MTL - To Hold One’s Joy-Chapter 411 opportunity

  Chapter 411 Good Opportunity

   When the news reached a restaurant, Hongdou was sitting in the lobby eating melon seeds.

  Fried fragrant melon seeds, throw the melon seed shells on the spotless ground, don't mention how comfortable it is.

   "Sister Hongdou, can't you spit the melon seed shells here?" Shi Yan moved over to a small basket.

   Hongdou gave Shi Yan a supercilious look, and chatted with Kouer.

   "Do you think there is something wrong with that Su Yao?" Hongdou pointed to his head, "When our girl looked up to him, he was reluctant, and finally fell in love with that little princess."

  Shi Yan stood aside and rolled his eyes.

  If it wasn't for the dishes cooked by Miss Luo, in all fairness, the number one scholar made the right choice.

   Everyone knows how to choose between the face-raising girl Luo and the demure little princess.

  Of course, the real situation is not like this. It can only be said that these ordinary people have not discovered the strengths of Miss Luo.

  Keer spat out the melon seed shell, pursed her lips: "I said he was not good, and I was right."

   Wei Han stepped in and heard Kouer's words.

  Who can't?

  Shi Yan's sharp eyes saw Wei Han and immediately went up to meet him: "Master, you are back."

   Wei Han glanced at Kouer, and calmly asked Shi Yan: "Where is Miss Luo?"

   "Miss Luo is behind."

   Wei Han nodded slightly, and said to Kouer: "Please tell Miss Luo, I'm back."

   "My lord, wait a moment." Kerr turned around and went to the back.

   Wei Han sat down nearby and asked, "Did anything happen during the time I was away from the capital?"

  Before he left Beijing, he had told Shi Yan that if Miss Luo had anything to do, he would send him a letter, but he didn't even receive a piece of paper.

   "It's nothing serious—" Shi Yan was a shrewd man, noticing that his master's eyes had turned cold, he hurriedly said, "There are two small matters related to Miss Luo."

"explain."

   "Not long ago, Prince Pingnan's son took Lixue away..."

   Wei Han listened calmly, and took a sip of tea with lowered eyes: "What about the other thing?"

  Hongdou hurriedly said: "Su Yao is engaged to the little princess of Pingnan Palace."

   Wei Han took a cool look at Shi Yan.

  Su Yao is engaged to Wei Wen, what does it have to do with Miss Luo?

   Sensing the danger, Shi Yan looked serious: "The humble official made a mistake, and that's the only thing related to Miss Luo."

  At this time, Kouer lifted the curtain and came out: "My lord, our girl invites you to the yard."

   Wei Han put the teacup away, got up and walked in.

  The persimmon trees in the courtyard became luxuriant, and green fruits hung on the branches.

  The girl waited quietly beside the persimmon tree, the sunlight fell on her body through the branches and leaves, plating her plain dress with light gold.

  Wei Han couldn't help speeding up his pace.

  Luo Sheng pointed to the stone bench opposite the stone table: "My lord, sit down."

   Wei Han sat down and took a careful look at Luo Sheng.

  The look is calm, the eyes are gentle, and he doesn't seem to be angry with him.

  He has been away for so long, Miss Luo may have forgotten...

   Wei Han heaved a sigh of relief, and handed over the gift: "I brought some special products to Miss Luo."

  The dusty man and the carefully packaged gift formed a stark contrast for a moment.

  Luo Sheng struggled for a moment between canceling the gift and pretending to forget it, and took the gift with a calm face: "Thank you, my lord.

   That's all, if you dare to touch her head in the future, it won't be too late to cancel the gift.

   Now, naturally, there are more important things to talk about.

   "My lord, come with me."

  The two got up and went to the house.

  The sun in early June was already a bit poisonous. The young man who was chopping firewood at the base of the wall glanced at it, and felt that he was used to it.

  The boy shook off his beads of sweat and continued chopping firewood.

  The boring sound of chopping wood came into the room, but Wei Han found it very pleasant.

   Sure enough, there is nothing better than coming back.

   Wei Han poured a cup of tea for Luo Sheng, and poured himself a cup as well.

  The entrance of clear tea is slightly sweet after bitterness.

   Tea is good tea.

  He picked up another mint cake from the plate and ate it.

  The cool and refreshing mint cake is also delicious.

  Luo Sheng was silent.

   I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but King Kaiyang seems to be more familiar than before he went out.

  This discovery gave her the urge to cancel the gift.

   Sure enough, treating this man as if nothing had happened would make this man push his limits?

   During the silence, Wei Han ate the second piece of mint cake.

   "Is the prince not full?"

   Wei Han nodded honestly: "I came here as soon as I entered the city, and I haven't returned to the palace yet."

  Luo Sheng moved his lips and stood up: "Then the prince will eat first, and I will go get something."

   Wei Han watched the figure enter the room without touching the mint cake.

   He's not a sweet tooth after all.

   Not long after, Luo Sheng came out and handed over the roster: "I got it from Zhu Wu."

   Wei Han took the roster and looked at it, his expression turned cold.

  The crown prince was indeed involved.

  Luo Sheng quietly waited for Wei Han's reaction.

   Wei Han closed the roster and regained his composure: "What does Miss Luo think of the prince?"

  Luo Sheng said coldly: "He is the mastermind behind my father's imprisonment, so I naturally don't want him to have an easy time."

   "Then I will put away the roster first and present it to the emperor when I find a chance."

   "My lord is not going to submit it immediately?"

  Wei Han shook his head: "Since we have to deal with the prince, we can't let him have a chance to stand up. Presenting the roster at this time will certainly make the emperor angry, but it is not enough."

   Not enough to make the emperor so angry that he was determined to abolish the prince.

  In this case, it is better to wait patiently for a good opportunity.

  Luo Sheng smiled: "I also think it's better to wait."

   Wait for Concubine Xiao to see if there will be good news.

  Time flows slowly until July, when the trees are at their most luxuriant, the sound of cicadas is a bit annoying.

  In Yuhua Palace, a few servants climbed a tall tree to stick to Zhizhi.

  The imperial concubine is feeling a little unwell these days, so I can't let these cicadas disturb her anymore.

  Concubine Xiao Gui was not asleep at the moment.

   There seemed to be a turbid air hovering in her chest, and she was uncomfortable no matter what.

   "Your Majesty, the imperial physician has come to take a pulse."

"pass."

   Not long after, the imperial physician walked in lightly, and felt the pulse of Concubine Xiao respectfully.

   This pulse did not end for a long time.

  Concubine Xiao Gui glanced at the imperial physician and frowned slightly.

  These imperial physicians who often give pulses to the nobles in the palace have already cultivated the ability to keep the color unchanged before the collapse of the mountain. Why is the imperial physician Yang so abnormal today?

   "Physician Yang, what's wrong with me?" After waiting for a while before the physician could say anything, Concubine Xiao Gui couldn't bear to ask.

   Normally, she would disdain to easily get angry with people outside Yuhua Palace, but these days she feels a little annoyed and irritable.

   "My lady, wait a moment." The imperial physician switched hands again.

  Concubine Xiao Gui saw the sweat dripping from the imperial physician's forehead, and her heart sank.

  In previous years, when the weather was hot, although she was a little lethargic, it was not so serious. Could it be that she had some serious illness?

   For a moment, Concubine Xiao Gui wanted to go in a certain direction, but quickly denied it.

  Because I was looking forward to it too much, I didn't dare to think about it.

  I always feel that if I show that expectation, it will be easier to be disappointed.

   Are you happy? That is absolutely unthinkable.

  (end of this chapter)