Chapter 513: Poetry under the moon, she is really a talented woman!
I don't want to, so I waited until the middle of the night and went to sleep!
Ahem, it's not that the flowers fall asleep in the middle of the night, but the sun is setting, and the red glow is red.
Seeing that the emperor had not come out yet, Gonggong Lin was eye-catching, and ordered the old ladies of the carriage and horse team to send all the concubines back to the palace, so as not to leave the palace and make any trouble.
The concubines didn't want to go back, but the emperor's order was difficult to disobey, so they could only reluctantly get into the carriage.
Xue Guifei waited and waited, did not wait for the emperor to come to the door, but waited for an order to return to the palace, and sat up from the long couch in anger, and coughed again!
Lu Non immediately trotted over, stretched out her little hand to help Niangniang gently pat her back, and said in a low voice, "Niangniang, pay attention to your body, we will come to a long time, and we will ...... when we have taken care of our body."
Xue Guifei suddenly thought of something, and suddenly asked, "You say, could it be that the emperor has never summoned the palace attendants because of his poor health?" ”
Lu Non immediately nodded and said, "Well, it must be like this, the emperor is holding on to Niangniang's body, for fear that Niangniang will be damaged a little, where dare to let Niangniang sleep." ”
Xue Guifei suddenly felt that this explanation was extremely reasonable, it must be like this.
No matter what, the emperor always thinks about her.
At the moment, he instructed Lu Nong, "You go and talk to Gonggong Lin, and say that the palace is unwell, so you should not travel for a long time, stay in the royal palace tonight, and don't go back." ”
After a deep sigh, he said, "Send the little girl to look at the palace, if the emperor comes out, remember to come back and inform the palace as soon as possible." ”
"Yes."
Lunon answered, and turned to go.
Xue Guifei gathered her clothes and walked outside the courtyard to watch the moonlight.
Poetry under the moon, she is really a talented woman!
It's a pity that at the end of the story, no one came to appreciate the poems under the moon all night.
Grandpa Lin heard that Concubine Xue was unwell and couldn't travel for a long time, so he could only let her stay.
Leaving one behind doesn't make a big difference.
The willow tops on the moon, the flowers fall asleep in the middle of the night, the sky is cloudy, the moonlight is looming, and the dark night is silent.
The door to the dormitory was still closed.
Seeing this, Gonggong Lin estimated that the emperor was going to spend the night here, so he went to the side hall to rest for a while with his eyelids drooping.
It wasn't until the fifth watch that the door of the dormitory opened with a "squeak".
Gonggong Lin woke up with a spirit, and hurried over with the attendants to wait.
The emperor was already dressed neatly, and when he saw them coming over, he made a lot of movements, and a sharp knife eye swept over.
The crowd immediately fell silent.
Gong Feihan commanded in a low voice, "Let the maid of Changning Palace come and wait, don't wake her up." ”
"Yes." Gonggong Lin hurriedly responded in a low voice.
Knowing that the emperor was going back to the palace to go to the early court, Concubine Sheng hadn't woken up yet, so she didn't want to wake up Niangniang.
Immediately, while arranging for the holy car to return to the palace, he sent someone to wait here.
Gong Feihan saw that everyone had been arranged, so he left the palace and walked out.
When I walked outside, I saw Xue Guifei standing in the garden wearing a thin cloak, covering her handkerchief in the wind and coughing slightly.
Gong Feihan glanced at her, frowning slightly.
Xue Guifei raised her eyes, as if she had just seen the emperor, lifted her cloak slightly, walked over in small steps, and Ying Ying saluted, "The concubine asks the emperor for peace." ”
"No need to be polite, Xue Guifei is in the middle of the night, and her asthma is not cured, why is she blowing the wind here?"
The cold voice has a hint of displeasure that he has never noticed. Mobile phone users please browse and read, and a better reading experience comes from Aiwang.