Xiang Ziyu smiled, reached out and pinched Huarong's chin to force her to look up, "Does it hurt?"
Huarong slapped Xiang Ziyu's hand off with a slap, and responded angrily, "What do you think?!"
"Hiss." She said anxiously, tearing to the corner of her mouth, Huarong couldn't help but gasp.
With a cunning smile, Xiangzi leaned over to Huarong's face, exhaling provocative ambiguity, "How about I give you some medicine?"
Hua Rong caught a glimpse of Xiang Zi's Yu Diliuan eyes, and pushed him away, "Farewell, I'm afraid it will be useless to kiss again."
"How can it be?" Xiang Ziyu took a step forward, "It's gentle this time."
"Still" Huarong thought for a while, pulled her painful lips, and decided to refuse.
Who would have thought that Xiang Ziyu kissed him directly, and he kissed back even the words of refusal. Huarong put her hand on Xiang Ziyu's shoulder, and wanted to push him back, but when she held her hand back I was stunned, this time it was really gentle, it was as gentle as having a piece of marshmallow in my mouth, it was soft, bit by bit into my heart.
"Miss." Hua Lu greeted Huarong as soon as she saw Huarong coming out, "How's it going?"
Huarong caressed her swollen belly and smiled, it goes without saying that Xiang Ziyu compromised.
Hua Lu's heart skipped a beat, her eyes were full of tears, and she didn't know whether to be happy for the young lady or feel sad for her.
"There are still memorials in the imperial study room that have not been reviewed." Xiang Ziyu turned his head, and felt his heart throbbing when he saw Huarong's kind smile, "I'm going back first."
As she spoke, she leaned over and planted a longing kiss on Huarong's forehead.
Huarong smiled, "Well, good." She looked up at the dark sky, but didn't say anything else, she knew that Xiang Ziyu needed time to accept it.
He was able to agree, and she was already satisfied.
Seeing Xiang Ziyu leave, Hua Lu leaned forward, holding Huarong's arm, sobbing, hesitating for a long time, "Missyou reallyreallyreallydecided ?"
Huarong patted Hua Lu's hand lightly, and nodded heavily, "Yes. No matter what the ending is, I'm willing."
Take a gamble, at least there is still some hope, some hope to look forward to, if you don't gamble, she really has no hope, not even a one-ten-thousandth possibility.
Back in the imperial study room, Xiang Ziyu just sat there, silent, as if he had lost his soul, lifeless, exactly the same as when Huarong learned the truth. It seems that I have lost the motivation to live and lost the most important thing.
"Your Majesty." Deshun couldn't help but uttered, just sitting like this is not an option, seeing the sky getting darker and darker, "Are you still going to Concubine Rong's place tonight?"
Mentioning Concubine Rong, Xiang Ziyu regained his senses, raised his head in a daze, his eyes were deep and stagnant, but there were still waves, "Go out, I want to be alone."
Deshun took a deep look at Xiang Ziyu, "Hey."
Withdrew and sent someone to report to Changle Palace. He waited at the door, and if Xiang Ziyu had any orders, he would go up to listen to them as soon as possible.
"Eunuch, it's foggy at night." The little eunuch tiptoed forward with a cloak in hand, "Put on a cloak."
Deshun glanced at the little eunuch and said "En".
After the little eunuch helped Deshun put on the cloak, he took a look at the closed imperial study, "Your majesty, he still doesn't know when he will come out. It's really hard for my father-in-law."
Deshun blamed: "Huqin what? You and I are both serving the emperor, so there is no hard work. You!" Stretched out his hand and poked the little eunuch's forehead, "Recently, there is no one to talk about! "
The little eunuch smiled apologetically, "Eunuch taught me a lesson. However, the emperor this time"
Deshun sighed, "The Emperor dotes on Concubine Rong, how could he not agree to Concubine Rong's request? Alas, isn't the Emperor himself the one who was injured in the end?" He patted the little eunuch's thin shoulder, "This Be smarter for a few days, the emperor is in a bad mood, so pay more attention to everything and be careful."
"Yes." The little eunuch replied, "I would like to follow my father-in-law's instruction."
Deshun said "um", patted the little eunuch in relief, turned his head to look at the closed imperial study, and sighed deeply.
"Eunuch"
Deshun felt the push, and his drowsiness gradually dissipated. He opened his sleepy old eyes, looked at the gradually brightening sky, and then asked the little eunuch who pushed him aside, "What time is it?"
"If you go back to your father-in-law, it's almost five o'clock, do you need to remind the emperor to go to court?" The little eunuch answered while helping Deshun to get up.
Deshun took it from the little eunuch and handed it overHe wiped his tears with a wet hand towel, and looked at the still closed imperial study, "Your Majesty, is there any movement this night?"
"No." The little eunuch took the used towel, "It's been quiet all this time, and I haven't come out for a while. Would you like to go and have a look?"
Deshun thought for a while, "Go and have a look." As he spoke, he walked towards the door of the imperial study room, but just after taking two or three steps, Deshun's expression changed, his old face was wrinkled, his legs and feet were sore and numb, and he almost fell asleep. Killed him.
The little eunuch who was serving was quite clever. He took the chair and told Deshun to sit down. Then he squatted down and rubbed Deshun's legs. The technique was strong and powerful, and after a while, the numbness subsided by half.
"Ah!" Deshun hammered his old leg, "Old people are useless, in the past! When the late emperor was still alive, the old slave often waited at the door all night. Back then! I didn't feel sleepy after standing all night. Not to mention sore legs."
"What did the father-in-law say?" The little eunuch smiled, "The father-in-law is still young and strong! It's just that he was in a hurry to walk for a while, which made him cramp. In the future, the servants will have to rely on the father-in-law to pay for it! How could the father-in-law be old? Woolen cloth?"
"You!" Deshun poked the little eunuch's forehead with a smile, "You're the only one with a sweet mouth! I know what kind of old servants I am, and in a few years, I'm afraid you will come out and take charge of it alone."
The little eunuch smiled and didn't speak. The strength in the hand didn't decrease at all, and after a while, the numbness disappeared.
Deshun walked to the door, hesitated for a moment, and knocked on the door lightly, "Your Majesty it's five o'clock, can you go to court early?"
The door was quiet, and when Deshun was about to ask another question, Xiang Ziyu's tired voice came from the door, "Come in."
"Hey." Deshun obeyed, and walked in tiptoely. With the movement of pushing the door, the dark imperial study room fell into light, and the inside was a little scary.
Deshun tremblingly turned his head to look at Xiang Ziyu. He was sitting slumped in the dragon chair, his clothes were still yesterday's clothes, and nothing on the table was moved. It should have been sitting since last night until now. In the chair, become one with the darkness.
"Your Majesty." Deshun called out.
After a while, Xiang Ziyu said wearily, "Wash up and get ready to go to court."
"Hey." Deshun responded, beckoning outside the door for someone to help Xiang Ziyu wash and change clothes.
The door was pushed open, the candles were lit, and the dark imperial study room was brightly lit up. Only then could Deshun see clearly Xiang Ziyu who had been sitting all night. Seemingly decadent, even though it was only one night, it felt like I had experienced most of my life. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com