Chapter 218 Let the Pet

With four eyes facing each other, her body trembled uncontrollably. Oh, my God! The person in front of him is not the emperor, but the noble concubine Yao!

Take a closer look. Where am I lying in the arms of the emperor? It is clear that I am lying in the arms of the imperial concubine Yao! God, why didn't I see clearly before closing my eyes when I fainted? Unexpectedly, it's Yao's noble concubine! This...this is really embarrassing! Dead, dead! Noble Concubine Yao will definitely not let me go.

Yuzhi thought of this and gritted her teeth. Her face was so scared that she was bloodless. She just stared at Mo Ziyao with panic in her eyes.

Mo Ziyao straightened her body and looked at her with a smile and said, "Are you all right? Why did you faint?"

"servant...servant..."

Yuzhi lowered her head and had nothing to say. Mo Ziyao gently took the palm from her hand and touched her cold fingers. She gently patted Yuzhi's hand and frowned, "Why is your hand so cold? It's cold, why don't you know how to wear more clothes? I saw that you were a little out of shape before this palace. Maybe it has been closed in recent years. There are many things in the palace, and you are tired these days. Well, you go down and have a rest first. Ming Japanese Palace will ask Sister Lan to go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to choose a good silk and make a new dress for you.

Yuzhi was frightened for a while, and she was glad that Mo Ziyao did not punish her from beginning to end, which made her feel relieved. At present, she also knew that it was no longer suitable to stay, so she bowed slightly and turned away.

After re-soaking with a handkerchief, Mo Ziyao gently wiped the soup on Ruan Lingzheng's sleeve and rolled up his cuffs. Ruan Lingzheng looked at the busy Mo Ziyao and said with a smile, "You are very kind to your subordinates. It's been 15 years since you want to come to Yuzhi, right?"

Mo Ziyao looked at him and smiled, pulled him down, handed him chopsticks, and said, "These maidservant beside me are quite considerate. It's not good for them. Who is it good for? Besides, she will be 16 years old after the Spring Festival, and naturally there will be a girl in Huaichun's mind. Shouldn't the concubine, the master, be reprimanded?

Ruan Lingzheng smiled and seemed to be in a much better mood. He reached out to scrape her pretty nose and said, "You, don't spoil them."

Mo Ziyao said, "I have a score."

The two buried their heads for a while. She looked up and asked, "Why didn't the emperor accompany Mrs. Ya in the Lingyi Palace?" Today, with such a shock, I don't know if the imperial descendants in her womb are all right?

Speaking of this, Ruan Lingzheng seemed to be a little unhappy and frowned, "I'm angry when I talk about this. I usually see that Yi Zhaorong is a very smart person, but today he actually did this without going through his head. Humph, you really deserve to die!"

Mo Ziyao squeezed her lips and smiled and dared not interrupt. She couldn't understand the death of Yi Zhaorong that since Ruan Lingzheng was not suspicious, she would not be stupid enough to pursue the original murderer.

Ruan Lingzheng took a sip of sour plum soup, which was sweet and sour, which shocked people. There will be no problem with the careful care of the imperial doctor. I also want to spend more time with her there, but it's superfluous for me to stay there when I see General Liu's guardian.

Mo Ziyao smiled quietly, put some pickled roses in his bowl, and whispered, "It's not wrong for my brother to love my sister. Why does the emperor care?"

Ruan Lingzheng gently put down his bowls and chopsticks and shook his head and said, "If that's all, I will naturally be considerate, but after he mentioned the book again and again in front of me, I will naturally be annoyed."

Mo Ziyao originally had a happy smile on the corners of her mouth. When she smelled it, she also remembered Liu Yanfei's arrogant appearance in the past, but faintly felt that he did not know how to restrain himself. Sooner or later, Ruan Lingzheng would deal with him. It's just that now there are internal and external troubles, so I can't free my hand to deal with him.

However, when I think of meeting my eldest brother at the banquet tonight, I don't know if he will blame himself. So he raised the sour plum soup in his hand and took a sip and said, "The emperor is wise and strategist. Presumably he can't make any big waves."

After a pause, he said, "Tonight, my concubine really didn't expect that the messenger of that dynasty would be the eldest brother." After saying that, he put down the bowl in his hand, got up and knelt down and said, "The eldest brother is really too presumptuous on the hall today, but please see that he only cares about his sister and does not mean to forgive him this time for the sake of hitting the emperor!"

Ruan Lingzheng rolled his eyes, drank the soup and said, "He is your brother and an envoy of the Celestial Empire. What can I do with him?" With that, his face was slightly unhappy: "Well, you always care about this and that. Why don't you care about me?"

Mo Ziyao was stunned for a moment, then got up and sat down beside him with a smile, filled a small bowl of rice porridge for him, and said, "If my concubine doesn't care about the emperor, why am I still busy in the kitchen in the middle of the night? Isn't it taking a lot of effort for the emperor to make such a table of food? I know that the emperor is not appreciate it.

Ruan Lingzheng looked at her and smiled: "You strange little girl."

"Your Majesty, there is one more thing I would like to ask you to forgive."

Mo Ziyao saw that he seemed to be in a good mood and had a good appetite at this time, and the dishes on the table had moved a lot, so she dared to say that she broke the zheng string.

Ruan Lingzheng raised his eyebrows and said, "What's the matter?"

"At the banquet, my concubine was scared by Yi Zhaorong's appearance, and accidentally tore off a piece of the kite string of the 'falling kite'. I don't know this kite..."

Mo Ziyao has been carefully looking at Ruan Lingzheng's look. Her hand holding the porridge bowl paused slightly, and then she heard him say, "This kite is the thing of the Empress Dowager, but it will be broken. Just find a craftsman to fix it."

Mo Ziyao was shocked, "What, this kite is actually the thing of the Empress Dowager? But it's obviously the thing of Princess Xi. Why did she become her?"

At this time, I heard Ruan Lingzheng continue to say, "A few days ago, I saw Lu'er holding this kite in at the gate of Changyi Hall. At that time, I only felt that this kite was a little familiar, so I went forward to ask and found out that it was the Empress Dowager who asked me to put the 'Sangxie Luozheng' back to Changyi Hall."

Mo Ziyao only felt her head buzzing. Since the Empress Dowager intended to let Ruan Lingzheng see this kite, her purpose was about to come out.

It's just that she can't figure it out. It's easy for the Empress Dowager to get rid of herself. Why doesn't she have so much strength?

Suppressing the shock and panic, Mo Ziyao said, "I thought so before, but the material of this kite string is special. I have asked in private that I, Ruan Nanguo, do not have such materials, and no one can repair it."

Ruan Lingzheng didn't care, "It's okay. I'll go to tell the Empress Dowager in person in person another day. She must not be a narrow-minded person, just because of a broken string."

He is an emperor, so naturally he will not pay attention to such a trivial matter, but Mo Ziyao is different. She vaguely feels that the Empress Dowager may have a deeper intention to do this, but she can't figure it out yet.

"My concubine also felt that this kite was precious. I heard that there were still instrumentists in the heavenly dynasty who could repair it, so I asked Sister Tolan to do it. Otherwise, if this kite is not repaired, my concubine will not dare to return this kite to the Empress Dowager.

"Since it can be repaired, take it to the heavenly court and ask someone to repair it. This thing will always be broken, and you don't have to pay too much attention to it." Ruan Lingzheng comforted her.

"Hmm." Mo Ziyao nodded and took the empty bowl in Ruan Lingzheng's hand again. At this time, he reached out and hooked Mo Ziyao's sleeve. "I'm already full."

Mo Ziyao stood up and smiled at him: "Then the emperor will take a break first, and later the minister and concubine will ask someone to take a good sedan chair to send the emperor."

Ruan Lingzheng was slightly stunned, and then frowned, "Where do you want me to go in the middle of the night?"

Mo Ziyao looked at him and smiled, "Mrs. Ya is still waiting for you."

After listening, Ruan Lingzheng raised his head and said carelessly, "Let her wait. Today is New Year's Eve. According to the rules of the palace, I will naturally be in your imperial palace."

Mo Ziyao blushed slightly and said, "But my concubine is not feeling well. I'm afraid it's going to crash."

Yuzhi is very clear about this, and even Mrs. Ya must be the same. However, how can they be cheap? Even if the emperor doesn't stay with her tonight, he won't stay with any of them.

"It doesn't matter. I just want to hold you to sleep."

Mo Ziyao's heart was slightly sweet, but her face was sad. "The emperor can ignore what others think, but my concubine is afraid that the saliva of others will drown my concubine." After a pause, she said, "Sister Su is infected with wind and cold tonight, or the emperor..."

Ruan Lingzheng's face darkened and he was already unhappy. Mo Ziyao naturally felt that she stood aside and dared not say anything more, let alone look at his face.

Ruan Lingzheng sighed and looked at her and said sadly, "You pushed me here for a while, and then pushed me there again. Yaoer, do you hate me so much?"

"Concubine..." How can you hate the emperor? No, never.

But Ruan Lingzheng's words made her heart ache, and she tried to stop the tears in her eyes and leaned her head against his arms. And he tightened his arms hard and hugged himself tightly. He could hardly move. He hugged him tightly and almost couldn't breathe. His ribs were a little painful.

Mo Ziyao held her breath and spit out word by word: "You are the emperor, the emperor of the world, the sky of the people, and the husband of Yaoer. Yao'er loves politics, but she can't selfishly want to enjoy it, because the emperor is also the husband of all the concubines in the harem. Now the situation is grim. The emperor can only let the concubines of the harem conceive their children as soon as possible to maintain the incense of the Ruan family. Only in this way can..."

"Enough! Don't say any more... Don't say any more..." His voice was low and depressed, and muttered, "Is this my life? Whom do I live for, the people of the world? Or the Ruan family? When can I be myself again?"

Mo Ziyao's heart was like a knife, looking at his tired face. At this moment, she suddenly found that his black hair was mixed with several snow-like white hair! This is the result of his hard work day and night for Ruan Nanguo and the people of the world over the years. He is only in his early twenties, and he has actually survived his gray hair!