At that time, Shen Dingzhu was in the side hall and didn't know that he had gone back to the main hall.
It was Chunxi who was outside, lying at the door, craning his neck and staring for a long time before running back and saying, "Master, it's been almost half an hour since the prince came back."
Shen Dingzhu was concentrating on making the boots and just hummed when he heard this.
It's neither salty nor bland, but it makes Chunxi anxious.
"Master, you should take the initiative. I think this slave is not honest."
While he was talking, Xiucui kept wiping the table in silence.
On the other hand, it was Shen Bi who raised her head and said: "Chunxi, please stop saying a few words. The master has his own ideas about the master's affairs. Why do you worry about it?"
Chunxi's face was full of grievances: "I also think about my master. When the master did not enter the palace, the prince stayed in Yuzhang Palace, and Qinghe waited on him. She didn't come out until the prince turned off the lights."
"Furthermore, I have a good brother who works in the main hall. He himself said that after the prince turned off the lights, Qinghe went in several times and didn't know what he was doing in there. It took him a long time to come out."
"From what I see, she just wants to sleep with me!" Chunxi said firmly.
Shen Bi listened and became a little worried. She looked at Shen Dingzhu's face hesitantly, but saw that Shen Dingzhu had no intention of speaking.
Instead, he was still tinkering with his needle and thread calmly.
So, Shen Bi's heart stabilized again: "Oh Chunxi, don't be anxious. Do you know how much our master is favored by the prince in the palace?"
"There was a man named Cheng Hui who wanted to compete for favor, but in the end..."
Before she could finish her words, Shen Dingzhu finally stopped her: "Okay."
Shen Bi stuck out her tongue: "I'm sorry, Master, I'm too talkative."
Shen Dingzhu yawned, took a look and said, "It's getting late, let's take a rest."
"Aren't you looking for the prince?" Even Shen Bi asked tentatively.
Shen Dingzhu said with a smile: "If the prince wanted me to serve him, he would have sent someone here long ago. No one has come yet, so he probably won't shout. Let's rest first. It's not good to wait all the time." "
After that, she smoothed her hair, then sat in front of the mirror, waiting to remove the hairpin ring.
Xiucui reacted very quickly. After Shen Dingzhu finished speaking, she quietly went out to fetch water. After a while, she came in with a warm basin.
Shen Dingzhu glanced at her calmly, appreciating in his heart.
A bit timid, but very agile.
Chunxi ran outside to watch the night, still shaking her head and sighing as she left.
Shen Dingzhu was lying on the couch, and Xiucui helped her put down the bed curtain. Shen Bi asked without giving up, "Master, are you really not going to ask the prince?"
Shen Dingzhu turned over, his back facing her, and his soft voice was a little lazy: "I'm going to sleep."
Shen Bi had no choice but to turn off the lights and leave with Xiucui.
In the main hall, Xiao Langyan was at the table, dealing with the day's affairs.
The emperor's health was getting worse day by day, and he could barely stay awake, lying on the bed most of the time.
Since the emperor became seriously ill, he began to gradually hand over his power to the princes below. In order to balance their power, even the incompetent King Xuan was assigned to manage Dali Temple.
Today, the people at Yushitai sued King Xuan several times, saying that he was extravagant and had reached the point of lawlessness.
It turned out that when King Xuan was reviewing the files, he accidentally put the spring pictures he had peeked into the files and submitted them to the minister of Dali Temple together.
When the Minister of Dali Temple was interrogating in Santai, as soon as he opened the file, a thin booklet fell out. After everyone opened it, all the officials present were shocked.
When news of this incident came out, he was impeached by Yushitai Lianjun, which made the emperor so angry that he almost jumped out of the dragon bed.
Therefore, the emperor gave Xiao Langyan the task of managing Dali Temple.
The emperor ordered him to deal with King Xuan seriously.
Qinghe entered and presented the mahogany case with both hands, with the thin booklet placed on it.
"Your Majesty, this is the picture of spring scenery sent from Dali Temple. It is exactly the one that His Highness Prince Xuan read."
The things were handed over as they were, and Xiao Langyan picked them up with a cold face and turned over two pages.
Just the various movements on the picture made Qing He, who was peeking at it, blush half of his face.
However, Xiao Langyan remained expressionless.
He knew very well that the emperor did not really want to punish King Xuan, otherwise, he would not have left this matter to him.
The emperor just wanted to give an explanation to his ministers, but he was unwilling to really hurt King Xuan.
While Xiao Langyan was deep in thought, his slender fingertips slightly rubbed the page.
On that page, two overlapping men and women are indulging in lust, and the painting is lifelike.
Qinghe's cheeks turned redder when he saw that Xiao Langyan had been staying on that page.
She couldn't help but remind: "Your Majesty, it's late at night."
As she spoke, she quietly stepped forward and washed her hair with orchids, exuding a delicate fragrance.
However, Xiao Langyan suddenly remembered something, and his eyes wandered for a moment: "It's night again so soon?"
He looked towards the door, then his eyes fell unconsciously, and he looked at the page of spring pictures again.
For some reason, the image of Shen Dingzhu soaking in the water that night suddenly appeared in Xiao Langyan's mind.
She saw someone breaking in, and the panic in her eyes was like a startled cat.
She has fair skin and wet black hair stuck to her pretty face as white as a peony, with pink marks crisscrossing it.
And the moment he took her out of the water...
Xiao Langyan suddenly came back to his senses.
"Go and see if Aunt Shen is asleep." His voice was a little hoarse.
Qing He was stunned for a moment, and disappointment flashed across his eyes: "Yes."
After a while, she came back with a brisk step and said in a steady voice: "Your Majesty, the lights in the side hall are turned off."
Xiao Langyan frowned slightly.
Did Shen Dingzhu fall asleep so soon? On the first night after entering the palace, she was not afraid.
He suddenly got up and went out.
Qinghe hurriedly chased after him: "Wherever the prince is going, I will send you the guard right now."
"No need, I am going to the side hall to rest. You should also step aside." When Xiao Langyan said this, he didn't even look at her.
Liu Qinghe stood at the noisy corner, stunned.
Aunt Shen is already asleep, but the prince still wants to go? Could it be that Aunt Shen is really as favored as the rumors say...
Chunxi saw Xiao Langyan approaching and immediately greeted him excitedly.
"Your Majesty is looking for the master, right? The master just lay down and should not be asleep yet."
Xiao Langyan frowned: "No need to make any noise, just step back."
Chunxi hurriedly ran back to the door and watched eagerly as he entered the house.
Qinghe wanted to follow and serve, but Chunxi stretched out her hand to stop him: "Sister Qinghe, please don't go. Our master will take good care of the prince."
Before Shen Dingzhu entered the palace, Qinghe served Xiao Langyan to rest.
Being stopped by Chun Xi, Qing He felt depressed, looked like a poisonous snake, glanced at Chun Xi, then turned around and left.
indoor.
Xiao Langyan walked to the bed in the dark, and a crescent of moonlight filtered in from the window and shone on the sleeping woman on the bed.
Her delicate body curled up into a ball, the quilt had already been kicked to the ground, her black hair was spread on the pillow, and her slightly open inner clothes revealed the scenery inside, rising and falling with her breathing.
Xiao Langyan raised his eyebrows. This woman actually fell asleep.
He walked towards her.
