The two left Chuxiu Palace and ran in two directions.
The originally clear sky suddenly changed color, as if a storm and snow were coming.
Ning Yuzhen knelt on the cushion and wrote one incense recipe after another, but was crumpled into balls and thrown on the ground by Yigui people.
Without even looking at it, she said the Ministry of Internal Affairs had it.
When writing the eighth picture, Xia Fangshu arrived.
Yi Guiren was half leaning on the kang table, stroking his newly dyed nails in boredom.
"Mother, noble Xia is here."
Ning Yuzhen's hand holding the pen shook, and an ink droplet fell on the paper, ruining another prescription.
She knelt on the soft cushion, her knees almost touching the ground. After a long time, the pain was so severe that her legs were almost numb.
The palace maid standing behind her was always staring at him, and would be pushed back if she moved.
Yiguiren deliberately asked Xingyu to prop up the window next to her. The wind blowing in from outside the house was cold, but her heart was warm.
She had only known Xia Fangshu for two months, but he was willing to save her. Ning Yuzhen would always remember this kindness in her heart.
Hearing this, Yi Guiren raised his eyes and glanced at Ning Yuzhen who was kneeling there, half-smiling but not smiling, "Changxin Palace is really shining today. All the people the Emperor likes have gathered here."
The second person who made Yi Guiren look uncomfortable was Xia Fangshu.
She had a good family background, a good temperament, and a lot of favors. Before she was deceived into having a child, she could occasionally hear the emperor mention Xia Fangshu.
However, Yi Guiren only had one more title than Xia Fangshu, and the almost equal position made it difficult for Yi Guiren to attack her, so she could only pick a soft persimmon first.
She said casually: "Please come in, Mr. Xia."
Before being invited in, Xia Fangshu calmed down at the door, put all the worries on her face into her heart, and then followed Xingyu into the main hall of Changxin Palace.
As soon as he came in, although he saluted Mr. Yigui, his eyes involuntarily glanced at the kneeling figure beside him.
Looking around the person from top to bottom with his peripheral vision, Xia Fangshu finally breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. Fortunately, she was fine, her face was not stained, and her hands and feet were still intact.
Along the way, Xia Fangshu almost trotted against the cold wind to reach Changxin Palace. Ning Yuzhen was the only person she met on the day of the draft. She felt attracted to the first person she met. Life is boring, but they live together in the palace, and their friendship is not shallow.
She was afraid that if she arrived too late, Yi Guiren's arrogant temper would do something irreversible and she would feel guilty for the rest of her life.
Yi Guiren gave him a seat and did not let Xingyu bring tea or snacks. He kept doing the same thing since Xia Fangshu came in and didn't even look at her.
"Why does Mr. Xia have the leisure to come to this palace now?"
Xia Fangshu was not annoyed at being treated like this, but she just felt more disgusted with Yi Guiren in her heart.
She sat down by herself and said with a smile: "Sister Yi, are you angry that my sister has not come to Changxin Palace to visit her for two months after entering the palace?"
The elder sister and the younger sister were calling each other affectionately. Seeing her like this, Yigui snorted coldly, but she didn't say anything harsh. She knew exactly who Xia Fangshu was here for.
In the past, I was just an ordinary village girl. Although she looked good, the best way out in her life was to be a concubine for a rich family. She used the betrothal gift in exchange for money and asked her parents to marry her two younger brothers. Give birth to children.
How could it be like now, when the daughter of a fourth-rank official could grovel in front of him to please him, which greatly satisfied Yigui's vanity.
As the old saying goes, don't hit someone with a smiling face. Yigui asked Xingyu to pour tea for Xia Fangshu.
Seeing that this trick had some effect, at least Yiguiren's attention was no longer entirely on Sister Ning, Xia Fangshu kept up her efforts, and kept complimenting Yiguiren with nice words, which made Yiguiren smile sweetly, and did not pay attention to Ning Yu for a long time. Jane.
As she said this, she was still anxious in her heart. She really had to save Sister Ning from Changxin Palace first. It was useless to just rely on her good words. She had to wait until the emperor came.
I don’t know what’s going on with Sister Lin.
At the same time, Lin Yiliu, who was cared about by Xia Fangshu, was standing at the door of Yangxin Hall, with the tassels around his ears swaying in the cold wind.
Tingzhu stood beside her, shielding her from the wind.
Seeing the figure coming out of the Yangxin Hall, Tingzhu said happily: "My lord, the father-in-law has come out."
Lin Yiliu had been standing at the door for a while. She had a low status and could not go in directly. She could only give money to the father-in-law who was standing at the door and let him go in to inform him.
Unexpectedly, she had to wait for less than half an hour. Although she was wearing thick clothes, she could not withstand standing like this in the cold wind. She felt that her hands were almost numb from the cold.
The young father-in-law who was guarding the door trotted up to her, bowed and said: "Little Master Lin, the emperor is discussing state affairs with the courtiers inside. I'm afraid I won't be able to see you for a while. You see the wind is strong, why don't you go back first? Wait for the emperor to be busy. It’s over, it’s never too late to come back.”
The young father-in-law was always guarding the door of the Yangxin Hall. It was not uncommon for the harem masters to compete for favor and come to the Yangxin Hall to give gifts to the emperor. However, the emperor never let them in, not even the most favored Yigui. I entered the Yangxin Hall during the day.
Therefore, Lin Yiliu was naturally classified by the young father-in-law as a concubine vying for favor. He did not go in to report at all. He was too lazy to make such a trip. Anyway, the emperor would not ask Lin Changzai to go in, and it would be in vain if he went there.
In the dead of winter, he stood at the door for so long. Not only did he collect the money, but he could also go in to hide from the wind and snow. Besides, the emperor and the courtiers were not talking about state affairs to offend Lin Changzai. They were indeed talking about important matters, but that was not the case. Not really a lie.
After listening to the young father-in-law's reply, Lin Yiliu asked eagerly: "Have you ever told the emperor that I came here on important matters?"
After saying that, he asked Tingzhu to give the young father-in-law some money.
This time, the father-in-law did not dare to accept it. He pushed the money back with an embarrassed look on his face, "The servants said that state affairs are being discussed inside. Is there anything more important than state affairs, Master Lin?"
This question left Lin Yiliu speechless. A life in the harem was indeed nothing in the face of state affairs, but Sister Ning could not be left to die in Changxin Palace.
She looked at the bright window, her face gradually becoming resolute. She gritted her teeth, stood up and stepped forward. Under the shocked eyes of her little father-in-law, she knelt at the door of the Cultivation Heart Hall.
"Hey, Mr. Lin, what are you doing?" The young father-in-law hurriedly stepped forward and circled half a circle around Lin Yiliu. He wanted to help but did not dare, "You just knelt down and passed out here, Your Majesty. I won’t let you go either.”
Lin Yiliu shook his head. Kneeling here, at least the snow would not fall on him. Maybe the emperor would have time soon.
When the young father-in-law saw that she insisted on doing this, he sighed, turned around and ran towards the Yangxin Hall.
