When Spring Comes

Huachun felt like she was drunk, and when she finally woke up, her head hurt.

She seemed to have been swept away in the wave and washed her body again, all her limbs were relieved. After the things in front of her became clear, her first reaction was to look down at herself quickly.

The official uniform was still wrapped around her body, and there was no one beside her. The dragon bed was very neat, and it seemed that the emperor left her here and ignored it.

Thank goodness, fortunately he didn't call the royal doctor, otherwise she would have all the heart to be killed here!

Sitting up and looking around, Hua Chun squeezed her official uniform and ran to the side of the screen, took off her jacket and corset, and put on quickly.

When I was tying my outer robe, I heard the sound of water on the other side of the screen, followed by the emperor’s low voice: "Awake?"

After shaking her body, Huachun was stunned, before hesitatingly said: "The minister has caused trouble to the emperor."

"It's very troublesome." Yu Wenjie came out from behind the screen in his bedclothes, looking at her with a cool expression, "You are heavy."

She smiled awkwardly, Huachun glanced at him secretly, her heart was up and down, and she didn't know if the emperor found anything when she was unconscious.

This reaction made her completely puzzled. If she found anything, Long Yan would be furious, but he didn't. But if nothing is found, why has it become such a dead face again?

Across her side, Yu Wenjie directly sat on the side of the dragon bed and looked at her and said: "It's getting late. The map can be drawn tomorrow. The prime minister will rest first."

What? Huachun was taken aback, then frowned: "Isn't that the map will be either tomorrow morning?"

"I can postpone it for you."

Damn, why did you go? Have to keep her here to paint? If she weren't here, she wouldn't be so gloomy, and she would be frightened!

After sweeping the emperor's eyes, Huachun gritted his teeth, or knelt down honestly in the past, with a solemn voice: "The minister just lost his honor."

"I am tolerant and generous, and I can forgive it." Yu Wenjie said indifferently: "I just hope that the prime minister will not sleep in the hot spring again next time, because he will die easily."

Did she just fall asleep? Huachun frowned, obviously she was drugged, okay? Thinking back now, there is something wrong with the cup of tea Huo Zhaoyi handed over? Most of them wanted to give the emperor medicine, but the emperor gave her tea easily, and she became a victim!

However, the effect of the medicine didn't seem to be particularly powerful, at least she was just in a coma, did nothing, and she was fine.

After thinking for a while, Huachun still raised her head, and asked carefully: "The emperor, has the minister do anything that shouldn't be done?"

The emperor's expression was unpredictable, and he looked down at her, drew his eyes from her face, to her neck, and then to her chest.

Huachun had goose bumps all over her body, and she felt as if she was being stared at by a tiger.

Yu Wenjie looked at her with such a look. Could it be true that what happened? Then she is now preparing a tragic story, telling the emperor that she has difficulties, is there still time?

The heart tightened for a while, and in the emperor's silence, Huachun felt that she could hardly breathe.

After a long time, the emperor opened his mouth and said, "Except for spilling the water on my body, the prime minister did nothing wrong."

Really? Huachun looked up at him in surprise. This means that he didn't find her identity, right? Otherwise, the crime of deceiving the emperor would be a great mistake!

"The minister thanked the emperor for grace!" Excited, she directly bowed to the emperor.

Yu Wenjie looked at her with complicated eyes.

I didn't react before, I was just happy that I didn't break my sleeve anymore. After thinking about it in the hot spring, the emperor realized--

Hua Jinghua committed the crime of deceiving the emperor to afflict the nine people.

He has always regarded her as a man for so long, hitting and beating, ridiculing and ridiculing, he did not expect her to be the prime minister at the height of her daughter, and even concealed it from the world!

He was a little angry with being deceived, although he had guessed the result early in the morning, when he really had to face it, in addition to joy, he also had to see the fact that he had been played with by Hua Jinghua as a fool for so many years.

This is simply an insult to the IQ of his great emperor!

However, this anger was soon suppressed by the worry that came up in his heart.

If you let others know about this, Hua Jinghua will undoubtedly die, even if he is the emperor, he will definitely not save her. Regardless of the person who is Huahua Jinghua, as the prime minister, she has too much burden on her body and helped him too much. She is the role of Dinghai Shenzhen in the court. Once her identity is revealed, his imperial power is equivalent to being torn apart a huge gap.

This gap is enough for those who are willing to take advantage of the void to enter.

So no matter what aspect he considered, he couldn't convict Hua Jinghua, he would only help her keep hiding.

Reason told him so, but he still couldn't help but want to beat the person in front of him.

Why take such a difficult road? Isn't it good to be a daughter? Maybe she was in his harem just like Concubine Shu and Hua Bi now.

However, if she is really a daughter and enters the harem like other women, he may not be so...

"Go and rest." Yu Wenjie said tiredly.

Huachun was completely unaware of the emperor's series of psychological activities, and was still immersed in the joy of the rest of his life. After the salute, he hurried to the soft couch in the outer hall, preparing to sleep.

There was a beautiful floor-to-ceiling bronze mirror in the partition next to the soft couch. When she was on the couch, she glanced casually.

Wait, something seems to be wrong? Huachun had a meal, walked over and took a closer look.

On her neck... why is there a hickey? !

The eyes widened suddenly, and a chill flowed directly from the soles of her feet to her heart. Huachun was dumbfounded for a long time, then smiled reluctantly and asked in the inner hall: "The emperor, did anyone else come into the hall just now?"

"No." Yu Wenjie replied lightly.

"..."

Huge fear surged up like a black wave, and she almost couldn't stand firm.

No one else came in, so this thing can only be obtained by the emperor.

She is not an innocent girl anymore. She has never eaten pork and seen pigs running. She can leave such a hickey on her neck. Or when she is untidy and unconscious, if Yu Wenjie finds nothing, she Write flower characters upside down!

With her legs soft, Huachun struggled to climb onto the soft couch, pulling the quilt over and covering her body, shivering.

The emperor knew her identity, but pretended not to know, where is this going to cause trouble? Are you planning to be a threat to her in the future? But this is not necessary. He is the emperor. He wants her life to be a matter of minutes, so why go around such a big circle?

Then only from the emotional aspect, the emperor likes her? So left this thing on her neck, and then decided not to punish her in order to protect her?

This idea is really Mary Su, but it is quite reasonable. After all, her current position is consistent with that of the emperor. Hua Jinghua's skin is really attractive. If the emperor who has always loved beautiful women likes it, it is not surprising.

However, there were no signs before, and the emperor had been targeting her all the time. Why did you like it in an instant?

"Boom—Boom—"

She heard her heartbeat, and it jumped faster and faster. A little flustered and a little surprised, just like opening a love letter to her when she was a child.

Although I have never liked Yu Wenjie, when he thinks of him loving herself so deeply, Huachun feels that he is suddenly cute, and can't help but start to fill in the series of "The Overbearing Emperor is in Love with Me". She should be very good to her, find a way to help her transform into a daughter, and then put it into the harem, let her be the queen of the ages!

Thinking about it, Hua Chun laughed stupidly.

If this is the case, then she doesn't have to worry about anything, just sit and eat and wait to die!

The anxiety in her heart was slowly suppressed by such self-comfort. She rolled over and soon fell asleep.

How about optimistic pie living a long time, thinking of something unrealistic, Huachun sleeps very well. But the emperor in the inner hall was inevitable all night, and the color in his eyes was darker than the night.

At dawn the next day, Huachun woke up and went to the inner hall to greet him. He smiled and said, "I have half an hour to go to court. Would you like to continue drawing the map?"

Yu Wenjie was changing clothes without lifting his head and said: "The things you draw with your left hand are too ugly. I have already given the drawing to someone else, and you are waiting for it."

The voice was cold, completely different from the tenderness she imagined.

Director, did you take the wrong script?

Looking at the emperor's face, Huachun was confused again.

What does this mean? Why is Yu Wenjie's mind so hard to guess? She felt that her idea was very close to the answer, but she was still slapped by him.

Sure enough, isn't reality as beautiful as it is written in the novel? The emperor can't have a crown and anger as a beauty, regardless of her actions?

Well, just thinking about it doesn't feel realistic, Huachun still practices the rituals honestly, and then goes up and down full of thoughts.

The night in the Zichen Palace was like dreaming. After waking up, it seemed like the sky was turned upside down, and nothing seemed to have changed.

The emperor really didn't know anything. Chao Shang still confronted her with the theory, and then listened to the advice. After the next dynasty, he asked her to go to the Zichen Hall and continue to talk about the affairs of the court.

She wanted to see something in his eyes, but every time she looked in, it was endless darkness, showing nothing like a black hole. He never said anything about last night.

On this day, the emperor had only one decree, and that was to promote Huo Zhaoyi as his wife and move to Yongfu Hall.

Promotion is a good thing, but Yongfu Hall is farther away from Zichen Hall, obviously not as good as Wanbao Hall. For a while, everyone did not understand whether the emperor was rewarded or punished, neither was Huo Bianxian, nor was it wrong to cry for grievances, so they could only bow their faces to the emperor.