Chapter 662

"Jing'an, go and prepare a bowl of sour plum soup for relieving summer heat." Wen Wanqing said to Jing'an.

Jing An hesitated and looked at the closed door of the hall. "Empress, you'd better let the slave accompany you in. In case the emperor loses her temper and bumps into you, I'm afraid --"

"don't worry, just go!" Wen Wanqing doesn't worry about this at all. In front of xuanjue, she has the ability to protect herself. Besides, xuanjue won't easily lose her temper with herself. She knows him well.

After Jing'an left, Wen Wanqing stepped forward, but as soon as she touched the door of the hall, she heard xuanjue's scolding.

"Didn't I tell you to step down? What else can I do?" Xuanjue sat on the Dragon chair behind the jade platform, his face a little ugly.

Wen Wanqing did not answer, but gently opened the door of the hall.

As soon as he saw someone breaking in, xuanjue immediately grabbed the tea cup on the jade platform and prepared to smash it at the comer. As soon as he looked up and saw the comer, the tea cup in his hand was put down again.

"Why are you here?" Xuanjue staggers her eyes from Wen Wanqing. Before she can hide the anger on her face, Wen Wanqing looks in her eyes one by one.

Wen Wanqing said with a smile: "emperor, you have promised that you will come to have dinner with your concubine in the evening. How come you are angry now?"

"I'm not angry with you. I'm just stuck by something." Xuanjue sighed and waved to wenwanqing, indicating that she came to his side.

With a warm smile in her eyes, Wenwan Qingmei walked forward slowly, sat beside xuanjue, stroked his chest and said, "anger is easy to hurt. My concubine asked Jing An to prepare sour plum soup."

"I know you care about me. You are the only one in the palace." Xuanjue suddenly felt a lot of emotion, holding Wen Wanqing's hand.

Wen Wanqing comforted: "who said that there are only concubines? The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty are concerned about the emperor, the state affairs, and the eldest son of the emperor. Although he is young, he is also concerned about his father and the emperor, and our unborn child. The emperor, you can't see that he can't get to the top of the ox horn."

Listening to Wen Wanqing's words, xuanjue only felt that his eyes and eyebrows were sour. It seemed that something was struggling to come out of his eyes. After a long time, he said, "I understand. It's just that something happened in the Ministry of punishment. I have some feelings."

Xuanjue's voice was so angry that he could not say it clearly.

"Tell the empress that you have prepared the sour plum soup."

"Bring it in!" Wenwanqing whispered back.

Jing An just brought it in.

But as soon as he came in, xuanjue stared at him, a little displeased.

Jing'an followed xuanjue since childhood, and naturally understood what he meant. He didn't dare to stay for a little longer and bowed back.

When Jing'an left the hall, Wen Wanqing handed xuanjue the bowl of sour plum soup. Xuanjue took it directly and drank it all.

Wen Wanqing saw that his face had calmed down a lot. He immediately inquired tentatively: "emperor, but someone broke into the prison of the Ministry of punishment and wanted to see Xuanlian?"

Xuanjue put down the bowl in his hand and nodded: "that's right. Who are you going to guess?"

After a moment's reflection, I can't imagine who dares to break into the prison of the Ministry of punishment to see Xuanlian. Now Xuanlian's power in the court has been gradually disintegrated, and those old ministers have also been dismissed by the emperor. Who else would be so bold and reckless to see him.

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