The washed-up Wen Xiaotu once again came to His Majesty the Emperor's study room in the back hall. This time, the study room was already lit, and the seven-story pagoda incense burner was filled with excellent agarwood incense. It was faint and very comfortable to smell.
Ming Zhao glanced at her displeasedly: "Why so late?"
Wen Xiaotu said sarcastically: "I accidentally took a long bath..." - It was rare that she could use the bathroom of An Palace for nothing, and it was even more rare that the nun did not urge her. The camphor barrel was extremely large. It was so big that she could stretch her arms and legs easily, and the bath water was mixed with fragrant soup. It was fragrant and warm, and she was so comfortable that she almost fell asleep.
Ming Zhao didn't know whether to be angry or laugh, how could he be careless about something like this? Could it be that Mr. Wen was so comfortable in the bath that he completely forgot about the time?
"Just stay quietly and don't disturb me while I'm reading!" His Majesty the Emperor sat on the spacious Zen chair next to the Luohan couch, with a look of disgust on his cold and solemn face.
"Yes." Wen Xiaotu stood aside obediently.
There was no wind tonight, and the study was completely quiet. There was only the occasional soft sound of turning the pages of a book, or the sound of His Majesty the Emperor taking a sip of tea and swallowing.
In addition, the warm and distant incense of agarwood is still burning in the incense burner, which makes people feel a little drowsy.
Wen Xiaotu couldn't help but yawn. Without any entertainment at night, wouldn't it be easy to get sleepy?
Ming Zhao raised his eyes and glanced at her: "Are you sleepy?"
Wen Xiaotu apologized and smiled: "It's a bit..."
Ming Zhao said calmly: "Wait for another two quarters of an hour."
Wen Xiaotu quickly put aside the disrespectful thought and glanced at the Western pendulum clock on the crescent table by the wall. This dynasty already had accurate Western clocks, and they were antique. They were more like decorations and art. Taste.
Suddenly, it occurred to her that regarding her promotion, the emperor had only spoken in front of the Queen Mother and the Concubine Xian, and it seemed that he had not officially issued an edict yet!
Wen Xiaotu suddenly felt uneasy, and she reminded weakly: "Your Majesty, regarding the status of concubines in Jin Dynasty... I wonder when you plan to issue an edict to the Sixth Palace?"
Ming Zhao didn't think much about it and blurted out: "Let's do it tomorrow."
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Ming Zhao's wheat-colored face couldn't help but sink. He glanced coldly at Mrs. Wen's careful expression, "What do you mean?! Do you think I will break my word?!" - I was like that. The words have been spoken in front of the Queen Mother and the Concubine Xian, and it is equivalent to an oral order!
Wen Xiaotu hurriedly said flatteringly: "I don't dare to think that. I'm just afraid that you will be too busy and ignore this trivial matter."
Ming Zhao's face was so dark that it was almost dripping with water, this Wen family! It's really abominable!
"Come closer!" Ming Zhao said with a bit of gritted teeth.
With this cannibalistic posture, Wen Xiaotu instinctively just wanted to shrink back, but she had to obey His Majesty the Emperor's order, so she had to walk slowly and cautiously in front of His Majesty the Emperor. She looked miserable and pitiful: " emperor……"
"Stretch out your hand!" Ming Zhao's dark pupils were fixed, and his tone was extremely low.
What are you doing with your hands?
Wen Xiaotu was a little confused, and she stretched out her white and tender claws in a daze.
Then, he saw His Majesty the Emperor putting down the ancient book in his hand, holding up her small and fair right hand with one big hand, and then - he didn't know where the emperor took out a ruler. Before Wen Xiaotu could react, he heard " There was a muffled sound, and she felt burning pain in the palm of her hand!
"Ah!!" Wen Xiaotu screamed instinctively, which hurt me to death!
She instinctively withdrew her hand, and then His Majesty the Emperor was one step faster than her, and he tightly grasped Wen Xiaotu's slender little wrist!!
Wen Xiaotu was so painful that she burst into tears, and actually hit her palm! I don't know what the ruler was made of, but when it was hit by one foot, it was like heartbreaking pain!
Manager Liang, who was waiting outside the royal study room for instructions, heard the cry clearly - it was Mr. Wen, ah no, it was Meiren Wen!
What's going on here?
Liang Kunyu suddenly thought of something. Could it be that he was sleeping in bed? The emperor was too rude?
No wonder Liang Kunyu thought in this direction, it couldn't have been the emperor who hurt Beauty Wen, right?
Fortunately, Liang Kunyu is far away at this moment, and His Majesty the Emperor cannot hear his thoughts, otherwise... it would be a disaster.
In the study, Ming Zhao looked at Mr. Wen's pitiful appearance with tears streaming down his face and a runny nose. He frowned and said, "Don't cry!" - I'm just going to hit you!
Wen Xiaotu's tears wet the veil on her face, "But it really hurts!" - She couldn't control how much she was sending!
This dog emperor actually beats people! She just asked when the decree was going to be issued! She asked very tactfully!
Even if she asked inappropriately, there is no need to hit someone!
Big tears rolled down in pairs. Wen Xiaotu bit her lip to prevent herself from crying in shame. Please, why are you still holding my wrist? Do you still want to hit me?!
Thinking of this possibility, Wen Xiaotu's tears fell faster. I was so miserable!
Ming Zhao's brows furrowed even more. This Wen family is too squeamish! When Jin Yan did something wrong, I also slapped my palm three times. Jin Yan only had red circles under his eyes, but he didn't cry like this.
sharp!
And he dared to shrink his hands!
Both squeamish and unbridled!
The small wrists are as white as snow, as slender as a girl who has not yet grown up. The hands are also extremely small and slender, and a long red mark has suddenly appeared on the white palms - this palm is also
Really delicate!
But even with such skin-to-skin contact, I still can't hear Mrs. Wen's heart.
Ming Zhao sighed, put down the ruler, and said helplessly: "Okay, don't cry."
Seeing His Majesty the Emperor put down his ruler, Wen Xiaotu immediately stopped crying and said, "I know I was wrong. Your Majesty, please calm down."
Ming Zhao sighed in his heart, no matter how angry he was, it was extinguished by these two tears of yours.
Ming Zhao was still holding Wen's warm and soft wrist. He could feel Wen's slightly rapid pulse. He glanced at the red palm again and asked, "Does it hurt that much?"
Growing up, Ming Zhao had never had his palms slapped, but how painful could it be with such a small ruler?!
Wen Xiaotu nodded immediately, "If your fingers are connected to your heart, of course it hurts a lot!" - Human palms are very fragile!
Ming Zhao: I slapped your palm, not pricked your fingers!
When Wen Xiaotu saw that His Majesty the Emperor was still holding her wrist, she was extremely worried that His Majesty the Emperor would suddenly pick up the ruler and give her two more blows.
She was trembling and said cautiously: "Your Majesty, can you let go?"
There was a strange look on Emperor Ming Zhao's face for a moment. He quickly let go of his hand, and then said seriously: "Watch your mouth from now on and don't talk nonsense!"
Mr. Wen's mouth is really irritating sometimes!
"Yes, yes! Concubine, remember this!" Wen Xiaotu thought silently, and she would try not to speak in front of His Majesty the Emperor from now on!
Today, she realized the truth that misfortune comes from the mouth.
Ouch, my palms still hurt!
Wen Xiaotu rubbed the red palm of his right hand and couldn't help but sniff.
