Chapter 316

"Master?"

Green maple just turned a body, eyes have not opened, yarn curtain outside a hesitant low call gently sounded. It's the voice of tuckahoe. These days, Ruyi takes care of her daily diet. Tuckahoe is waiting by her bed in the early morning. I'm afraid something's wrong.

The stomach is getting bigger and bigger, and the green maple slowly gets up on the edge of the bed. Hearing the movement inside, tuckahoe also opens the veil and comes to the bedside, carefully holding the green maple up. Finally sat up straight, Qingfeng asked softly: "how so early?"

Looking at the outside of the house, Poria laughingly replied, "it's not early." It's almost time. Seven months later, the child's mother and son are no longer pregnant and vomiting. Their diet is also normal, that is, they are more and more sleepy and lazy.

Green maple glanced out of the window, it was not early indeed. The warm winter sun had passed through the window lattice and shed a brilliant light in front of the bed. The rare good weather also infected green maple. Taking a deep breath, he stretched himself comfortably and asked, "what happened to Zhen Zhen Zhen Zhen?"

Tuckahoe hesitated for a while, then nodded back: "when the maid passed last night, she always felt that someone was following..."

"Tracking?" Green maple has been half narrowed eyes Shu opened: "know who?"

"I didn't see anyone, but I felt insecure." Tuckahoe side back, while busy to the soft cotton soaked, handed to Qingfeng wash face. She knew that it was not convincing to say that she was being tracked by feeling, and it was even more difficult to escape the sharp eyes of the master. So she answered while looking for something to do, hoping that the master would not continue to ask. As for why she didn't want to say what she had seen Mingze last night, she had no answer of her own.

How do you feel? Obviously, Qingfeng is not satisfied with this statement. When does Fuling work by feeling? Qingfeng took over the cotton cloth and wiped his face. After finishing up, he said lightly, "don't go there in person. Find a trusted old mother to do these things."

"Yes." Tuckahoe breathed a sigh, smiled and picked up the comb to help green maple comb his hair.

What happened to the relieved face seen in the bronze mirror? Tuckahoe has something to hide from her The good mood of Qingfeng disappeared in the early morning.

Qingfeng wants to ask, but feels that it's not appropriate. According to tuckahoe's response this morning, it should be related to the things that followed her last night. Does she know who was the one who followed her last night but would not say? Or is there any change in it that she deliberately conceals? There were many doubts in her heart, but there was no voice on Qingfeng's face. She didn't ask casually until tuckahoe helped her with her bun: "are those people still obedient?"

"Don't worry, master. As you expected, they are worried about their future because Princess Hui has been demoted to the cold palace. You can give them a chance to follow you. Most people still don't want it." Huifei kept her promise. The next day after that, she made a list of the people and potential she could control. When she went to find those people, she could also feel that they had already been instructed by Hui Fei, and most of them were willing to be used by the master.

Most That is to say, there are still hard bones to chew. Qingfeng is not in a hurry, and whispers, "those who don't follow, you ask Zhen Zhen Zhen Zhen to write a letter to them to clarify the stakes. If you don't follow See what they're up to before planning. By the way, we need to find out the water core. "

"Yes." It's unnecessary for the master to explain. After huifei mentioned it last time, she had already been asked by many people, but the result was very disappointing.

"Madam, Deacon Xiao asked for an interview." Ruyi's gentle voice came from the screen.

Xiao Yu? What brings her here? Qingfeng thought about it and said, "please come in."

Xiao Yu enters the house, and Qingfeng just comes out from behind the screen. Instead of coming forward, Xiao Yu bows to salute: "my maid has seen the concubine Qing."

Gently raised her hand to show her to be free, Qingfeng said with a smile, "what's the matter with you?" For Xiaoyu, a former female official, Qingfeng is inexplicably fond of tea. A woman who loves tea and understands tea naturally has a different aura.

Xiao Yu didn't say anything. He replied, "let's spread the message."

Qingfeng picked up his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't ask. Xiao Yu didn't like to play tricks. He said, "the emperor has a purpose. Before long, he will take his mother to other courtyard in Shuchuan."

"Shuchuan other hospital?" Where? Tuckahoe whispered in Qingfeng's ear, "Shuchuan other courtyard is a royal one located in the east of the capital, and it is also a place for the emperor to recuperate."

So, are you going to leave the palace? Last time I saw elder sister and younger sister when I went out of the palace, this time Yan Hongtian took her out of the palace, what interesting things are waiting for her? Hiding in this little room for a number of days, she was really tired of it. She could still avoid the eyeliner in the palace. There was some expectation in the maple. She laughed and said, "shall we go now?"

"Yes." The lady of the Qing Dynasty is in the best of her class. She will arrive soon. Now she really wants to go out.

"Then go." When Qingfeng got up, tuckahoe helped her to go outside. When she came to the yard, Qingfeng suddenly stopped and said, "you can stay in the palace and let Ruyi accompany you."

At the foot of tuckahoe, Ruyi moves forward to take her place. She supports Qingfeng and continues to walk out. She looks at the thin figure passing in front of her. She doesn't even look at her. Tuckahoe's heart is a little sad. It's not because all the servants in the hospital are looking at it, but she suddenly understands that the position beside her is not for her

When she was immersed in her own thoughts, the cold voice rang again: "tuckahoe."

Tuckahoe a Leng, low voice should a, walked behind the green maple to stop, no longer side by side with her.

Qingfeng sighed and turned to look at tuckahoe, who was standing quietly behind her with no expression. She grabbed her hand directly. The clear voice was not loud, but it was enough for the people in the yard to hear clearly. "I can rest assured that you are in the palace."

Just now, Qingfeng really wanted to give a little punishment. The concealment of qifuling in the morning was just looking at her lonely appearance. Qingfeng regretted again. She said that she could not give much trust. Since she chose to believe Fuling, why should she hurt her heart today for a small matter of unknown situation? This is the person you choose. If tuckahoe is negative to her, then She did, too!

The green maple grasps very hard, even some ache, tuckahoe's heart actually calmed down suddenly, smiled back: "yes."

Ruyi stands close, and naturally sees Qingfeng holding tuckahoe's hand tightly. Just because she can accompany Qingfeng out of the palace alone, her joy and pride are suddenly cooled. The whole Qingfeng hall, only tuckahoe can be called the mistress, and the mistress only calls herself "I" in front of tuckahoe. Ruyi knows that at present, no one can replace tuckahoe in the mistress's mind. With this recognition in mind, Ruyi retreats a little, lowers her head slightly, and bows to Tuckahoe, saying: "sister tuckahoe is at ease, and the maid will take good care of her. ”Xiao Yu looks at the scene in front of him quietly, with a smile on his lips that is almost gone. A short road, a few words, grace and power at the same time let everyone understand their position.

After lunch, it's the time for the master and his son to take a nap. The servants below are also able to steal a lazy time. However, those who dare to lie down on the soft collapse and read books and peek at it leisurely are probably only water cores in the whole harem.

"Just after today, Xiao Yu went to the Qingfeng palace to take the concubine out of the palace. The commander of the imperial guards recommended her to accompany her."

A man in grey stood behind the water core respectfully and spoke in a low voice. He did not look like a eunuch, but was humble to the woman in front of him.

Eyes still stay on the pages of the book, the water core casually asked: "where have they gone?"

"Shuchuan other hospital."

"Will the emperor go together?"

"When I came back, the Emperor didn't appear in other courtyard of Shuchuan. I just asked the people in Zhengyang palace, and the emperor wasn't in the palace either."

The water core nodded and waved slightly, and the man retreated immediately. When the man went far away, the water core slowly put down the book in his hand, and there was a trace of laziness in the glittering eyes.

Qingfeng, are you willing to go out at last?

Under the pavilion, there is a simple wooden dwarf table with a chessboard and two cups of tea. Apart from the rustle of the trees by the wind, the sound of the chessboard falling can be heard occasionally. The air is filled with the smell of slightly wet trees, which is very rare in the early winter.

Two women sit opposite each other. A white man falls down, and the woman holding the black man ponders for a moment. She slowly puts down the chess pieces. The winner is divided. "The lady has excellent chess skills, and Xiao Yu has given up."

It's a long time ago, but I haven't seen Yan Hongtian's shadow. However, green maple is very fond of this royal courtyard. According to her observation in this afternoon, the courtyard is very big, and there are many kinds of strange flowers and plants. It seems that they are manicured, growing freely and wildly, and there is no gorgeous palace. There are only a few exquisite wooden huts, simple and simple, without royal style at all 。

Qingfeng picked up the tea cup on the short table and said with a leisurely smile, "it's just a sentence of giving up

Not yet. What does she want?

The green maple slightly shook the clear brown tea soup in his hand, and immediately the tea shop, with a sly smile, replied: "I want the best June in my palace."

Xiao Yu's face stiffened and coughed, pretending to return casually: "my mother wants to send someone in June to say that it is, Xiao Yu should offer it."

Shaking his index finger lightly, Qingfeng leaned forward slightly, and said one by one: "that's different. What we want is Ji, pin, Jun and Yue."

In June, it is as warm as its name. After the boiling water is brewed, the elegant fragrance immediately becomes strong. It seems to rush into the heart and lungs from the nose and occupy all your senses. This should not be the taste of tea, but it is indeed tea. In fact, June is not the most precious variety in tea. Ordinary June can be bought with a little thought, but the best June is hard to find. It can be called the best June. The tea plant must be grown in a place with fertile land and abundant sunshine. It is also necessary to pick the top of the tea bud on the day of grain rain. The most difficult is not these. Generally, the new tea is more valuable than the old tea. On the contrary, in June, when it has been matured for more than six years, the annual rainfall, temperature and humidity are just good, which can be called the best June.