Chun Zhaoyi leaned against Emperor Ming as softly as boneless, exhaled into his ears like orchids: "Your Majesty is wise!"
Emperor Ming held Chun Zhaoyi in his arms and went into the inner hall.
......
This trouble is coming to the third day again.
Chun Zhaoyi then put her clothes together and came out of the inner hall, watching her father-in-law leading the people and the sedan chair.
She walked up to her father-in-law and whispered the emperor today.
He and his father-in-law looked calm and did not look surprised, and said, "Empress Chun Zhaoyi has done a great job. You just need to serve Your Majesty as always."
Chun Zhaoyi immediately understood when she saw this. It seemed that there was nothing she could hide from Dongchang.
only......
She thought about it and didn't know if Concubine Ming knew that she should find a way to send a message to Concubine Ming.
Naturally, she could not let Concubine Ming be killed by the emperor, and she would have to rely on Concubine Ming for the rest of her life.
......
A few days later, Ming Lanruo received the news from Chun Zhaoyi and looked at the news from Concubine Zhou who secretly sent from the Qin Prince's Mansion.
The Zhou family has really jumped enough recently.
Zhou Chen asked someone to join forces with each other, but he was forced to hold the King of Qin who had been named the crown prince but did not hold the ceremony.
While giving gifts to the emperor, he tried to share Cang Qiao's favor from the emperor.
She burned both notes thoughtfully and looked towards the horizon.
In the evening, dark rain clouds floated in the sky again, and Chunhe looked at the sky: "It seems that the sky is about to change."
Ming Lanruo smiled softly: "Yes, the weather is about to change."
The cold wind swept up her soft black hair, and the thin raindrops also fell with the thunder.
Tick, ticking all over the yard.
She suddenly remembered the way she clasped with the man on a rainy night last time, and he held her hand to play chess.
It was seven or eight days before I saw that man, she knew that he was extremely busy lately.
Recently, everyone in the court and the public said that Cang Qiao seemed to have committed guilt on His Majesty, and His Majesty treated Cang Qiao much colder.
Therefore, she was clearly in the capital, but in order not to further anger Emperor Ming, she could not see him.
Ming Lanruo narrowed her eyes and said softly: "Chunhe, send a letter to Mr. Qiansui, just say... No matter how busy you are, you should take care of yourself and not take medicine randomly."
"Since Ruoru is so concerned about Master Qiansui, why don't he go to Dongchang in person?"
A gentle and gentle voice suddenly sounded behind Minglanruo.
Ming Lanruo was stunned, then suddenly turned around and looked at the young scholar in a plain white robe who was already standing by the door at some point.
His slender eyes seemed to be filled with mist and rain in the south of the Yangtze River. His wide-sleeved white robe made him extremely simple and elegant.
Ming Lanruo opened his eyes slightly and was stunned: "Hint...Scholar Yin?"
"The little student hasn't come to visit the little lady for a long time, so I'm worried about it." The young scholar walked in.
Haruhe saw that her master endured it and did not rush over. She laughed quietly and quietly retreated and closed the door for them.
"Why are you... coming?" Ming Lanruo coughed lightly, grabbed a round fan casually, and walked to him with a light shaking.