After the Divorce, I Was Spoiled By the Prince

Qin Zhao has always been a lazy person. Today, it is rare to be a book boy seriously, carefully serving the pen and ink.

It was also the first time for Xiao Ce to know that Qin Zhao actually won his heart so much when he served the pen and ink.

When he was thirsty, Qin Zhao would immediately hand over tea.

The inkstone was a little farther away, and Qin Zhao would immediately move the inkstone closer.

He remembered that as long as Qin Zhao served the pen and ink, this woman would yawn and even affect others.

Today, she is quietly and thoughtfully serving, without any sign of sleepiness.

Qin Zhao stayed with him all afternoon, not only did not interfere with his work, but also did not distract him, and he handled government affairs very quickly.

By evening, the piles of papers had all been reviewed.

He just shook his sore arm, Qin Zhao immediately went behind him to help him massage, the strength was just right, just right.

"Your Majesty has been grading papers all afternoon, which can easily hurt your neck. The concubines felt that while the Emperor was busy, he should also pay attention to his body. The other side did not say anything, but only said that the Emperor was a king that all the people admired, and that the Emperor should take care of himself for the people. It's..." Qin Zhao couldn't help but nag.

She knew that Xiao Ce didn't like being disciplined, and she also knew that she didn't have such a big face to say, but he was Xiao Yuan's father, and she didn't want him to leave a lot of problems because of government affairs at a young age.

Xiao Ce quietly listened to Qin Zhao's narration, and suddenly felt that the woman's voice was also very pleasant.

"Okay, long-winded." Xiao Ce said, took Qin Zhao's hand, and pulled her to him.

Qin Zhao saw him looking at himself carefully, not knowing what he was looking at.

"Why does the emperor look at his concubines like this?"

Xiao Ce played with her green fingers: "What does Concubine Ai want?"

Qin Zhao understood at this moment that she had done a good job in serving the pen and ink, and he wanted to reward her.

"Whatever the emperor gives, the concubine likes it." Qin Zhao thought about it and answered seriously.

Xiao Ce laughed dumbly: "Grippy."

As soon as Qin Zhao heard this, he retorted: "What the concubine said is true. The concubine already owns a lot, and the concubine is not so keen on material things."

So she was not trying to make Xiao Ce happy, but felt that no matter what kind of reward, it was the same for her.

Xiao Ce took her hand and got up and walked out, Qin Zhao subconsciously wanted to pull out his hand, attracting Xiao Ce's attention.

Qin Zhao reminded: "Your Majesty, this is against the rules."

There were many people outside, and he held her hand, which was not in his temperament.

Xiao Cexiu frowned slightly, his gaze fixed on Qin Zhao's small white jade-like hand for a moment, and then he staggered his gaze.

That's right, it's illegal, why did he just take her hand outside as a matter of course, as if this is the most natural thing.

Qin Zhao was a sensitive person, and immediately noticed Xiao Ce's emotional changes.

She remembered that she had been in the Hall of Mental Cultivation all day, is it time to return to the Hall of Mental Cultivation?

"Concubine Ai, come back." While Qin Zhao was hesitating for a while, Xiao Ce gave the order.

"Yes, the concubine retire." Qin Zhao bowed and saluted.

Xiao Ce didn't look at her again, and walked away on his own.

Qin Zhao stopped delaying and walked in a different direction from Xiao Ce.

When Xiao Ce heard Qin Zhao's footsteps go away, he slowed down and looked back.

It was the evening of autumn, and the night was getting longer. At this moment, the sky was completely dark outside, and the lights in the Hall of Mental Cultivation had already been turned on. The autumn wind swept past, and the palace lanterns hanging under the eaves swayed, casting fine light and shadows.

Qin Zhao's figure blurred away in the mottled light and shadow, as unreal as a dream.

Zhang Jixiang didn't know why his master suddenly stood there, apparently only a few palace servants were walking around.

He looked at Xiao Ce suspiciously, but was startled by the gentle look in Xiao Ce's eyes.

Such a look made him secretly startled.

He has served Xiao Ce for many years, so how can he not know what kind of temperament Xiao Ce is?

The master is a cold-hearted person. Before meeting the noble concubine, he was not close to women. It seems that only state affairs can interest the emperor. As for the women in the harem, the emperor was only a prince when he was still a prince. furnishings.

To be precise, the emperor is indifferent to his close relatives, only in a short distance, how could he ever see any woman with such tender eyes?

While serving Xiao Ce for dinner, Zhang Jixiang suddenly felt confused.

He has always known that the noble concubine is different from any other woman, but he has also heard the previous emperor teach the emperor more than once that the emperor can be fraternal, but not devoted.

Of course, the emperor is not as promiscuous as the previous emperor, but how could a person like the emperor actually have feelings for a woman?

If it wasn't emotional, how could the emperor watch the imperial concubine go away with such eyes?

After dinner, Zhang Jixiang brought a rare sign up: "Your Majesty, please turn over the sign."

When Xiao Ce heard the words, he looked at the green head card, his eyes fixed on Qin Zhao's green head card for a moment, his fingers were itchy. In the end, he restrained himself, waved his hand, and motioned to take down the green head card.

Zhang Jixiang didn't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or continue to hang his heart.

He really didn't know who to talk to, so he simply went to Qiushui's residence, wanting to chat with Qiushui and post his own words.

Qiu Shui has been free recently, she is still the Shangyi of the Royal Front, but she has not been able to serve in the Royal Front, and only considers herself to be on vacation.

Although such a long rest time was unbelievable, she enjoyed it.

As soon as Zhang Jixiang sat down, he didn't leave.

Of course, people like Qiu Shui still heard the main point, that is: the emperor treats noble concubines differently.

"I think you are worrying too much, and the emperor's emotional affairs should also be put aside. No matter what, the emperor is also a mortal body, no matter how cold his temperament is, he is still a human being. People have feelings, and they will have feelings for the opposite sex, this is not Is it normal? Don't you want the emperor to be lonely and lonely for the rest of his life?" Qiu Shui deliberately lowered his voice, fearing that there would be ears on the wall.

Zhang Jixiang said: "But the first emperor said..."

"Can a word from the first emperor compare to the happiness of the emperor? Let me give you a piece of advice, don't take yourself too seriously, and don't meddle in the affairs between the concubine and the emperor. I feel that the concubine and the concubine The emperor is a companion of the gods, and they are a perfect match..."

After Qiushui lobbied for a while, Zhang Jixiang fell silent and returned to the imperial court to serve.

Maybe Qiushui is right, and it is a good thing that the emperor has someone who knows how cold and warm he is. The first emperor himself was abusive, could it be possible for the emperor to follow suit?

The emperor is not like other vulgar men in the world.

Qin Zhao didn't know that Zhang Jixiang had such a scruple in her heart. The next day, she heard news from the Cihe Palace that the Empress Dowager was seriously ill, and she was afraid she was dying.