"I don't want to leave Sister Wu."
Song Wan held the handkerchief, seeing each other again within a day made her even more sentimental. But she knew that even if she was reluctant to let go, there was no reason to force Wu Xixiang to stay in the East Palace.
"I, my concubine, will never leave my queen."
The two were silent for a moment, and Song Wan picked up the ink pen and personally approved the decree allowing Wu Xixiang to leave the palace.
"It's causing trouble for the Queen."
This matter was unreasonable, but Song Wan had no intention of evading it at all.
After receiving the Queen's decree, Wu Xixiang held it tightly for a long time and was unable to say a word. She has no worries in Shangjing, and she is afraid that she will never return to Shangjing again.
After seeing the great rivers and mountains of Dongning, she might go to her father's ancestral home and see the beautiful scenery that her father mentioned in the past, or she might stay in a small village and spend the rest of her life peacefully.
After thanking Song Wan again and again, Wu Xixiang left Changle Palace.
When Shen Qianyu went down to court, he saw Song Wan's expression was dull and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Wan'er isn't feeling well?"
Song Wan shook his head. She wanted to say nothing but suddenly said: "I really feel uncomfortable."
"Why?"
Shen Qianyu frowned, and quickly grabbed Song Wan's wrist and carefully placed three fingers on it. Song Wan looked at his appearance and took his hand back with a smile: "How come I don't know that Your Majesty can also take pulses for diagnosis?"
"I learned a little bit from Uncle Yan in the past."
He was about to tell the imperial doctor, but was interrupted by Song Wan.
"I am fine. I just feel that the palace is getting deserted."
"My aunt, Jinshu, and sister Wu are all leaving the palace, so I'm just a little sentimental for the moment."
After hearing this, Shen Qianyu felt slightly relieved and softly coaxed: "It's normal to separate and reunite, and whether it's my aunt, Jin Shu, or Concubine Wu, they are all heading for a better way out, so don't worry about Wan'er. .”
"Although Nanqing is far away, with Qianbai as the leader, my aunt will be more comfortable than staying in Shangjing."
"Jin Shu leaves the palace to marry, have children and live a normal life. Her husband will have a bright future and she will be much better than being a maid in the palace."
"Concubine Wu..."
Shen Qianyu has no intention of having a harem. He has no intention of getting close to the people in the East Palace or other women. If those women in the harem are not for the sake of the family, they will waste their youth by staying in the palace. It is not necessarily a bad idea to leave. Good way out.
"So Wan'er should be happy for them."
Song Wan nodded and smiled slightly.
How could Song Wan not understand these principles? It's just that she was inevitably disappointed when we were apart.
"The Holy Spirit has enlightened you."
Song Wan smiled softly, but Shen Qianyu held her hand: "Wan'er has never called me husband. If there is no one else, can Wan'er call me husband?"
"Husband."
Shen Qianyu pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes filled with joy.
In front of him, Wan'er finally stopped talking about inappropriate words and so on, and he finally gained Wan'er's full trust.
After retreating from the crowd, Shen Qianyu picked up Song Wan and went to the phoenix couch carved with golden phoenix and phoenix trees.
"Your Majesty..."
Shen Qianyu placed the man on the couch and buried his head on Song Wan's neck: "We agreed to call me husband."
Song Wan blushed and smiled helplessly: "Husband, no."
"Why not?"
The man snorted softly and blew his warm breath into Song Wan's ear, causing her to hide back.
"Wan'er doesn't even miss me? I miss Wan'er very much."
The man murmured in a low voice: "Wan'er really doesn't want to be a husband?"
"It's still bright..."
"When you put down the curtain, it becomes dark."
Song Wan had no choice but to soften his tone and say with a hint of coaxing: "My husband is the king of a country, he needs to walk and sit..."
Before she finished speaking, Shen Qianyu lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.
Heng Zhi Heng Wu left the palace and arranged for someone to prepare hot water.
Unfortunately, the prepared water gradually cooled down and heated up again several times before Shen Qianyu walked out of the palace with Song Wan in his arms.
Neither the emperor nor the empress liked to be served by others, especially when they were together. There were only two people left in the waiting room, and Shen Qianyu hugged Song Wan and sat in the white jade pool.
Song Wan's face was red, and his ear beads were so red that he seemed to be bleeding.
"Wan'er, call your husband again and listen."
"Wan'er..."
"Wan'er..."
Shen Qianyu held the person in his arms and remained motionless no matter how hard Song Wan pushed him. His brows and eyes were filled with contentment and joy, which made Song Wan feel inexplicably angry in his heart.
It's just that she has always been a soft-tempered person, so he had no choice but to close his eyes and let the man mumble some embarrassing words in her ear.
The more Song Wan listened, the hotter his cheeks became, and he couldn't help but reach out and pat him on the shoulder.
"Wan'er, pat me."
The man grinned and smiled beamingly. Song Wan closed his eyes and didn't want to see his silly look.
"Wan'er pat me again, pat me again..."
Song Wan had no choice but to stretch out a hand and cover the man's lips to stop him from speaking.
The two of them were inseparable all day long, and their love as husband and wife was so deep that Shen Qianyu wished he could tell the world about his happiness. Ji Rong looked at her from ear to ear every day, but when he returned to the first room of the palace and saw Wan Xiao, he couldn't help but feel depressed.
He couldn't bear the mood of joy in the day and sadness in the night, and finally couldn't help but find an opportunity to explore Wan Xiaokou.
"After leaving the East Palace, you moved here to sit. Why don't you go back to your Duke's mansion outside the palace?"
"I can't bear to reply."
Wan Xiao lay on her back on a wooden chair, waving the wine gourd in her hand leisurely, humming to herself without knowing what she was singing.
Ji Rong sighed: "Come, let's have a drink together."
Pulling Wan Xiao up from the chair, Ji Rong went to the palace maid to find a wine cup, and then brought out a jar full of incense from the room to drink under the moonlight.
Knowing that Ji Rong was worried about him, Wan Xiao threw the fried peanuts into her mouth and said with a smile: "You don't need to worry about me. Nothing big has happened."
"If you don't want me to worry, don't make this slumped posture all day long, which makes people feel uncomfortable."
"Why are you upset?"
Wan Xiao smiled lightly and drank down the wine in her hand.
"I only want to be happy, so why aren't you angry?"
He only wished for the good of that person, and now he is seeing her getting better and better. He is only happy, so how can he not be angry? Thinking that Jin Shu would live a plain and prosperous life like ordinary people in the future, he was happy for the girl and for Uncle Zhang's family.
Ji Rong wanted to ask him if he was really willing to just watch his wife marry someone else, but when the words came to his lips, Ji Rong felt that he couldn't ask.
What if you are unwilling and unwilling? Is it possible that they can get wives?
Thinking of this, Ji Rong smiled bitterly, raised his wine cup, touched it, and drank it.
"If you have time, go and see her again."
When Jin Shu gets married in the future, it will be difficult to see each other again.
After Ji Rong finished speaking, he looked at Wan Xiao. After a long time, he saw Wan Xiao nodding slightly and sighed.
The two drank until late at night, but Wan Xiao was not sleepy at all. When he got off duty the next day, he looked for Jin Shu's house in Shangjing. The house Song Wan prepared for Jin Shu was not a luxurious one, but it was in an excellent location in the same direction. Not far from the door was the main street, which gave it a sense of tranquility amidst the chaos.
Wan Xiao stood at the door of Jinshu's house, looking at the door for a long time without moving.
After standing there for almost half an hour, he felt that he was being too abrupt. Just as he was about to leave, Jin Shu opened the door and walked out.
The little girl raised her head and saw Wan Xiao not far away.
