Chapter 122

"It's unreasonable for you. I heard that lady Shu got up to prepare meals before dawn. Concubine Zhao also called the third prince into the palace early in the morning. Naturally, she wanted to spend the Mid Autumn Festival with the emperor. But you came here. Maybe the whole concubines in the harem were complaining about the evil mother-in-law. Drink tea and go back." The Empress Dowager and the emperor are sitting in the warm pavilion to talk and taste tea. The Empress Dowager has never been a hot temper, but the emperor is filial. She is naturally happy as a mother. At this time, she sits alone with the emperor, and she is rarely amused.

"Where is Baba's mother driving her son out this day? In order not to be a wicked mother-in-law, can't a mother succeed in being a cruel mother Zhong Zhiheng also laughs, and the front and back palaces are restless. It's hard to feel comfortable here. At this time, he sits cross legged on a soft couch and drinks the hot masked stone flowers. He just feels comfortable all over. At the same time, he drinks all the tea in the cup at one breath, but he still feels that he is not satisfied. Looking at Biqiao standing aside, he says with a smile, "aunt's cooking Tea skills have been improved again. The masked stone flowers in the CI Ning Palace are much better than those in the imperial study. It seems that I have to ask Ruhai and her aunt for advice on tea cooking skills. "

"Long live Ye Mu praised, maidservant can never bear it," said Biqiao with a smile. "Maidservant is always clumsy, where can you cook such a good tea?"

"Oh? How could someone in this palace cook tea better than my aunt? " Zhong Zhiheng is interested and asks with a smile.

Biqiao was born in the south of the Yangtze River. She cooked good tea. Therefore, she has won the honor of the Empress Dowager and Zhong.

Biqiao took a look at the Empress Dowager and bowed to Zhong Zhiheng and said, "long live, it's a new maid."

"Oh? Let her in, "said Zhong Zhiheng, leaning on the soft pillow, pointing his fingers at the small table and squinting his eyes," I should give you some reward for the tea cooked so well. "

Biqiao didn't speak, but the Empress Dowager's face sank, "PATA" put down the tea cup in her hand, looked at Zhong Mingwei and said: "it's just a new girl in the palace, where can the emperor be so curious? If it's spread out, I'm afraid it's the holy name of tired emperor. "

"Yes, the son is wrong, the son knows the wrong," Zhong Zhiheng said to the Empress Dowager hurriedly, and he said with a smile, "the son is just on the rise. Can't it be that his mother is really angry with his son?"

, "you are the son of heaven, and you pick the flower, and pick the flower, and you has the final say, but you can take it in the palace of mercy, and you will not fight the idea of the house." the queen mother has been very relaxed, and has made a glance at Zhong Mingwei. She sighed gently. "Zhao Guifei is looking forward to your visit. If she knows you are in the area of the grief home, she will be there. The people of the district palace became interested. According to her temperament, they were afraid that they could not lift the roof of the CI Ning palace. The AI family is old, and they are afraid of tossing. Let the AI family live a peaceful life. "

"Mother!" Zhong Zhiheng could hardly cry or laugh. "Zhao is really a little bit of a character, but how dare she make trouble with her mother? Besides, if she had a wrong idea for a while, would her son have let her do it? Mother, how could you have wronged your son so much? "

"Yes, with the emperor, no one is afraid of mourning," the Empress Dowager said softly, clapping the hand of the clock balance, and whispered, "the emperor is the greatest hope of mourning."

Zhong Zhiheng didn't speak any more, but now he held the Empress Dowager's hand tightly.

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Qianqing palace.

When he came out of the CI Ning palace, it was already dark. Zhong Zhiheng was in a good mood today. When he had dinner, he drank a pot of osmanthus wine, which was inevitable to be a little smoky.

"Long live, Yanxi palace has just sent another person to come here. Can you tell me if it's ok? Zhao Guifei and the two princes are waiting for the long live master to have dinner together. " Zhao Ruhai came in with a cup of masked stone flowers and placed them respectfully on the table.