Chapter 52 Tit-forward

The smell of early winter gradually became stronger, and the sun could not bring any warmth on her body. Wang Shu sat in Yongqing Palace, waiting for Shen Sirong to come out. The incense burner beside it burns wisps of fragrance and surrounds it.

"Let my sister wait for a long time." Shen Sirong held a incense box in her hand, and Wang Shu glanced at it as soon as she saw it. It was Hibiscus.

Wang Shu didn't wait for Shen Sirong to sit down, so she got up and knelt down, kowtowed her head. A few black hair on her bun fell down and hung on her shoulder: "Please forgive me."

"Forgiveness?" Shen Sirong smiled and motioned Mother Shen to send tea and water.

Wang Shu did not look up, but kowtowed down again: "My concubine is not polite and offended my sister. I know she is guilty. I hope my sister will forgive me."

"Incomplete courtesy? But does it mean yesterday? You don't have to care so much about it. I have forgotten it for a long time. Hearing that she came for yesterday's courtesy, Shen Sirong couldn't help but feel embarrassed, but he still gently handed Wang Shu a step.

"Thank you, sister." Wang Shu's voice was full of a smile, but she couldn't see any expression on her lowered head.

"In the cold air in this palace, sister, don't kneel down and get up."

The cold air in the palace is really heavy. Shen Sirong was not out of sarcasm, but falling beside Wang Shu's ear was like a spring thunder. She suppressed her uneasiness and still had a soft voice of anxiety.

"Isn't my sister still blaming my concubine?" The pupils between Wang Shu's eyes spread around, and her panic was undoubtedly obvious.

Shen Sirong waved his hand gently: "I have said that I have forgotten about that. My sister's repeated reminders, but it's my fault that I don't know how to embarras you?"

"I dare not." Naturally, Shen Sirong would not put the handle on Wang Shu. Wang Shu secretly said in her heart that Shen Sirong was smart and clever, and she retreated again and again.

"One more thing, if the noble sister doesn't forgive her concubine, she can't kneel down." At this time, Wang Shu raised her head slightly, with a little embarrassment on her red face.

Shen Sirong did not reply immediately, but opened the incense box in his hand, and the wind rolled up with a shallow hibiscus smell.

"It smells so good." Shen Sirong said to himself when he saw Wang Shu secretly.

"Let's talk about it first." Having guessed a few points of Wang Shu's thoughts, Shen Sirong did not dare to take it lightly. Now I'm not afraid that things can't be found out. I'm afraid that if someone plays with it, things will get bigger.

Wang Shu raised her eyes, and the black beads moved left and right between her eyes, and then fixed on Shen Sirong's eyes. Shen Sirong coughed softly a few times, and the palace people in the hall retreated. At the end, Hanmei walked. She carefully opened the door of the palace and stayed outside alone.

"Say it." Shen Sirong became tired in such a huge hall. I can't help but speak a little weakly.

"The concubine said that day that Furongxiang was not sent by the concubine. In fact, there was a bitterness. It was not intended to deceive the Empress..." As soon as the words began, Wang Shu's eyes were filled with tears.

Shen Sirong pulled out the golden hairpin on his head, picked up a few in the hibiscus fragrance, gently bounced on his wrist, and the fragrance overflowed.

"My concubine, there is really no problem with the hibiscus fragrance sent by my concubine. If you don't believe it, you can send someone to check it." When Wang Shu said something important, her breath was unstable.

Shen Sirong smiled and put away his smile, and the pearls on his earlobe shook slightly, facing the beads in his temples, shaking Wang Shu's eyes: "I don't want to admit it. I'm afraid that the emperor will blame me after knowing it."

"The emperor and I are not mediocre people. How can I blame you for no reason?" Shen Sirong's words stabbed her center of gravity, Wang Shu's shoulder blades were shocked, and her eyes concealed the peace of her heart. Fortunately, she had been on guard for a long time.

Wang Shu clenched her lower lip, and the scarlet blood left along the corners of her lips, which looked terrible. Her eyes were full of grievances, and small tears slid down.

"There is no outsider here, so my concubine said bluntly. The noble sister should know that as early as the crown princess was elected, the minister and concubine fell in love with the emperor, but God did not fulfill people's wishes, and the minister and concubine left the palace because of illness. Speaking of the beginning, Shen Sirong's eyes were also hazy, and suddenly remembered the lonely figure mixed with the moon in the lake in front of the door of Chuxiu Palace.

"Well, so what?" Shen Sirong smiled faintly and waited for Wang Shu's follow-up.

"The concubine was infatuated with the emperor, and the emperor also had sincere friendship and entrusted Dong Meiren's children to the concubine. Fortunately, the concubine tried her best to live up to the emperor's expectations. With the emperor's permission, he became a concubine at the end of the year. This is what my concubine is looking forward to. Wang Shu said that Xiao Yuanqi was going to make her a concubine to frustrate Shen Sirong's spirit. Naturally, she would not know that Xiao Yuanqi had known her for a long time.

Seeing Shen Sirong's indifferent and thoughtful look at her, Wang Shu continued, "If the emperor knows that this hibiscus fragrance comes from my concubine' palace, the emperor must be extremely disappointed with my concubine."

The reason Wang Shu said is enough to believable. May I ask a young woman if it is normal for a young woman to panic in order not to be misunderstood by her beloved?

Wang Shu didn't recognize it that day, but today she took the initiative to admit it, which must be strange.

"The ground is cold, get up. If my sister is sick in Yongqing Palace, where will I find a person like my sister to be a concubine for the emperor?

While laughing in his mouth, Shen Sirong's heart was disgusting. Such disgusting words are a necessity in the deep palace.

When Wang Shu got up, she staggered for a while. She sat in the lower position with her eyes down and was obedient.

"This Furongxiang doctor has checked that there is no problem. Sister, don't panic." Shen Sirong looked at Wang Shu's uneasy appearance, and his heart cooled down little by little.

"Wouldn't the emperor blame it?" Wang Shu hesitated again and again and asked Shen Sirong.

Shen Sirong sighed heavily and looked embarrassed: "The emperor knows that you are a good person, so naturally he will not punish you. I also know that there is nothing wrong with the fragrance of hibiscus. I will testify for you and come again..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Sirong stopped his words and saw Han Mei suddenly kneeling down outside the hall. Looking at it again, a bright yellow figure strode in. Wang Shu tied up her clothes without a trace, and her eyebrows seemed to be blooming in the spring rain, slowly revealing a touch of bright color.

Shen Sirong did not behave like this, but just got up faintly and was blessed.

"I want to see the emperor."

"I want to see the emperor."

The two saluted at the same time, leaving only the sound of Xiao Yuanqi walking in the hall.

"You haven't recovered yet, so you don't have to salute..." Xiao Yuanqi went straight over Wang Shu's clothes and stopped in front of Shen Sirong. After a soft word, he turned around to make Wang Shu calm down.

Wang Shu was embarrassed, but she did not show her face. She looked respectful and virtuous.

Xiao Yuanqi took a deep look at Shen Sirong, and then said with a few words: "The noble concubine doesn't seem to have found out a reason yet?"

This transformation made Wang Shu have many thoughts in her heart. Perhaps, Xiao Yuanqi's gentleness was just because Shen Sirong was hurt for her?

Thinking of this, Wang Shu was a little annoyed. Why was it not herself who was beside Xiao Yuanqi that day?

Now Xiao Yuanqi is clearly blaming Shen Sirong. It seems that the love between the emperor and the noble concubine in the palace is not all true.

Wang to see how Shen Simong would be blamed, Wang Shu didn't say a word and shrank back to reduce her sense of existence. And Xiao Yuanqi and Shen Sirong did forget that she was beside them.

"My concubine knows the crime." Shen Sirong was a little panicked and seemed to be worried about his negligence.

Xiao Yuanqi turned his back to Wang Shu, and his wide, solid but cold and stiff back showed a little anger. Wang Shu lowered her eyes and smiled, but she didn't know that Xiao Yuanqi, who turned his back to him, was also smiling, and Shen Sirong, who was tightly blocked by Xiao Yuanqi.

"Since the noble concubine is not strong enough to investigate this matter clearly, it's better to replace it."

"Your Majesty..."

Shen Sirong exclaimed unconsciously when he listened to Xiao Yuanqi's cold words.

Fee that Xiao Yuanqi's eyes fell, and Wang Shu's head drooped lower. Sure enough, Xiao Yuanqi paused and said, "It seems that it's better to let Concubine Wang find out this matter for you."

The burning eyes fell on Wang Shu, as if every dress was going to burn. What she kept jumping in her heart was the desire for the lord of the harem.

She raised her head slightly and refused: "I'm afraid I'm not as good as the noble concubine sister."

"But don't worry about it. I'll wait for your news." The trust of Xiao Yuanqi's faction made Wang Shu smile, so she happily thanked her, and then knelt down and left Yongqing Palace in that expectation.

"Is this the emperor's plan?" Shen Sirong consciously stood up and smiled at Xiao Yuanqi's smiling eyes. Xiao Yuanqi laughed in a low voice and said, "I didn't tell you. How do you know my plan?"

Shen Sirong Guaner brought up the tea on the table and presented it: "Isn't the emperor deliberately carrying his body afraid that his concubine will show his handle?"

"Ha...ha...ha... what a Shen Sirong, you really know what I'm thinking. Fortunately, you didn't show your flaws, otherwise, it would be difficult to understand Wu Wanqing's matter.

Xiao Yuanqi Longyan was very happy, picked up the tea cup and drank it all, without the usual style.

"Isn't the emperor thinking..." Shen Sirong's ear was accompanied by Xiao Yuanqi's laughter, but her heart had turned back thousands of times. When Xiao Yuanqi did this, others may not see that her heart was like a mirror.

"Yes." Xiao Yuanqi's face showed confidence in making decisions for thousands of miles. His decision was not only in the court, not only in the world, but in everything.

Faced sideways to Shen Sirong, Xiao Yuanqi reached out to hold a golden hairpin that wanted to slide out of the black silk and pressed it in. In the shadow of the golden light, Shen Sirong's temperament is full of glory.

"Look, if she can really do it, she will put herself in." Xiao Yuanqi looked far away from the hall, and his eyes exuded the firmness of the king and the momentum of looking down on the world.

The sun gradually drooped, and from the outside of Yongqing Palace, there was a burst of blue-purple and red in the distant sky, which was the change of day and night.