Second grade of junior high school.

The palace was as peaceful as ever.

Because the imperial concubine was banned, Changxin Palace was locked early when it got dark.

Outside the two closed palace doors, the Holy Father stood motionless.

The eldest maid of Kunning Palace knelt there, her teeth chattering: "The Queen has just issued an edict... to sue the Sixth Palace... to lift the imperial concubine's grounding..."

The Holy Emperor lowered his eyes and looked at her: "Just got off?"

"Yes... this slave is about to come to report to the noble concubine..."

The Holy Emperor withdrew his gaze and nodded: "Go ahead."

The eldest maid climbed up and retreated with helpless hands and feet, as if she had survived a disaster.

The Holy Master raised his hand to fold his cloak and said in a gentle voice: "Call the door."

Feng Bao breathed a sigh of relief and quickly stepped forward to knock the door knocker.

There was a palace guard behind the door. Hearing the sound, he opened the palace door to check. The next moment, he knelt down and kowtowed.

The Holy One stepped in and ordered: "Don't disturb the noble concubine."

Feng Bao responded, stopped his hurried steps, and stopped communicating.

In the corridor in front of the main hall, Nian Chun and Nian Xia were shaking and tidying up their large quilts. Suddenly they heard the movement around them, and the sounds of sweeping and shouting from the stewards in the yard seemed to have disappeared in an instant. They naturally felt that

Strange, I subconsciously turned my head to look in the direction of the yard.

The palace people in the courtyard knelt down at some point.

The sound of footsteps came from far and near. The palace attendants of Qinzheng Hall were leading with their heads carrying ram's horn lanterns, while a group of people behind were slowly approaching, surrounded by a majestic and upright figure.

It’s actually...the Holy One is coming!!

Both of them were shocked, not caring about the quilt in their hands, and hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed.

The Holy Father stopped when he passed by the two of them.

He naturally recognizes every one of the four maids of the Changxin Palace.

"Have you ladies rested?"

Nian Xia had never seen this scene before, and he was lying on the ground so panicked that he could not speak, so naturally it was Nian Chun who answered.

"Go back to the Holy Spirit, your Majesty, I haven't rested yet."

The Holy Father was silent and asked again: "Is dinner ready?"

"I've used it, but I didn't use it much, so now I'm bringing another bowl of sweet soup in."

The Holy Emperor asked no more questions, and Feng Bao quickly stepped forward to the front of the bedroom and raised the heavy felt curtain.

In the Nuan Pavilion, Grandma Yu took a spoonful of fragrant sweet soup and handed it forward eagerly.

"My dear, look, there are only two spoons left, not much."

Wen Yin almost wanted to smile bitterly: "Mommy, I really can't eat anymore."

Aunt Yu didn't believe it: "How can you use such a small amount for dinner? Madam, please listen to Auntie and use some sweet soup at least, otherwise it will hurt your stomach."

Speaking of this, Grandma Yu secretly scolded Nian Chun for talking too much.

Originally, she had hidden this secret from the empress for more than half a month, but now when several maids came to talk to the empress to relieve their boredom, they said everything they said to her, especially Nian Chun, who had no words.

Holding the door, she had long forgotten what she had told her earlier not to mention the people and things in the Qinzheng Palace, so she just poured out everything she knew.

"Nianchun" is only mentioned as a small episode or an interesting thing to relieve the boredom of the empress, but who knows how the empress will feel when she hears it.

She didn't know how to comfort the empress. She could only say that the blow was not serious after a few blows, and that she was healed in a few days. Besides, it was common for palace residents to be tortured, and he had already adapted to it over the years.

But the empress remained silent for a long time.

I almost didn't use chopsticks during dinner, and my face lost the good look of the previous two days.

In the end, Wen Yin couldn't resist her mother's insistence, so she could only frown and open her mouth.

Aunt Yu quickly fed her a spoonful and said unconsciously: "Sister Yin is so good."

Wen Yin opened her eyes and was slightly startled at first, then she smiled with a spoon in her mouth and rolled her eyes.

Aunt Yu couldn't help but laugh when she reacted: "Look at me, I still think of you as a queen when I was a child."

"In front of grandma, I am still a little girl even when I am seventy or eighty years old."

The chatter and laughter between the two people in the Nuan Pavilion spread outside. Zhu Jing stood at the door, raised the curtain and watched silently.

She smiled again and bent her eyes, her dark eyes seemed to be filled with the light of the stars and the moon, which was heart-wrenching.

At this moment, she seemed to have a childlike innocence, and moved her face closer to the couch. She should be imitating the way she did when she was a child, placing her hands on her knees, raising her face and opening her mouth, waiting for her obedient grandma to feed her.

Like a young deer waiting to be fed.

Grandma Yu was lovingly feeding her mother-in-law sweet soup when she suddenly felt something strange and subconsciously looked back at the place that made her feel slightly uncomfortable.

At the door, a tall figure stood.

The man calmly raised his eyes and looked in their direction, standing there for who knows how long.

Grandma Yu's back was covered with cold sweat.

Holy lord, why is he here?! Did she just say something to the empress that she shouldn't have said?

Her mind was completely covered by these two questions, especially the latter, and she was almost twisted and confused.

"Why is the Holy One here?"

The empress's gentle words rang in her ears, and Grandma Yu regained her consciousness from the panic.

"Mommy, go down and prepare some hot tea for the Holy One."

Grandma Yu stood up stiffly and waited for the person at the door to come in. She bowed and left.

Wen Yin got down from the couch, took off his cloak and hung up the mahogany stand.

"I'm so scary, my grandma was almost scared out of her mind just by looking at you."

He asked with a smile as if casually, but his eyes swept over the moisture on the corners of her lips and cheeks.

Not only Aunt Yu, but both the master and servant were shocked when they saw him. Normally, she was the most observant about the rules and manners in front of him, but his arrival shocked her so much that she even accidentally got it on her cheek. I forgot to wipe the sweet soup.

"Which ordinary person is not afraid of the majesty of the Holy Emperor?" Wen Yinrou explained: "Besides, grandma is old and her eyesight is blurred. The light in my room is also a little dim. She turned around and saw someone unexpectedly, so she was not frightened. It’s on.”

Zhu Jing seemed to just ask casually and didn't pursue the answer much.

"I wonder what your Majesty..." Wen Yin was about to bring up the matter of her being grounded, but as soon as she started talking, the light in front of her eyes suddenly dimmed. Before she could react, her lips were suddenly touched by a hot kiss. breath.

Almost instantly, she reflexively turned her head to avoid it.

He leaned over and stopped in place, and her body became slightly stiff.

After the surrounding atmosphere tightened for an instant, his warm palms covered her face, and his fingertips grazed the corners of her lips and cheeks.

"The imperial concubine's sweet soup reached her cheeks."

He was laughing and joking, but there was no hint of any grudge.

Wen Yin also calmed down the atmosphere and said with a smile: "I just accidentally got it on, I can't blame my concubine."

Zhu Jing smiled and said nothing, and after grazing her cheek a few times with his fingertips, he slowly stood up straight.

The last time he wiped it with a little force, Wen Yin resisted the urge to scream.

Zhu Jing put his arms around her shoulders and walked towards the warm couch.

"I know what happened in Kunning Palace yesterday, and it's not your fault. The Queen has just informed the Sixth Palace to lift your grounding, and also sent someone to reprimand the offender Lan Zhaoyi."

With these words, Wen Yin finally understood the reason.

"To be honest, I am not a good person. My tolerance is too small. I will pay attention to it in the future and not let the Holy Emperor get into trouble with the Queen."

"You have done a good job, there is no need to blame yourself."

When Grandma Yu carried the teapot to the door of Nuange's room, she saw Feng Bao standing there with a smile on his face. It was self-evident what he meant.

She suppressed her worries and came out of the palace, telling her servants to prepare more hot water.

Just at this time, Nian Chun and Nian Xia came from the direction outside the hospital, looking high-spirited and proud.

Grandma Yu was already upset, so she immediately glanced over with cold eyes: "Why are you so proud?"

Although Nian Chun didn't know where the unknown fire came from, Grandma Yu still stepped forward very excitedly and told her what had just happened in a few words.

But it turned out that the eldest palace maid next to Lan Zhaoyi had just come over. She said she was ill and wanted to ask the Holy One to come and visit her.

"Let me give you a good beating! If she dares to come to our Changxin Palace to intercept someone, let her have her sweet dreams!"

Aunt Yu glanced in the direction outside the courtyard: "Where are the people?"

"Let me get away."

"Go and chase the people back."
To be continued...