Royal Beloved Black Wife

   Chapter 142 Onset (2)

  Concubines are more noble than nobles, and it is understandable to sit on the left hand side, not to mention that Xi Concubines are from Kashiqing, so they are a class higher than Han people.

  Emperor Hui understood, smiled and ate the honey pomelo.

   His Majesty looked back and asked her, "An Guiren is still seasick?"

  Emperor Hui smiled slightly and said, "If you go back to Your Majesty, Sister An is a little unaccustomed to the environment, so after a good night's sleep, it will be fine."

   His Majesty also instructed the maid behind him: "Send some sour plums and **** tea to An Guiren, don't ask her for lunch, stew some porridge, and eat it when she wakes up."

   Neifu got down and said, "Yes, the servant knows."

   His Majesty thought for a while, then said, "Forget it, I'll go see her."

   The waiter turned sideways and made his way out.

  Emperor Hui and Concubine Xi stood up and saluted their majesty.

   His Majesty looked at them with satisfaction, and said in a pleasant manner, "You guys can play, it's rare to go out of the palace."

   is like a parent's tone to a child, but in fact, he is only in his early thirties.

  Concubine Xi raised her face with a beautiful face and smiled sweetly: "Okay, sister Hui and I are here to enjoy the lake."

  Emperor Hui gently curved the corners of his lips: "I may not be able to accompany Sister Xibi, the scriptures for sacrifice have not been copied yet."

   When you came out to play, you also brought a transcript of the scriptures? Really hardworking!

   Concubine Xi gave her a dark look!

  His Majesty stroked the shoulders of the gentleman, and said indulgently: "It's rare that you care so much and pay more attention to your body, so don't burn it out."

  Emperor Hui nodded shyly and timidly: "Don't worry, your majesty, go to see Sister An, Sister An is probably going to be uncomfortable right now."

   said "Okay", His Majesty went to An Guiren's wing with a smile.

   Mrs. Hui asked someone to bring the desk, spread the four treasures of the study, and began to copy the scriptures in the sun.

   She is not the kind of girl who looks like a fairy, but she has an indifferent, cloudy and comfortable bookish quality.

   Not far away, Concubine Xi peeked at her while drinking tea.

   After rolling her eyes, Xi Concubine asked, "Who made the tea milk?"

  In Kashiqing, her father invited someone to teach her Han culture. She hated tea more than memorizing the Four Books and Five Classics. So bitter, so astringent, how can it be like something people eat? But after cooking it with milk and sugar, it has a sweet and refreshing taste, and she is happy to let her eat it every day.

   The palace maid said softly: "I heard that she is a girl from the Han family surnamed Chu."

   It's Han again!

  Concubine Xi stared at Mrs. Hui coldly, and put the teacup on the table: "It's terrible to drink! Don't let this palace drink these unclean things again!"

   "Yes." The palace servant obliged.

   Over there, Lord Hui has finished copying a volume of scriptures.

  The little maid said proudly: "Miss's words are beautiful, no wonder even His Majesty is full of praise, and she has to ask her to copy a few volumes of scriptures and confess it."

   Mr. Hui smiled and shook his head: "My words can only have their shape, not their spirit, and they must not be complacent."

   The little maid tilted her head in surprise: "Miss, you've been practicing for ten years, and you still have no charm?"

Hui Guiren smiled lightly and said: "Shape can be obtained by hard work, but Shen Yun cannot be obtained without talent. Even if I practice for ten or twenty years, I still can't write Queen Duanmin. The charm of the book."

   It's a pity that the beauty is so short-lived, otherwise, she really wants to read to her door...

   While thinking about it, Concubine Xi walked over slowly: "Has Sister Hui finished writing? When you are done, let's go in and see Your Majesty and Sister An together!"

Mrs. Hui bowed and said, "This... is not good? Your Majesty is accompanying Sister An, will we just go in like this, will we be disturbed? Or don't go, His Majesty wants to see us, he will definitely be summoned, if not, it should be I don't want us to meet rashly."

  Concubine Xi's eyes moved and she smiled, "It's almost time for lunch, I'll go ask Your Majesty what you want to eat."

   Still going!

  Emperor Hui did not follow him, he returned to the desk and continued to copy the scriptures.

  Suddenly, there was a scream from the painting boat diagonally opposite.

"what-"

   Mr. Hui shook his hand, and ink spilled on the newly rolled paper.

   She removed this one and laid a new one.

   "Ah—and the neck! The neck!"

   Mrs. Hui's hand shook again, and the ink was sprinkled on the paper again.

  Emperor Hui frowned.

  The little maid quickly replaced it with a new one, and looked at the painting boat.

   Mrs. Hui waited for a long time, but didn't wait any longer to scream, so he breathed a sigh of relief, put down the pen, and wrote. Before he could finish writing a sentence, he heard "Ah—" again, and Hui Gui was so upset that he lost his pen!

   "What's going on over there? Send someone to take a look, don't disturb His Majesty's peace!" She frowned and ordered.

   She has a strong sense of holy family right now, not to mention ordinary servants, even His Majesty's personal father-in-law has to give her some face. As soon as she gave an order, the servants immediately put down the boat and led the two of them to the opposite side.

   "Oops! They found us! Damn bitch, what's the name of nothing, so we were found too!"

  In another painting boat, a dark guard in black put his hand on the hilt of the sword vigilantly, and while speaking, he was ready to shoot at any time.

  Ouyang Jue put down the bamboo curtain, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, through the gap between the two bamboo pieces, shot towards the boat that was getting closer and closer.

   "How is it possible? We are so hidden, how can they find us?"

   Having said that, he raised his hand.

   As the boat got closer and closer, his hand on the hilt of the sword was getting tighter and tighter.

   "One, two, three! Move..."

   Before the word "hand" was finished, he saw that the boat turned and crossed towards them.

   "You are talking nonsense! My young lady doesn't have smallpox! If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will die and tear your mouth!"

  Danju hugged Chu Qianqian, who had fallen into a coma, and snapped at a swept maid.

   That maid just said it casually, how did you expect Danju's reaction to be so big? With a deflated mouth, he snorted rebelliously: "Smallpox is like this! Aunt Liu and Uncle Qiao in our village both died of smallpox! That rash is exactly the same as that on your young lady!"

   (end of this chapter)