Chapter 1993 [Shangxie] Rain in early summer

As he said this, he picked up a teapot on the table and was about to smash it to the ground. However, before he could let go, he met a pair of emotionless eyes. With a shudder, he suddenly clenched the teapot in his hand. The cold tea in the pot slowly poured out from the spout, leaving an ugly wet mark on the carpet.

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His back felt numb, and the old prime minister slowly put down the teapot in his hand, forcing a fake, stiff smile on his face.

"I apologize, Your Highness. I got carried away for a moment."

Chang Sun Qingzhao withdrew his gaze and smiled slowly.

"It's understandable. The Prime Minister is also very surprised."

He picked up the teapot and poured a cup of water into it, saying in the quiet sound of water,

"After all, no one would have thought that the emperor, who had been silent for five years and was almost deposed, actually had so many supporters in secret."

The Prime Minister nodded, the anxiety in his eyes almost overflowing.

He looked at the Regent and asked impatiently,

"No one knows what the Emperor has secretly accomplished in the past five years. I thought the situation was settled five years ago, but I didn't expect there would be another unexpected change now. How will the prince deal with it? If we allow him to resume government, no one can guarantee that he will not retake power!"

Chang Sun Qingzhao smiled,

"Since the Emperor is well, resuming government is inevitable. As for other matters, we still need to proceed slowly."

"The Jinliang envoy will leave the capital tomorrow. Prime Minister, please accompany me to accompany him."

As he spoke, the Regent stood up.

No matter how anxious the prime minister was, he didn't dare to ask more questions. He had to suppress his anxiety and followed.

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It was naturally not the turn of Emperor Chiwei to come in person to see off the Jinliang envoy, even though he knew in his heart why the envoy, who was supposed to stay in the capital for five days before leaving, left after only having a dinner in the palace.

But so what?

The Regent and the Prime Minister accompanied the envoy who had been offended at the palace banquet as they went shopping, talked and had a meal together. The next day, they politely sent him away from the capital.

When we left, the sky had just turned overcast. The Regent sat on horseback, his long hair blown by the wind. He squinted his eyes and looked at the departing convoy, with an ambiguous smile on his lips, and said with a sigh,

"It looks like it's going to rain. I hope the messenger has a safe journey."

The Prime Minister echoed absentmindedly, obviously still worried about the affairs of the court.

Only when the carriage disappeared from sight did Changsun Qingzhao kick the horse's belly and turn to head towards the city.

The sky behind him was growing darker and darker. The imperial palace in the distance was reflected under a cloud, looking majestic and cold.

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In the evening it really started to rain.

The rain in early summer was not bone-chilling, and the slight coolness, carrying the smell of the soil in the imperial garden, was blown across the curtains by the wind.

Xia Fuyi was squatting on a chair by the window, holding a sword and feeling drowsy, while Chang Sun Chi was reading memorials behind a desk not far away.

The wind blew in from the window, bringing with it cool raindrops, which caused him to cough violently before it even reached him.

After the first sound, he suddenly covered his mouth, but Xia Fuyi was still awakened. She opened her eyes and looked at Changsun Chi in a daze.

The emperor was coughing with his hand covering his mouth. A few strands of black hair fell from his crown and fell on his cheeks, making his face look even paler. At this moment, there was a blush in this pallor due to coughing, and in the gradually dim sky, it showed some enchanting beauty.

Xia Fuyi was immersed in thought for a moment, then quickly came to her senses, turned around and closed the window. When she was about to walk towards Changsun Chi, Lian Tang had already walked in even faster and put a thick cloak on him.