Perhaps because this is the world of TV dramas, the Imperial Garden is much larger than the one Sun Miaoqing saw when he visited the Forbidden City in his previous life.
In the past, Big Fat Orange's most interesting thing was to criticize the official documents. He was so meticulous that he would mark out the ministers' typos and grammatical errors one by one.
At this time, if there is nothing else important, he must be dealing with government affairs or summoning ministers.
Now he was strolling around the garden slowly, which was not his style!
[What happened to Big Fat Orange today? He didn’t deal with those memorials first? 】
[What's there to see in the Imperial Garden? I've only been in the palace for a few days and I'm tired of seeing it. Why hasn't he gotten tired of seeing it after so many years? With this free time, it would be great to take a nap. 】
Sun Miaoqing followed Big Fat Orange, complaining silently in her heart.
You have to get up early every day. As soon as Mao hour (5-7 o'clock) arrives, even if you sleep soundly, you will be woken up, otherwise you will miss the morning meeting at Jingren Palace.
Big Fat Orange didn't even turn his head, and said half in explanation, half in emotion, "There is no end to the affairs of the government, so why not go out and walk around for a while to change your mood."
"It would be a pity if we use this great time to sleep."
Sun Miaoqing said, "Your Majesty is right. You work hard in front of the documents every day and visit the Imperial Garden frequently. This is called the combination of work and rest."
Although he said this on the surface, he felt puzzled in his heart and couldn't help but think.
[Why does he seem to know what I'm thinking? What he said is so fitting. 】
The corner of Daju's mouth stiffened, and then he thought about making amends, and said with a smile, "I also feel this. Thinking about how busy I was with government affairs in the past, I failed to live up to this great time."
"It's a pity that it's late autumn now, and only chrysanthemums can be seen. If it comes in spring, the flowers in the imperial garden will be in full bloom, and they will look very beautiful."
"When then, I invite you to come over and enjoy it together."
Sun Miaoqing breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out to be like this, which scared her.
[Let me just say, how can anyone know what others are thinking without having roundworms in their stomachs? 】
"The emperor invited me, and I am very happy, as long as the emperor does not dislike my concubine's noise."
Big Fat Orange looked back at Sun Miaoqing, and the expression on his face made Sun Miaoqing feel very strange.
[Why does Big Fat Orange’s expression look a bit like... constipation? 】
【Constipation in public? 】
Big Fat Orange thought to himself that if he died one day, he would probably be angry with this noble man!
But being able to get a glimpse of what she was thinking gave him a secret pleasure that he couldn't let go of.
If he hadn't been able to hear his heart, he wouldn't have known that a little girl could do one thing in front of her and another behind her back.
It can be seen from this that his concubines say they care about him and love him every day. Lying next to him, he didn't know what his plans were.
Sun Miaoqing shook his head to clear away those messy thoughts, and quickly found an excuse to warm up.
"Your Majesty, look at these chrysanthemums, how lively they are in bloom. They are delicate but not noisy, bright but not charming. There are five or six colors in the clusters in front of you."
Big Fat Orange looked at the flowers in front of him and said, "Drinking the magnolias in the morning are full of dew, and eating autumn chrysanthemums in the evening are like falling flowers."
"The chrysanthemum is the flower of the gentleman, and has always been known as the hermit among flowers."
"Qing'er seems to like this flower very much?"
The sound of Qing'er gave Sun Miaoqing goosebumps. It's so gross and really uncomfortable.
Sun Miaoqing said, "Any flower he wants, as long as it blooms beautifully, my concubines will like it."
"But when it comes to who in the palace likes this hermit among flowers the most, it has to be Sister Mei."
Big Fat Orange was confused, "Sister Mei?"
Sun Miaoqing said, "It is Shen Guiren who was selected by the emperor together with his concubines and entered the palace on the same day."
Big Fat Orange thought for a while, seemed to have some impression, and then said, "I remember that there was Wan Chang there at that time."
"The three of you are chosen by the palace to stand together, right?"
Sun Miaoqing smiled, she knew that Big Fat Orange had forgotten someone, and he would not forget Huan Huan.
"Your Majesty has a good memory, but Sister Huan fell ill after entering the palace, and she has not recovered yet."
Big Fat Orange remembered what the Queen had told him. Wan Changzai was frightened and sick because he accidentally saw Fuzi's body.
It is rare to meet such a woman who is similar to Chun Yuan. It would be a pity if she remains ill for a long time because of this.
Big Fat Orange took Sun Miaoqing's hand with both hands. The two looked at each other and said,
"I remember that the governor of Shandong sent some high-quality Dong'e donkey-hide gelatin as a gift a few days ago."
"I'll send you some later. It's perfect for nourishing in winter."
Sun Miaoqing said, "I would like to thank you, Your Majesty."
Big Fat Jue then added, "Just now you mentioned that Wan Chang Zai is still ill. It is pitiful to enter the palace alone."
"Su Peisheng, send some to her later."
Su Peisheng replied, "I obey the order."
[I thought it was just for me, but I didn’t expect it was given by the way. 】
[I know that if it weren’t for Huan Huan, she wouldn’t think of me. 】
[Her illness will definitely not be cured before next year’s Xinghua light rain. No matter how much you think about it, you can only endure it. 】
Big Fat Orange was smiling like a chrysanthemum beside him.
Sure enough, no woman can ignore his charm.
"Why, you are jealous when you heard that I asked someone to give something to Wan Changzai?"
Sun Miaoqing got angry at him and said, "I don't have any concubines. If you want to give something to someone, just give it directly, but you still use concubine as an excuse."
【Jealous? Are all men so confident and don’t look at their own body management? 】
[Who would be jealous of a pair of abs? Women are lustful too! 】
Big Fat Orange unconsciously shrank his stomach. Ten years ago, he was also charming and charming, and he charmed thousands of girls.
It's just that I'm a little older now, not as good as when I was younger.
Being young is just superficial. I don’t know that men only know how to love people when they are older. What’s the use of having oily hair and pink face.
The more I think about Big Fat Orange, the more uncomfortable I feel. Every time I get along with her, it doesn't matter if she has an attack or not.
Forget it, it’s better to keep out of sight.
Big Fat Orange said, "I still have some papers to approve. Let's go back to Yangxin Hall first. Since you like these flowers, just stay here and look at them for a while."
Sun Miaoqing said happily, "The emperor is busy with government affairs and does whatever he likes. I don't dare to let the emperor worry about it."
[The labor reform check-in was completed today, oh yeah! 】
Big Fat Orange got so excited when he saw her so happy that if she didn't let him have fun, Sun Miaoqing wouldn't have fun either!
"It will be my birthday in a few days. If you have nothing to do, how about you embroider a volume of "The Sutra of Breaking the Vajra Prajna Paramita" for me?"
Although the tone was a question, it was no different from an order.
Sun Miaoqing wanted to refuse, but seeing the dangerous look in Da Ju's eyes, she couldn't say anything.
But considering that there are so many words to be embroidered one by one, wouldn't it be impossible to have a moment's leisure in the remaining more than a month?
Sun Miaoqing reluctantly said, "I am very willing to embroider one for the emperor, but I am not good at female beauty and am afraid it will stain the emperor's eyes."
Big Fat Orange said, "It doesn't matter, just give it a try. As long as it's embroidered by you, I like it."
"Besides, craftsmanship comes with practice. Practice makes perfect."
At this point, there was also a threat in it, which she couldn't refuse at all.
Sun Miaoqing could only grit her teeth and agree, wuwuwu, where did she offend him again!
"Concubine obeys the decree."
Big Fat Orange turned around with satisfaction, feeling much more comfortable now...
[The dog man is so shameless that he even designated a birthday gift. Practice makes perfect. Let’s daydream about the blue sky! 】
[There are so many words, can I still hold chopsticks with this hand after embroidering them! 】
Da Ju stepped forward for a moment, then waved his hand and walked directly to the Yangxin Hall.
The scoldings heard at this moment were all so pleasant to the ears. It really meant a balance between work and rest!
