Qin Wan'er didn't need to think about it to know that with Murong Shun's skills, she must have been aware of Murong Xiao's actions. One day, a fierce battle between the two would inevitably happen.
"Empress," the great eunuch Cao An bowed, raised his head and glanced at Qin Wan'er, and reported, "The emperor is about to drive back to the palace. He ordered his servants to pick up the empress."
Qin Wan'er nodded slightly, held the palace maid's hand and left without mentioning it.
Without desire, one can be strong. Without the infatuation for Murong Xiao, the pain after betrayal will be alleviated a lot. Every day, I play with my children, or play chess with Murong Shun, and discuss poems from the past and present. The wounds in my heart are quietly healing.
As for Bo Heng and Bo Rui, after they were adopted as sons by the emperor, Bo Heng was sent to serve under Zhenyuan General Li Wei, while Bo Rui continued to study in the upper study because of his young age. Er Genzi was much quieter than before, but Qin Wan'er always feels that she is even more lonely without two little kids playing around.
"Your Majesty, the Emperor has decreed that we will take you to Taiqian Palace as usual today. Fengluan Chunen's chariot is already waiting outside the palace." The wrinkles on his face are twisted into a line, and he looks very ugly when he smiles.
Qin Wan'er put down the half-embroidered purse in her hand and nodded.
Being with Murong Shun was more interesting than before. The topic of the two shifted from love to poetry. Sometimes, some of Qin Wan'er's strange and inexplicable thoughts would often surprise Murong Shun, who felt very novel. Qin Wan'er was more interesting than before. I got to know Murong Shun better and found out that besides being an emperor, he was also quite proficient in poetry and calligraphy.
From then on, Murong Shun gradually realized that if he wanted to conquer Qin Wan'er's heart, he had to take his time. It was far from the emperor's power that could make this stubborn woman surrender.
When Qin Wan'er arrived, Murong Shun's memorials had not yet been approved. The memorials with bright yellow covers were piled up on the imperial desk. Judging from his exhausted look, he thought he had worked hard all day.
"Your Majesty, your Majesty, the most taboo thing about having servants waiting on you when you approve the book is that you should wait here first." When Cao An saw Qin Wan'er about to bring tea over, he couldn't help but persuade him.
Murong Shun had always been very strict with the palace people. When reviewing memorials or discussing matters with ministers, he would not let anyone else serve him except a few close palace people. This also largely prevented eunuchs from intervening in politics.
Qin Wan'er was not taboo about this. She shook her head slightly to indicate that it was okay, and walked over quietly with a teacup in hand, for fear of disturbing Murong Shun who was busy with political affairs.
"Didn't I tell you that no one else is allowed to serve you when reviewing the memorial?" Murong Shun was a little impatient and frowned tightly, as if he had encountered some difficulty. If he were an ordinary palace official, he would have already knelt down after hearing this sentence. He apologized, but Murong Shun turned around and saw Qin Wan'er waiting aside with tea. He smiled, and the sadness between his eyebrows suddenly disappeared: "Wan'er, why is it you?"
"Why can't it be me? Didn't the emperor decree that I come to the Taiqian Palace?" Qin Wan'er shook her head with a smile and put the tea cup on the imperial desk, "Your Majesty is busy first, and I will go to sleep on the couch first."
"Don't worry, nothing can compare to Wan'er." Murong Shun grabbed Qin Wan'er who was about to turn around and left, and said with a smile.
"Beautiful words," Qin Waner spat, but she shook Murong Shun away without leaving a trace, "But what kind of trouble have you encountered? Why are you looking so gloomy? This is not like the emperor in the past."