The days on the boat were long and boring, and the scenery along the coast would become boring if he saw too much of it. Jingsu gradually stopped standing in front of the window to look at the scenery, and instead spent more time leaning on the couch.

It was already the third day after she left the palace. Except for the "grand favor" on the first day, the emperor never summoned her again. Even if he did meet her occasionally, it was as if he had not seen her. Jingsu felt more and more that his behavior was strange and difficult to understand, but he also

I'm glad I can stay away from him.

It's just that Li Mo is not around, and Yao Xi is not a person who cares about herself, so she can't say a few words a day. She is bored all day long, feeling that she is afraid that she will get sick from being bored.

The brown paper bag kept close to her body in her lapel had been covered for several days. Every time she tried to take it out, she gave up halfway. She had to endure it any longer, at least she had to wait until she got off the ship.

"You still don't understand what the emperor means? He means,"

"Why don't I understand? Both of them are stubborn and difficult to handle."

"Even if it's difficult, it must be done. Look at His Majesty's face these past two days, I don't even dare to take a look at it."

"As long as you are blind, what else can you do that your father-in-law doesn't dare to do?"

"Come on, if the palace was full of masters like this, I would have gone to see the King of Hell long ago."

"..."

Then, there was no sound.

It was clear that these words were meant for her. Jingsu thought about it and just smiled boringly.

How is it possible for the emperor to treat her?!!

In the afternoon, someone suddenly opened the door and came in. She just thought it was Yao Xi who brought dinner and didn't pay attention. Unexpectedly, it was a male voice that sounded out, saying with great caution, "Concubine Li, you are not allowed to come with me anymore."

Feeling angry, huh?" In these three months, he just wanted to live a good life with her. "I know you have been out of the palace for a long time, so this time I will fulfill your expectations. Let's travel together in the south of the Yangtze River.

Fan."

Jingsu finally raised her head to look at him. The sunlight shone on his face through the window. A pair of purple eyes stared at her quietly, with incomparable...sincerity. She looked at the trace of sadness between his eyebrows for a long time. It was a mistake.

nodded.

From that day on, the palace servants aboard the Shengyuan found that the emperor was smiling more and no longer had a sullen face. They finally ushered in the spring of recovery for all things.

Man Sheng was the happiest, with a wrinkled face smiling like a flower. She spared no effort in front of and behind the saddle. Only Yao Xi remained the same, unsmiling and silent, quietly falling behind Jingsu, like a shadow.

.

The two of them spent more and more time together. When Zhongmo was criticizing Zhongmo, Jingsu held a book and read it next to him. Occasionally, he would pour him a cup of tea. When he was tired, he leaned on the couch and fell asleep. When he woke up, his body was still wet.

Wearing his coat, what you see are his gentle eyes.

Jingsu didn't talk much, and Zhongmo didn't talk much. Countless times when Jingsu was tired from reading, she could see his eyes falling on her when she raised her head. Her heart trembled slightly, and she lowered her head again, and there was a sound in her ears.

Hear his chuckle.

This feeling is very strange. Jingsu lies in bed every night before falling asleep and thinks about everything during the day. He also finds it incredible that they can get along so warmly.

She didn't hear any woman's voice coming from the bedroom next door at night. She didn't think about it. She only overheard the slaves in the boat behind talking about the fact that the emperor had not summoned his concubines to sleep with him for many days.

She suddenly panicked.

Ming Yaoxi summoned all the female relatives who were accompanying him in the next boat, and had dinner with the emperor that evening.

There were twelve women and one emperor. Since he was traveling, a huge round table with dragons carved from huanghuali wood and thirteen rosewood round chairs were placed in the dining hall.

When the emperor came over, he frowned but didn't say anything. He went to the main seat without saying a word and took his seat. On the left and right were the highest-ranking concubines Li and Yu. Concubine Shu Gui was sitting next to the concubine Jing.

Next to Su is Maid Lan.

Chong Mo took his seat and gave Jingsu a meaningful look. Jingsu lowered his head and avoided it.

The table was full of delicacies, and wine was also served. The eight maids dined with the emperor for the first time, and they could not help but feel a little reserved. Concubine Jade and Concubine Shu were also speechless. For a while, the huge dining hall was completely silent.

Chong Mo would cast his gaze on Jing Su's face from time to time, with such affection and affection that anyone who saw it would make his face blush. Jing Su was sitting on pins and needles, and began to feel annoyed as to why he had to go to such unnecessary lengths and embarrass himself.

"Your Majesty," he was at a stalemate when he suddenly heard a soft voice.

Maid Lan held the jade cup and looked at Chong Mo with shyness and timidity. Her pink face was shy and she exhaled like orchid: "I would like to offer you a drink. Congratulations to the emperor on your grand plan and your long-cherished wish."

This was a pleasant thing to say, and Zhong Mo seemed satisfied. He glanced at her, picked up the wine cup, and said, "You are very good at talking." He raised his head and drained the wine in one gulp.

After being praised by him, Maid Lan's pink face turned red and she became more and more shy. Her head was half lowered, her eyes were full of spring water, and she said happily: "Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty."

Chong Mo looked at her again, as if approving.

With the example of Maid Lan, the rest of them had the courage to ask for drinks from the emperor, and the atmosphere gradually became more lively, no longer as dull as before. Listening to the laughter and sweet voices in the ears, Jingsu also showed no trace

He breathed a sigh of relief.

In this way, it’s like the emperor is traveling with his beauty!

In the middle of the banquet, Concubine Yu and Jingsu retired one after another. Concubine Yu returned to the boat behind, and Jingsu went back to his bedroom. Guessing that the emperor was going to summon the maid Xinglan tonight, he wrote a message with peace of mind.

Thinking back to that day when she vaguely complied with the emperor's request, and the quiet time these past few days, it is incredible even now. How could she be so confused? Is she really too lonely? Maybe, in such a spring time, and she was alone,

It’s normal to feel lonely.

I stopped writing and found a piece of rice paper with the word "Xiu" written all over it. What happened? Didn't you already decide to forget it? How could you suddenly think of it again?

When Zhong Mo pushed the door open and walked in, he saw such a scene. A man in plain clothes and a hairpin stood in front of a mahogany carved flat-head painting desk, staring blankly at a word on the desk. There was sadness on his face, as if

Rubbing into the green mountains and clouds, it makes people feel sad to see it.

He approached quietly, and could vaguely see the same character written all over the rice paper. When he got closer, he saw that the characters were being revised one by one. They were all full, and a piece of paper fell off.

Jing Su seemed to finally notice his arrival, and she calmed down and went to collect the paper spread out on the table. She looked a little flustered. Zhong Mo reached out to stop her and said: "It's well written, don't do anything to ruin it."

Then it became quiet.

Being so close, he could clearly see the clear tears hanging on the thick eyelashes. His heart twitched and he hugged her tightly in his arms. "You are sad for him, aren't you!" There was a hint of emotion in his voice.

Unconscious fear.

That man?!! The man she left the palace to meet!!

She cried suddenly, and the hot tears rolled down and fell on his shoulders. Through the thin spring shirt, they burned his skin and hurt him to the bones.

What’s so good about that man?!

He became fierce and hugged her tightly. Jingsu felt pain, frowned and struggled. Such sudden tenderness made her uneasy, and she resisted almost instinctively.

He hugged her tightly and said, "Three months, let's live these three months well, can't we?"
Chapter completed!