Chapter 212 Poetry Book

"Didn't you just let me use the rain and dew? Now you want to be abstined again?"

Jing Li pouted unhappily. Seeing her sudden childishness, Zhou Zhichao smiled and said, "Your Majesty, please don't distort the meaning of Weichen. Weichen means that when you don't find a good way to spoil, you have to take a break for a while."

"After tonight, tonight I promised Concubine Hua to go to his palace." After saying it in a low voice, Jing Li also sighed and remembered the madness of last night. She was really a little too much. She turned around, then walked to the imperial desk and read the memorial again.

Zhou Zhichao also followed. When he tried Jing Li's pulse just now, he would find that Jing Li's body was abnormally weak, and her overnight carnival was too much. She couldn't help thinking of it. Is it... Hua Feiliu really charming? Or give the emperor a spring medicine?

"This is the fold of Liangzhou. It is said that this year's snow disaster is too serious. Up to now, they are located in the north, and they still haven't planted the grain to the ground. I'm afraid that the next year will be another disaster year!" Jing Li sighed and then folded the note to the corner of the imperial desk.

Zhou Zhichao's eyes also followed her hand and looked aside. However, at this glance, he suddenly stopped his body. He stared at a book on Jing Li's table and stared at it. After a long time, Jing Li did not hear him and couldn't help raising his eyes, and what she saw turned out to be Zhou Zhichao's red eyes and his body. A slightly trembling look.

Calm down like him. At one time, she thought that he had no emotion, so now when she saw him like this, she really scared him. Jing Li quickly stood up, reached out and shook his hand in front of his eyes and said, "Zhichao, what's wrong with you? What's wrong?"

"Your Majesty, where did you get this book?" Pointing to a slightly older book on the edge of the imperial desk, her body has been trembling. Jing Li leaned over with his hand and saw the book. She immediately smiled and whispered, "This book was the last time I took Yu Mo out of the palace. After I went to guess the lantern riddle, a half-old woman gave it to me. She said she gave it to me. Look!"

Zhou Zhichao held his breath and did not look away, but his voice was more painful: "Your Majesty, can you show me the book, okay?"

In addition to excitement, even Weichen was useless. Jing Li was a little strange. He nodded, reached out to take the book and handed it to him. The book was a collection of poems, and it was a manuscript. The handwriting was very good, just like it was carved. Jing Li was very busy and once forgot the book. If it hadn't been for Zhou Zhichao for today. Come on, she really can't write.

Zhou Zhichao's hands were trembling, and his breathing suddenly became short. He looked at Jing Li and said in a slightly begging voice, "Your Majesty, can you take me to see this woman?"

"What's wrong? This woman is erudite and talented. Does it have anything to do with Zhichao?

Zhou Zhichao took a deep breath again and nodded heavily and said, "This book is the handwriting of Lord Weichen's mother. When she wrote this poem, Weichen was by her side. On that day, Yin Man sent people to Zhou's house to kill Zhou's house. All the people in Zhou's house died in a fire, because many people were transformed. For the sake of ashes, my mother's body was not found, but the fire was so fierce that it was difficult to escape. Your Majesty, did you tell me about the image of the woman?

"I'm about forty years old, with an ordinary appearance, and I look happy. I sell lanterns in the city of Kyoto. As far as I think, if your mother suffers from this disaster and doesn't know where you live or death, she will not be so happy, will she? Maybe someone else got this manuscript and then used it as a lantern riddle..."

"Even so, Weichen must make such a trip. Your Majesty, please allow Weichen's ten-day holiday. Weichen will go back to Kyoto to check!" Before Jing Li finished his words, Zhou Zhichao directly interrupted Jing Li's words, and then fell to his knees on the ground and kowtowed heavily.

When Jing Li saw him like this, she was also very uncomfortable. She hurried forward to help him and said, "I understand your mood. Kyoto is not very far from Shangzhou. If you sincerely want to go, I will support you. Why don't I go with you. I know that woman, so I can look for her."

"No way! The country can't be without a king for a day. The emperor's heart is led by Weichen. Weichen will set out tomorrow. At that time, there will be Wanqing accompanying Weichen. It will be all right. Don't worry, emperor.

"Oh!" Jing Li was quite uncomfortable when she heard Zhou Zhichao's refusal. She answered gently and then said, "Well, you go back first. I'll send you out of the palace tomorrow morning."

This time, Zhou Zhichao did not refuse, but made a deep gift, and then left with the book tightly held. However, since he left, Jing Li's heart could no longer calm down. She called Linglong and simply said a few words. Then she ignored Linglong's stunned and opened the door of the imperial study and went away.

This night, Jing Li went to the Ningxiang Palace and slept with Hua Feiliu in her, but she didn't sleep all night. It was not dawn. Just now, the watchman outside reported the fourth update, and Jing Li hurriedly got up and dressed, which also made Hua Feiliu a little panicked and said quickly, "Your Majesty, you haven't come to the early morning. If you arrive, how about calling you? You didn't sleep well tonight. Let's take a break.

"No, I have something else to do!" Jing Li was busy dressing, and then after seeing Hua Feiliu's lost look, he patted him gently on the face and gently advised, "I really have something to do. I can't come to this Ningxiang Palace these days. Do you want to know?"

"Your Majesty, you... You don't think it's good for Fei Liu to wait..."

"Flying willow!" Jing Li interrupted him with a sigh, turned around, looked into his eyes, and whispered, "What are you talking about? It's too late for me to love you. How can I think you're not good? I really have something to do, and this has nothing to do with you. Don't you want to know? Good boy! I'm leaving."

"Your Majesty!" Seeing that Jing Li was about to open the door and leave, Hua Feiliu called again anxiously. Jing Li stopped and turned around. Hua Feiliu burst into a beautiful smile. He rushed over and hugged Jing Li tightly and whispered, "Your Majesty, remember to think about Fei Liu. I'm waiting for you to come."

"Ye-huh!" After nodding his head, Jing Li left quickly. Now the darkness in the east has dissipated, and there is a little light. Jing Li did not go to the court, but went directly to the palace gate. About a column of incense was in front of him, and the exquisite figure was also seen at the palace door.