When Spring Comes

Huachun was shocked, thinking that he was discovered by the emperor so soon?

She also deliberately wandered around with He Changan in an attempt to disturb the sight of the spies, just to hide this matter before the party, otherwise there would be no surprises! He didn't expect it to be known to him, it was a failure.

After sighing, Huachun raised her head to meet Yu Wenjie's deep gaze, recognizing her fate, and said: "Yesterday I went to look around with Lord Hou. I wanted to find a suitable time and a suitable place to do that."

The emperor squinted his eyes: "Do you think this is appropriate?"

"Why is it inappropriate?" Huachun said: "Don't worry, the emperor, we will not let you down!"

Won't let him down? Yu Wenjie frowned: "Do you think I will support you like this?"

Hua Chun shook his head and looked at him flatly and said: "The ministers and others know this. Your Majesty may not accept it for a while, but you must believe that Weichen, Weichen and Hou Ye will not embarrass you."

It was so blatantly admitted!

His heart sank, Yu Wenjie's expression was very dignified, and a lot of emotions surged in his eyes for a time.

The eyes of the person in front of him were full of innocent smiles, and they looked at him frankly, as if they didn’t feel the seriousness of breaking sleeves at all, and seemed to have enough confidence to face the future storms with He Changan. .

He didn't talk to them for a few days, so why did he feel like he was abandoned by the two of them?

Although he had previously sensed that Chang'an and Hua Jinghua might have a good impression of each other, he didn't expect that this day would come so quickly that he was at a loss and his heart suddenly became empty.

Thinking that these two people might stand on the cusp of the wind and waves together in the future, Chang'an’s hand will firmly hold Hua Jinghua, and Hua Jinghua will lean against Chang’an’s chest. A heart can't calm down.

I knew... I kept more people in the Zichen Hall for a few days.

His throat was a little tight, Yu Wenjie lowered his eyes, without showing any emotions on his face, but said indifferently, "If there is a big trouble, you... don't expect me to help."

Big trouble? Huachun lowered her head for a moment, can't she? Even if she got some special tools, it wouldn't cause any major troubles. At most minor incidents, she prepared the sand for fire fighting in advance.

So she was very confident and said: "The emperor can rest assured, since the minister dares to do this, she will definitely consider it properly."

"You..." He swallowed when the words reached his lips, and Yu Wenjie said: "Come with me and sit in the Royal Garden for a while."

You have such a good interest? Huachun smiled: "Yes."

It's rare, she thought the emperor was going to leave her in the cold for a long time, but she didn't expect to let her wait in such a straightforward manner.

I haven't observed it closely for a few days. At first glance, the emperor seemed to have lost a lot of weight, probably because of his previous illness and his face was a little pale.

Out of humanitarian concern, Hua Chun said: "The emperor must take care of his body."

Yu Wenjie glanced at him heavily: "It's enough for you to care about Changan, don't care about me."

Why does this sound weird? Huachun raised her eyebrows and touched her chin. She is very concerned about He Changan, right, she is a male **** after all! But you are acquaintances with him anyway, so you can't care too much?

"Second brother, he is okay, he has been in good spirits recently, and he can help me hold five gift boxes with one hand." But you, the mighty and mighty man is almost losing his horse.

In the second half of the sentence, the daunting classmate Huachun still couldn't spit it out smoothly, so he kept it in his heart.

The emperor glanced at the sky sadly: "Chang'an is a very nice man, right?"

"Yeah." Huachun nodded in agreement: "A lot of girls can stuff him sachets when he buys something on the street, he didn't even ask for one, and he returned them all."

Where can I find such an attractive but unsentimental man?

"He doesn't like them, so how can he accept the sachet from others." Yu Wenjie pursed his lips: "If you give it, he might accept it."

Huachun raised her eyebrows.

What's wrong, what excites the emperor today? Why is it that although he is still stern, there is a sigh of resentment all over his body, and what he said is sour and wrong?

Looking up and down Yu Wenjie, she thought for a while, could it be that she and He Changan worked together to calculate him?

Is the relationship between this man as delicate as his daughter's? The three are good friends, always afraid that the other two will play better and exclude themselves?

In front is the pond of the Royal Garden. The emperor sat down in the pavilion next to him. Without a seat, Huachun stood honestly and continued to think about life.

Yu Wenjie turned his head to look at him, and with a casual glance, he saw what was hanging from his waist.

It was a pair of pair of mandarin ducks, with exquisite carvings and extremely rare jade species. There is only such a pair in the world. The last time I saw it was a few years ago, on the waist of He Changan. He glanced twice more, and He Changan was not willing to contribute generously.

And now, the pair of Pei hung on Hua Jinghua's waist, and when he had no idea at all, many things were happening quietly.

Feeling heavy and uncomfortable, Yu Wenjie closed his eyes and leaned on the stone railing, slowly adjusting his mood.

He can't do anything, even if He Changan and Hua Jinghua really hold hands in front of everyone one day, all he can do is drive them out of the capital together. No anger, no anger, no sadness. Can't cry, can't be sad, can't save.

Why do you want to be an emperor?

"What a big koi!" The person next to him suddenly yelled.

Yu Wenjie returned to his senses, frowning at him.

Huachun ran to the edge of the pond with an exaggerated expression and pointed to a three-foot-long koi in it and said to him: "If this thing is posted on Weibo, it will definitely be reposted for millions!"

What are you talking about? The emperor looked at her incomprehensibly. It was just a big koi. There were a lot of them in the palace. What's all the fuss about?

Excited for a while, Huachun put her hands together and closed her eyes.

"what are you doing?"

"Wish."

The emperor looked at him with crazy eyes: "Wish to a fish?"

"The emperor doesn't know something." After making a wish, Huachun ran back to him with a serious face and said: "The meaning of koi is very good, and it has the function of making people want things to be done, so I sincerely make a wish to koi. Wish is possible. Would you like to try?"

"Absurd!" The emperor gave him a scornful look, and the emperor said in a deep voice: "It's man-made, what's the use of making a wish? This fish itself is a thing in the pool and can't escape, so it can help others?"

With a flat mouth, Huachun whispered: "You are not romantic at all. Sometimes people need to give themselves psychological comfort. Why are you always so rational?"

Don't start the emperor: "I don't believe it anyway."

"...Oh." Huachun shrugged. If you don't believe it, don't believe it, and she doesn't like to engage in thought kidnapping. Everyone has different ideas and respect each other.

Turning to look elsewhere, the pavilion is surrounded by a hundred flowers and a rockery is just a corner of the imperial garden, but it is also very ingenious and beautiful. The buildings of Daliang are not as magnificent as those in the TV series, but they also have a strong ancient charm and historical atmosphere. She looks pleasing to the eye anyway, as if she has lived here for thousands of years.

At this moment when she turned her head, Yu Wenjie, who was sitting next to her, stared at the koi in the pond silently for a while, raised her hand slightly, and put it down again with disdain.

"Your Majesty, since you already know it, the minister might as well ask one more question." Huachun said: "How about holding an autumn party in the front hall of the Furong Palace the day after tomorrow?"

The emperor was at a loss: "The party?"

"It's an activity where everyone gathers together to watch the performance and enhance the relationship between each other." Huachun explained to him strenuously: "This evening there will be ministers and Lord Hou's intentions in it, and I hope the emperor will see it. After all the performances, I can understand the hard work of the minister and Lord Hou and support our ideas."

Yu Wenjie was silent.

He is getting more and more confused about what these two people are doing, and if he wants him to support them, he still has a party? If this matter is known to the Queen Mother, I am afraid that something will happen.

Even if Hua Jinghua is stupid occasionally, does this decision Changan also support it?

The emperor still couldn't help but worry and said: "Are you not afraid of the Queen Mother's opposition?"

"It won't." Huachun waved her hand quickly: "We have asked the queen mother, and the queen mother is very supportive."

Yu Wenjie: "..."

Is he dreaming? Why can't he understand the behavior of the people around him suddenly? After getting a few men into the palace mother, they became so excited. She brazenly broke his sleeves, she still supports?

He pinched himself hard, Yu Wenjie's face was pale, and he wanted to hit the pillar next to him with his head, to see if he was stupid or they were stupid.

"If you like it, then do it." He thought for a while, and he felt his brain hurt. I didn't want to think about it, and waved: "The Queen Mother supports it, and I don't have any comments. Just wait and see."

"Well, good!" Huachun clapped her hands happily, and then saluted and retired: "The minister will continue to arrange."

The emperor didn't say a word, but when he stood up and turned to leave, he caught the other's hand coldly.

With an inexplicable heartbeat, Huachun turned her head in astonishment.

Yu Wenjie didn't know why he suddenly made such a move. He grabbed his wrist and didn't want to let go. Without saying a word, he looked away from the distance.

What's the situation? Huachun looked at him blankly. Although I found that the emperor was a little bit cute early in the morning, her face was as black as the bottom of a pot, but her hand was weakly grasping her wrist. This kind of contrast is almost killing!

Huachun felt softened in an instant, and without asking him what he wanted to do, she stood honestly and let him hold on to him.

I don't know which book I have seen, saying that the emperor's heart is very fragile and soft, just like a cactus, he is extremely helpless after pulling out the thorn. They all grew up in a lonely environment, longing for warmth, but could not get close to it.

Such a man can inspire all the maternal love in a woman! Had it not been for Yu Wenjie's aura to be too scary, Hua Chun would really like to go up and touch his head and hug him. This feeling of acting like a baby in the Tibetan mastiff is so cute. You don't need to look to know that your eyes must be full of kindness now.

After standing for a stick of incense, Yu Wenjie let go of him, as if nothing happened, waved his hand, meaning: you can withdraw.

The Tibetan Mastiff's coquettishness ended, and her fangs were exposed again.

Hua Chun flattened her mouth, retracted her hand and rubbed it, and withdrew honestly.

Yu Wenjie sat motionless in the pavilion.

As soon as he walked out of the Royal Garden, an unfamiliar **** came to ask Huachun: "The prime minister, what did the emperor say?"

She wanted to ask who you are, but she glanced at her waist card, as if it was in the Queen's Palace, and said in a good voice, "The emperor should have done so, just continue to prepare."

"Hey!" The **** happily left.

The show for the party has been prepared, and there are still two days to go, Huachun will immediately go out of the palace to find He Chang to arrange training. Anyway, what I want is a family fun, and the show doesn’t need to be too formal, as long as there is an atmosphere.

So in the next two days, the emperor couldn't see the shadow of Hua Jinghua and He Chang'an at once, and he didn't bother to ask, so he sat alone on the dragon's nun.

Duke Qin, who had been recuperating for a long time, clutched his waist and continued to come back to serve, but when he saw the emperor’s depressed mood, he was shocked and quickly asked the **** who replaced him: "What happened?"

The **** shook his head blankly: "The emperor is still the same every day, nothing special."

No? Duke Qin frowned, how does this look like nothing? The look in his eyes was gone, and his soul was as if he had been taken away. Others can't see it, but he can see clearly.

Something must have happened.

After the next dynasty, the emperor did not go anywhere, but stood by the pond in the imperial garden.

Qin Gonggong hesitated for a long time whether to go up and ask the emperor what happened, but before he could speak, he saw the emperor closed his eyes, folded his hands together, and bowed to the pool.

What does it mean? Duke Qin couldn't help but peer into the pond. There was nothing but fish. What was the emperor praying for?

"I finally understand why those people still ask God to worship Buddha even if they know it is useless."

Looking back, Yu Wenjie said indifferently: "Because I was desperate, there was nothing else I could do except pray to God and worship Buddha."

The tone was too heavy, and Duke Qin was crying: "The emperor...what can I say to the old slave, and the old slave will share your worries for you."

"I can't divide it." Yu Wenjie took a deep breath, then spit out a long time: "Let's go, go back and change it. There is a party tonight."

Is it a party at Furong Palace? Duke Qin was a little surprised, thinking that the emperor would not be willing to go, but he was still thinking about it.

It seems that with the help of Prime Minister Hua and Yuhou Gong this time, the emperor and empress dowager will surely be able to relieve their previous suspicions.

After the sky passed, the emperor moved to the Furong Palace slowly after changing his clothes. Unexpectedly, Long Nian would meet the Queen Mother's Yijia on the way.

The palace members on both sides felt their hearts were tight. What should I do if the emperor turns around and leaves when he meets here?

The Queen Mother was also very worried, and even took the initiative to care: "Why doesn't the emperor's face look good?"