Qin Zhao has always been a lazy person, but today it is rare for him to be a book boy seriously and carefully serve his pen and ink.
Xiao Ce also knew for the first time that Qin Zhao was so fond of him when he was serving Bi Mo.
When he is thirsty, Qin Zhao will give him tea as soon as possible.
If the inkstone is a little far away, Qin Zhao will immediately move the inkstone closer.
He remembered that whenever Qin Zhao was asked to take care of the pen and ink, the woman would yawn profusely and even disturb others.
Today she served quietly and thoughtfully, without any sign of sleepiness.
Qin Zhao stayed with him like this for the whole afternoon. Not only did it not affect his work, he didn't even distract him. He also handled government affairs very quickly.
By evening, all the piles of papers had been reviewed.
He just shook his sore and swollen arms, and Qin Zhao immediately came behind him to massage him, with just the right amount of force.
"The emperor has been reviewing the papers all afternoon. It is easy to hurt the neck. I feel that the emperor should also pay attention to his body while he is busy. I don't say anything else. I just say that the emperor is a king respected by all the people. The emperor should take care of himself for the people.
That's it..." Qin Zhao couldn't help nagging.
She knew that Xiao Ce didn't like to be disciplined, and she also knew that she didn't have such a big face to say it, but he was Xiao Atom's father, and she didn't want him to have a lot of problems due to government affairs at a young age.
After Xiao Ce quietly listened to Qin Zhao's chatter, he suddenly felt that this woman's voice was quite pleasant.
"Okay, long-winded." Xiao Ce said, taking Qin Zhao's hand and pulling her in front of him.
Qin Zhao saw him looking at himself carefully and wondered what he was looking at.
"Why does the emperor look at my concubine like this?"
Xiao Ce played with her green fingers: "What does my beloved concubine want?"
Qin Zhao understood at this moment that she had served the pen and ink well, and he wanted to reward her.
"Whatever the emperor gives, I will like what I like." Qin Zhao thought for a while and answered seriously.
Xiao Ce burst into laughter: "Glib accent."
When Qin Zhao heard this, he retorted: "What I said is not true. I already have a lot of material things, but I am not that enthusiastic about them."
So she really wasn't trying to make Xiao Ce happy, but felt that no matter what kind of reward it was, it was almost the same to her.
Xiao Ce took her hand and stood up and walked out. Qin Zhao subconsciously wanted to take out his hand and attract Xiao Ce's attention.
Qin Zhao reminded: "Your Majesty, this is against the rules."
There were many people outside, and it was not in line with his temperament for him to hold her hand.
Xiao Ce frowned slightly, his eyes fixed on Qin Zhao's small white jade hands for a moment, and then he looked away.
Yes, it was against the rules. Why did he just hold her hand outside as a matter of course, as if it was the most natural thing.
Qin Zhao was sensitive and immediately noticed Xiao Ce's emotional changes.
She remembered that she had stayed in the Yangxin Hall all day. Should she go back to the Yangxin Hall now?
"My beloved, please come back." While Qin Zhao was hesitating, Xiao Ce gave the order.
"Yes, I, my concubine, retire." Qin Zhao bowed and saluted.
Xiao Ce didn't look at her again and walked away.
Qin Zhao no longer delayed and walked in a different direction from Xiao Ce.
When Xiao Ce heard Qin Zhao's footsteps disappearing, he slowed down and looked back.
It's the evening of autumn, and the nights are getting longer. It's dark outside now, and the lanterns have already been lit in the Yangxin Hall. The autumn wind blows by, and the palace lanterns hanging under the eaves sway, casting tiny pieces of light and shadow.
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Qin Zhao's figure blurred away in the mottled light and shadow, as unreal as a dream.
Zhang Jixiang didn't know why his master suddenly stood there. There were obviously only a few palace people walking around there.
He looked at Xiao Ce doubtfully, but was startled by the gentle look in Xiao Ce's eyes.
Such a look made him secretly frightened.
He had served Xiao Ce for many years, so how could he not know what kind of temper Xiao Ce was?
The master is a cold-tempered person, and he was not a womanizer before he met the noble concubine. It seems that only state affairs in this world can interest the emperor. As for the women in the harem, the emperor only regarded them as princes when he was still a prince.
furnishings.
To be precise, the emperor is indifferent to his close relatives. He only looks at any woman with such gentle eyes when he is not far away.
While serving Xiao Ce for dinner, Zhang Jixiang suddenly felt confused.
He has always known that the imperial concubine is different from any other woman, but he has also heard the late emperor teach the emperor more than once that a king can be philanthropic, but cannot be exclusive.
Of course the emperor is not as passionate as the previous emperor, but can a person like the emperor be passionate about a woman?
If it wasn't emotion, how could the emperor watch the imperial concubine go away with such eyes?
After dinner, Zhang Jixiang came up with a rare sign: "Your Majesty, please turn over the sign."
Xiao Ce looked at the green card after hearing this. His eyes were fixed on Qin Zhao's green card for a moment, and his fingers were slightly itchy. Finally, he restrained himself and waved his hand, indicating that the green card should be taken down.
Zhang Jixiang didn't know whether he should breathe a sigh of relief or continue to worry about this.
He really didn't know who to talk to, so he simply went to Qiu Shui's residence to have a chat with Qiu Shui.
Qiu Shui has been free recently. She is still the emperor's minister, but she is not able to serve him in front of the emperor. She only thinks that she is on vacation.
Although such a long resting time was unbelievable, she enjoyed it.
As soon as Zhang Jixiang sat down, he didn't leave. He talked for a long time without seeming to have any important points.
Of course, people like Qiu Shui still understood the key point, which is: the emperor treats the concubines differently.
"I think you are worrying too much. You have to pay attention to the emperor's emotional affairs. No matter what, the emperor is also a mortal body. No matter how cold-tempered he is, he is still a human being. People have feelings and will have feelings for the opposite sex. This is not
Is it normal? Do you want the emperor to be lonely and alone for the rest of his life?" Qiu Shui deliberately lowered his voice, fearing that the walls had ears.
Zhang Jixiang said: "But the late emperor said..."
"Can a word from the late emperor compare to the emperor's happiness? Let me give you a piece of advice, don't take yourself too seriously, and don't interfere in the affairs between the imperial concubine and the emperor. I think that the imperial concubine and the emperor should not be together.
The emperor is a divine couple, a perfect match..."
After Qiu Shui persuaded him, Zhang Jixiang fell silent and returned to the imperial court to wait on him.
Maybe Qiu Shui is right. It is a good thing for the emperor to have someone who knows how to deal with the situation. The late emperor himself was amorous, how could he allow the emperor to be similarly amorous?
The emperor is not like other vulgar men in the world.
Qin Zhao didn't know that Zhang Jixiang had such calculations in her heart. The next day, she heard news from Cihe Palace that the Queen Mother was seriously ill and might die soon.
(End of chapter)
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