As summer came, large pieces of ice sculptures had already been placed in the inner hall of Fengluan Palace. Several little palace maids took turns to fan the queen's fan. They did not stop for a moment, but they still couldn't understand the queen's summer mood.

Since the queen returned to favor, the emperor has come to Fengluan Palace a lot more times. At noon this day, the emperor went to court and was going to have dinner together, but it was already noon, and the emperor was still nowhere to be seen in Fengluan Palace. The queen had already dressed neatly and ordered the people in the palace to prepare dishes, but she couldn't wait for the emperor, and she couldn't help but feel upset. She called Miaochun and whispered, "You go to Mingde Palace to see if there is anything delay in the emperor."

Seeing that the queen was already anxious, Miaochun quickly agreed.

Not long after Miaochun left, someone suddenly flashed at the gate of Fengluan Palace. The queen hurriedly got up to see, but the person came was Cheng Dehai next to the emperor.

When the queen saw him coming alone, she knew that the emperor might not come, so she said lightly, "Your Majesty is not here?"

Cheng Dehai smiled respectfully and said, "The emperor has something to deal with. I am afraid that he can't have a meal with the Queen today."

The queen's face darkened slightly and she sighed, "I understand, you go down first."

Cheng Dehai bowed respectfully and slowly walked out of the palace gate.

The queen had long been used to the emperor like this, but when she heard that he was dealing with political affairs, she had to start worrying about his health. She began to work so hard as soon as she recovered from the serious illness. I don’t know if she could still eat it. Thinking of this, her eyes lit up, she called Yuzhi and said in a gentle voice, “Put these foods and go to Mingde Palace with me to see the emperor.”

Yuzhi agreed with a smile, took the basket box and put the food in it. Fang Wanyan said, "The Empress is so kind. The Emperor doesn't know how happy he should be when he sees it."

When the queen heard this, she turned red and smiled and said, "The emperor worked hard for state affairs every day and night, and it is also worthwhile for me to give snacks for the emperor."

Yuzhi smiled with a smile on her face, put a basket on her shoulder, and wanted to go to Mingde Palace with the queen. Before she could reach the door, she glanced at Miaochun who was about to return to the palace.

The queen smiled and said to Miaochun, "I am going to Mingde Palace to see the emperor, so you can follow me too."

Miaochun was stunned and looked up at the queen. There was a clear sign of dodging in her eyes. She condensed the basket in Yuzhi's hand for a moment, and said slowly, "Empress... the emperor... he is not in the palace..."

The queen's heart sank, and her smile instantly froze, "What does this mean?"

Miaochun felt a trembling heart when she heard this, and even her voice became weaker. "I heard from the little eunuch of Mingde Palace that... The emperor just went to Chonghua Palace..."

When I heard the three words "Chonghua Palace", the queen's heart suddenly became completely cold.

As expected, he still couldn't let go of Shen Chang'an, and even refused to ignore her.

When the queen thought about this, she felt that her behavior just now was both sad and ridiculous.

She turned around coldly, leaving Yuzhi and Miaochun behind her, and went into the bedroom alone.

In Chonghua Hall, there are still peach blossoms blooming in the garden. It has been June, but the peach blossoms still do not shed. It really did not disappoint Chu Luo's love for planting a peach forest for Chang'an.

The emperor got out of the sedan chair and looked at the peach blossoms full of eyes. He thoughts were filled with thoughts. He didn't know where to go, but the peach blossoms still smiled at the spring breeze. At this moment, he missed the owner of this courtyard and couldn't wait to see her immediately. Thinking of this, his steps under his feet couldn't help but speed up a lot.

After entering the hall, only Xiao Shanzi and a few palace people were cleaning the courtyard.

When Xiao Shanzi saw the emperor, he hurriedly brought a group of people to kneel down to pay his respects to the emperor.

The emperor was not in this mind, so he just asked them to get up calmly and asked hurriedly, "Can the Virtuous Concubine be inside?"

Xiao Shanzi was a little panicked, and couldn't help but blame himself for why he couldn't leave his master in the palace every time the emperor came. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but answer, and hurriedly said, "Empress Xianfei and Master Jiang went out together, and he should be back soon."

When the emperor frowned when he heard this, he asked, "Which little master Jiang?"

When He Sheng saw the emperor ask, he whispered in his ear, "It's Jiang Cairen, Jiang Xiaozhu from Xingyun Pavilion, who entered the palace during the draft last year."

When Chu Luo heard this, he vaguely remembered that there was such a Jiang Cairen, but he was not very clear. In his impression, Chang'an had never had a good relationship with anyone since entering the palace. Now she also has a playmate, but he didn't know that he had ignored her these days. Thinking of this, Chu Luo couldn't help but blame himself and said, "Then I, just wait for her here."

Xiao Shanzi bowed and hurriedly led the emperor into the palace.

The fragrance lingers in Chonghua Palace, surrounding it. Different patterns are carved on the tables and chairs made of good sandalwood, and the delicate and gentle emotions belonging to my daughter's house are flowing everywhere. Near the window sash, there are a few pieces of rice paper on the table of rosewood, and a few brushes are placed on the inkstone. The rice paper is painted without exception. His expression is floating above the ripe rice paper. His various expressions are floating above the ripe rice - his lips are pursed and smiling, his frown and thoughtful, and his lost look vividly in her pen. Chu Luo looked at himself in the painting, and two lines of tears flowed out in his eyes. He had no way to imagine what Chang'an was thinking when he painted these. As soon as he thought about it, his heart would ached faintly. Such pain might have happened in Chang'an's heart when he spent the night with Li Shushen.

The breeze blew outside the window, blew layer of gauze, and he could clearly hear the clear voice of a woman as clear as water. He looked sideways and saw her standing in the corridor in blue clothes, looking at him with tears.

Without a moment of hesitation, he immediately rushed over and hugged her.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Wanran smiled and quietly withdrew with the palace maids. Before leaving, she helped the two of them to shut up the palace people around her.

Chu Luo hugged Chang'an tightly, and so urgently, he truly felt her tears falling on his clothes, which was such a real sense of touch.

Even though it was the love of a young man, all kinds of misunderstandings and resentment were resolved at this moment when the two hugged each other.

Chang'an is like this. She knows Chu Luo so well that she knows that the man in front of her can see through him completely without saying a word. For such a long time, all the grievances she has suffered and the sleepless nights she has experienced are not worth mentioning at this moment.

As long as he can still come, it will be enough.

He loved her, she could feel it clearly.

The two snuggled each other and sat in hand.

He held the back of her white hand, as white as cream, and kissed her gently. Her blue clothes were waving gently in the wind. His smile immediately appeared on his face and said softly, "I don't remember that Chang'an likes to wear this color."

In Chu Luo's impression, he was used to seeing the pink color of Chang'an, so when he entered the palace, the clothes he gave her were mostly pink color. Now, seeing her wearing green clothes, thinly decorated with pink, without beads, and her clear eyes shine, it really has a bit of distinctive charm.

She smiled softly and was very charming, "I didn't think the emperor would come, so I didn't dress up. This blue color was originally the color the emperor liked to wear when he was in the mansion, so..."

Chang'an didn't say anything more, but Chu Luo already understood what she meant.

He hugged her and kissed her softly. Thinking about the days in the palace a few years ago, he was still moved. Then Qi Ran sighed, "When I was in the palace, I also loved blue the most, but when I arrived in this palace, I no longer wear it."

Chang'an's heart trembled slightly when he heard this. It's only been two years since he entered the palace, but she felt that the young man who had been so naughty and happy between mountains and rivers had gradually moved away from him. She hadn't seen his leisurely and leisurely side again for a long time. Now Chu Luo is the emperor of this world. Chang'an thought of this, I don't know if he should be happy or sad. She loved him very much. No matter whether he is the Prince of Xiaoyao or the Emperor of Eternal Eternal, she loved him. This has never changed.

While thinking, her slender fingers slowly covered Chu Luo's imperial robe, groping for the dragon pattern embroidered on the needles and squeezing, "The emperor looks just as good as wearing bright yellow..." Before she finished speaking, she suddenly caught a glimpse of an exquisite small embroidered sachet hanging around Chu Luo's waist. The sachet's eyes were very clear, not like Chu Luo's things. She carefully identified it, and the needle and thread were very similar to a woman's craftsmanship. When she looked closely, the face of the sachet was embroidered with red beans!

Red beans grow in the south, and a few branches are blooming in spring. I wish you to pick more of them, this thing is the most love-lost.

This thing is the most love-lost.

Chang'an's movements stopped and his eyes suddenly became cold.

"Which little master is this? It's very exquisite."

When Chu Luo heard this, his face slightly darkened, he nodded calmly, took off the sachet from his waist, and said warmly, "It was given to me by the queen. I have been sick a few days ago, so she put the mugwort leaves in the sachet and gave them to me."

When Chang'an heard Chu Luo talking about his illness, he suddenly raised his heart and asked, "Well, the emperor is better now?"

Seeing that she had no intention of getting angry anymore, Chu Luo smiled and said, "It's completely gone."

"Since you're fine, there's no need to wear this kind of thing on your body." After that, Chang'an reached out and snatched the sachet from Chu Luo's hand, held it in his hand and played with it, and smiled, "I'll give this sachet from the queen."

Chu Luo nodded, leaned his body closer to her, and smiled charmingly, "This is for you. What can Changan give me?" After that, he glanced at the mature Xuan on the table and smiled, "Do you want to use these portraits of me?"

Chang'an looked at the table with a red face, and smiled and dodged, "I didn't say I want to give it to you. The emperor is so self-indulgent."

Chu Luo's smile became stronger and stronger, and he pulled Chang'an in front of him, "If I want it, you won't give it?"

Chang'an raised his lips and smiled very playfully, "A thing is for another thing. Chang'an took the emperor's sachet, so he naturally had to return a sachet to the emperor."
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