He Ying felt sad and aggrieved, and asked: "You also know that I am the emperor? But look at me, do I look like an emperor at all? Yes, there is indeed an inequality between you and me. That's because you are superior, right?
I'm waiting for your mercy."
He was so excited that he even told me.
Sang Yan didn't care about this small detail and retorted soberly: "No. It's because the emperor likes me that he holds me high. Once you don't like me, who knows whether I will fall into a puddle of mud?"
The higher you climb, the harder you fall.
Imperial love is like dancing on the tip of a knife, painful and fatal.
No.
She was feeling pain now.
"Your Majesty, if you want me to like you, you got your wish. I admit that I like you. But liking is not everything. In life, there are many things more worthy of pursuit than love. Think about it."
After saying that, she turned around and left.
He Ying was still immersed in the joy of her saying that she liked him: "You just said you like me, you said it, right?"
He caught up with her and even grabbed her arm.
Sang Yan hurriedly shook it off, frowned and asked: "The emperor only heard this sentence?"
He Ying nodded: "Well. What else did you say? Is there anything more important than this?"
Sang Yan: "..."
Of course!
You love brain!
The atmosphere suddenly became very strange.
The atmosphere of tension and mutual hatred dissipated in an instant.
He Ying even looked gentle, and whispered to her: "I have heard it, you said you like me. You can't go back on what you said."
Sang Yan: "..."
She didn't want to talk to him anymore, turned around and left again.
He Ying saw it, chased after her, and wanted to hold her hand again, but was stopped by her look.
"Do you really want to get sick?"
"Are you concerned about me?"
He has really forgotten "I" now.
Sang Yan didn't remind him, and said angrily: "If the emperor would feel happy if he thought so, then just think so."
She really didn't want him to get sick.
After all, touching yourself makes you feel itchy and vomiting, which is quite hurtful.
At first, Sang Ruoshui cried a lot because of this.
He Ying didn't know what she was thinking. Hearing what she said, he was originally happy but became depressed again: "When you say that, it seems like I am being sentimental."
"The emperor can also choose not to be sentimental."
As long as you don't like her, that's fine.
"You said that, why do you feel so weird?"
He Ying took a deep look at her and felt that she was duplicity, so he smiled again: "That's all. Even if I am being sentimental, I still want you to be happy. Tell me, how can you be happy? Give your sister a promotion?"
This topic changed and Sang Yan was confused: "What's the matter with Concubine Sang?"
He Ying explained: "She has a high status, and you have a high status."
Sang Yan disagreed: "I think my status is very high now."
Who in the palace would not call her "master" when he saw her?
The emperor was so obsessed with love that he didn't care about these rules at all.
He Ying did not follow the rules, and said in an innocent tone: "Who said I can't ban you? Then I can only reward your sister."
Sang Yan: "..."
I dare say she is wrong.
She laughed angrily: "Your Majesty, is he in love with Wujiwu? Your Majesty is truly fraternal."
He Ying heard that the tone was wrong and asked: "You don't want me to reward her?"
Sang Yan was speechless again.
As sisters, she can't stand in the way of her future.
Just like Sang Ruoshui's temper, once he rises in rank, he doesn't know how arrogant he will become.
"Your Majesty, the lord of a country, can do whatever you want, why do you need to look at my face?"
"You also know how I look at your face."
He Ying sighed with emotion: "I always feel that in front of you, I am not an emperor, not even as good as those men outside."
Sang Yan was puzzled: "Why did the emperor say that?"
He Ying said: "I'm henpecked. I'm afraid I won't find anyone as henpecked as me."
Sang Yan: "..."
The emperor is talking about love again.
snort!
She did not support him and replied: "Your Majesty's words are wrong. Who said henpecked is bad? No, there are no henpecked men in this world, only men who love their wives. That's not fear, that's love."
"Since you said that, you should know that I love you very much."
"..."
Yes, he got involved again.
How thoughtful he is!
Sang Yan sighed: "The emperor is different from other people after all."
He Ying also sighed: "After all, it's my fault that I am the emperor."
Sang Yan shook his head and said solemnly: "No, it is wrong for the emperor to indulge in love. I just said that there are many things in this world that are more worthy of pursuit than love."
She tried to bring the topic back to a higher level.
However, the emperor is a lover and is not cooperative at all.
"I can't even pursue love, so why should I have the dignity to pursue anything else?"
"..."
"Ayan, you are noble and great. If you fulfill me, I will be able to calm down and fulfill the world."
"..."
It's certain, she is no match.
She wanted to convince the emperor, but she really didn't have the intelligence.
"Your Majesty thinks too highly of me."
She decisively ran away: "I have to go to the toilet. I won't accompany you."
After saying that, he ran away.
He Ying didn't stop her. Seeing her stumbling away, he smiled bitterly and dotingly: Forget it, let her go. He deliberately tried to scare her today, and it was an unexpected surprise to hear her admit that she liked him.
"Someone is coming——"
"The slave is here."
Pei Muyang ran in with a smile: "What are your orders, Your Majesty?"
He Ying said: "Pass on the message, I will go to Longchan Temple to pray for blessings tomorrow."
There are many capable people in the world.
He didn't believe Wan Zhang's prophecy could not be broken.
*
Sang Yan held up her skirt, ran out of Qingning Hall, and returned to the side hall.
The entrance to the side hall
A pretty but unfamiliar palace maid was kneeling there.
Qiuzhi was talking to her.
"Qiuzhi, what's wrong?"
She stepped forward and asked.
The palace maid didn't wait for Qiuzhi to say anything, then knelt down and cried: "Master Sang, please save my mother-in-law?"
Sang Yan looked confused: I haven't heard of any concubine that angered the emperor recently?
The palace maid seemed to see her confusion and said, "My servant Yun Qiao is from the cold palace. My wife was once the Imperial Concubine Xuan."
Sang Yan has been in the palace for the past few days, and she has never thought about asking about the palace's secrets or the emperor's love debt.
Autumn branches are different.
She was cautious, so she learned more about the secrets of the palace.
Seeing that she was still confused, he whispered in her ear: "Concubine Xuan has a very powerful background. Her father is the former minister of the Ministry of War and a great hero who participated in the siege of Pei Zhen. Therefore, as soon as she entered the palace,
She was granted the title of imperial concubine. However, I heard that she had a strong temper and was very fierce. She always liked to do something to the emperor, which often caused the emperor to fall ill. After a few times, the emperor's patience ran out and he put her in the cold palace.
.”
In fact, she didn't say that Xuan's father died in a battle, and Concubine Xuan lost her support, so she completely fell out of favor.
After listening to Qiuzhi's words, Sang Yan looked at Yun Qiao and asked, "What's wrong with your mother-in-law?
People who live in the cold palace are definitely prone to trouble.
Just begging to be in front of her?
Has her reputation spread to the cold palace?
"My mother-in-law is sick."
Yun Qiao kowtowed hard and begged: "Master Sang, please have mercy on my mother-in-law and find her a royal doctor."
He seems to be a loyal servant.
It's okay if she doesn't know. Now that she knows, if it's within her power, she can't just sit back and watch.
Sang Yan softened her heart and nodded: "I understand. You go back to take care of your mother-in-law first, and I'll ask an imperial doctor to come over."
"Thank you, Master Sang."
"You are truly a living Buddha."
Yun Qiao said a few complimentary words, got up, and left with a smile.
Sang Yan kept his promise and called a young eunuch and an imperial doctor.
an hour later
The little eunuch just came back.
Sang Yan had finished her lunch and was eating chilled grapes leisurely.
The grapes are large in size, full of water, and as black and shiny as gemstones. When you take a bite, you will be greeted by a cool, refreshing and sweet aroma.
Special relief from summer heat.
She saw that the little eunuch's face was red and sweating, so she gave him a small string, and then asked softly: "What disease does Concubine Xuan have? Is it serious? What did the imperial doctor say?"
You shouldn't be in the cold palace and still want to pretend to be sick to win favors, right?