MTL - Story of Yanxi Palace-Chapter 137 thorn

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　　 In the night, the Yangxin Hall is in the bedroom.

　　The night watchman was Li Yu. He was holding the dust, and his back was standing upright on the edge of the bed. It was already three more days. There were still tossing and turning sounds in the tent.

　　 Finally, Hongli finally lifted the quilt: "Can't sleep, I want to go out and walk!"

　　 This time, he entered the Yanxi Palace.

　　Dragon boots stepped on the snow, crunching, Hongli walked deep and shallow, one accidentally, one foot stepped into the snow pit.

　　 "The emperor is careful!" Li Yu quickly reached out to support him.

　　 "How did it happen!" Hongli pulled his feet out and said annoyedly, "Isn't the snow in Yanxi Palace not swept from the beginning of winter?"

　　 Although the noise he made was not big, but it was not small, there should have been a night watchman who got up to visit, but until Hongli walked outside the bedroom, no one came out.

　　 Hongli's brow frowned, and Li Yucha said, "Hey, Emperor, these servants are too unruly..."

　　 Hongli suddenly waved his hand, beckoning him to mute.

　　The dark Yanxi Palace was lit with a little light.

　　Hongli walked towards the light and got closer, only to find that it was a star candlelight, swaying weakly in the candlestick, hitting a little light and a little heat on the broken window.

　　Hongli stood outside the window, looking at her in the window through the hole, with that little light.

　　The people in the Yanxi Palace did not know where to go, so they left Wei Yingluo alone, sitting alone under the lamp, they were already in the middle of the night and were still doing embroidery work.

　　 It must be cold in the room, because she has to stop for a while, rubbing her hands, and put her slightly purple fingers on her mouth to breathe, and wait for the fingers to regain some consciousness before picking up the needlework embroidery again.

　　 It's just that the room is not only cold, but also dark. Xu is to make the candle burn longer, so he pinched the wick to be extremely small and thin. Wei Yingluo sat next to such a candle and embroidered. After embroidering for a while, he would rub his eyes.

　　 Such a staggering posture, even Li Yu couldn't bear to see it, let alone... He glanced at Hongli carefully, and he saw heartache on his face.

　　 Said that Hongli had no resentment in his heart, and it was fake.

　　 But no matter how much he complained, he just avoided her, and did not deliberately embarrass her... At least he never thought of embarrassing himself in food, clothing, housing and transportation! Embarrass his woman!

　　Is there something to eat? Will you wear some thick clothes? No matter how bad it is, will you light the candles? Don't let me feel guilty like this?

　　——These words were tossing in Hongli's heart, but he was unable to speak.

　　Call——

The candlelight in the house suddenly jumped.

　　Wei Yingluo hurriedly lowered the needle thread and reached out to protect the candlelight, so that it would not be blown out by the cold wind from outside.

The candlelight swayed violently for a while, and finally stabilized. Wei Yingluo sighed, looking unconsciously towards the window, Hongli hurriedly avoided it, and did not forget to pull Li Yu to the side as well. The two people were on the wall like geckos. After posting it for a long time, Li Yu sneezes with his head bowed.

　　Hongli gave him a hard look.

　　Li Yu was busy covering his mouth with both hands, looking at him innocently.

　　 Waited for a while, Hongli quietly glanced into the window and saw Wei Yingluo still bowing his head, relieved.

　　 "Emperor." Li Yu asked in a low voice, "Don't you go in?"

　　Hongli shook his head, turned and left.

　　Although the person left, his heart stayed.

　　 This night he turned over and over and couldn't sleep, and when she closed her eyes, it was how she sighed in the palm of her hand, that is, her skinny chin, the Guanyin statue in her hand.

　　——But he didn't want to. The next day, he saw this Guanyin statue again.

　　In the palace of the Queen Mother.

The smokeless charcoal was burning in the house, even though it was winter and warm as spring, the empress held the embroidered image in her hand, and her eyes showed her undisguised love: "This Guanyin prince is dignified and amiable. , The pleated belt is also very three-dimensional, this time Xiufang worked hard!"

　　The pure concubine smiled slightly: "The empress dowager, this Guanyin statue is a gift for you. How dare they not give up?"

　　The empress smiled and nodded, turned around and asked the person to hang the embroidered statue: "Emperor, you come and see."

After getting closer, Hongli was more certain that the embroidered statue in front of him was the one made by Wei Yingluo. He glanced at the pure concubine and saw that she only laughed at the empress and did not mention Wei Yingluo at all. Touch the portrait: "Guanyin's hair is so realistic, not like a thread, is it... this is a real human hair?"

　　 The queen mother looked at Chun Gui: "Is embroidering embroidered with blue silk?"

Chun Gui looked at the Buddha statue: "The Han people are not the same as the Manchu people. If the Manchu people break their hair, it is a great disrespect, but the Han people embroider with roots and silks, and they show their piety to the Bodhisattva! This is an early practice , Called hair embroidery."

　　Hongli's fingers crossed Guanyin's eyebrows and a little red: "This point is clearly blood stained."

　　The pure concubine lowered her eyes: "Emperor, this may just be a coincidence. The embroidered mother's blood falls on the embroidered stretch. In order to be afraid of being seen, it will turn into a red forehead."

　　The Queen Mother sighed: "This embroidered mother is really clever, I really want to see you."

　　How did the pure concubine let Wei Yingluo divide the favor, and immediately smiled and said: "The empress, the embroidered statue is not completed by one person, but the best embroidery woman in the entire embroidery workshop cooperates. If you want to see it, the concubine personally announced it."

　　The empress held the embroidered statue and nodded: "The embroidered mother who has good embroidering in one hand is everywhere in the palace, but Ken is so rare to be so hard-working, it is a good reward."

　　 Hongli looked at the pure chaise with a pure face and a complex look.

Back at the Yangxin Hall, he still couldn't release his mind for a long time. In his mind, for a moment, the bodhisattva had a bit of blood, for a while, Wei Yingluo coughed while embroidering. Send to Yanxi Palace!"

　　Li Yu glanced at him: "Ao."

　　 "Wait!" The emperor called to him: "Remember, this is not from me! It is..."

　　Li Yu: "It was the Ministry of Internal Affairs who wanted to make up for the mistakes and specially sent them to the new charcoal basin. The slave understood that the emperor was at ease!"

　　Hongli snorted.

　　Li Yu holding the brazier to go out, Hongli knocked on the table: "Send another glass lantern, I don't like blind people!"

　　 "嗻." Li Yu should finish and suddenly asked him, "Emperor, since you are reluctant to give orders, why don't you see her in the past?"

　　Hongli scolded: "Shut up!"

　　 Li Yu immediately threw a slap on his face: "The minions talk!"

Hongli wasn't angry with him, he burst into a sudden, and walked back and forth in the house, biting his teeth and saying, "I don't care about her, I just don't want someone in the harem to be treated harshly. These dog minions in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, even if they are Lingbian No longer favored, nor can they allow them to practice!"

　　Li Yu: "The emperor is assured that the minions must be heavily punished!"

　　 No one asks in the poor downtown, the rich have distant relatives in the downtown. At the sight of Hongli, he changed his mind, and the Yanxi Palace, which was originally a monstrous bird, was revived again. The eunuchs were busy with the brazier, hanging the lantern, even the mantles on the bed, and the window paper on the windows were replaced with new ones.

Although 　　 has a lot of work, it has more manpower.

　　The people from the palace who had been searching for the way around now went back to the Yanxi Palace. In order to make up for their merits, they expressed their heartfelt heart in front of the master. They rushed to work one by one.

　　It's not terrible to be bitter or tired. I'm afraid that Wei Yingluo will ask Qiuhou to settle the accounts.

　　 "Oh, isn't this the General Manager Wu? A thin client and a thin client." Ming Yu came over with his hips, "How can your old man be free this day, come down to Yanxi Palace?"

Wu Shulai smiled and said, "Miss Mingyu, isn't it winter? The Yanxi Palace hasn't been arranged yet, and it has caused the mistresses to suffer! The servant just knew that he came with them immediately, and only asked for forgiveness! After going back, they must cut their skins!"

　　 There are many people holding high and low in the palace. One of them is Wu Shulai.

　　 It stands to reason that with the friendship that fell down in the embroidery workshop, he shouldn’t help Wei Yingluo, he shouldn’t fall down, but in fact? He was in charge of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, but the Yanxi Palace was short of this, and sometimes he could not eat a bite while he was hot.

These things are clearly in my mind. Now that you are running now, you will never be polite to him, and immediately sneered: "It has been more than a month since the winter, which palace does not have a brazier palace lamp. What do you say, Mr. Wu? "

　　Wu Shulai is also a ruthless man, regardless of the presence of his subordinates, he slapped himself hard: "It is not good to be a slave, all is a negligence of slaves! Make a large number of masters, and forgive slaves!"

　　 Of course he did not want to lose face in front of his subordinates, but face is important, and Lizi is more important.

　　 There was already a voice in the palace, saying that the emperor was angry and wanted to trace the harsh order of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. At this time, if he did not ask for mercy, he might not even have the opportunity to ask for mercy in the future.

　　...... What a regret! How could he be so distressed by lard and help the tormentor?

　　Know they are old friends!

　　 When he was in Xiufang, he was already optimistic about Ling Ping, and he gave help several times. It can be said that Ling Ping has today's status, and he also has a part of his credit.

　　If he can manage this relationship, he will not have to worry about tracing the matter today, but should think about how to take it to the next level.

　　 Silly, he is so silly!

　　Wu Shulai didn't regret it at the moment. At this moment, she could only stare at Wei Yingluo, expecting her to look at past sentiments and spare her this time. The emperor said good things for herself in front of her.

　　 But he stared at him for a long time, Wei Yingluo only bowed his head and did not look at him.

Wu Shulai was even more embarrassed, and she became more flattered and complimented: "What do you want from Ling Niangniang in the future, as long as you say something, the slave will do it, and he will do it! If this happens again, the slave will take his head off, Take a chair for the mother!"

　　 "Okay!" Mingyu glanced at Wei Yingluo, and then said to him, "General Wu, I'm afraid that you will be noisy. You still have to hurry and leave!"

　　 "Leave immediately! The minions leave immediately!" Wu Shulai looked back step by step, but Wei Yingluo never looked up at him.

　　 said that clothes are not as good as new people, but this kind of person is worse than a piece of clothing.

　　 Clothes can still provide a hint of warmth when the weather is cold, what about him? He did help Wei Yingluo when he was in Xiufang, but Wei Yingluo did not benefit him in vain. The reason why he was able to sit in the position of the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs today, he could not hold the heads of others up, including Wei Yingluo. Credit.

　　 did not want to help him. When she needed help, he was stingy even with a pot of charcoal.

　　 "Mother." Mingyu said, "He's gone."

　　Wei Yingluo looked up at the door.

"Don't blame me for being ruthless," she thought. "If this time you let go of you lightly, everyone will feel that I'm weak and can be bullied. You can grab me today and kick me away when I'm in the bottom..." Anyway, as long as I apologize casually in the future, I can easily accept it."

　　Another pedestrian's footsteps entered the Yanxi Palace.

　　 One is holding a brazier and the other is holding a glazed lamp.

Yanxi Palace is not a few days ago, and there are no shortage of these two things in the palace. If Wei Yingluo is willing, he can even replace the candle of the night pearl awarded by Hongli, and a large box is placed on the table, the bright light is enough to shine Brighten the entire bedroom.

　　 "Mother." Mingyu looked at Wei Yingluo, and asked with eyes how to deal with these two things.

　　Wei Yingluo thought for a moment, and smiled and said, "He is reminding me... it's time to thank."

　　 Night, Yangxin Hall.

　　 Hongli criticized the performance, but his mind was not on the performance. When he heard footsteps from outside, he immediately dropped the pen and waited to see the coming person. The smile on his face disappeared a little bit, and asked, "Ling Bin does not come to thank you?"

　　Li Yu was surprised for a while, and said with a smile: "The emperor, so that the maiden is not in the palace."

　　 throw a pen on his face, Hongli coldly said: "Go down!"

　　 "Yes, yes." Li Yu bowed back quickly, before leaving to make an eye for a little **** beside him, the little **** lowered his head and took a bowl of lotus seed soup forward.

　　 The little **** had an arrow-sleeve jacket and pedaled towards the boots. He was petite and looked at Hongli very strangely. He thought he was an apprentice with Li Yuxin and said coldly, "Let things go, you go out."

"Hang." The little **** responded with a choked throat, and the lotus seed soup was placed on the desk, but his hand carelessly touched Hongli's finger. Hongli was shocked, just about to get angry, but suddenly he was stunned and lifted off. His hat: "Wei Yingluo!"

　　A **** braid hung down from his right shoulder, Wei Yingluo smiled at him, unable to say how charming.

　　Hongli furious: "Who will let you in, Li Yu! Li Yu!"

　　Gently put his finger on his lips, Wei Yingluo gently said: "Emperor, I miss you."

　　Like a tiger with a chain on his neck, like a kite caught by a thread, Hongli, who had been violently thundering, suddenly calmed down and stared at her.

　　 "How about you?" Wei Yingluo gently stroked his lips, light and itchy, "Does the emperor want to see concubines at all?"

　　Hongli grabbed her restless fingers and complained: "Li Yu, this dog thing, dare to let you in. And what you look like, it becomes more and more inconsistent!"

　　 Although he complained on his mouth, his hands were very honest. He wrapped her around her waist and put her on her lap.

Wei Yingluo was soft and soft, sitting on his lap, like a child, and his hands and feet were restless like a child. A small foot gently stepped on the back of Hongli's instep and groaned and complained: "If not The emperor is jealous, and the concubine will not dress like this to be able to meet you at the palace."

　　 "Dare to blame me! It's you and Fu Heng--" Hongli said here, his face gloomed down again, and the hand on her waist unconsciously let go.

　　 Yingluo took his hand and put it back on his waist: "The emperor is really careful, so angry for so long, and still grudges. Yes, the empress did indeed intend to grant his concubine to Fucha."

　　Hongli: "You!"

　　 Ying Luo did not shy away: "But didn't the emperor personally dismiss it?"

　　Hongli: "Is that I am afraid that you will harm Fu Heng? No selfishness!"

"Yingluo wants you to be selfish, because Yingluo also has selfishness towards you." Wei Yingluo looked at him, "Maybe in the emperor's heart, Yingluo is insignificant, but Wei Yingluo is already your wife. Only you, the master, will only Have you a husband!"

　　 Without charcoal fire, the room was a bit cold, but Hongli's heart was warmed by this sentence. After a long time, he gently took her hand and put it on his heart: "I will not mention this matter again, you will not mention it, I will not mention it, nor will anyone in the palace mention it, who will spread similar rumors again Harm to you... I will kill without amnesty!

　　 "Emperor..." Wei Yingluo's eyes fainted with tears in her eyes. She whispered and fell on his chest, her shoulders trembling slightly.

Hongli sighed, and surrounded him lovingly, only to feel that this woman was like a thorn in his heart, and he didn't feel pain, and it hurt when he pulled it out. Over time, he grew into the flesh and became part of his flesh and blood. , Can no longer be separated.