concubine on top

Chapter 47 What I Should Do

The moonlight cast a soft and cool silver light on Shen Yanchuan's long black hair and light pink shirt.

Shen Yanchuan's aura was no longer harsh, but the whistle that was supposed to be a little childish also lost its joy, like a bird flying low in the rain, singing mournfully and continuously.

Against the backdrop of the bamboo whistle, Shen Yanchuan's surroundings seemed so quiet, so quiet that it was difficult to approach.

The step that the little emperor took out was retracted again.

Perhaps, this person who distracted him didn't want him to come forward and apologize at this moment.

Reluctantly looking at him again, the little emperor turned and left, returning to the Hall of Mental Cultivation by the same route.

The hexagonal lanterns under the eaves illuminated the entrance of the Hall of Mental Cultivation. Little Fuzi was guarding outside the hall, waiting for the emperor to bring the concubine back to have a meal—more precisely, a sumptuous supper. For this reason, he specially sent The imperial dining room added two dishes of candied lotus root and mao soup.

However, a group of figures in the distance approached, and he realized that the side of the little emperor was empty, and the little emperor himself was kicking a small stone with his head down, hands behind his back, and his feet.

The auspicious words I had prepared in my stomach were useless now, so Xiao Fuzi could only lean forward and ask dryly, "Your Majesty, how much would you like to drink from the hot and delicious soup?"

The little emperor waved his hands tiredly: "You, and Commander Hu, follow me to the bedroom."

The three walked to the bedroom without saying a word, the little emperor waved the others away, and raised his chin at Xiao Fuzi: "Take out all the things I won before."

Hu Qian understood, took a step back a little later, and let Xiao Fuzi out of the way, and then he saw Xiao Fuzi groping around in the room and pinching out a pile of money, jewelry, and finally opened a hidden secret room, He dragged out a medium-sized box, which was full of golden ingots, and his big and small eyes were almost wide open in an instant.

When the little emperor raised his eyes, he saw Hu Qian's expression clearly: "Are you surprised?"

"Yes," Hu Qian realized that his move was inappropriate, and quickly lowered his head, "I only heard about the game between the emperor and the concubine before, but I never thought that there are so many... gold, I lost my composure for a moment, and I beg the emperor to forgive me."

The little emperor didn't blame him, because he understood his surprise in his heart: "I'm not just playing in the harem. Outside the city's gambling house, open more questions about palace affairs, such as winning or losing in the Cuju competition, and such a certain traveling doctor entering the palace." Whether you have successfully healed the nobleman. I was born in the palace, so I have learned a lot and thoroughly. The accumulation of scraps of silver into silver ingots, silver ingots into silver tickets, and silver tickets into gold ingots is a box full. "

When the little emperor said this, he should have been very proud, but the real expression he made was just to twitch the corners of his mouth, a forced smile without a smile, followed by a brief silence.

"...I just read the file, and I'm pretty sure that some of the local officials in Tengzhou have something wrong, but before you find out the root cause, you should send someone to bring the money to settle the local people, they can't afford to wait." The little emperor looked down at the box of gold, and waved lightly angrily, "Start lighting now, and take it away after lighting."

Hu Qian was stunned for a moment, and quickly came back to his senses: "Your Majesty, since you are in a hurry, should you use the jewelry to estimate the price, and take it out in cash in the treasury later? Otherwise, if you take it to the pawn shop, the price will drop a lot. "

The little emperor nodded after thinking about it: "Well, just do as you said."

Valuation and counting took a full hour. By the time all the things were removed and the little emperor had cleaned himself, it was already midnight. "Is he back?"

Little Fuzi fumbled to close the window and turn off the lights, and was thinking about getting some white fungus soup, when the little emperor asked.

His hand paused, and he whispered: "...not yet."

"Really." The little emperor suddenly walked to the sandalwood stand, and put the coat hanging on it on his body, "I will wait for him in the side hall."

Walking to the door of the side hall, the little emperor lifted the curtain that had been hanging for a long time, and walked in lightly.

There is no one in the room, only a lamp is lit for decoration, but it is enough to see the surroundings: the furnishings are similar to the little emperor's bedroom, and the furniture is also the same, but the whole room is not pretentious, no sachets or bells are hung on the gauze curtains , there are no treasures on the ancient shelves... The whole side hall is deserted, not even a little flower decoration, it is not as bright and vivid as the guest rooms in Huading Building.

The little emperor sat on the couch, staring straight at the chandelier floor lamp in the corner, suddenly his nose became sore, his dark pupils reflected the warm yellow firelight, and a thin layer of tears came out.

As a noble concubine, he actually only had a title when she came into the palace. How could she ever enjoy a day of happiness?

The little emperor was very confused.He quietly stared at the light for a long time, until he saw that his eyes were sore, he moved his eyes away and closed them.

After a busy day, the pajamas came at him in the dark. It didn't take him more than a moment to go from propping his chin on one arm to lying stiffly on the edge of the bed to rolling into the middle of the bed.

After an unknown amount of time, the door curtain moved slightly, and Shen Yanchuan entered the room.

Although it is already the beginning of summer, the night after the rain is still cool. After entering the door, he put his hands on the candlelight for a while, as if he wanted to use the warmth of the fire to dispel his own chill, but when he turned his head, he saw the inside of the tent silhouette.

Shen Yanchuan immediately became alert, and walked towards the bed without making a sound.

It's just that he had just taken two steps when he heard the familiar small snoring sound.

Accompanied by the sound of stomach growling.

It was the same as when I saw him being carried to the Wenhua Palace for the first time.

Only this time, Shen Yanchuan didn't take out the embroidered bag, but sat on the edge of the bed, leaning over to look at his sleeping face.

The sleeping little emperor pursed his lips slightly, as if he felt a little bit of grievance and sorrow, and suddenly clicked a few times, as if he had dreamed of something delicious, his lips were faintly glistening, and the kitten purred like a mantra: "I...so hungry..."

Looking down, two thin hands are resting on the soft brocade quilt, two legs are stretched out, the shoes are still on the ground, and the whole person is lying on the bed crookedly, like a big boneless big man. No. naughty boy.

Shen Yanchuan took off his shoes for him, gently and skillfully pulled out the quilt that was under his body and covered him, then stretched out his hand to him, as if he wanted to touch the tender, fluffy skin. face.

However, that hand stretched out into the air and froze, but finally landed on the little emperor's black hair spread on the pillow.

The little emperor slept soundly, his body was warm and soft, any little bit of cold air was an intrusion, and would startle the little emperor's unsightly sleep.

Playing with the soft hair for a while, Shen Yanchuan felt that his body had finally warmed up, so he climbed onto the bed, hugged him gently through the quilt, and left a soft kiss on his temple.