Chapter 13

Chiyunping herself came to Wan'an palace to see Yanfeng. She was afraid that she would never see Yanfeng again. Yanfeng would forget her.

Chiyun's law is smart. She is no longer as wayward as she used to be. Instead, she lets people report to Yanfeng first. After a while, Qi Shangming came out to her and said, "the emperor is dealing with important government affairs. After a while, he will convene his ministers to discuss the state affairs in the diligent hall. Please go back to the Palace first, and call you to see you when the emperor is finished. "

Chiu Yun Ping said: "please tell the emperor that there are important matters in this palace to discuss with the emperor. We will prepare dinner in Minghui palace tonight. Please come

Yanfeng is holding a cup of tea, drinking it absently, and reading it unconsciously with a book in his hand. Picking mulberry and spring apricot are sweeping the bookshelf carefully with the whisk dust. Yanfeng looks very upset and wants to say something but stops: "what about Murong Zhining? How come I haven't seen her in a day? "

Caisang carefully returned to the burning beacon for fear of infuriating him: "I heard from her that there were many paintings and calligraphy in the side hall that had insects because of poor storage. She went to deal with them herself."

Yan Feng threw the book away: "there is a eunuch in charge of things there. How can it be her turn to make her own decision? I don't need any servants here? You two step back and call her to me. I'm used to drinking her tea. " Picking mulberry and spring apricot naturally understood Yanfeng's mind and quit the imperial study.

Murong Zhining pouts into the Royal study, hands the tea to Yanfeng respectfully, and stands by waiting for Yanfeng to speak.

Yanfeng only looked down and read. For a long time, neither of them spoke. After half a column of incense, Yanfeng lashed the book on the table, stood up angrily, and looked at Murong Zhining: "do you want to get along with me? As the king of a country, I have to look at your face every day? "

Murong Zhining bowed and saluted: "the maidservant was born in a humble family. He was rude and didn't understand etiquette. He was not worthy to serve the emperor at all. Please be gracious and let your maidservant go out of the palace. " Yan Feng thumped the last fist of the case: "you are all excuses. You don't want to stay with me because you want to find the person who sent you the jade plate. Am I right?" Murong Zhining's face could not see the change of the slightest expression: "yes, ask the emperor to think about allowing the maidservant to go out of the palace."

Yan Feng, with his hands on his back, was rushing around the room, trying to keep his anger down. It took a long time for him to gnash his teeth and squeeze out a sentence: "I said, you can't walk out of my palace. Take your mind, and in a few days, I will draw up a decree and make you my concubine. "

Murong Zhining took the skirt and knelt slowly in front of Yanfeng: "my maid was born in a brothel, and she was a child's daughter-in-law in a sinful minister's family. If the maidservant is the concubine of the emperor, will he not be shamed? Besides, the maidservant is used to being wild and unwilling to be bound by the rules of the palace. Ask the emperor to let his maidservant go out of the palace, so as not to cause criticism for the emperor in the future, and insult the emperor's reputation. "

Yan Feng is very contradictory in his heart. He repeatedly speculates about Murong Zhining's real idea. He wants to know that Murong Zhining is the one who can't let go of her jade plate? Or do you really think your identity doesn't match you? Do you really want to be restrained by the rules? Each result has only one answer, that is, Murong Zhining doesn't love him at all, or doesn't love him so much. Thinking of this, Yanfeng is suffering.

Minghui palace, eunuchs, busy in and out to prepare. Chiyun pingqin's Cook made two dishes that are popular with Yanfeng. In order to please Yanfeng, she also tried her best to wait for the arrival of the emperor anxiously.

Yan Feng is late. He didn't want to come. But he chided Yun Ping and sent people to urge him again and again. He didn't want to show his feelings.

Yanfeng walked into Minghui palace with wind on his back. Chiyun Ping comes out to pick him up and leads him to the yard. In the middle of the pavilion on the left side of the courtyard, there is a huge long marble table with a full table of wine and vegetables. The dishes are delicate and rich. They are filled with luxurious tableware, which makes people have an appetite.

Yan Feng took a guilty look at him and scolded him: "how can Princess Ai wash her hands and make soup for me today? I can't remember what a good day it is today. " Chiyun Ping took some dishes to the Yanfeng bowl: "this is the squirrel mandarin fish made by my concubine, and the crab and lion's head. They are all the dishes the emperor likes. The emperor works day and night for the state affairs. He hasn't had time to see his concubines for a long time. I was also worried that the emperor was tired, so I made two dishes for the emperor to taste. By the way, I'll have a drink with the emperor and let him relax. "

Yan Feng has no appetite. He is depressed by Murong Zhining's words today. Chiyun Ping pours a glass of wine and hands it to Yan Feng's lips. Yan Feng can't refuse, so he takes it and drinks it.

Chiyun Ping raised his cup and toasted Yan Feng frequently: "I heard that there are many memorials about impeachment of chiyun general recently. The emperor played with general chiyun when he was young. He knew his character best. Although he is reckless in his work, he will not act recklessly, for fear that someone intends to frame him. "

Yan Feng's face could not be hung: "is this the imperial training that the imperial concubine forgot not to participate in politics in the harem?" Chiyun Ping saw Yanfeng's face pulled down, and immediately put on a smile: "I am guilty, I dare not speak more, please forgive me."

As it was getting dark, the maids lit the lanterns they had prepared for four weeks. And he added to the table a candlestick of twelve candlesticks of silver, which shone round it like day. During the banquet, chiyunping called the singer to play the piano to help the party, but Yanfeng thought of Murong Zhining. Inflamed with gloom, he drank one cup after another.Chiyunping accompanied Yanfeng to drink while serving him dishes: "does the emperor seem to have something on his mind? Do you feel embarrassed about Miss Murong Yan Feng squints at Wei Xun's eyes and looks at chiyun Ping: "do you think Murong Zhining was born in a humble family, not worthy to be my concubine? I tell you that I don't care what others think of me at all. "

Chiu Yun Ping's voice is very gentle: "you drink too much, Emperor. I don't mean that. I want to make an idea for the emperor." Yan Feng shook his head and smiled: "I know Ping'er best. You can't help me out. You can only block me."

Chiu Yun said: "the Emperor I really want to help the emperor. Now Murong girl is in Wan'an palace. She stays in the palace for a long time. It's hard to avoid rumors. If it reaches the Empress Dowager's ear, then miss Murong won't want to stay with the emperor anymore. The emperor is better to send Miss Murong to Minghui palace of my concubine. I will take care of her and teach her some rules. After a while, everyone forgot about the case of Zhuang Cheng. I will find another chance to recognize her as a righteous sister. Can't the Emperor just honor her? "

Yan Feng was a little drunk. He shook his head frequently with his hands on his forehead: "no, I don't trust to give my Ning'er to anyone. No, absolutely not."

Yan Feng stood up and called to Qi Shangming: "I want to put Return to Wan'an palace. "

Chiyun Ping goes up to help Yan Feng: "I'll have a rest. I'll go after the wine strength. I'm afraid of the cold and headache. I asked people to cook some sobering soup. The emperor went to the room to rest first. "

Yan Feng, supported by two eunuchs, stumbled into chiyunping's bedroom. Chiyun Ping helped him to lie down on the bed and waited on him.

Chiyunping takes off her boots for Yanfeng herself. Her heart hurts like a knife. She knew that she was in Yanfeng's heart and had no status at all. Yan Feng 's thoughts are all on the woman named Murong Zhining. Chiyun Ping looks at the emperor who is drunk and unconscious. He has five tastes in his heart. However, no matter how Yanfeng treats her, she loves Yanfeng wholeheartedly.

Chiyun Pingyuan put his head on the chest of the beacon, tears trickling down. Yan Feng put out his hand and hugged her. He called out softly, "Ning'er." Chiyun Ping insincerely pastes his lips on the lips of the flame, greedily absorbing the tenderness of the flame. Everyone thought that she had been loved by Yanfeng. Only she knew how humble she was.

Yan Feng opens his eyes in a dazed way. Murong Zhining has a small face that looks like peach and plum. He is smiling at him, full of feelings. Murong Zhining not only smiled at him, but also actively pasted the delicate red lips. Yan Feng's mind is confused. She lowers Murong Zhining's head with her hands, making her lips more close to him. Yanfeng uses the tip of his tongue to pry open Murong Zhining's teeth and grab the fragrance between her teeth. Murong Zhining gives up resistance this time and cooperates obediently to make Yanfeng very satisfied.

Yanfeng holds Murong Zhining's delicate body, rolls to the side, turns over and presses her under the body. Murong Zhining did not push him away, but also with a slender hand around his neck. She raised her head to stick up her lips again, and Yanfeng also responded more warmly.

Two people are inextricably entangled, the palace maid took sobering soup and came in. As soon as she saw that it was not the right time, she turned quickly and wanted to go out. Flustered, the palace maid at the foot of a slip, the hands of the tray "bang" fell to the ground.

Yan Feng is frightened and most of the wine has been awakened. He suddenly realized that the one who had just kissed him sweetly under him was chiyun Ping.

Yan Feng turned over and sat on the edge of the bed, with his head bowed and his hand on his forehead. Chiyun Ping also gets up and gets out of bed, stares at the palace maid, roars: "get out of the way, and bring another bowl." The atmosphere was awkward for a moment.

Yan Feng recovered his indifference and waved: "no need, I'm not in the way." He put on his boots and straightened out. In the courtyard, Qi Shangming is standing there with a whisk to obey orders. Yan Feng didn't hesitate at all: "put and drive Wan'an palace."

Chiyunping chases to the door, holds the door frame, looks at the figure that the emperor refuses to leave, tears like rain.

Return to Yan Feng of Wan'an palace, and enter the Royal study. Qi Shangming orders Murong Zhining to get the wine soup. He has a good hand in figuring out the meaning of sainthood. After a while, Murong Zhining brings in a cup of tea. Qi Shangming exits the imperial study and brings the door.

Murong Zhining hands the tea cup to Yanfeng: "this is a new Yunwu Tea, fresh and greasy. The maidservant saw that the emperor was not very drunk. Drink some green tea to relieve him. "

Yan Feng took a sip of tea and said, "it's exactly what I want. I don't like to drink the sobering soup." Yanfeng turns to look at Murong Zhining, remembers that she just treated chiyun Ping as her, and still has some meaning.

Yan Feng deliberately tries to test Murong Zhining: "today I have dinner with the emperor and his wife, who mentioned you. She seems to like you very much. Would you like me to send you to Minghui palace to serve her? "

Murong Zhining thought a little: "the Emperor didn't say that he didn't treat his maidservant as a maid?"? The maidservant thinks that the emperor's best choice is to let the maidservant go out of the palace. "

Yan Feng really has a sense of helplessness that Murong Zhining can't help: "isn't it something that doesn't let the palace be proposed? Are you so aggrieved by my side? " Murong Zhining lowered her eyebrows and said, "it's my maid who doesn't have this blessing. I beg the emperor's favor. I'm very grateful!" Yan Feng overturned the tea cup and shouted, "back down."