Chapter 800 Is He Sick?
"Don't say that..."
There was a bit of compassion and sympathy in Xie Ying's eyes. Why bother?
Qing Chang'an acted like she was so great, but she was just one of the many noble ladies in the capital.
There are too many noble ladies like her...
Qing Changan's emotions moved slightly, and his breathing became increasingly short. Xie Ying said quickly, "Don't get excited. You just need to know that we can only be friends. I can't make any promises to you in this life." She looked at Qing Changan and said firmly, "If I can't marry the one I love, I won't marry again."
"Well, I'll stay with you."
Xie Ying: “…”
When he said "accompany", what did he mean by "accompany her"?
If she doesn't marry, will he not marry? Or will he accompany her in her quest for the one she loves?
have no idea--
"From now on, I have a foster sister..."
Xie Ying smiled slightly, not knowing what to say.
She glanced behind her and said, "I have to go back. Jiaojiao is still waiting for me."
"Yeah." He suppressed his reluctance and nodded. If everything went well, he would be able to see her every day in the future.
After a long time of thinking about it, I still couldn't calm down when I saw her again. I even had to act pitiful to get a little sympathy from her.
He was just gambling, gambling that Xiao Chen was heartless, devoted to Buddhism and Taoism, and not interested in worldly love.
After Xie Ying said goodbye to Qing Chang'an and returned to their carriage, Xie Jiaojiao said anxiously, "Just now, His Royal Highness Prince Chen saw Sister and Lord Qing walking side by side."
"When," Xie Ying laughed. When could it be? It must have been just now. "Then what was his reaction?"
Xie Zheng had already driven away in his carriage.
The carriage was shaking, Mingzhu quickly handed a cup of tea to Xie Ying and said, "Miss, have a cup of tea first."
Xie Jiaojiao said: "I can't tell, Mingzhu, what do you think?"
Mingzhu frowned slightly, "His Royal Highness Prince Chen seemed to just glance at it, and then rode away with Jianwu."
Just a glance?
"I can't tell what the prince's expression is."
Unable to tell what her expression was, Xie Ying smiled and said, "It's just like usual, seemingly gentle, but actually clear and without desire or demand."
Xie Jiaojiao nodded, "Yes, yes, that's it!"
Xie Ying smiled slightly, not knowing what to say. She took a sip from the teacup. She looked calm on the outside, but felt a little uncomfortable inside.
This feeling, sour and bitter, always made her feel uneasy.
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After Xiao Chen and Jian Wu rode back home, they immediately bathed, burned incense, and entered his quiet place in a clean state.
Jian Wu knocked on the study door and said, "Your Majesty, would you like to have dinner first?"
"No need." He wanted to fast for a few days. "Just put two pots of tea at the door every day."
Jian Wu didn't understand, "Your Majesty, what is this..."
"Bigu, if there is anything wrong with the National Women's Bureau, let Zhang Changzong and Wen Qingning handle it. If there is a summons from the palace, just refuse it if it is not an urgent matter."
Jian Wu: “…”
Your Highness, you were fine before, why do you want to shrink back now?
"Yes."
Jian Wu had to retreat and urgently asked the kitchen to boil a few pots of tea.
He placed the tea and tray at the door, knocked three times, and then quietly left.
After hearing Jian Wu's footsteps leaving, Xiao Chen opened the door of the study, brought the tea tray into the room, and placed it on the low table on the kang.
He sat cross-legged and poured tea. The tea was clear enough that he could see the girl's smiling eyes.
It's really like - being possessed by the devil.
He had clearly left Gezhizhai, and the room where her figure and scent were was no longer filled with incense. How could he still be thinking about the girl's appearance?
Xiao Chen smiled helplessly, drinking tea in one hand and reading the scriptures on the low table with the other, trying to forget the scene of the girl and the young man walking side by side before he returned home.
In fact, they looked like a perfect match, like a golden boy and a jade girl, except that Qing Chang'an had a concubine and a concubine's eldest son.
Tonight, he lit the sandalwood he made himself.
After reading for two hours, I felt sleepy and didn't want to go to the main house. I just wanted to take a rest on the couch in the study.
The weather is hot and the couch is cool.
After tossing and turning for a while, he finally couldn't fall asleep. He sat up. After walking out of the Imperial Observatory, his Taoism heart was no longer as stable as before.
But now he couldn't tell whether he had feelings for Xie Ying or it was because of the incense?
What confused him most was that he didn't think he could adapt to living with a woman.
Just thinking about marrying Xie Ying made his heart palpitate terribly, just like the feeling described by those people with heart diseases when they were examining them in the past, sometimes it felt like their heart was beating like a drum and they couldn't breathe.
It was a terrifying feeling.
He covered his chest and smiled bitterly, "Is he sick?"
Is it true that he would get sick just because of a woman?
If you tell this to others, you will laugh your head off!
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Royal study room.
Xiao Yao read late into the night and finally finished reviewing today's memorials.
Today, the emperor's brother sent Jian Wu to ask for leave from her early, saying that he wanted to meditate for a few days. It was clearly an attempt to escape.
The most important thing is that one of the memorials today was very interesting. She picked it out alone, stretched her body, and then got up and went back to Jinrong Palace.
"Your Majesty, be safe."
Yi Rui and other palace ladies came to greet him one after another.
Xiao Yao waved her hand, and those people stood up one after another.
"Is Lord Xie in the palace?" Xiao Yao asked, because every time she came back, she would see Xie Yunchu admiring the flowers outside the palace gate and then coming to greet her.
It’s a bit surprising that you’re not here today.
Yi Rui said, "Your Majesty, Lord Xie said before he left the palace today that he might not be back for a few days."
"what?"
"Didn't you say what it was?"
"He said it was a business matter and he had to go there in person to supervise it for a few days." Yi Rui reported truthfully.
Xiao Yao nodded. That was right. Xie Yunchu did not have any actual official position in the palace, so he did some business.
I just don’t know how much money Yun Chu has earned.
"Did Chujiu go with you?"
Yi Rui nodded, "Yes, Chujiu also left the palace."
That's it.
She looked at the memorial in her hand and smiled. Zhang Changzong, the author of the memorial, is ill and wants to retire and return home...
It is very interesting to recommend the son of Right Prime Minister Qing Chengshi and the Chief Censor Chang'an to temporarily take over the post of Siye.
Xiao Yao threw the memorial to Tang An.
Tang An held it in his hands, and seeing that the emperor had already entered the palace, he agreed with Rui and said, "I'll go to the imperial study, and I'll leave this to you."
Yirui nodded.
There was no need to say much about the tacit understanding that had developed over the years of cooperation. Moreover, in Jinrong Palace, it had always been she and Tang An who were responsible for the food, clothing, housing and transportation of the Emperor and Lord Xie.
Tang An left holding the whisk and the memorial.
Yi Rui ordered people to prepare dinner, then she took a bath and changed clothes. Xiao Yao undressed and went to bed. On a night without Xie Yunchu, she tossed and turned a little.
But most importantly, she was excited and eager to try. She had already decided on Zhang Changzong's memorial before returning to Jinrong Palace. Since Qing Changan wanted to compete with his brother, "let's see what Qing Changan is capable of."
Maybe letting Qing Chang'an compete like this could put a little pressure on the emperor.