After bandaging Chongmenhuan's wounds, Hanzhu was about to retreat, but heard Yan Jiuming slowly open his mouth: "Why is Shangyi still in Changhuan Palace?"
” At this time, the post-sealing ceremony has all ended, and now Hanzhu, the Shangyi of the Shangyi Bureau, should have returned to her Shangyi Bureau. is still waiting in the queen's Changhuan Palace, which is unreasonable.
Hanzhu paused just when he was about to leave, turned around, subconsciously glanced at Chongmenhuan, then lowered his head, and said respectfully: "The slave maid saw that there were no sensible palace people waiting in the queen's palace, so she stayed to wait for the queen." ” Chongmen Huan said through her words: "Lord Shangyi is a sensible person who understands the general situation, and today's care for this palace has moved this palace very much. ” "Mother, this is the slave's business!"
Hanzhu bowed down and said humbly.
The master and servant sang and harmonized, so that Yan Jiuming couldn't say a word.
He looked at Men Huan, and then looked at Hanzhu's body, after all, he had some selfishness in his heart.
This Hanzhu was originally Qin Xuanji's person, but now he has this thought about Chongmenhuan, which makes him vaguely feel that Hanzhu is very interested in Chongmenhuan.
After thinking for a while, he nodded and said, "That's fine, tomorrow I will ask the chief of internal affairs to pick some capable servants to wait in the Changhuan Palace." ” The emperor doesn't want Hanzhu and Chongmen Huan to have a close relationship?
This was a thought that passed through Chongmenhuan's heart, and she originally wanted to take this opportunity to beg Yan Jiuming and keep Hanzhu by her side.
But seeing Yan Jiuming's reaction now, she felt that it was better to put this matter aside.
"Emperor Xie!"
Chongmen Huan didn't say thank you, but Hanzhu was clever and immediately bowed down and thanked him.
The emperor waved his hand: "You go down!"
” Hanzhu had to bend down.
When she passed by Chongmenhuan's side, she glanced at Chongmenhuan very worriedly.
The atmosphere tonight was not quite right, I always felt that Yan Jiuming would not leave Changhuan Palace today, and Hanzhu deeply knew that the current Chongmen Huan was the former Qin Xuanji.
However, it is not the same person as before.
She won't sleep.
As the emperor's empress, if she is unwilling to sleep, how much of a sin should it be?
When the time comes, how should Chongmenhuan deal with it?
With these worries, Hanzhu's mood became much heavier, but in front of Yan Jiuming, she was just a slave, and she couldn't say anything, if he asked her to go down, she could only go down.
Hanzhu retreated and slowly closed the door of the temple.
The door was closed, and the breeze was shut out, and only the faint flickering candle flame was left in the hall, and in the candle flame, Yan Jiuming sat there, blending with the warm yellow candlelight.
Inexplicably, this man at this time is magically a little warm.
She kept her eyebrows down, looking at the candlelit man out of the corner of her eye.
I was panicked in my heart, always afraid that he would suddenly reach over and pull her to his side, the two of them leaned against each other, and that feeling would definitely make her worse than dead!
Neither of them slept or spoke, and seemed to be secretly competing to see who had better patience.
The atmosphere was subtle, a little stiff.
Chongmen Huan felt that her arms were a little numb when she maintained the movement of standing with her hands down, but she was unwilling to take the lead in breaking the silence.
After a long time, the dim candlelight stood up, and she finally heard his voice like a demonic voice: "Change my clothes and go to bed!"
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