Zhuang Zhao returned to the side hall and sat for a while, still a little worried, so he asked Bai Ling to go see if the Empress Dowager was gone.
Bai Ling came back and said, "I've left, but" she hesitated to speak.
"What's wrong?"
Zhuang Zhao looked over, and Bai Ling said awkwardly, "Zhou Ronghua is waiting outside the palace gate."
It took Zhuang Zhao a while before he said, "Forget it, Bai Cha, bring the chessboard and let's play chess."
The wind outside was blowing loudly and loudly.
The waiters in the temple quickly closed the windows.
Zhuang Zhao glanced at the sky, frowned and said, "It feels like I've been swimming in ink today.
There must be a heavy snowstorm, and Zhou Ronghua hasn't gone back yet."
The latter sentence was for Bai Ling.
Bai Ling walked to the window and took a look.
The thin figure was still standing in front of the door.
"Not yet, she is too stubborn."
"Be careful," Bai Cha scolded, "She is also the master, so how can she talk?"
"This slave deserves to die."
Bai Ling hurriedly knelt down to plead guilty.
Zhuang Zhao smiled faintly and said, "That's all.
Give Zhou Ronghua my crane cloak with red feather gauze and white fox fur lining, and tell her: Please be careful."
"My servant obeys the order."
Bai Ling went to look for clothes with some reluctance.
Bai Cha put the chessboard away and said, "Bai Ling is not usually such a good-tempered person, but today it's strange.
Meeting Zhou Ronghua was like being exposed to gunpowder."
Zhuang Zhao took a sip of tea and said casually, "Just say what you have to say."
"I just feel weird."
Bai Cha laughed, "There is one more thing I need to let the master know."
She possessed herself and whispered a few words into Zhuang Zhao's ear.
Zhuang Zhao's hand stroking the teacup paused, "Could it be her?"
"Master" Bai Cha shouted in confusion.
"Do you still remember that day when I quarreled with the emperor?"
A hint of understanding flashed in Zhuang Zhao's eyes, "The emperor actually knew Senior Brother Liang's name.
At that time, I felt strange.
When my mother and I were talking, the people serving in the palace were all trustworthy.
"Yes, I don't know who his eyes and ears are.
Now it seems that it is probably Bai Ling."
She smiled and shook her head, "I should have thought of such an outstanding person."
After she finished speaking, she was shocked to realize that her attitude towards this matter was so inconsistent twice.
The initial humiliation of being doubted seemed to have disappeared long ago.
She smiled to herself.
"Your Majesty, my servant Bi Mo, please see your Majesty."
Bi Mo said loudly outside.
"Come in," she responded.
Bi Mo came in to greet her, Zhuang Zhao said with a smile: "Why are there so many gifts?
I will just come in directly from now on.
White tea, give him a cup of hot tea to warm up."
Bi Mo took a sip of hot tea, which warmed his body from mouth to body.
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He smiled and bowed: "Thank you for your reward.
I don't dare to drink this sip of tea in vain.
I came here to report something to you.
Your Majesty just took a nap.
I just woke up, would you please go over and say hello?"
It seems that he came here to report it on his own initiative.
Zhuang Zhao thought for a while and said, "That's fine, wait for me to change my clothes."
She changed into a golden begonia red coat and skirt, and wore a scarlet felt cloak.
Her smooth face was hidden behind the cloak, making her look extraordinarily fair.
I happened to meet Bai Ling coming back on the way.
"You've worked hard, go back and have a rest."
Zhuang Zhao's pretty eyebrows loomed behind the cloak, "Please put all your things away."
"Zhou Ronghua dares not to say goodbye to your Majesty's reward."
Bai Ling finished his reply and said, "I'm not tired, so let me follow you and serve your Majesty."
"Hey, hey, you are so diligent, but it seems that I am lazy."
Bai Cha smiled and scolded her, "You are really a hard-working lady.
If you want to rest, you can go.
I am here."
Bai Ling had no choice but to agree.
Zhou Caiwei stood in the snow with a personal maid, gathering her cloak from time to time and blowing hot air on her hands.
The little eunuch standing by the door came over to persuade her several times, but she smiled and shook her head and thanked her.
She asked her maid Xiao Tao to go to the corridor to rest, but Xiao Tao refused to say anything.
After several times, the little eunuch stopped talking and just sighed a few times behind his back.
"Good luck to the imperial concubine."
The little eunuch shouted at the top of his lungs.
Zhou Caiwei moved her numb feet and reluctantly saluted: "I have seen the noble concubine.
Good luck to you."
"Get up."
Seeing the blush stop in front of her, Zhou Caiwei lowered her head even more.
"Come with me, Zhou Ronghua."
She said in a gentle voice.
Even though she had heard it several times, it was still surprising to hear it at first.
Although Bai Cha disagreed, since it was her master's idea, she would never dare to object.
I originally thought that Zhou Caiwei would agree quickly, but she actually shook her head and refused.
"It's cold outside, please come in, my empress.
If the emperor wants to see me, I will naturally have a chance to meet you.
If the emperor doesn't want to see me, it will be of no use to me even if I borrow my empress' light."
The most important reason, she couldn't tell.
People in the palace said she looked like a royal concubine.
She is not blind, and if others can see it, she can also see it.
So what?
As long as she can be favored, no matter what the reason is, it is her ability.
This is how she always comforted herself.
But she also knew that these words were just words to cover up her face and find an excuse for her unhappiness.
Today, if she goes in with the imperial concubine, with the imperial concubine Zhuyu by her side, can the emperor still be able to see her?
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She stood here for a long time, and what she wanted was definitely not this result.
No matter whether the concubine made this suggestion unintentionally or on purpose, she could not agree to it.
Seeing her firm attitude, Zhuang Zhao let her go.
Author's words: The emperor is not dead yet, but he won't live long either.
Only when he dies can the heroine's abilities be shown\: