Slightly frowning: "Bring the son of the left prime minister to the imperial study."
"yes!"
The lady of the palace withdrew.
Bei Qiu glanced at Shi Jia, and said, "Go to the meditation room and tell Zhu Li that you don't have to wait alone for breakfast."
Shi Jia nodded: "Yes."
Bei Qiu is in the study room.
In the imperial study room, there was a person standing upright, Shen Ningshuang.
She was dressed in blue clothes, with flowing long hair that almost reached her waist, and she stood upright with her back to the door.
"Your Majesty is here." The palace lady called out.
Shen Ningshuang immediately turned around, knelt on the ground and saluted: "Long live Your Majesty, long live, long live."
Bei Qiu walked in with a faint smile, "Stay flat."
Only then did Shen Ningshuang stand up slowly from the ground, bowing her head slightly, no different from when she was the emperor's husband, but the delicate attire in front of her eyes really made people's eyes shine, which made Bei Qiu vaguely guess the meaning of Prime Minister Zuo .
"Did Prime Minister Zuo ask Ningshuang to deliver the message?" Bei Qiu sat on the imperial chair, looking at Shen Ningshuang with a faint smile.
Shen Ningshuang immediately knelt on the ground again, and said: "I am terrified, my mother didn't let me pass the message, it's just that I miss Your Majesty, so I came to visit His Majesty."
Shen Ningshuang is Huang Beiqiu's first man, the man who has been with Huang Beiqiu the longest, and the man who understands her best. Shen Ningshuang is undoubtedly the smartest existence among these imperial husbands and servants. He will deliberately pretend to be weak, but he can also act forcefully and resolutely, but in front of Huang Beiqiu, he is just her husband.
"Ningshuang, you are no longer a lonely husband, you don't need to call yourself a concubine anymore." Bei Qiu crushed his dream completely.
Shen Ningshuang trembled all over, lowered her head and pursed her lips tightly: "Your Majesty, Ningshuang has been by your side since you were the prince, so you don't want Ningshuang like this?"
"I thought, that day, you had seen it clearly outside the Luanfeng Hall." Bei Qiu looked directly at Shen Ningshuang, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, her eyes flickered with a smile that was not a smile.
Shen Ningshuang widened her eyes in fear.
"You are a smart person. You know what Gu wants and what you don't want. Gu also thinks you are a smart person, but you let Gu down. Zuoxiang's plan is very good. You are really Gu. The person you trust, you are the most trusted pillow person in the past, but the things that Gu does not want to do, how to calculate according to the left side alone, Ningshuang thinks, Gu will submit?" Bei Qiu raised her eyebrows slightly.
Shen Ningshuang kowtowed her head twice, and said in fear: "Your Majesty, my mother has absolutely no intention of plotting against Your Majesty, and Ningshuang has decided all this on her own."
"Oh?" Bei Qiu stepped down from the throne, walked up to Shen Ningshuang, raised his jaw with his index finger, and looked directly into his transparent eyes. Shen Ningshuang was five years older than her. When they were together, Bei Qiu was only thirteen years old. Ten years later, he was still fair and beautiful, and his eyes seemed to be able to attract everyone's attention.
"Your Majesty, don't you still believe in Ningshuang?" He looked at Bei Qiu softly, his thin lips parted slightly, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.
"Gu naturally believes in Ningshuang." Bei Qiu gently rubbed Shen Ningshuang's thin lips with her thumb, stared at his thin lips and murmured: "Gu knows what you have done, like, everything you did in the harem. "
Shen Ningshuang's eyes were shocked.
Bei Qiu let go of Shen Ningshuang's jaw, and turned her back, "Go back, tell the left minister, don't bother thinking about it because you are the former emperor's husband, and I will not pursue this matter any more."
Shen Ningshuang showed pain, and knelt down: "Yes."
Inside the Zen room.
Zhu Li was eating breakfast quietly, when Bei Qiu rushed over, sat down on the cushion beside him, casually picked up a few mouthfuls of vegetables and threw them into his mouth, muttering: "I'm starving to death alone. "
Zhu Li was taken aback, and called the little novice to bring Bei Qiu a bowl of porridge.
"It's still Zhu Li who is good to Gu and misses Gu." Bei Qiu raised her eyebrows and teased.
Unexpectedly, just after breakfast, it began to rain heavily outside.
This year, it was the heaviest rain. She didn't expect it to fall just recently when she wanted to go to the garden with Zhu Li, "It rained as soon as it said it would fall." Shi Jia looked at the sky strangely.
Bei Qiu also frowned slightly: "The sky is not beautiful."
On the contrary, Zhu Li looked calmly, neither surprised nor pleased, and said: "Your Majesty, why don't you read the scriptures today."
"Okay." Bei Qiu turned her head to look at Zhu Li, approached him a little bit suddenly, and said in a voice that the two of them could hear: "Even if you and Zhu Li read scriptures, you can read them very soul-stirringly."
Zhu Li subconsciously took a step back.
When Bei Qiu returned to Luanfeng Hall to review the memorial.
By chance, I saw a male slave sitting by the corridor, holding a purse as if waiting for someone.
When the male slave saw Bei Qiu, he quickly stood up from his seat in shock, put his purse behind him, looked at Bei Qiu in fear, and knelt down to pay his respects: "Your Majesty."
"Take a look." Bei Qiu stretched out her hand.
The maid immediately stepped forward and asked the male slave for a purse.
The male slave trembled all over, his eyes turned red, and quickly put the purse in the hand of the maid, who handed it to Bei Qiu respectfully.
Bei Qiu took the purse and looked around, it seemed that there was a pair of mandarin ducks embroidered on it, she glanced at the male slave, "Which palace lady are you going to show this purse to?" Bei Qiu asked casually.
The male slave kowtowed desperately, with scarlet on his head, "Your Majesty, spare me, Your Majesty, spare me!"
She has never been a feudal person, but she has been here for more than a month, and she understands better that there are eyeliners everywhere in this deep palace, and she can't help herself everywhere. She threw her purse on the ground and said: "If you are alone today Forgive you, how about another you tomorrow?"
The male slave burst into tears, looking very pitiful.
"There are palace rules in the palace. If you ignore the palace rules, you will be punished." Bei Qiu coldly ordered: "Put this male slave into the precept room and pass on the order. If there are palace people and male slaves Slave fornication will not be forgiven lightly!"
The male slave's eyes widened in disbelief, his body was crumbling.
Everyone knelt on the ground and said in unison: "Yes!"
The two maids immediately stepped forward, took the male slave's two hands, and dragged him away. The male slave was still screaming for mercy all the way, and the surrounding female palace ladies did not dare to look up, and the other male slaves were trembling. .
Bei Qiu glanced at the purse on the ground, frowned slightly, motioned for Shi Qing to pick it up, and walked away.
Back at the Luanfeng Palace, the palace servants stood at the door.
Bei Qiu looked at the purse for a long time, and said: "Shi Qing, do you think this is a coincidence?"
Shi Qing looked at Bei Qiu expressionlessly, and asked in confusion, "What does Your Majesty mean?"
Bei Qiu opened the back of the purse, put it on the table, pointed to the lower right corner of the purse, and said, "Just take a look."
Shi Qing walked over with some doubts, looked at it, and was taken aback for a moment. There was a very delicate blue character embroidered on it. Shi Qing immediately raised his head and took a step back, "Your Majesty, this must be a coincidence."
"I don't think it may be a coincidence." Shi Jia winked without thinking the matter was serious.
Bei Qiu picked up the purse again, and said: "I also want to embroider a purse, no, I just want to embroider a sachet." Bei Qiu held the purse tightly, no matter who the purse was, but gave it He is an inspiration.
Just finished this sentence.
Shi Qingshijia's complexion was a little weird.
"You teach Gu." Bei Qiu looked at Shi Qing and Shi Jia happily.