Jinbao took out a letter from the box: "Your Majesty, this is the letter written by the eldest princess to Concubine Meng..."
The big characters on the envelope read: Dear Concubine Meng.
Without saying a word, Ouyang Shaogong grabbed the envelope, tore open the seal, took out the letter paper and read it carefully.
In Chun'er's letter, she reported safety and good news, which was hidden from Yuan Lie. At the back of the letter, she wrote about missing her hometown, missing Meng Fei, and expressing her longing for parting...
He has never seen her again since she was kicked out of the palace, and he doesn't know if she is doing well now?
There was nothing in the cold palace and the weather was so cold. How could her frail body endure it?
Thinking of this, he put away the letter and said: "Jinbao, send the letter to Concubine Meng, and also send all the tribute items from the eldest princess, and add four more heaters... four should be enough to keep you warm?"
"If the emperor still cares about the empress, why not see what the empress really needs." Jinbao couldn't help but say what was in his heart.
The emperor is good at everything and has a keen sense of politics, but he is too slow towards emotions, which makes outsiders anxious.
In fact, Ouyang Shaogong had thought about calling her back countless times, but the words he said were like spilled water, which he could not take back even if he wanted to.
To put it bluntly, even if he was willing to show off his face, he might not appreciate it given her stubborn temper.
"Just go if I tell you to."
"My slave obeys your orders."
"Wait a minute, I'd better go there myself."
Jinbao raised a proud smile, the emperor had a bad face, it was time to end.
The wind blows the snowflakes randomly and slaps them on people's faces, giving them a biting coldness.
A piece of ink on paper, like a butterfly flying in the snow, landed gracefully at his feet.
What a splash-ink peach blossom! It shows its brilliance in the snow.
Snow brings endless inspiration to people, but it also brings annoyance to people.
Otherwise, who would leave the windows and doors open on a snowy day, willing to be one with their own will?
She was wearing a light blue dress, flying in the snow, under the window, in front of the house, under the tree...
Chapter 95 There is only one after he chooses
"Is this what you are looking for?" A very friendly voice sounded from behind.
She suddenly looked back, snowflakes fell on her face, and slowly melted away on her face. In the haze, she saw the king standing in front of her.
No, she must be dazzled. How could the emperor come to the forbidden area of the harem?
She rubbed her eyes desperately, trying to erase this fact.
"Mengni, are you okay?"
This was his voice, and she could no longer deny it.
Why did he have time to see this deposed concubine today? Did he want to see how ridiculous and pathetic she was?
She never thought, really never thought that she would be able to see him in her lifetime.
Her heart trembled. It turned out that she had resentment in her heart.
"Slave to see the Emperor!"
"It's windy here, let's go inside and talk."
He reached out to help her, but this time she didn't move away. His embrace was surprisingly warm, making her ice-cold heart melt.
A little bit of tenderness, even if it was only for a moment, she was content with it.
Secretly, she buried her face in his broad chest.
Inside the room, there was a world of difference from what Ouyang Shaogong had imagined.
Thick Jinhua carpets, heaters are placed in the four corners of the room, with a faint fragrance of roses, and exquisite mahogany tables and chairs are placed in the center of the room. Pens, inks, papers, inkstones and four colors are placed safely on the table, and each couch
They are all covered with beautifully embroidered cushions...
