The emperor did not call Luo Changan's maid Xiaotao affectionately like Luo Changan and others. Instead, he called Luo Changan's maid Taoying by her first name and surname. Tao is the surname, Taoying. Except for the fact that he was interested in being affectionate to the queen by her first name, he called the queen coldly.
Full name. Such as Laomei.
Luo Changan tightened his hands and helped Xiaotao to go to Huaqing Pool to take a bath. Looking back, he saw Qingman kneeling at the emperor's feet. He took out the teapot that had been warmed for a long time from her clothes and kept it warm next to her body all night.
It's so hot. I've tried my best for my husband. It's true... it's disgusting!
Luo Changan didn't want to take a bath. She wanted to go back and clean up the Qingman in front of the emperor. Damn his generosity, but the ethics told her... No, seventy-two, cleaning up every day, endless! It's really shameful. It loses her identity.
Xiaotao whispered: "My dear, look at that bitch. She is warming the teapot with her skin and flesh. While you are bathing, she is seducing the emperor with her eyes for some reason! You should go over and give her a slap in the face and get some lamp oil.
Burn her palms! No matter what others say behind her back! She just dotes on the harem alone, what’s wrong! The emperor is acting weird today and is making things difficult for you! It’s like he’s trying to make a fuss!"
Luo Changan's eyes were a little sore. When he was taking a bath, his heart felt dull and painful. He didn't like Qingman and wanted to kick her out, but there were so many pairs of eyes looking at her. The words were frightening, so Qingman was kicked away. Everyone knew her.
She was intolerant of others and refused to accept her at all. Even one word behind her back broke her spine. She whispered: "Stop talking. Don't cause trouble to the emperor. She is just waiting for the emperor to drink tea."
Xiao Tao said: "She is dirty in the common room! It turns out that is the place where the emperor rests! Sometimes when the child is with you, the emperor goes to the common room to rest, and now she has occupied the place! I really want her to
Choke him to death!"
Luo Changan raised his hand to signal Xiao Tao, "Okay. Don't act rashly. The large population is a fact. They are all people under my command. If I don't take the lead, the emperor will be in the front hall worrying about the backyard every day. That's enough."
Xiaotao then stopped talking and was just angry, thinking that the emperor really has thoughts about that Qingman?!
Seized?
After taking a bath, Luo Changan returned to the master bedroom. When she came out, the emperor and Qingman were still the same as they were before she took a bath.
Qingman was kneeling, and the little girl was shaking a little.
The emperor was reading, turning many more pages than she did before taking the bath, and he looked like he was really studying hard. Luo Changan once thought that the way he was studying seriously was very charming. But in this situation, studying hard?????
Is she angry?
She took a bath for two quarters of an hour, which meant that Qingman knelt for two quarters of an hour.
Qing Man was puzzled. Ever since the Queen entered the bath, the Emperor had acted as if he had not seen me. I had held the teapot for a long time, but the Emperor had not even glanced at me. It was as if I did not exist. Did the Emperor actually... see me?
Maybe it’s because the book is so beautiful.
Luo Changan came out of the room, sat beside the bed, and gently wiped his long hair.
From the corner of his eye, Emperor Qianao saw that Luo Changan was like a hibiscus emerging from the water, which was heart-wrenching, so he put down the book in his hand. This book talked about war strategies. He loved reading it, and often spent time reading it and forgetting to eat and sleep. When he saw it, he was so excited that he was unprepared.
, something unexpected.
But Luo Changan's appearance after bathing was more beautiful than this military book. He put the book on the table, interlocked his fingers, and suddenly caught him by surprise. He looked at his wife's wet hair, and then lowered his eyes.
Looking at Qingman who was kneeling at his feet, "What's so special about your tea?"
Luo Changan: "..." Okay. As soon as I got out of the bath, he started flirting with my concubine again, waiting to show me?! The emperor is getting more and more excited! My lungs are so angry that my lungs are exploding.
Damn! Isn’t it wrong of me to be generous? There are a lot of women, and I’m still not satisfied with him by keeping silent?
Qing Man felt a little deer in his heart because of the ambergris, the emperor's body fragrance, "This is the golden melon tribute tea, the tenderest tea tip sent as tribute by the vassal state. They say one water, two teas, three and four are the essence.
, the third one in Qingman’s teapot is the most delicious tea. Qingman saw that the weather was cold, so he simmered it with his body, and now he’s drinking it, taking advantage of his mouth.”
Luo Changan was wiping his hair and thinking, Pumpkin tribute tea, one, two, three. I will vomit to death. I am not being ungrateful, I am suffering from morning sickness.
Emperor Qianao glanced at Luo Changan and asked considerately: "Pumpkin Tribute Tea. Queen, do you want to drink tea? The body temperature is simmering. Our concubine."
Luo Changan pressed his hand on his heart, feeling a tightness in his chest, as if it was being cut with a knife. He originally thought that Qingman was just a decoration in the house, but such a heartbreaking decoration would be too heartbreaking to last forever. People who can endure the old routine are really
It was admirable. She said in a warm voice: "I've gone to bed at night and it's cold when I wake up, so I won't drink. Besides, I like to drink water as the first drink when drinking tea. It has a strong taste. Maybe I often make tea, but I don't know how to brew it.
Tea bar."
Di Qian proudly nodded, "I like it strong. Hmm."
"Empress, you are too modest." Qingman hurriedly smiled and said: "My father loves to dabble in tea art, so I also have a lot of research on tea. It is said that the five and six are not bad, the seventh has a lingering fragrance, and the eighth has the fragrance.
The aftertaste is still lingering in my mind for nine or ten reasons."
Five, six, seven, eight or ninety. I feel like morning sickness again.
"Yes, this is a saying that everyone who drinks tea knows. He is young, but he is proficient in tea art! I like it. I also like to make some tea myself. From now on, you and I can make tea." Luo Changan
Curving her lips and smiling, she touched and was humiliated, and it was indeed warm. The little girl tried her best, what should I do, I can't feel calm anymore...
Qingman was very happy, "Yes, Qingman will make tea for you and the emperor every day from now on."
Luo Changan: "┭┮﹏┭┮"
Emperor Qianao rested his chin, this woman really talked a lot, and said to Qingman: "Your father is a clerk in the Ministry of Household Affairs, with an official rank of the sixth rank. He does a lot of detailed work in the distribution of land and household registration for the common people, and he has done a good job with conscientiousness. I
A few days ago I proposed to him the rank of Cong Wupin. You have a deep understanding of tea art and explained it in detail. Your father's promotion letter has not yet been issued. From Cong Wupin, I will think about it again."
Qingman was overjoyed. My performance must have satisfied the emperor. He said that I explained it in quite detail. The emperor wanted to promote my father in an unusual way! She couldn't help but smile, "It is my father's honor to serve the emperor."
Di Qian'ao glanced at the table and moved away from Miss Qing, "Put down the tea. You can go to the living room and wait."
"Yes." Qingman replied and put the teapot on the table. Although she didn't see the emperor eating her tea or touching the teapot that was warm next to her, she went back to her room to wait for the emperor's visit.
She felt much happier when she drank her tea or touched her teapot. She stood up and saluted Luo Changan, "My dear, Qingman has withdrawn."
Luo Changan's heart was in severe pain. Living with three people together was like purgatory. This happened in the inner courtyard of the Imperial Gate. It was a hateful old habit. She raised her head and leaned on the pillow. She frowned and said: "You have been tired for a long day. Good morning."
Go and rest."
Qingman leaned over, lifted the door curtain, and went into the main room behind several curtains.
Di Qianao walked slowly to the bedside, lifted up the mattress and nestled beside Luo Changan, hugging her into his arms. "This is the first day the three of us live together. Are you still happy? Queen."
Luo Changan stiffened, and became angry. He couldn't hold it back, and his words were thorny, "I'm tired."
"Tired or angry?"
"Tired!"
"You are angry. The person you arranged for me is angry. Am I angry?" Di Qianao said and tightened the hands tied around her waist.
“Arranged by the honorary service room!”
"You agreed!"
"It's your mother behind you!"
"You agreed! You married me! Give me away? You don't care, do you?"
"What can I do!"
"Refuse to worship the service room! Declare sovereignty! Whose do I belong to?"
"This palace is difficult! The harem! People's words are terrifying!"
"I am the same! The front hall! The wind and rain are like darkness!"
Luo Changan was startled, then realized that he had always been dissatisfied with her for agreeing to add people to the room, "I said: I'm tired."
"Yeah. I mean, I'm angry."
Luo Changan's chest heaved violently with anger, "Don't you want some tea? She has been keeping it warm for a long time. If you don't eat it, the tea will get cold. Eat some tea and calm down your anger. You!"
Di Qianao half-squinted his eyes, placed his chin in the crook of her neck, put the tips of her ears between his lips, and said, "I also like the first tea. It's strong."
"Let's go eat the third course, the essence."
Di Qianao grabbed her wrist, pressed it on her neck, pushed her closed legs apart with his knees, and planned to attack her, "That doesn't sound generous. I didn't drink her tea, nor did I touch her body to warm her."
The teapot passed by. I didn’t even look at her. Are you jealous? Someone else covets your person, don’t you feel good? Be good, solve the problem, and pierce the window paper.”