"Little Master, why don't you go back."

"It's so cold outside, how can I bear it?"

After hearing that the young master was going to the imperial garden, Jiang Xian's two personal maids tried to persuade him, but the young master nodded: "Why don't you two go back first? I can bear it, but I'm afraid you can't bear it." After that,

She held one hand on each side, turning on the temperature control halo, and held their hands.

Zhenqiu discovered that his master's hands, as delicate and smooth as mutton fat, were actually filled with warmth.

The master sympathized with them and appreciated them for wearing a layer of cotton under their palace clothes. They were already very warm, but their hands were only warm, not as warm as the master. Mian Xia said happily: "My master is really blessed with a body that is so warm in winter."

, I’m afraid summer is going to be a hot mess. I really hope the master can make me a concubine before summer comes.”

The concubine can use more ice than the nobleman.

As a result, after saying this, Zhen Qiu gave him a look: "Don't tease me, master. My master's initial status was a little low. Now he has been promoted to a nobleman very quickly. This shows the master's status in the heart of the emperor. If he is granted another title before summer,

Concubine, I’m afraid it won’t be so easy in Changle Palace.”

"Sister Zhenqiu, I was wrong."

Mian Xia raised her hands in surrender.

Zhenqiu sighed: "Master, don't say anything about the slave going back. Even if the slave stands next to the little master, it is still good to block the wind for the little master."

"If I had known, I would have asked Chen to come out with me just now." Mian Xia muttered.

Jiang Xianqi asked: "Why did you ask her to come out?"

"If Chen had agreed to stay here, he would have made a fuss about going back."

Jiang Xian was happy and pinched her nose.

…

When she was about to come out, Chen promised not to take a break, rubbing her sleepy eyes and asking her where she was going. After learning that Jiang Xian was going to the Royal Garden, she looked like she had seen a ghost and hesitated for five seconds whether to follow her out.

Finally, she chose to go back to sleep.

After Jiang Xian left, He Xiang teased his master: "Aren't you trying to please Mr. Gu? Why did you shrink from the battle? I recall that the lady wanted to go out without you, and you still made a fuss about her not walking her dog when she went out."

Chen agreed to argue:

"Dogs also need to go to bed!"

He Xiang choked at her master's response, shook her head, and boiled water for her master's feet to avoid falling asleep with her legs freezing in the middle of winter.

…

In the imperial garden, Jiang Xian was not idle. She took out a loose-leaf book, an inkstone and a writing brush from the pavilion, and asked Zhenqiu to polish the ink for her. After that, she allowed them to sit next to them and take a nap. The palace maids had to do it every day.

She has more work than her master. Jiang Xian likes to work overtime, but is tolerant to her subordinates and does not want to tire the two of them.

After all, Zhen Qiu and Mian Xia were less than twenty, and in the eyes of modern people, they were both child laborers.

It arouses a faint ache in conscience.

Mian Xia's eyelids trembled as she said drowsily: "My master is painting in the Imperial Garden, so you can come during the day."

"I don't have time to paint during the day. I have to be aggressive with everyone I meet. Or if someone wants to make friends with me, he wants to sit down and enjoy the scenery with me. Can I refuse? Besides, I have things to do during the day, and in the middle of the night

It belongs to you."

The evening breeze and night water seem to be particularly cool. Next to the pavilion where Jiang Xian is standing is the spring. Looking down, you can see the white spray of the spring water. If you come to enjoy the scenery in summer, you will definitely be relieved of the heat. But in winter,

Inside, it was a bit too cold. The wind blew over and brought with it moisture, and the coolness penetrated into the bones. The two palace maids couldn't help but shiver.

The Royal Garden was so quiet at night that you could hear a pin drop.

Human hearing is amplified countless times, and the sound of wind passes by her ears. Mianxia swallows her saliva: "Master, why do I feel like there are eyes everywhere looking at us..."

"Your feelings are right,"

Jiang Xian told her: "The eunuchs and maids who keep watch at night all have eyes, but they just don't come out to hinder your eyes."

Even those who have purified themselves have to work overtime.

The Royal Garden in the middle of the night was really boring, and it was time to rest again. The two of them slowly took a nap. Jiang Xian was very awake. She mobilized to purchase a garden design course from the system, while turning on the virtual light screen, while

Feel the atmosphere of the Royal Garden from time to time.

Only by being there can you feel the care and attention of the garden design craftsmen.

At the same time, Jiang Xian also took out the drawings of the Royal Garden that he had received from the Ministry of Industry. The Royal Garden was repaired every year with this set of drawings. Jiang Xian asked the Ministry of Industry for it through the emperor, and the Ministry of Industry

They told me to use it carefully, and they also made a crude copy of it manually overnight, so don't lose it.

Jiang Xian understands the era without backup.

After reading the note, the emperor came to the imperial garden on a whim. He walked around for a full circle before he saw Jiang Xian from a distance, who was lowering his head to draw. Zhenqiu put a thick fox fur cloak on her and glanced at her.

Looking over, the furry ball is really cute.

The emperor signaled the palace attendants who were following him to retreat to a shooting place and not to disturb them.

He walked over gently.

It's a pity that Jiang Xian has some martial arts background.

She felt the auras of more than ten people stop in the distance, and stepped back. Only an adult man who deliberately slowed down his pace was approaching her...

Jiang Xian felt proud in her heart: [System, you said before that my request to learn martial arts has nothing to do with palace fighting, isn't this opportunity coming? If you were a palace concubine without martial arts, would she be able to detect the emperor who is approaching with restrained aura? 】

system:【……】

The host seems to have a point.

Knowing that the Emperor's presence has arrived, Jiang Xian secretly uses her Dantian to speak out a sweet tune that could be immediately included in a TV series: "Do I just need to

The small garden in Xihua Garden is beautifully designed, so His Majesty can rest more comfortably in Xihua Garden."

Her voice was very soft.

Although she's not good at talking about love, it should be enough to translate her words of praise to her superiors into Chinese.

The original words were posted in Moments:

[If you do this project well, try to get your boss to replace his BMW with a Porsche next year!]

At that time, the boss gave her a thumbs up.

That year, her boss really made a lot of money.

It's just that he earned too much. When he became a Porsche owner, he also liked to wear iron handcuffs. When he was caught for economic crimes, his old colleagues called him an outlaw. There would be no such risk if the emperor was his boss.

Because it is the king's law. If the emperor breaks the law, he will change the law.

After hearing this, the emperor really softened his heart.

There is no boss who doesn’t like to hear such kind words that go to great lengths for him.

But when he saw that Jiang Xian was still outside so late at night, and the two palace maids were still sitting and napping next to them, waiting for the master unknowingly, he frowned: "Even if the master comes out to blow the night breeze, the master is still awake.

He even took a nap next to me, how brave he was."

As soon as they heard the male voice, the two of them woke up and knelt down with pale faces.

"Why is the emperor here?"

Jiang Xian stood up and first begged for mercy to her subordinates: "Your Majesty, I have to come to the Royal Garden. They couldn't persuade me. I was afraid that they wouldn't be able to get up tomorrow, so I allowed them to rest for a while, so as to save me."

The palace maid kept watching me while I was drawing the drawings."

After hearing Jiang Xian's explanation, the emperor's face softened slightly before letting them get up.

Then, he asked again: "What are you drawing?"
Chapter completed!