Chapter 191 The Romantic Queen Mother She is Beautiful and Fierce 35
Wen Hongjing was not polite. He went to the desk and started to grind ink. He made a list, "Go find these items. Our queen mother needs them. Then arrange 20 maids with nimble hands and feet."
"Oh, OK, if you need anything else, just let me know."
"Oh, put out the ice basin right away. The Queen Mother is very afraid of heat. Also hire a cook. The Queen Mother has a poor appetite, so she needs one meal a day, and only the freshest ingredients..."
Haitang picked up the small copper spoon and picked some at the incense burner.
Wen Hongjing hurried forward to take it, "Don't move, my lady, I'm afraid of your injury."
He turned back and instructed the wife of the Minister of Revenue, "Our Queen Mother likes peonies and crabapples. She needs fresh ones every day and they must be delivered before the hour of Mao."
"good."
"By the way, since I was in such a hurry this time, please send me some fabric so I can choose."
Wen Hongjing stood beside Haitang again and apologized softly, "It's all my fault. I should have brought clothes. These folk things are so vulgar. I have wronged your Majesty."
Haitang chuckled, "It's okay, the embroiderer in the prime minister's mansion is also good, just make a few pieces."
"Well, I will arrange it right away."
The old lady's temples throbbed, but she didn't dare to refuse. She could only smile and tell the nanny beside her: "Hurry up and make arrangements. Do as the father-in-law says."
"Yes, I will go right away."
The wife of the Minister of Revenue also laughed a little awkwardly, "I'll ask someone to go to the warehouse to get the best material and immediately arrange for the embroiderer to hurry up."
Wen Hongjing then waved his hand, "Old Madam and Madam, please go and get busy. Our Madam is tired."
"Okay, then the Queen Mother, please take a good rest."
Nalan Yuluo stared at Wen Hongjing in a daze, with some grievance in her eyes. Before she could say anything, she was pulled away by the old lady.
...
As soon as the person left, Haitang reached out and pinched Wen Hongjing's face, then pulled him closer to her by his collar.
She looked at him with a dim gaze, her eyes as bright as a thousand stars, "Xiao Hongzi, why are you like this?"
Maybe because he was not in the palace, Wen Hongjing became much bolder and followed her strength to lie down on her small soft couch.
He hesitated for a moment, then reached out and put his arm around her soft waist, pulling her to his chest, "I cannot bear to see your Majesty suffer any injustice. I am incompetent, but if I can... I want to give your Majesty the best thing in the world."
"That's all? You don't like to make things difficult for others."
"Nothing can be hidden from the Majesty's eyes."
"Hate them?"
"The slave hates the people that the majesty hates."
"Hehe, Hiroko-chan, you're so bad."
Wen Hongjing lowered his eyes to look at the woman in his arms, whose smile was even more beautiful than that of a peony. His eyes were full of doting, and he hugged her even tighter in his arms.
In fact, at the moment of leaving the palace, Wen Hongjing had an idea... It was like escaping from that cage. Is it possible... If it is possible, it would be great to run away with her like this! !
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The people in the Xiangfu did not call Haitang to eat, but instead sent a very rich dinner. The nanny who brought the dinner said, "The old lady sympathizes with the Queen Mother's fatigue. The Queen Mother should just rest in peace. Since the Queen Mother intends to conceal the itinerary, it is inconvenient to make a big fuss. I hope the Queen Mother will understand."
"Go down."
"Yes, I will take my leave."
The food served was very sumptuous, with 18 dishes, and no expense was spared.
Haitang was enjoying her meal and asked Wen Hongjing to sit down and eat with her.
Wen Hongjing refused, and just obediently served her the food, almost feeding her mouthful by mouthful.
...
That night.
Wen Hongjing sent all the maids to wait in the outer courtyard and ordered them not to make any noise. The empress dowager was not to see anyone at night.
Just like that, they were the only ones left in the courtyard.
Haitang was enjoying the flowers in the yard. It seemed that these flowers were planted temporarily, and the traces of soil reaction were still obvious. It must be said that the arrangement was indeed good.
There is a swing in the yard. It is quite old and even the wooden board has been polished to a shine. It must have been used often by people in the past.
Haitang sat on the swing, touched the ground with her toes, and swung gently.
The smile is joyful.
When Wen Hongjing came out, he saw a girl swinging on a swing under the moonlight. The hem of her ice-blue skirt swung gently, and the amplitude of the swing matched the amplitude of her mouth. She was incredibly beautiful.
I don't know when she took off her shoes and socks, her snow-white jade feet were slightly raised, tapping the ground from time to time...
Wen Hongjing took a few steps forward and stretched out his hand to steady the swing.
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