Meng Xinzhu still leaned on her godmother's shoulder and asked in a voice that only the Ninth Princess could hear: "Can I not go back?"
The Ninth Princess was stunned, and Meng Xinzhu felt her godmother's muscles suddenly tighten. She smiled, raised her head, and left the warm shoulder, "My daughter is drunk. It's just drunk talk. Don't take it to heart, godmother."
The Ninth Princess frowned, and her intuition told her that her daughter was not happy in the palace. Yes, which woman can be happy in the palace?
Hongde Longqiu looked at Concubine Zhu, then at Concubine Nine. He stretched out his hand to help Concubine Zhu up, but Meng Xinzhu dodged away, "Thank you, Your Majesty, I am still awake enough."
Back on the carriage, Meng Xinzhu leaned against the window with her hands on her hands. The slightly shaking carriage seemed to make her sleep even more. Coupled with the effect of alcohol, she slowly closed her eyes.
Hongde Longqiu sat opposite and looked at her, "Xiao Zhao, drive more carefully."
"Yes." Xiao Zhao pulled the horse and slowed down the car.
Hongde Longqiu took off his dragon robe and put it on Meng Xinzhu. He gently held up her head and let her lean into his arms.
Smelling the faint fragrance on her head and the smell of alcohol on her body, he recalled all the past experiences with her...
He lowered his head and stroked the hair sticking to the face of the person in his arms, "Xinzhu, what should I do with you? Do you know that I can't let go now, and the more pain in my heart, the more reluctant I am to let you go.
I once said that if you want to get something, you must give it up, but you are like a floating cloud that makes people wonder. I am worried that after I give it up, I will never see you again."
She didn't know how long she had slept, but Meng Xinzhu felt her neck was sore and numb. She touched it subconsciously, but she touched another person's body. She was startled, half-awakened, opened her eyes and instinctively shrank back.
Hongde Longqiu reached out and grabbed her to prevent her from falling off her seat, "Xinzhu, don't be afraid, it's me."
Meng Xinzhu looked at him and found that the two of them were still in the carriage, but everything was quiet. Hong Delongqiu smiled and said, "We have returned to the palace. We just saw that you were too asleep, so we didn't wake you up."
"I am guilty of interfering with the emperor's rest!" Hongde Longqiu frowned, "I have resigned first."
Hongde Longqiu grabbed Meng Xinzhu's arm and asked her to face him, "Xinzhu, why are you doing this to me?"
"I am stupid, I don't know what the emperor said?"
"I don't know what I said?" Hongde Longqiu increased the strength of his hands, "You wouldn't talk to me like this, why did you hide yourself? What kind of emperor's concubine did you use to frustrate me?" Meng Xinzhu did not speak.
Hongde Longqiu lowered his eyes slightly, "Xinzhu, tomorrow is the expiration of three months, do you still want to face me like this?"
"How does the emperor hope that my concubine will face this?"
Hongde Longqiu looked into her eyes, "You know what? I won't force you to be my woman, I just hope to see you every day. When I see you, you are neither old nor young, and dare to yell at the emperor.
You who dare to slap the emperor and stuff him with chili powder, you who dare to threaten the emperor and ban him for three months. Can't you even meet such a small request? Tell me, when will Meng Xinzhu come back? How can she come back?
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Meng Xinzhu looked into the eyes of the man in front of her. The look there was so familiar. She must have looked at him with this look once upon a time. "Your Majesty, do you know that the greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment? If you don't want to be disappointed,
Don’t have any expectations! It’s late at night, it’s time for the emperor to rest, and I, my concubine, will retire!”
Hongde Longqiu did not stop her again, "Meng Xinzhu is already in my life. Even disappointment cannot be erased."
Meng Xinzhu paused, closed her eyes, and left the carriage.
Drinking a small amount of alcohol is good for your health, but drinking too much is harmful to your health. Meng Xinzhu felt a headache as soon as she woke up. She lay on the bed and rubbed her temples. It had been a long time since she had drank so much.
Lianhua was sitting by the bed. When she saw her mistress had woken up, she smiled and opened the bed curtain for her, "Mother, you are awake! Do you have a headache again? Let Lianhua rub it for you!"
Meng Xinzhu shook her head and said with a smile: "No, I would like to trouble you to prepare a bowl of hangover soup for me."
Lian Hua pointed to the small bowl on the table, "The emperor gave me hangover soup early in the morning. The emperor really missed your empress."
Meng Xinzhu took the bowl handed over by Lianhua and forced a smile.
As soon as she finished washing, Eunuch Ming came to Zhuyuan and invited her to the imperial study room.
"Royal study room? Father-in-law, do you know what's going on?"
"Back to your Majesty, I don't know, but it should be related to the Nine Emperor Gods."
"Godfather?" Meng Xinzhu was stunned, wondering what tricks this precious godfather was up to.
As soon as he walked into the Imperial Study Room, he was greeted by the Nine Emperors Uncle, "Daughter Xinzhu, your godfather has already asked for the order, and the emperor's nephew has also agreed. You can come out of the palace with me now."
"Leave the palace?" Meng Xinzhu was surprised. She looked at Hongde Longqiu who was sitting on the dragon chair.
"Uncle Huang said that he made something you designed overnight and wanted to invite you to take a look. I have agreed." Hongde Longqiu left the dragon chair, walked to Meng Xinzhu, and whispered to her, "Hurry and change your clothes.
Well, I won’t go, lest you not be able to enjoy yourself to the fullest. It’s rare to go out and play for a while. You don’t have to come back in a hurry. Xiao Zhao will protect your safety.”
Meng Xinzhu looked at him, it was rare that he was so reasonable.
"Uncle Emperor, I will leave the Bamboo Concubine to you. You must ensure her safety."
"Your Majesty's nephew, don't worry, I will definitely bring Xinzhu's daughter back unharmed."
In the workshop, Meng Xinzhu carefully inspected the components of each table football. These handmade works were no less inferior to those produced by modern machines. She looked guiltily at the craftsmen whose eyes were red from staying up late, and shook her head, alas.
, it’s all his fault, this godfather is really impatient and can’t wait even one night.
After coming out of the craftsman's workshop, it was almost noon. Meng Xinzhu was about to go back to the palace when he heard someone shouting on the street that there was a daughter of the xx mansion ahead who was throwing hydrangeas to recruit a son-in-law.
"Throwing embroidered balls? This is fun! Little bamboo, let's go and see it too!" After that, the Nine Emperor Gods ran with the crowd.
Before Meng Xinzhu could stop him, the prince had disappeared. She turned around and looked at Xiao Zhao, "Let's go back first."
Xiao Zhao looked at her with some surprise. Although he only had two trips out of the palace, he could see that the empress was nostalgic for life outside the palace. Now that the emperor is not following her, she should be able to travel more freely. Why do she think so?
What about returning to the palace? Are you worried about those literati from before? But judging from her talent, she should be more than enough to deal with these people.