The emperor came to Xingxiang Hall for dinner in the evening. He specifically asked Eunuch Qing to order the imperial kitchen to cook some exquisite Jiangnan side dishes. He believed that the exquisite and flavorful dishes were rich in the usual folk fireworks.
He just wanted to try the feeling of a civil couple.
Ming Wudao didn't mention the queen's matter because she knew very well that talking about the queen's plight in front of the emperor would not make the emperor feel sorry for her, but would only make him feel that the queen was making fun of Qiao and deliberately showing her misery in front of her.
However, Ming Wudao didn't say anything. Instead, the emperor asked, "You went to pay your respects to the queen today. Did she give you any trouble?"
Ming Wudao put down his chopsticks and said, "The queen has a kind heart and won't embarrass me."
"Well, that's good." The emperor drank a bowl of fish soup and said thoughtfully: "It turns out that the prince said that when he lived in another courtyard, he learned to fish and made many delicious fish soup. When you were in the East Palace, , have you ever seen the prince fishing?”
Ming Wudao lowered his eyes, "I don't pay attention to the matters in the East Palace, so I don't know."
"Then wouldn't it be boring for you to be in the East Palace?" The emperor smiled.
“It’s a very pleasant life to have children as companions and teach them how to read and write.”
The emperor looked at her deeply and said, "If you like them, I can ask them to come and accompany you, and you can teach them as before."
Ming Wudao shook his head, "That's not necessary. Now that the Taifu is their teacher, I believe that the Taifu can teach them better."
The emperor stretched out his hand, held the back of her hand, and said with fond eyes, "Nonsense, no one is better than you. In my heart, no one can compare with you."
"..." Ming Wudao was very helpless. Being an emperor also meant improving oneself. If he had used such words to win the favor of the imperial concubine and was still unwilling to make progress and use old tricks to please other women, then he is really behind the times now. .
Let’s speak humanly.
She withdrew her hand. She had lost her appetite, but she might as well eat something. She didn't care about her ears while eating.
Today's dinner was well lit by candles, the dishes were good, and the atmosphere was awkward.
In fact, he might as well show off the majesty of his emperor and maintain his identity as an emperor. He is so clumsy to please and clumsy to test. Does he know what he wants to do?
She didn't believe at all that the emperor really liked her. She could see all kinds of emotions in his eyes, but there was no love.
The emperor drank some wine and stayed in Xingxiang Hall without leaving.
However, he did not go to bed to sleep. He just lay on the imperial concubine's couch and quietly watched Ming Wudao reading a book in his hand.
Slowly, his eyes half-closed, perhaps as if he had fallen asleep.
Ming Wudao was still reading. It was her habit to read at night, so she would read no matter who was there.
Half an hour later, the emperor opened his eyes. The light shrouded his sleepy eyes, and he subconsciously said, "Liu'er, it's time to sleep."
After he finished speaking, he was stunned.
Ming Wudao seemed not to have heard anything, and was concentrating on reading the book, not even noticing that he woke up.
The emperor closed his eyes again, but this time he did not fall asleep. His mind was full of chaos, and many things came back to his mind like thousands of streams.
He felt his heart clench into a ball.
After a while, he stood up and walked over, "Aren't you still ready?"
Ming Wudao raised his head, looked outside and asked, "What time is it?"
"It's midnight." He reached out to reach for her shoulders, but stopped when he was about to touch her thin shoulders. "I'd better go back. Don't wait until it's too late."
Ming Wudao nodded slightly, "Okay, I understand."
The emperor turned around and went out. His back gradually faded away, and the light faded, illuminating the lonely shadow.
Ming Wudao is thoughtful, who is Liu'er?
