"Trust is intangible and insubstantial. If you want to hold it, you have to rely on your heart." With that said, Hongli raised his hand and caressed Xianyue's delicate and flawless face, "You know what I miss the most from yesterday to now is
What?" After Xianyue shook her head, he whispered: "It's your smile, and now...I finally see it again."
Xianyue suppressed her smile, lowered her eyes and said, "As long as the Emperor is willing, countless women will smile at you."
Hongli raised her smooth chin, "But now I just want to see the smile of the woman named Nala Xianyue, so what?" Seeing Xianyue not speaking, he said seriously: "I can't guarantee this.
I have given you more trust than the Queen, but... I will try my best to give you more, and more."
Facing Hongli's gaze, tears gradually filled Xia Yue's eyes. After a long time, she smiled and choked up: "Compared with this kind of trust that can only be felt with your heart, I believe more in black and white words."
"If you think that is better, I will write it down for you right now." After that, Hongli was really about to write it, but Xianyue stopped him and said, "I am joking with you." She lifted up the scroll
Qu Chengquan said with tears in his right hand: "I am holding it. Thank you, Your Majesty. I will hold it tightly to prevent it from escaping."
Hongli stared at her and said: "If you can joke, it means you are fine, right? You and I are still the same as before?"
Xianyue did not answer, but looked at A Luo who had been standing behind him. The latter said: "Your Majesty, in fact, the master's feelings for you have never changed. It was just that he felt sorry for the slave before, so he treated the emperor
It's disrespectful, I hope the emperor will not blame the master."
Regarding A Luo's interruption, Hongli was not displeased, but instead said a little guiltily: "It is right for the noble concubine to blame me. I am indeed sorry for your master and servant." At this point, he looked at Xianyue again, nervously.
Authentic: "Xiayue, are you willing to walk with me again?"
Xianyue said with a tearful smile: "I have let go of A Luo, but if I still hold on to him, wouldn't it mean that I am a petty person?"
Hongli's eyes welled up with intense joy, which made his voice tremble a little, "So, you are willing?"
Looking at that handsome face, Xianyue thought of her first acquaintance with Hongli, how wonderful things were. At that time, she was forced to marry Hongli on the order of Ama, but in the end she fell in love with him irresistibly; and Hongli
Li, I hated myself so much at the time, but in the end I was willing to put my trust in him.
Twelve years ago, if someone had told Hongli this, he would have scoffed and refused to believe it.
Pulling her thoughts away from the memories, Xianyue said slowly: "Yes, as long as the emperor still has some trust in me, I will always stay with the emperor until..."
Before she could continue, Hong Li covered her lips and said in an extremely certain tone: "No, there won't be that moment when neither you nor I will let each other down."
At this moment, Hongli could no longer tell whether he felt guilty for Xianyue... pampering... or love...
Maybe, there are some...
In the evening of that day, the news of Xianyue being named a noble concubine spread throughout the harem. Like Yuguiren, everyone was jealous and resentful of Xianyue's sudden appointment to the Jin Dynasty. However, among them, there were also people who were really happy for Xianyue.
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Huang came to the Yanxi Palace with a joyful smile, took a palm-sized brocade box from the palace attendants, presented it to Xianyue in person and said: "This is my congratulations to the empress on her canonization of the imperial concubine. I hope the empress will accept it."
Down."
"I'm so polite." With that said, Xianyue took the brocade box. It was already dark at this time, and Zhichun was holding the lamp. Because it was only half lit, the Nuan Pavilion was a little dark, but as the brocade box was opened,
The Nuan Pavilion suddenly became brighter, even brighter than usual when all the lights in the city were lit.
Xianyue looked at the beads in the brocade box, the size of her index finger, as bright as a candle, and exclaimed: "Night Pearl?!"
"This refers to the dowry given by my father when I was serving the emperor. I have kept it by my side all these years. This time I heard that my empress was canonized as a noble concubine. I was happy and wanted to send a gift, but
I couldn't find anything that caught my eye, so I rummaged through it and found this bead, hoping that I wouldn't dislike it."
Although Xianyue is used to seeing treasures, she has not seen many luminous pearls, even in the palace. There are not many in the Huang family. This luminous pearl is probably their family heirloom.
Thinking of this, Xianyue quickly closed the brocade box and handed it back to Mrs. Huang, "I dare not accept such a precious gift. I'd better take it back, as long as I feel like it."
Huang refused to accept anything and said, "I sincerely gave it to you, and there is no reason to take it back. Please stop refusing."
"The luminous pearl is rare in the world, and it is even rarer to be as bright as a candle. If I guess correctly, it should be a treasure passed down from generation to generation in the concubine's family. How can I accept such a generous gift?"
Huang insisted: "No matter how precious the gift is, it is just a thing. It is insignificant compared with the care that the empress has given to me during this period."
Listening to her simple words, Xianyue was a little moved, "Actually, I haven't done anything, but it's because you, my concubine, were willing to believe me when Yu Guiren deliberately provoked me, so that I knew what happened here.
In the palace, besides Yong Lian, there are people who believe in me. Therefore, when it comes to thanking you or looking after you, I should say it to my concubine."
Huang was not good at words and didn't know how to answer the question. She forced the brocade box into Xianyue's hand and insisted: "No matter what, please accept this luminous pearl."
Seeing that she still refused to take it back, Xianyue had to say: "Well, I will keep it for you first. When you want it, you can come back and take it back."
After Zhichun received the order and put the beads in, A Luo came in with dumplings and said with a smile: "Master, concubine Yi, these two bowls of dumplings were made by the eldest brother himself. You two have a try."
Huang said in surprise: "Brother, can he also make dumplings?"
Xianyue recounted what she had said during today's lunch, then took the bowl handed over by A Luo and said, "I thought he was just talking casually, but I didn't expect that he actually packed it so well."
A Luo pursed his lips and said with a smile: "It's not just superficial, the eldest brother is more serious than the slave. He is still busy in the small kitchen right now, saying he is making some more to save for tomorrow. Even this
He also rolled out the dumpling skins with his own hands. After he learned how to do it, he drove the slave aside and refused to let the slave interfere. In the end, the slave could only do some handy work of chopping the fillings."
"This kid is addicted to baggage." Xianyue said with a smile, "Okay, let him stop being a baggage and come over to pay tribute to the concubine."