" Yu Wenjie said disapprovingly: "I am very happy with you, don't you become my sweetheart?"

He Changan laughed, moved a little to the side, shook his head and said: "This is different, there are other performances. How do you say that?" If you see something interesting on the road, the first one Thinking of her wanting to share with her, then you are tempted.'Has the emperor ever felt this way to anyone?"

The smile in his eyes slowly faded, and Yu Wenjie's face sank.

The lisianthus flowers bloomed just right in the next flowerbed, and the breeze blew by, and a purple wave appeared.

"That's tempting? Nonsense!"

"What are you doing so excited?" He Changan looked at him curiously: "It's just that, the specific situation may be different. You have to dream about her often and think of her often. Jinghua, you say is not it?"

"Yes." Huachun focused all of his attention on He Changan's face, not paying much attention to the emperor's look, and smilingly said: "Everyone's likes are different, and they are not suitable for everyone."

The emperor's face became ugly, and his steps took a little longer, leaving the two people around him far behind.

"Hey?" He Changan looked at him inexplicably, and then at Hua Chun blankly: "What's wrong with this?"

Huachun shrugged innocently: "I don't know. Didn't it mean that the emperor's mood is always so uncertain? That should be used to it."

"That's right." He Changan smiled, and took out an oil paper bag from his arms: "Your mother asked me to transfer the dried fish to you, saying that you are afraid that you will not be used to the things in the palace."

With bright eyes, Huachun happily took the oil paper bag over: "Thank you so much."

Although she is not uncomfortable with food in the palace, she is still very happy to be able to eat such familiar snacks.

Yu Wenjie should have eaten it last time, and it is still not very clean. This time, I will try to please him again. It is not in vain that he has been so kind to her these days.

Thinking about this, Huachun didn't share the dried fish with He Chang'an, she stuffed it directly into her sleeve and returned to the Zichen Hall.

It was another busy afternoon. After He Changan went out of the palace, seeing that it was not dinner time, Huachun approached the emperor with a look of curiosity and said, "Does the emperor smell any fragrance?"

Yu Wenjie's face was a little pale, as if he was very uncomfortable, and said faintly, "No."

"Hey!" Huachun took out the dried fish, opened the oil paper bag and held it in front of him: "Look at this! Chen's mother asked the second brother to send it, do you remember the emperor?"

Yu Wenjie frowned.

The spicy smell reminded him of the rainy night, the dullness of rain mixed with soil in his breath, the scent of dried fish, and the scent of milk in a person. You can see people's white necks wherever they lower their eyes.

With his throat moved slightly, Yu Wenjie roughly pushed Huachun away, and sprinkled the dried fish on the floor.

"Hey?"

Probably because of being treated with gentleness for too long, Huachun was pushed to a stagger, looking at the dried fish that Gu Lulu rolled out very blankly.

Then she became angry.

Nothing can be wasted, no food can be wasted! How many people can't eat meat, so he spilled such a big bag of dried fish? !

Frowning tightly, Huachun gritted her teeth, lowered down and picked up all the dried fish by herself, and took a look at the emperor with the oil paper bag. She was far away from him and hid in a corner to eat.

This kind of person is really difficult to get along with, and he doesn't like to talk. No one knows what he is thinking. The last moment was sunny, and the next moment was violent storms. If you accidentally put a hot face on someone’s cold ass, who will suffer. what?

Although he is the emperor, he is awesome, and he is in charge of his territory, but he has to treat people as people, right? It was he who had a gentle attitude first, so she dared to treat him as a friend with confidence, and when she turned her face, she treated him as a slave again. The psychological adjustment of others also requires a transition, okay?

With a stomach fire, Huachun forcibly ate a packet of dried fish and wiped his mouth severely at the end.

Yu Wenjie sat in the same place and didn't move. From the corner of his eyes, Hua Jinghua's movements could be seen.

"The emperor?" Seeing the emperor's expression, Duke Qin was a little worried: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Yu Wenjie closed his eyes: "You don't have to worry about me."

How can this not matter? Duke Qin was a little anxious, and he waved his hand and sent people out to look for the royal doctor. The emperor's lips were white, and most of them were sick.

After Huachun finished the dried fish, he went back to the table to look at Zhezi, without even looking at the emperor.

She feels that she can't be friends with people who profane food! You can only be colleagues with people who don't respect people, and worshiping brothers is just a name.

Righteous, his hand was gently touched by Duke Qin.

Huachun looked up and saw him look anxious, motioning her to look at the emperor.

what is wrong? Huachun was at a loss, glanced sideways, and I was obedient, her face pale, like Bai Wuchang.

Shocked, classmate Huachun immediately forgot that she was still angry just now, and reached out and touched the emperor's forehead.

"I have a fever."

Yu Wenjie pursed his lips, probably because she didn't expect her to be so bold, and immediately waved his hand away displeasedly: "Don't touch me."

"Don't touch you well." She softened her tone and said like a kid: "You know that people who are sick are in a bad mood. Please calm down and see the royal doctor."

The emperor said with a calm face: "I am not sick!"

Huachun looked around, and directly looked for a mirror and stretched it out in front of him, with an expression of "watch yourself".

Yu Wenjie lowered his eyes, saw his face, frowned, was silent for a while as if he was angry with someone, and then stretched out his wrist.

Qin Gonggong breathed a sigh of relief and quickly asked the imperial physician to check his pulse.

The emperor turns out to be sick too! Huachun was not angry anymore and was watching curiously.

Yu Wenjie is too tall, just like a beast, she thought that a strong person like him would definitely have a good body. She didn't expect that when he got sick, he would still become a little white face.