Chapter 965: White Snow and Red Plum
She just wants to relive her old dreams.
After so many years, she has been looking forward to it for so many years, and she has finally looked forward to this day.
Thinking of this, she took a deep breath and raised her hand to push open the door of the imperial study, and a faint fragrance immediately wafted out of the room.
It was sandalwood that made people feel relaxed, accompanied by a wisp of light smoke, which slowly rose from the incense burner, and then dispersed in the air, and Zhu Feng was behind the table, and in the light smoke, he raised his head and looked at Qin Ruolan, and a smile immediately appeared on his face.
"You're here."
As soon as he saw his smile, Qin Ruolan felt that no matter how much he was wronged, it was worth it.
"Your Majesty."
She stepped forward and walked to Zhu Feng's side to see that there were a lot of folds piled up on the table in front of him, some of which had been approved, and many of them were placed next to him.
Although Zhu Feng has not fully recovered, his temperament does not seem to have changed at all.
I have already started to deal with government affairs.
It's just that the most important part of government affairs, Heyi, they haven't put it in front of him for the time being.
It involves what happened on the altar.
Also, in the harem, many people played and demanded that the concubine be punished.
Now, the concubine has been robbed, of course the news can't be hidden, at least Chengguo Gong and they already know, but I'm afraid that next, there will be a monstrous disaster, and I don't know.
Although Zhu Feng hasn't fully remembered this matter yet, just dealing with these various twists and turns, as well as so many things that happen every day in the Great Yan Dynasty, has already made him very difficult.
After all, he hadn't fully recovered his senses.
"It's good you're here."
Zhu Feng looked at her with a happy look on his face, supported his forehead with one hand, and said, "I have a headache now." β
Hearing him say this, Qin Ruolan hurriedly walked to his side.
said softly: "Since the emperor has a headache, don't deal with these things." β
"No, there are still a lot of political affairs, piled up."
"The Emperor's ......"
Qin Ruolan looked at the few hanging needle lines on his eyebrows, and felt distressed.
Obviously, when he just woke up before, his expression was still so relaxed, his eyes were also clear, and the whole person even regained a kind of youthful aura, which made her think of the young Yan King back then.
Moreover, they were also together every day for those two days.
In an instant, Qin Ruolan seemed to have returned to their teenage years, playing and frolicking together every day, which were the good times they had experienced.
However, she was also too early to rejoice.
After all, more than ten years have passed.
Soon, Zhu Feng accepted his current identity, although he didn't completely remember everything, but his responsibility for the government was in his bones, and naturally, he began to spend more time dealing with government affairs.
In this way, even if two people stay together, they will spend less time together.
Fortunately, he is still the same affectionate to her.
Qin Ruolan stepped forward, reached out and pressed the hand he was about to take the pen, and said softly: "Your Majesty, ......"
"Huh?"
"The concubine finally came to see the emperor, and the emperor shouldn't always watch the twists and turns."
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"Besides, there are government affairs every day, and they can't be dealt with."
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"Your Majesty, let's rest for a while. When the concubine just walked through the imperial garden, she saw a red plum in the garden, which bloomed exceptionally beautifully, and the emperor and the concubine went to see it together, okay? β
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Zhu Feng looked at her, and then at the folds on the table.
Indeed, the latter gave me a splitting headache.
So he sighed and said, "Okay, I'll go out for a walk with you, and it's good to breathe." β
Qin Ruolan laughed happily, took off his coat from the hanger, and walked over to put it on for him, but when he was tying the belt, he didn't get it right for a long time.
Zhu Feng glanced down and said, "Your hand is raw." β
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Qin Ruolan was stunned for a moment.
He said he had a hand.
Is it because he remembers that in the old days, he used to help him sort out his clothes like this?
At this time, the clothes were tied, and Zhu Feng said, "Let's go." β
"Yes."
Qin Ruolan followed closely behind him and walked out of the imperial study.
Although it was cold and snowy outside, the coldness made Zhu Feng feel a little more comfortable, he took a deep breath, and stretched his waist by the way.
Then, look at the ice and snow outside.
This piece of heaven and earth belongs to oneself.
After waking up, he slowly accepted this fact, and although the feeling was familiar, he had a feeling that his soul had not yet fully returned to its place.
It is true that you need to slowly get acquainted with this world.
"Where's that red plum, you said?"
"Right ahead."
Qin Ruolan said, stepped forward, cautiously stretched out his hand and pulled his sleeve, and said softly: "The emperor and the concubine will go over together." β
"Hmm."
Zhu Feng and her walked to the Imperial Garden.
On the snow, two rows of footprints were left behind.
Qin Ruolan glanced back inadvertently, and her heart was suddenly full of joy, she looked up at Zhu Feng, and the sweetness in her eyes was almost overflowing.
However, as she walked, she found that Zhu Feng was going the other way.
So he tugged at his sleeve.
"Your Majesty."
"Huh?"
Zhu Feng looked back at her.
Qin Ruolan smiled and said, "We're going to that side, the red plum that the concubine just said is behind that wall." β
As she spoke, she held out her hand and pointed.
As soon as Zhu Feng looked up, he saw a red wall in front of him, covered with thick snow, and behind the red wall, a branch of red plum bloomed extraordinarily brilliantly, like a flame in the snow.
Just looking at it from a distance, I think it's very beautiful.
But he said, "I want to go over there first." β
"Huh?"
Qin Ruolan was a little surprised.
But after all, it was the emperor who spoke, and she didn't dare to stop it, so she could only answer and obediently follow Zhu Feng over there.
Here, it is a slope, and because there are no houses, it is inaccessible, and the snow is much thicker than elsewhere.
Zhu Feng walked over, climbed all the way up the slope, and reached out to get a ball of snow from the snow.
"Your Majesty, be careful of the cold."
Seeing that Zhu Feng's hands were immediately frozen red, Qin Ruolan felt distressed, but Zhu Feng didn't feel cold at all, pinched the snow in his hand, and then threw it down the slope.
The small snow ball rolled down, and in a few moments, it rolled into a snowball.
When Qin Ruolan saw this scene, he immediately laughed.
In the past, Zhu Feng and her when they were teenagers often played like this.
So he stepped forward with a smile: "The concubine is also here." β
However, just as she was about to reach out to scoop up the snow on the ground, she saw Zhu Feng frowning, and suddenly reached out to cover her forehead: "Ah-"
"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"
Qin Ruolan's face changed in fright, and he hurriedly helped him: "Is it uncomfortable there?" β
"I, I have a headacheβ"
Zhu Feng said, gritting his teeth, constantly resisting the knife-like pain in his brain.