Chapter 883: The emperor loves to listen to stories told by the palace (94)
And every time she explicitly or implied intentionally or unintentionally, he didn't react at all, at most he hugged her, and then it was all night.
Or, it's not coming directly to Fengqi Hall.
Over time, Xiang Xing's anxiety became more and more magnified.
Is it true that since ancient times the emperor has been so affectionate, he has no interest in her as a little hairy girl?
still is……
Because she was too self-willed to give him the tourmaline bracelet, so he was angry?
But, is such a stingy person the first thing to say?
The little guy thought about it, but suddenly he was a little bit confused.
...
never mind! It's useless to think about it here, so it's better to find time to ask boldly!
After thinking about it, Xiang Xing nodded vigorously, and immediately ordered Xiao Nan to prepare more good food tonight.
Eat more, she will have more confidence in her heart.
Ok.
However, it didn't take long for Xiao Nan to retreat and prepare, the father-in-law Antu from the temple of raising the gods actually came in person.
"Niang Niang, there are still many memorials to be reviewed, so I won't be here tonight."
Looking at the delicate face of his empress empress who was suddenly lost, Antu faintly concealed a smile on his lips, and continued to arch his hands, "But the Lord invites you to go to the Temple of Cultivation tonight... I am missing you. , He can't work at ease."
"...Then please report back from Mr. An, saying that the palace is going to be ready and go immediately."
Xiang Xing, who was upset and down, could only reply like this.
My mind became more and more confused.
For some reason, she always felt that when Father Antu said that just now, the expression on her face seemed a little subtle...
After he left, the little guy tilted his head for a long time, but didn't think of a reason.
Well.
Forget it, since the guy who said the first speech took the initiative to invite, she didn't ask where she asked.
...
In the evening, Xiang Xing took the large set of good dishes prepared by Xiao Nan to the Temple of Yangshen.
But I found that the first speech was really busy.
At this moment, he was sitting at the reviewing table piled up like a mountain of memorials, carefully reading one by one.
From his slightly tired eyebrows, the degree of folds of the dragon robe, and the table beside it is obviously cold, hot, hot and cold, Xiang Xing can almost predict that he is afraid that he will be busy from the bottom. Up to now.
Looking at the man's appearance, the little guy's questions that had been brewing for a whole day were stuck in his throat, unable to ask.
She bit her pink lip, finally sighed softly, and then walked forward slowly and came to the first parting side.
After opening the father-in-law with his eyes, he took over his job, holding the small square ink stick with his bare hand, and carefully rubbing the ink for the man.
In the first remark, I saw her behavior in an instant, and the hand of the pen paused lightly.
But he didn't say anything, only faintly curled the corners of Gou Qiangui's lips, and continued to work.
Two hours have passed since the two men performed their duties silently and tacitly.
In the end, Xiang Xing had been hungry all night, and in his flat stomach, a string of grunting movements suddenly came out, which broke the quiet atmosphere that was only the sound of paper turning.
"..."
The little guy looked awkward for an instant, he couldn't help putting down the ink stick quickly, quickly covering his stomach with long and wide palace sleeves, and backing away.
Seeing this scene, the man couldn't help but sneered before turning his head back slowly.
The eyes drooping lightly from exhaustion were filled with a gentle smile: "The queen doesn't have dinner?"